This group of enemies who suddenly attacked quickly began to retreat backwards after firing a round of bow and arrow volleys.
All tactics and timing were masterfully grasped.
Unfortunately, the enemy they faced this time was too powerful.
For the Red Armored Warriors, if they can still let the opponent run away at this distance, then they are no longer the core combat power of the Red Armored Sect.
The moment after the feather arrow flew in, the outermost team of the Red Sect rushed towards the direction from which the feather arrow flew almost at the same time.
The remaining units also quickly followed the attack formation and attacked the target in all directions.
Their reactions are extremely fast, and they can complete distance prediction, direction locking, pursuit formation tactics, etc. in an instant.
These settings have been ingrained in their bone marrow through long-term cruel training and countless battles, and have become an instinctive reaction.
At the same time, their movements are very fast, like lightning!
Lotta and the two hundred warriors were not naive enough to think that they could really escape from the Red Cult at such a close distance.
The shooting range of the feather arrow is within a range of 150 meters. Luota's estimated retreat distance must be at least a thousand meters, and then he will fight to the death with all his strength.
However, the strength of the Red Sect is still far beyond Luota's imagination.
As soon as the retreat reached a distance of about 500 meters, a vanguard guard of the red warriors had already arrived first.
Lotta knew that they could no longer retreat at this time, and it was time to defend their ideals and promises with their lives.
"Brothers, it is the happiest thing in my life that I, Lotta, can die with you today. When we get down there, we will still be brothers, and we will kill for our people!"
Luota shouted loudly with red eyes, drew out his long knife and rushed towards the opponent's vanguard team.
The other two hundred warriors followed closely behind, like a group of hungry beasts.
Since there is no way to avoid it, just take the initiative to attack!
Perhaps because of hatred, or perhaps because they were determined to die, Lotta and the two hundred warriors unleashed their great potential.
In the first round of charge, facing the thirty-man red armored vanguard guard, it seemed from the scene that they actually had a slight advantage.
Even the first time they met, they chopped down two red armored soldiers to the ground before they had time to recover.
But this situation only lasted a few seconds.
Because the opponent is a red warrior after all, the disparity in strength between the two sides is really huge.
Even though they have an absolute numerical advantage, even though they have exploded with amazing potential at this time.
But it is still like a mad rabbit facing a calm tiger. No matter how desperate the rabbit is and how much potential it has unleashed, it is still just a rabbit.
The thirty-man red armored vanguard guard probably did not expect that the other party would actually dare to launch a countercharge against them, so it hesitated for a few seconds, resulting in some small losses.
But they quickly adjusted and began to launch a fierce counterattack against Lotta and the two hundred warriors.
The twenty-eight red armored vanguard guards, like twenty-eight sharp red sickles, walked among the two hundred warriors like lightning, harvesting their lives.
After just one encounter, two hundred warriors fell in pieces, losing at least fifty people.
At this time, the various units of the red warriors who were pursuing the pursuit had also pressed forward.
Lotta knew that if this continued, they would all be annihilated in a short while.
Although when they set out, they had already made up their minds to die.
However, death is only their means, they must also complete their mission as much as possible.
The later they die and the greater the trauma they cause to the red warriors, the easier it is for them to achieve their strategic goals.
But the strength of both sides is too great. If they continue to fight like this, they may not be able to last even one minute.
"Brothers, I will give you a sample, everyone follow me!"
Lotta shouted angrily, and suddenly threw the weapon in his hand towards a red armored soldier with a whoosh.
This is quite sudden, because on the battlefield, weapons are life, and no one will give up their weapons voluntarily.
Therefore, the red armored soldier could not help but be slightly stunned for a moment.
But this didn't affect anything. Soon he was able to easily block the flying weapons with his sword.
But when he was about to move forward and kill the opponent, Luota suddenly made a diving leap, and his whole body dived towards the lower body of the red armored soldier.
The red armored soldier quickly turned the blade of his knife and slashed towards Luo Ta's shoulder, hoping to use this move to force the opponent to withdraw.
However, Lotta was completely indifferent and allowed the not-so-fast knife to hit him hard on the shoulder.
He suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged one of the opponent's legs, then opened his mouth and bit the opponent's leg hard!
The red armored soldier was caught off guard, and a piece of flesh was bitten off his calf. He let out a scream, and instinctively slashed towards Lotta's back with the knife in his hand.
The red armored soldier's sword was extremely sharp, and the muscles, bones, and meridians on Lota's back were chopped into pieces, and even the entire lower body and upper body were only connected by a little flesh.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air.
Lotta was like a crazy beast again. Even though only his upper body was left, he was still biting the red armored soldier's legs crazily.
Until he swallowed his last breath, Lotta's teeth were biting on the opponent's calf bone.
One of the red soldier's lower legs was completely destroyed, a large piece of skin and flesh was chewed off, and even the bones were bitten off.
The rest of the people, like Lota, threw the weapons in their hands and started fighting with the opponent using the most primitive methods.
Compared with the red soldiers, their individual combat effectiveness is like the difference between weeds and big trees.
Compared with the red armor, their overall team combat effectiveness is as different as dust and boulders.
Therefore, they can only adopt the most primitive and barbaric way of this animal!
At this moment, they returned to the most primitive and barbaric ancient times where they drank hair and blood, and they turned back into crazy beasts.
After the battle, the vegetation on the ground was dyed red, the soil was soaked with blood, and minced meat and internal organs were scattered everywhere.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and fishy stench.
Even the red armor, who was as cold as steel and seemed to never have any emotions, was shocked by the scene in front of him.
They have faced countless powerful enemies, and this team of 200 people must be among the last in strength among all the opponents they have faced.
But it must be the enemy that shocks them the most and respects them the most!