Apocalyptic Dark Age

Countless spears rained down into the Black Claw tribe's camp, piercing the chests of the frightened slaves and attendants, instantly clearing out the fleeing crowd. In front of the jungle-like spears, with countless vital points pierced, In front of the screaming and dying companions, most of them were in despair.

Gao Feng looked at the desolate warriors who were pressing towards them, and a strange thought suddenly arose in his mind. If these people were willing to obey his arrangements, the loose formation of the desolate warriors would be vulnerable. But as soon as this thought flashed across his mind, he Got knocked out.

Thirty or forty tribal warriors let out heart-piercing roars, and like wild bulls, they rushed fearlessly towards the tribal warriors who intercepted them. Behind them, their previously frightened slaves and attendants also followed frantically. Jin, as long as someone takes the lead, they do not lack the courage to fight to the death.

Huoya also fell into a state of fanatical blind obedience, waving the fang knife regardless of his physical strength, like a drugged gangster, forgetting all combat skills, and rushed straight forward.

Gao Feng also rushed forward, but he stared at the torch in front. He could not stay behind. More tribal warriors and slaves rushed over. Among the violent crowd, if they could not follow the trend, they would be knocked down and trampled to death. .

The spears seemed to be endless, and they were thrown at them in waves, at least in the eyes of the tribal slaves. They were like waves hitting the rocks, falling apart in waves.

"Six..." Gao Feng counted silently in his mind, and swung his knife to swat away one of the throwing spears that flew towards him, and took advantage of the situation to knock away another throwing spear that fell towards Hua Ya. The next moment, he and Huo Ya's The front and back were almost cleared.

After swinging away and throwing the gun, Gao Feng suddenly threw Huoya down and rolled him on the ground. Amidst the whistling sound, a scarlet fireball exploded where they were standing before, splashing countless sparks.

Huo Ya coughed violently and was dragged up from the ground by Gao Feng. Just now, Gao Feng hit his lungs, but saved his life. At this moment, Huo Ya looked at Gao Feng with expectant eyes under the firelight.

Gao Feng once saved Huo Ya in a sandstorm, which made Huo Ya admire Gao Feng from the bottom of his heart. Now that he saved his life, Gao Feng couldn't help but wake up from his frenzy and wanted Gao Feng to lead him to find a way out.

A series of fireballs hit the front of the crowd. Gao Feng knew that the aiming direction of the Desert Man Tribe's trebuchet had changed, moving from the rear to the front to intercept. In other words, the Desert Man Tribe wanted to retain the large force and annihilate them entirely.

"Back off, let you Ada back down, don't rush anymore..."

The warriors of the tribe have been strangled with the warriors of the desert. People fall down every second. In the light of swords and guns, blood and heads fly. The warriors of the Black Claw tribe have experienced hundreds of battles. Even if they lose for a moment, they are not lacking. Determination to fight to the death.

But Gao Feng could judge the situation of the entire battlefield in an instant. The Black Claw tribe was ambushed by the Desert Man tribe and broke their inner defenses. They were attacked from two sides. At this moment, they were fighting the enemy bravely rather than struggling to the death. However, the Black Claw tribe never If you step forward, the tribe's warrior sect will be leaderless and scattered.

Gao Feng is the third son of Black Claw, but after all, he is not the heir of the tribe. His identity has been confirmed as a warrior, but he has not been recognized on the battlefield. Therefore, he cannot respond to everything. He can only hope that the toothless Ah Da can listen to his suggestions. .

The killings ahead were cruel and bloody, and people kept falling. From a personal combat power point of view, the tribal warriors were stronger than the desert warriors. They fought on a desperate front with a loss ratio of 1:1.5, but this could not save anything. , the number of tribal warriors is too small, and most of the tribal warriors are holding back the warriors of the Deserter tribe.

Rulin's spears were approaching from both sides of the team, forming a huge encirclement. If I guessed correctly, the Deserter tribe was preparing to attack from both sides, and then surrounded them from both sides to annihilate all the tribal warriors here. They did not plan to fight a rout. war.

Most of the spears of the slaves were thrown away, and the behavior of the attendants was not much better. If they hadn't been thinking about the value of the fangs, they might have thrown them away. The falling fireballs were like the king of hell urging death. The fear of everyone in the team deepened, and Huo Ya rushed to the front line to find A Da.

Gao Feng pulled out two throwing spears from the corpses beside him, and yelled at his slaves and attendants who were lying on the ground holding their heads: "Get up, you will die faster if you lie on the ground..."

No one listened to him. In such a desperate battle, even standing up required courage. Gao Feng jumped to the side again, dodged a falling fireball, picked up a lit spear, and whipped it hard. The attendant on the ground landed on his butt, causing him to scream and jump up.

"Slap them all up and kill the ones who don't obey me..."

At this moment, Gao Feng was like a frontline commander, punching and kicking each of his slaves and attendants, and giving them spears.

While Huo Ya was still looking for A Da, a spear-throwing team of more than ten people was set up on the battlefield by Gao Feng.

"Follow me." Holding the spear in his hand, Gao Feng shouted and rushed forward. Under the effect of the leader, more than a dozen slaves and attendants also rushed up with Gao Feng, and more slaves and attendants rushed forward. They also got up from the ground one after another, found the weapons around them that could be used, and followed closely.

"Wherever I throw it, you throw it there..." After the melee crowd, Gao Feng shouted at the people behind him. At this time, there were already dozens of people in the team shouting in unison. In this case, As long as someone takes the lead, they have found their backbone.

"Throw..." While roaring, Gao Feng threw the throwing spear into the forest of spears on the left. In an instant, a spear fell to the ground. The next moment, dozens of throwing spears rushed in chaotically, causing more spears to be confused. .

"Throw it again..." There was another roar, and the spears were thrown in a much more orderly manner, and the spear formation was shot out alive.

"Throw them all out..." This time there was no need for Gao Feng to demonstrate. Seeing the deserter warriors fall under the spears, all the slaves and attendants found some confidence and started running, throwing out the spears in their hands.

The moment the spear formation was blasted out of the gap, Huya Yada, whose face was covered in blood, was pulled to Gao Feng's side.

Before Gao Feng could say anything, the veteran tribal warrior saw the flaw at a glance and shouted: "Breakthrough, breakthrough."

A breakthrough was a miracle of victory for the tribal warriors. They could no longer hold up under the overwhelming numbers of the desert warriors. When they heard the shouts, they burst into cheers and broke away as quickly as possible, rushing towards the peak. .

Before the tribal warriors rushed in, Gao Feng and the gap-toothed Ada had already approached the spear forest. In the spear formation, the tusk knife was easier to use than the spear, but the saber on the right arm was better.

Throwing out the last spear, he pierced the neck of a wilderness warrior. He stepped aside to pass the spear that was stabbing him diagonally. The tribal warrior's fang knife blocked the third spear for him, and he took the opportunity to squeeze into the spear formation. He came into close contact with the Deserter warrior. Before the Deserter warrior could cross his spear and press towards him, he ducked past the man. The spray of blood spread across the artery of the Deserter warrior's neck, and the extreme dizziness made the Deserter warrior pass by. The human warrior fell to the ground.

Gao Feng is like the God of Death dancing face to face, squeezing in through the gaps of the desert warriors, as dexterous as a fish, but his saber can accurately cut into the hand tendons or arteries of the desert warriors, causing the spears to fall off one after another. More and more people rushed into the pike positions.

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