Giant dragon statues, once towering, now lay shattered into countless pieces. Patches of rust-colored blood stained the ground.,Chief Jin Muhui's expression calmed down. He didn't think that splitting up and fleeing at this moment would be a very good choice, the chances of success were extremely low.,Since the tribesmen were determined to fight to the death, there was no need for him to force them to leave. They had a point: it was better to die in their homeland than to perish in a foreign land. Even if they died in battle, they would make the enemy pay a bloody price.。