Two battles.
One attack, one head-on slaughter.
The gnome tribe was completely defeated!
The five tier 6 commanders under his command had all died.
Of the two tier 7 commanders, only one was still alive.
The 300 brave gnome warriors had perished.
The tribe's strength had been greatly reduced!
It was so angry that it wanted to kill!
At this moment, if he had not already advanced to tier 8, he would definitely have to worry about the other gnome tribes shunning him.
Damn it!
That group of enemies from another world had caused him to lose a large number of soldiers who were loyal to him and the tribe.
They must be avenged!
At this moment, a gnome sentinel ran into the hall in panic and screamed, "Chief, something bad has happened! Those creatures from another world have charged in!!"
"It's you again??"
The gnome chief recognized this sentinel.
