"Whoosh!"
The swift bone arrow struck like lightning and was right in front of him in a blink of an eye! Before Giowa could react, he felt a sudden pain in his chest and his whole body was shaken by force.
"Bah...bang!"
The sharp arrow shot through the cloth and pierced the bronze armor, making a "bang" sound. Prince Coyote took a step back and hurriedly looked down. The arrow was right in the center, but it did not penetrate the bronze armor.
"Damn it, you shot me in the vital part!"
Giowa was frightened for a moment and looked around, looking for enemies who were attacking him.
Not far away, Wuman was startled. He hit the vital point with an arrow, but the enemy did not fall. The red-haired bodyguard showed a ruthless expression, and with dozens of red-haired men, he rushed forward ten steps again, raised his hand and said
One arrow.
"Whoosh!...Bang!"
The bone arrow hit the bronze armor, and there was another metal impact. Giowa's chest hurt again, as if someone had punched him in the air, and he took a step back. He lowered his head and saw that the arrow still hit him.
At the heart position, it was only two inches away from the previous arrow.
"Damn it, he's such a great shot!"
Giowa glared angrily and finally found the enemy general who was shooting. He was a red-haired canine hunter without any eye-catching clothing. He was holding a large bow that was rare among the Guakili people and was looking over here.
.
"It turns out to be a thick-skinned armadillo..."
Wuman lowered his bow to observe, with an expression of disbelief on his face. He looked at the unharmed leader of Otomi and cursed in a low voice in surprise.
"Damn, you are so thick-skinned!"
More than fifty steps apart, the two looked at each other with awe-inspiring murderous intent. Giowa turned around and shouted orders to the guards. Uman gritted his teeth and shouted to the red-haired people around him.
road.
"Ten steps forward! Fight with the Otomi native dogs on both sides! The red-haired hunter in the middle, shoot the bird king with me!"
After saying that, Uman rushed forward in person. The distance of ten steps was close in an instant. He raised the big bow again and drew it full force. This time, he aimed at the face of the Bird King! Around him, more than thirty people
The elite red-haired hunter also raised his hunting bow and aimed at the vital parts of his head and face.
"Damn it, damn it! The despicable Guakili canine descendant! He actually made a sneak attack!"
Giowa looked at the group of red-haired people aiming at him, trembled all over, and cursed angrily. He threw away the war stick in his hand, raised his shield with both hands, and tried hard to cover his head, face and neck.
"Whoosh whoosh!...Duh-duh!...Bang!"
The red-haired hunters' arrows were all fired, and the whistling rain of arrows brought the trembling sound of death. Most of the bone arrows were shot on the wooden shields, and the rest were accurately pierced on the cloth armor. Giowa bowed his waist and raised the shield.
, it was like walking in a heavy rain, and his whole body was sore from being beaten. But after one round of shooting, there were more than a dozen arrows stuck in his armor, turning him into a hedgehog.
"Damn it! Wild dogs sneaking up on you!"
Giowa tried to stabilize his body and carefully moved his shield away, revealing his observation sight. He was furious, stretched out his finger, pointed in the direction of Uman, and shouted orders to the guards.
"Shoot! Shoot them to death!"
Nearly a hundred personal guards had taken out their long bows and were ready to shoot. Upon hearing the leader's order, they all drew their bows and nocked arrows, took aim, and fired volleys at the opposite side.
After Giowa became the prince, His Highness generously rewarded him with two hundred longbows. Half of them were distributed by him to important nobles and chiefs. The remaining half was used to select elites and follow His Highness' example to form this team of captains and bowmen.
guard.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The sharp copper arrow shot through the air. At this distance, the dog's cloth was like paper, and the captured cotton armor could not withstand it. Uman sensed the danger in advance, fell to the ground suddenly, and hit back hard.
Two rolls.
"Pfft, pfft...ah!"
The arrow only penetrated the flesh, making a penetrating hissing sound, which was immediately covered up by the shrill scream, and fell into Wuman's ears. Wuman lay on the ground, looking beside him covered in dust, and his heart suddenly bleeds.
More than a dozen elite red-haired hunters fell to the ground with arrows in their hands, bleeding profusely and looking like they were dead.
"Swish swish!..."
The longbow guards took aim and fired another ferocious volley, which fell into the rear formation of the canine warriors. More than a dozen canine warriors instantly fell to the ground, and the rear was in chaos. And the front formation, where hundreds of canine warriors were desperately charging,
It was also blocked by the gathered Ottomi warriors.
