“Whoosh whoosh!…”
“Whoosh whoosh!…”
The riverside camps in the Lumo River can be roughly divided into two camps: the inner and outer camps. The outer camps are sparse haystacks and huts, used to accommodate the deer. The inner camps are low wooden fences and tents, used for living.
During the winter, fierce and fierce arrow rain first struck back and forth in the outer camps on the east and west sides. Then, the mountain hunters on the south side also quickly arrived at the haystacks and fiercely exchanged fire with the deer archers dozens of steps away.
.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!..."
"Ah...uh!..."
The fighting on the snowy field was so quiet that even if they were a little further apart, the screams would become dull and blurry. The hunters on both sides stared blankly, wearing similar wing armor and different leather robes, silent.
They stood and shot arrows. They did not have the habit of fighting in the kingdom. During the battle, they neither prayed to the gods for blessings nor shouted loudly to try to intimidate the enemy.
The hunters in the snowfield are used to silence, which is as cold and dead as the snow in the north. They shoot at each other, get close to each other, draw their bows and release arrows, their eyes are as sharp as eagles. The words "doo" on their wing armor
The arrows were hit by the arrows, and the bone arrows also rubbed against the leather armor, and the arrows became more and more accurate.
Then, people on both sides were shot in the vital organs one after another, making short screams and falling over in the snow. The injured soldiers shed bright red blood, lost their temperature rapidly in the cold wind, and soon lost the ability to fight.
However, the attacking mountain hunters were getting closer and closer, while the defensive deer hunters did not retreat at all. The two sides gradually got closer, until they could see each other's eyebrows, they all dropped their bows and arrows, picked up stone axes and spears, and roared
Crash!
"Roar! Kill them!..."
"Kill!...die!..."
As the mountain hunters rushed into the outer camp, the exchange of bows and arrows on the east and west sides first turned into face-to-face chopping and stabbing. The hunters on both sides wielded stone axes and stabbed stone spears, fighting in a melee, and began to issue threats.
Howling angrily, letting out a hurt wail.
The howl passed through the snowfield and reached the south. The strong warrior captain Shi Jian held up his shield, squinted his eyes and looked for a while, and finally felt certain.
"Blessed by the Lord God! These snow tribes have amazing shooting skills and fast movement speed...but they are not very good at close combat! They have no killing skills, no formation rules, and no team coordination...Obviously, they have no experience.
Even if there is a large-scale killing, not enough people are killed...but it is a bit like the dog-born when the kingdom just surrendered!..."
"Whoosh!..."
A bone arrow struck with precision, grazed the held-up shield, and was heavily nailed to Shi Jian's bronze helmet. Even with the leather lining, Shi Jian's forehead hurt from the shock. His heart shivered, and he quickly bowed slightly.
He stood up, covered his head with his shield, and cursed in a low voice.
"Damn it! These damn tribal sharpshooters are really accurate in their archery! I'll rush up and chop you to death later!..."
“Whoosh whoosh!…”
Hunting captain Mu Quan led four teams of hunters. While suppressing it with ferocious arrows, he covered the kingdom's heavy-armored warriors and approached within twenty steps. Zuvalo stood fifty steps away and saw the situation on the entire battlefield, making a slight estimate.
After a while, the horn of charge was blown!
"Woo! Woo!"
"Charge! Bless the Lord God! Dedicate yourself to the Lord God!"
"Dedicate yourself to the Lord God!"
The warrior captain Shi Jian let out a roar, then raised his shield high and rushed towards the camp in front of him. Several feather arrows were nailed hard on the shield, but they could not stop his charging pace. Behind him, there were enough
Four teams of warriors and sailors from the kingdom also shouted loudly at the same time, trotting and charging!
This torrent of heavy armor was like a heavy hammer that had been charging for a long time and was suddenly launched. It hit the waist of Lumohe River and knocked down the four or five teams of deer hunters defending the south directly to the ground!
"Bang! Bang!"
