Nazar is rough and enthusiastic, but as a chief, he must consider his tribe.

So Nazha said, "Chief Yun, are we attacking together and sharing the spoils together, or what?"

Yang Muyun asked: "Chief Nazha, is there any other plan besides attacking together?"

"Of course!" Nazar said: "We can also agree that we will fight this threshold and enjoy all the spoils. When you fight the next threshold, you will enjoy all the spoils."

If one side is a team of 100 people and the other side is a team of 100 people, those with fewer people will either leave or be merged into the team of 100 people.

However, the two teams of thousands have almost the same number and their strengths are not the same (think of oneself), so we have to talk carefully.

Yang Muyun was here to visit and didn't care about these details at all, so he said, "Chief Nazha, you can see, it's OK, I have no objection!"

Nazha glanced at the small pass in front of him. The city wall was only more than one hundred steps horizontally, and the height was only four or five positions. The stones on the wall were clearly dug, and the gaps in the stones were not filled and flattened.

, It must be a new creation, and it is not difficult to conquer it, but there will be no good things inside.

So he said: "We each dispatch a team of 100 people to see who will climb to the city first. The winning side can enjoy the spoils exclusively. How about it?"

Yang Muyun nodded and then passed the bet between the two sides to his family. Cheers suddenly rang behind him, and races screamed and asked for battle.

Although the pass ahead is small, there are quite a few people stationed inside, about 300 people, and the weapons are well-equipped, all of them are armored steel guns. There are also a large number of rolling wood and stones piled up on the city walls. There are also a few linoleums covered in secret.

The big guy from Bu was obviously ready to stick to it.

Attacking such a barrier is not difficult, but it is definitely not easy. Especially when the limit is 100 people, it will test the quality of the subordinates and the command ability of the commander.

Yang Muyun glanced at his subordinates.

Is it a bit of a foul if 100 elephant-headed men? What's more, I don't have so many elephant-headed men.

Sending 100 dragon warriors is a bit bullying. Not to mention the human guards on the pass, even the barbarians of the Cedar Tribe can be destroyed together.

In the end, Yang Muyun sent two elephant-headed men to suppress the elephant-headed men remotely, and eight taurens were responsible for covering the elephant-headed men.

Then, goblin archers were sent to wander under the city wall, accurately shooting at the human defenders on the city wall, with pig heads and thick skin and thick flesh, responsible for siege.

When dispatching troops, Yang Muyun felt that 100 people were a bit too many, 10 Goblin Archers and 10 Pigheads, a total of 0, and even more, it would be a bully for children.

But there is no need to be too high-profile at this time, just one hundred are just one hundred.

Looking at the other side, the Cedar Tribe selected 100 barbarian warriors and formed several small circles, and then a few shaman-like old men danced in the circle.

Seeing this scene, Ying said, "Those shamans are blessing the barbarian warriors. The war songs sang by the shamans can awaken the bloodlines in the bodies of the barbarian warriors and make them burst out with stronger combat power."

At this time, a tall warrior knelt down in front of the shaman on one knee. The shaman held the warrior's head with both hands and roared a syllable from his mouth. The warrior also repeated, the shaman roared again, and the warrior repeated again.

The warrior's body was like a tire that was swelling, bulging little by little, and the muscles were exaggerated, and the thick blood vessels thrust, as if they could pierce the skin constraints at any time.

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On the third time, the soldier hit the ground with his knees, his body suddenly jumped up, his fists were clenched with his hands, and his neck was roaring towards the sky. A powerful aura swept around him as the center, and the dust on the ground was spinning up.

The shaman held the ox-horned helmet in his hands and pressed it against the warrior's head, then pointed to the city wall: "Go! Warriors of the Cedar Tribe!"

This scene also infected other barbarian warriors, and they all roared, then grabbed their weapons, rushed towards the city wall.

The human soldiers on the city walls have long been prepared for defense.

But when the human soldiers saw the dense army of barbarians, they became instinctively afraid, especially the newly enlisted soldiers, who were trembling and trembling.

Fortunately, the commander's explosive sound exploded in his ears, and the recruits felt like they were being stuffed into a big bell, and someone rushed from outside with a hammer.

The soul is like a violently shaking tuning fork, breaking out of its body and swaying left and right.

Finally, when the tremor in the soul stopped, the recruit finally possessed his soul and felt the pulsation of his heart, the heat of his breathing, and the coldness of the weapons in his hands.

At this time, the tarpaulin felt was uncovered, and several crossbows with dark light all over their bodies appeared. The sturdy sound of winding strings sounded, accompanied by the sound of rolling balls creaking.

The crossbow pushed forward, and the sharp front end inserted into the observation port on the city wall little by little.

Whoosh!

The crossbow arrow penetrates the observation port.

The running barbarian immediately felt the arrival of danger, and all the members facing the direction of the crossbow arrow were dispersed left and right, or suddenly accelerated and rolled, or suddenly jumped and jumped high.

All four crossbow arrows were a little short of a hit, and the barbarians cheered and expressed their contempt for humanity.

But at this time there was another sharp roar.

There was a crossbow in the previous round that did not fire, but was quietly waiting for the opportunity. This time he waited and aimed directly at a jumping barbarian.

boom!

The barbarian picked up was like being hit by a bison, and his body was shocked suddenly. The crossbow arrow with a thick wrist penetrated into his chest and stabbed out from his back. It was restricted by the barbarian's solid muscles and did not penetrate completely, but it also brought him a

He flew back for a distance with the barbarian body.

The barbarian howled in pain, and then blood light spread on his body, and a strong blood flame overflowed from the forty-eight thousand pores, slowly rising around his body.

laugh!

The crossbow arrow hit the ground, but the barbarian walked forward expressionlessly, one step, one step...

The arrow shaft rubbed against the sternum, making a squeaking sound, but the barbarian walked as fast as hesitation without any pause or hesitation.

The barbarians in front of them made way and avoided the two sides like a tide, as if the crazy tribe was more terrifying than the humans on the city wall.

When the recruit on the city wall saw this scene, he exclaimed, "God, is this a devil?"

The calm and composed veteran commander was surprisingly panicked. The attack just now was a little bit off and failed to hit the barbarian's heart. Not only did he not kill the enemy, but he also made the barbarian crazy.
Chapter completed!