"Blessed by our ancestors! Form a battle formation and defeat the enemy!"
Giowa waved his shield and shouted loudly to boost the morale of the army. Seeing that the leader came to the front line unscathed, the Otopan warriors were inspired. They shouted and began to fight hard. Soon, the warriors formed a battle formation,
They raised their shields to cover each other and gradually stabilized the battle line.
A canine warrior wildly swung a stone hammer towards the battle formation of the Otomi warriors. He tried his best and smashed forward, but was blocked by the shield of a middle-aged warrior. The middle-aged warrior resisted the dented
The shield was slightly tilted back, and another young warrior beside him swung his war stick and slashed at the enemy's chest and abdomen.
"Zizzi!"
The bright red color of the big cloak spurted out from the chest and abdomen. The canine warrior suddenly raised his head, lost all strength, and fell to the ground. Another canine warrior rushed towards him brandishing a stone spear. The middle-aged warrior once again raised his shield to block, while the young warrior
Slashed diagonally from the side. After a miserable howl, there was another corpse on the ground.
Facing the formed military formation, the damage of the canine warriors began to increase rapidly, and the samurai's losses were significantly reduced. Uman looked around the battlefield, feeling anxious. He retreated among the tribal warriors and directed the elite troops to attack.
"Ouch! Red-haired hunter, disperse your fire and suppress the enemy archers! Tribal warriors, go around to both sides, don't charge directly into the formation!"
The fighting in the mountains was fierce, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. Once the soldiers got into close combat, it was difficult to command again. After hearing Uman's order, only hundreds of tribal warriors who had never fought before accepted the command. They quickly divided into two teams,
He walked diagonally around both sides of the Ottomi military formation, then lowered his body and charged like a hunting dog!
When the charge from the flanks came, the fighting became fierce again. The warrior formations on both wings wavered for a moment and became slightly scattered. The Ottopan warriors and the Guakili warriors were entangled close to each other, like beasts biting each other, launching fatal attacks on each other.
.In just a moment, dozens of people fell!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The red-haired hunters of the canine family straightened up and tried their best to shoot at the longbow warriors. The archers on the opposite side also quickly fired back. The rain of arrows crisscrossed the mountain paths, and many flew into the forest.
The frightened eagle flew away.
The veteran red-haired hunter Toh had red lines on his face and a cold expression. He narrowed his eyes, raised his hunting bow diagonally, and raised his hand to see a sharp bone arrow! Forty steps away, the gray-blue longbow guard came out.
He was hit by an arrow in the face and fell down at the sound.
"Third finger!"
Tuoh nodded slightly and wrote down the number in his mind. Then, he moved slightly again, aimed at another guard, pulled the string to the corner of his mouth, and fired another quick arrow.
"Fourth finger!"
Tuohe counted confidently in a low voice without looking at the shooting results. He had held a bow for more than 20 years, and even his back was a suitable arc for shooting. As long as he shot an arrow, he would know whether it hit or not by feeling.
"ah!"
Sure enough, the other guard let out a shrill scream, his eye was bleeding from an arrow, and he fell to the ground rolling in pain.
The corner of Toh's mouth curled up slightly. After this battle, he can draw four more red lines on his face, and he will definitely surpass Uman and become the first person in the tribe. He moved the hunting bow again and aimed at the next enemy.
, but the roar of death came to my ears!
Seven or eight feather arrows attacked at the same time, focusing on this sharpshooter! Tuohe quickly bowed and moved his steps, but was still pierced by the sharp arrow in the waist and abdomen, and he fell to the ground. Then, another round of arrow rain came.
, and instantly turned him into a bloody man!
The senior hunter lay on the ground, and the soil under him quickly became wet. He finally raised his head and looked at the autumn forest. Some autumn leaves were flying in the air, and then slowly fell, stained with bright red.
"Autumn is...the...cycle of...death...the...return...to...the earth...mother..."
Toh muttered to himself, and his eyes soon lost their look. Surrounding the thick-skinned Giowa leader, warriors from both sides fell like autumn leaves. Two thousand elites fought fiercely, and one-third of them had been killed by this time.
One, but it was filled with reinforcements that arrived!
On the hill, Chief Red Dog clenched his weapon and looked at the battle situation in the distance.
Hundreds of elite red dogs suddenly rushed out, half-enveloping the leader of Otomi, like a snake biting its prey. However, the prey's skin was so thick and frightening that it could not be bitten through, and it was reluctant to let go for a while. Cruel.
