Even if you know you are defeated, you still have to fight back.

This is actually the reason why Ling Xiao wants to unite with the lizard people.

The spirit possessed by the lizard people is something that many human warriors lack.

Of course, this mentality can't change anything at the moment.

The only effect is to delay death.

"Let's go, let the old, weak, women and children go! This is a war that is destined to be unwinnable. We cannot let the whole clan be wiped out!"

The Chief of the Earth shouted: "Qingshui Sacrifice, lead the old, weak, women and children to escape. No matter where you go, don't die here.

Can’t win.”

"I do not go!"

Qingshui Priest shouted: "Don't think that because I am a priest, you are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Besides, where can we escape? Now the four demon kings are launching a wave of beasts at the same time.

There is simply no place to escape.

It’s better to fight and die.”

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

There were shouts rising to the sky from the two tribes.

Even those children had no intention of running away.

This is their home, and they have reached the point of no retreat.

It is better to die bravely than to be killed on the way to escape.

This is their simplest and most honest idea.

People kept dying.

But they did not retreat.

Even though there was no hope left, they still wanted to fight desperately.

"If there really is a son of prophecy, please save our poor people!"

Qingshui Priest shouted to the sky.

The warriors beside him died one after another.

That kind of scene is really as painful as a knife.
Chapter completed!