"Uncle Mo!" Gu Xin's voice was hoarse from shouting.
Chief mo turned his horse around and stood in a row with nearly a hundred other men of similar age.
The people of the cloud Sea tribe had caught up.
"Fight them to the death!" Chief mo roared. Give the princess and the other boys more time! Believe in the princess, as long as they escape, the West will never be the cloud sea's world! Believe in them!"
"Believe in them!"
These hundred or so middle-aged men were determined to buy time for Gu Xin and the others.
They could stall as many as they could. Even if they were stabbed several times, as long as they were still breathing, they could still kill.
There were close to 1000 people from the cloud ocean tribe.
Close to a hundred versus close to a thousand, this was an irreversible battle.
However, leader mo and the others managed to do it. They gave Gu Xin and the others 30 minutes to escape.
He had also killed many of the cloud Sea tribe's people.