“Click!…”
A skilled deer hunter dropped his bow, with red eyes and gritted teeth, he pulled out a stone ax and slashed at the side of Shi Jian's neck. Shi Jian, the warrior captain, skillfully raised his shield sideways with his left hand to block the opponent's chop.
A quick and smooth swing with his right hand hit the opponent's thigh. The deer hunter trembled all over, and immediately became unsteady on his feet, and his body reflexively stooped. Then, he trembled violently, and his pupils contracted painfully, but
Having a close-fitting copper ax scratched his neck, it was like he was approaching to die!
"Bah! Wow!…"
Blood red splashed, staining the copper armor on the cloth. Shi Jian turned his head sideways to avoid the spurting blood, but suddenly felt pain in his waist.
"when!"
"Um?"
The stone spear pierced the bronze cloth armor, but was blocked by the tough armor. Shi Jian quickly turned around and saw a round face of disbelief and surprise. Just a moment later, a sharp copper ax slashed at him,
Cut off half of the fragile neck connecting this round face.
"Bah! Wow!…"
Shi Jian quickly wiped his face to prevent the blood from freezing on his face. He looked around and saw a mass of carnage.
The warriors of the kingdom looked excited and used their honed killing skills to knock down the howling enemies in pairs. The tribal hunters in the North were tall and strong, wearing two or three layers of armor, and slashed with one hand like crazy.
, the two-handed battle ax can even directly cut through the enemy's wing armor.
The stone axes and spears used by the deer hunters to fight back weakly hit the bronze cloth armor and double-layered leather armor. They were far less threatening than their sharp and accurate bows and arrows!
"Ancestor! These...these Haibu warriors are so fierce when fighting in close combat!"
Hunting captain Mu Quan's eyes widened in shock as he watched eighty heavily armored Kingdom warriors charge into the camp unstoppably. In just a moment, they cut down more than forty hunters from the Lutai River Department, and
Only a few of his own were injured.
Facing these ferocious and heavy-armored warriors who could not be cut down, the remaining nearly a hundred tribesmen in the south finally couldn't resist! They let out a cry of despair, turned around and fled towards the inner camp of Muzha.
If the chasing tribal sailors catch up, they will lose the will to continue fighting. They will just drop their weapons, kneel in the snow, and surrender to these tall and brave warriors...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Roar! Blessed by the ancestors and the sacred mountain! The south side is broken!... Everyone, charge with me! Fight in and kill on both sides!..."
The hunting captain Mu Quan roared excitedly, and led the four teams of Wenquan mountain hunters to rush into the broken camp, and then split up to kill on the east and west sides. The warrior captain Shi Jian took a breath and also sent out his manpower.
, to support the flanking attack from both sides.
"Ah! Ancestors of Renlu! Please! Save us..."
"Ancestral spirits! The tribe is going to die...the totem is going to be gone too!..."
Soon, the deer hunters who were fighting on the east and west sides collapsed and fled one after another under the attack from both sides. When Mu Tu, who had bypassed the glacier, led three teams of elites to attack from the north, the final sharp blade was inserted.
Camp... The entire Lutai River tribe, except for the more than a hundred warriors who were dead or injured, and the remaining more than 700 tribal people, fell into a complete rout!
More than four hundred women and children from the Lutai River tribe were shivering and were driven from all directions. They gathered near a low tent and were guarded by a team of hunters from the mountain tribe. According to the tradition of the ice field, even hostile tribes would not
If you kill them wantonly, they will be merged into the victorious new tribe.
As for the remaining three hundred men, half of them knelt down in despair and surrendered, and a small number staggered to escape on the snowy field. However, they did not have sleds, so they could not escape far at all, nor could they escape the ensuing pursuit. Therefore, the hunters in the mountains also first
Ignore them.
The resistance in the entire camp was reduced to the last fifty die-hard deer hunters! Under the leadership of Chief Lutaihe, they gathered between the strong fences of the inner camp and stepped on the low and thick tents. And relying on
With this thin layer of obstruction and some terrain, they drew their heavy bows and shot arrows desperately at the mountain hunters surrounding them!