The battle is continuing. The Otomi opened the camp gate, and the tribes of the Dog tribes also sent warriors. Reinforcements from both sides continued to arrive, pouring in from both sides, stretching the front longer and longer. It was an unexpected battle.
The decisive battle!
"Chief! The sharpshooter Toh died in battle!"
One of the guards quickly ran up the hill and reported to the Red Dog Chief who was watching the battle.
"What?!"
Chichika clenched his fists with a ferocious expression, like a wild beast that chooses people to devour. Tohe was one of the best shooters under his command, but he died in the unknown mountain road like this! Chief Red Dog hesitated and paced back and forth. He
He turned his head again and looked at the battlefield that had expanded to three to four thousand people, and then looked at Otopan's personal guards whose line was still stable.
"No, we can't fight like this!"
Chichika bit his lip fiercely and made a decision. Although he wanted to have a big fight with the Otomi Dog, it was definitely not a battle with flat terrain and no shelter. The Red Dog Chief said to the kisser next to him.
Wei roared.
"Blow the clarion call for withdrawal!"
"Chief, withdraw the troops?"
"Withdraw troops!"
Chichika growled sharply.
"Let Uman retreat! Send the remaining two thousand warriors to ambush in the forest! Then send envoys to inform other ministries: If the Otomi people pursue them into the mountains and forests, let them never come back!"
The guards nodded and left. Within a moment, the low horns echoed in the mountains. The Guakili people had hunted huge beasts in the north, and this time they used real horns.
"Woo! Woo!..."
Wuman's eyes were red, and he was raising his bow to fire angrily, when the sound of the horn came in the distance. He turned around and looked at the hill where the chief was, but only saw the withdrawal flag. The chief's figure had disappeared.
"What?"
"Woo! Woo!..."
Even in the fierce fighting, the elite red-haired warriors could still remain calm. They looked back, hesitated for a few breaths, and then decisively turned around and retreated.
"Ouch! Let's go!"
Uman looked unwilling, but he could only obey his order. Before leaving, he took one last look at the leader of Otomi who was close at hand. The opponent was covered with arrows, and his shield shot like a brush. At this moment, he turned his head and looked at the horn blower.
Loud hills.
"Where is the leader of the Guakili people?"
Hearing this completely different horn sound, Giowa's expression changed. He looked at the hills not far away, squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then shouted loudly to his guards.
"Wave the command flag and ask the nearest camp to send out troops! Kill towards that hill!..."
While they were talking, the fighting Guakili people suddenly let out a burst of chaotic shouts. Then, they all turned their heads, completely scattered in formation, and fled into the mountains and forests behind. Most of the canine warriors were lightly armed and unarmored, and they were used to running.
They were still walking as fast as flying on the hills, and they were running away very fast. The warriors in the front line were red-eyed and continued to chase the fleeing enemies, and they were about to enter the mountains and forests!
Giowa looked for a moment and saw the birds rising over the forest and the vaguely flashing figures. He decisively took out the conch trumpet and blew it himself.
"Didi! Didi! The whole army retreats!"
"woo woo woo woo!"
The leaders of the two armies issued orders to withdraw. The low horns and sharp conch horns echoed in the mountains at the same time, like a piece of music that suddenly ended. The soldiers on both sides quickly broke away from contact, then calmed down, and turned to
The Chinese army returns.
A cruel battle suddenly broke out, intense for several moments, and then suddenly calmed down. Under the admiring eyes of the warriors, Giowa pulled out the bone arrows on his body, broke them one by one, and threw them on the ground. Then he raised his head,
Look towards the vast sky.
I saw the sun setting in the west, and the red sun dyed through the top of the mountain. At both ends of the long mountain road, the two armies returned to their camps, and resumed their confrontation again after a distance of several miles. In this battle, both sides lost more than a thousand people in total, and almost all of them were killed.
They were elites! The casualties of the two armies were roughly the same. Although the Guakili people were caught by surprise, they did not take advantage of the battle.
Black eagles fell from the sky and pounced on the fresh food. Nothing seemed to happen among the rolling mountains, only the yellow of autumn leaves on the mountain road was dyed into the red of maple leaves.
"Praise the Lord God for His blessing!...Thank you for Your Highness's gift!..."
Giowa held the sun amulet on his chest, held down the strong metal armor, and prayed devoutly toward the sunset. Then, he gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely.
"Despicable Guakili people! When His Highness's army arrives, I will sacrifice you to the Lord God and send them all to heaven one by one!"
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