Lance's alarm was like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of the carnival crowd.
Then uncontrollable fear began to spread among the crowd.
What is the size of the enemy that caused the White Armor warriors to sound such a dire alarm?
Even if you think about it casually, you know that it is definitely not a simple sneak attack!
Current situation……
Neither Alva nor Isaiah were in the village.
The time chosen by the enemy was extremely vicious, and it happened to be when all the soldiers were dispatched.
Let the remaining old, weak and disabled fight against sneak attack enemies, and the failure rate will be infinitely magnified.
"Everyone hide, all the men of the White Armor clan who can still move, follow me to hold the last line of defense!"
I saw the sparse comrades gathered around me, and I also saw the expressions of those in the village who were looking forward to death.
Lance gritted his teeth.
He must not be regarded as a sinner of the Baijia clan.
Today, even if you die, you can't let the safari regiment break into the tribe.
A man should die with honor!
"Give me the shield!" With a roar, Lance took the bone shield thrown from the side and jumped onto the wall, roaring loudly.
"The stars give us the glory, in the name of warriors!"
"Cut back the sons of the Red Stone Tribe."
The burly Lance allowed the woman in charge of medical treatment to tie the bleeding tie on him.
Then, Lance rushed back out the door with blood all over his body.
In an instant, all the men on guard looked at the burly figure, their eyes turning red little by little.
"Roar!"
"kill!"
More than thirty white-armored men of various ages rushed towards the tribe's entrance howling.
Even Lance, who was seriously injured, could fight like this. What else could they, the warriors stationed in the tribe, not do?
The sound of crashing sounded one after another.
It was the sound of bones and armor rubbing together and people running.
…
Mu Fan, who was talking to Nuo Nuo, stopped talking.
He looked at the girl's worried eyes and smiled gently.
"I'll be back as soon as I go."
…
outside the tribe.
For a moment, I don't know if there were dozens or hundreds of figures walking through the grass, quickly approaching the east gate of the tribe.
The strange whining sound is as unpleasant as a crow.
Looking down from mid-air, those figures are like the rapidly rising tide at high tide.
A White-armored sentry standing on the high platform had just lit the brazier.
Whoosh!
A crossbow arrow suddenly pierced out from the side of the ground, piercing through the eye socket of the Baijia warrior and engulfing his tail feathers.
With a muffled groan, the strong white-armored warrior fell heavily.
"This time, if I don't slaughter your tribe completely, how can I explain it to Chief Basil, Jie Jie?"
Erratic laughter flashed through the grass.
A tall and thin man with a black animal skin wrapped around his chin looked back with mockery in his eyes.
A crossbow turned out of the phantom and was put back on the waist.
Time is short, of course he knows.
But there are no two elite battle groups of the Baijia clan, and there are no two soul figures.
Among the centurions of his majestic Red Stone Tribe are the hunter Ludwig, and... who can stop him!?
Looking at the few figures rushing out of the east gate of the White Armor Tribe, Ludwig's eyes were filled with cruelty.
His dark skin made his eyes look particularly cold and terrifying.
"kill!"
He shouted loudly.
In an instant, the soldiers of the safari regiment around him rushed forward like a group of maned dogs.
Tear apart this weak defense line, and the rest will be massacre!
"hehe."
Laughter flashed by.
…
boom!
White bones flew into the air, and the Baijia tribe's flying axes chopped down a group of hunting warriors.
But the next second, the speed of those safari warriors surged again, howling and rushing towards them.
Three people pounced on one person.
A Baijia warrior who was at the forefront had just used the ax in his hand to chop down an enemy, and the next second his strong body was hit hard by three dog-legged machetes at the same time.
"ah!"
With a roar, the white-armored warrior's neck was almost cut off. After gripping an enemy, he slumped to his knees.
"Qingdun."
boom.
In an instant, the shields overlapped and hit the ground heavily.
This is the land warfare defense of the White Armor Clan.
With a very small number of guards, they must use their lives to build an iron wall to stop the enemy.
"Throwing axe."
Behind him, the children who had just turned ten years old rushed over and handed over the throwing axes.
The little fat boy Enoch was among them.
He looked into the distance with hatred in his eyes.
It’s these damn Redstone tribesmen who always find ways to attack their homes.
They all deserve to die, deserve to die!
Looking at the corpse with most of its neck cut off, Enoch held back tears.
That was Uncle Cobham, who always gave him delicious food. His pickled dried meat was even more delicious than what grandma made.
Now he died at the gate of the village just to protect their safety.
The children of the Baijia tribe looked outside the tribe with silent and hateful eyes.
In today's battle, either you die or I die.
They are ready!
"Chi~"
A sneer sounded under the night sky.
An erratic voice came from a distance, "Stupid bears of the White Armor Clan, you are like tortoises in the river now, where is the attack you are so proud of?"
A sharp whistle sounded.
A dense barrage of crossbow arrows was shot from outside, pushing back the Baijia warrior who had just poked his head out.
Occasionally, a crossbow bolt would pass through the gap from a tricky angle, seriously injuring the warrior behind the shield.
Moreover, the safari regiment that was besieging them dispersed in an instant.
Large dark figures were like evil spirits rushing towards the spreading high wall.
Seeing this scene, Lance, who was holding his shield, felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.
These safari corps just want to slaughter the tribe!
Lance's eyes turned red instantly.
This strong man stopped thinking about anything else, raised his head and roared: "Block those bastards."
"Hahaha, a stupid bear will always be a stupid bear."
"How come the same grassland breeds stupid creatures like you?"
"From now on, I will kill thousands of people... Lud... Wei Ge!"
The voice suddenly changed from slow to cold!
The machete ripped through the air and roared.
puff.
A warrior who had just responded to the call and left the shield formation to resist had his large head flying up instantly.
Behind the gushing blood fountain, a dog-legged machete suddenly appeared.
Dark skin.
Dark animal skin covers his face.
Those glowing green eyes are really like a hungry wolf on the grassland, with cruelty, violence, and the excitement of succeeding in a plan!
"Ludwig Song!"
"The ruthless hunters of the Redstone Safari Corps!"
A series of low shouts sounded from behind the defensive line.
All the children covered their mouths at the same time.
Ludwig's reputation is far more resounding than that of the beast-controlling elders and young patriarchs in the Baijia clan.
Legend has it that he is a demon who hunts and eats his enemies.
Both Isaiah and Alva once tried to kill each other, but they were always avoided by the other side in various ways.
For a moment, little Enoch felt some pressure on his heart.