“Whoosh whoosh!… Whoosh whoosh!…”
"Phew! The last resistance, the dying resistance...witness the Lord God! These deer hunters are all top marksmen! It would be a pity to kill them like this..."
The overall situation was decided, and the exploration captain Zuvalo put on thick armor and entered the open camp of the Lutai River. Seeing his appearance, the warriors and sailors of the kingdom bowed their heads respectfully and saluted, praising the Lord God for his blessing.
The surrounding mountain hunters looked a little strange, even a little disdainful.
According to the custom in the snowfield, the leader of the hunting team is the most courageous hunter. Even the big leader Mu Dog personally went into battle, rushed into the camp to fight, and was hit by an arrow in the knee... And the leader of the Haibu was so well-dressed
armor, and have been hiding behind to watch the battle?
"Captain Zuvarro, the Lord God has sent down his divine power!... We have brought some gunpowder arrows, which can light up the tents of the Deer Department's inner camp..."
The warrior captain Shi Jian pursed his lips and pointed at the more than 50 elites of the Lutai River who were struggling due to the terrain. These elite hunters looked like they were fighting to the death. Their formations were so dense and their arrows were accurate.
It's scary... If you rush in and fight with them, you will definitely lose several warriors! It's better to set a fire and set all their tents on fire...
"Hmm...gunpowder arrows...ignite the tent..."
The exploration captain Zuvalo pondered for a while, then looked at the chief of the Lutai River tribe who was trapped in Yudou, and then at the mountain hunters who were only surrounding and shooting arrows, but did not charge immediately. He probably waited for the cheap father-in-law Mu Dog to come over, and the warriors who rushed to attack the enemy were probably
The task still has to be handed over to Kaibu's heavily armored warriors. That's not as good as...
"Shi Jian, send two people to drag our Rain God Tiger Crouching Cannon over!"
"Ah? Captain, use the Tiger Crouching Cannon?"
"Well, the Lord God has sent down thunder! In front of so many Yamabu and Shikabe, it is the best time to show the power of the Lord God!..."
The exploration captain Zuvalo's eyes flashed, and after a moment's thought, he had a plan. He took another look at the strange expressions of the mountain hunters around him, then took off his heavy bronze armor and wing armor, lit a torch, and suddenly
Let’s dance the priest’s dance!
"Ah! The supreme God! On the high Snake Mountain, on the divine peak of the ancestors! He controls the sun, He controls the vegetation and the earth, He controls the storms and seas, and he controls thunder and fire!..."
"Ah! Mulu Alashanwa! I am the ancestor of the Kaibu who descended from the sea! I will light the fire with my own hands, ignite the great shaman's magic weapon, and let the Lord God's unrivaled thunder descend!..."
Zuvalo waved a torch, sang loudly, and danced mysterious sacrificial dances, attracting the attention of all hunters, whether they were friends or foes. These eyes were full of complex emotions. Many people were surprised, many were confused, and some
Even more people don't believe it, and there are also expectations from everyone in "Haibu"...
"Huh? What is this?"
"It's like a shaman's seance."
"Can the leader of Haibu also be able to summon gods?"
"I can't tell! He is so young, can he communicate with his ancestors?"
"He seems to be carrying something, the magical weapon of the Great Shaman of Kaibu, that golden pipe..."
"Huh? The great shaman of Kaibu? I've never heard of it...Does this golden magic weapon really work?..."
"Lord God bless you! Give me the power of thunder!"
When hundreds of people's eyes were focused on him, Zuvalo finally finished the ritual dance. Then, with a pious look on his face, he shouted the name of the main god, stretched out his torch, and lit the loaded Tiger Crouching Cannon.
.And the slightly smoking muzzle was facing Chief Lu Taihe who was dozens of steps away...
This chapter has been completed!