The battle continues.

The leader of the savages across the river, surrounded by black smoke, howled in rage. He raised his hands and shouted in a strange way, his body twisted and danced for a while, and the miserable green skull mouth in the black smoke opened up, and another green fireball erupted.

The clan boss shouted, and the people on the side of the drawbridge dodged. The soldiers on duty on the arrow tower pulled up the sling with all their strength, and they were about to put the drawbridge away. But the fireball flew right towards the arrow tower with the sling. With a loud bang, the green fireball exploded, and the small half of the arrow tower was blown to pieces, several people on the arrow tower were blown to pieces, and the drawbridge fell down heavily.

The savages let out a cry of excitement, dropped their bows, drew their broadswords from their backs, and rushed down the pontoon bridge with a 'whoosh'.

The leader of the savages roared triumphantly, and a large group of savages rushed out of the dense forest behind him. This wave of savages, up and down a thousand people, also armed with various weapons, rushed towards the tribe with cheers.

Hurried footsteps sounded from behind, and the people of the tribe heard the sound of the horn of the early warning, and grabbed their weapons and rushed towards the bridge. The people of the mountain tribe are prosperous, and there are 13,400 young and strong people who are organized, and all of them are strong and stout heroes.

Zhao Lei didn't know where to take out two long swords, and threw one over to Baili Lin casually.

"Brother, be careful. Hey, otherwise they would have the guts to touch our backing tribe?"

"I'm the same now, it's useless to give it to me, you don't have to worry about me. "Baili Lin can only be a spectator now.

"Okay, be careful yourself, his grandmother's, I'm going to kill him" He howled and rushed forward!

Another dense sound of footsteps sounded, and more than a thousand women strode out of the tribe with strong bows and crossbows. They occupied the high place behind the arrow tower, or the rooftop, or the rock, or the treetops, and drew their bows and shot arrows.

The howls continued to sound, and the wild men who rushed like a frenzied herd of beasts fell on the spot. Thumb-thin arrows sank deep into their bodies, peeking through the other side of their bodies, but not spattering blood.

The wild man who was hit by the arrow howled miserably, and his body twitched for a while, and he suddenly stiffened and died. Like barbarianism, the arrows of the mountain tribes are also quenched with poison, and anyone who is shot by the arrow, even if it is not injured, is absolutely not saved, even if it has good cultivation in qi and blood.

The barbarian leader standing on the other side of the river howled in anger, gritted his teeth and began to twist his ass again, and suddenly two streaks of blood spurted out of his nostrils. The black gas around him floated for a while, and the miserable green skull in the black gas let out a ghostly wolf howl, opened its mouth violently, and spewed out three fist-sized green fireballs in a row.

Several clan elders shouted loudly, and the people standing near the suspension bridge retreated sharply.

Three green fireballs roared across the river and slammed into the drawbridge's head. Three loud noises came, and the ground at the head of the bridge was blasted open with three large craters with a diameter of several feet, and large green flames splashed in all directions, and it was impossible to gain a foothold on the ground for more than a dozen feet.

At this moment, dozens of the tallest and most hideous barbarians with the most embroidery on their bodies had already swooped down on the suspension bridge. They pulled out the small hand axes from their belts and threw them at the people with a roar.

A clan elder hissed and roared, "Shield!"

Dozens of large shields made of several layers of animal skins were erected violently, firmly blocking in front of everyone.

Each of these barbarians carried twelve hand axes, and hundreds of hand axes struck with the sound of breaking wind, and struck heavily on the great shield.

Dozens of villagers holding large shields were shocked back again and again by the huge force on the hand axe, and several people were shocked to spit blood but still straightened their bodies and firmly held up their shields. Bai Li Lin saw that the blood vessels on their arms burst out, the skin of their palms and the muscles of the tiger's mouth were shattered, and blood flowed down the big shield.

At this time, more than a dozen hand axes had already passed through the gap between the large shields and blasted into the ranks of soldiers.

A terrible howl sounded, and more than a dozen tribal soldiers were beaten off the ground by the hand axe, and blood spurted out of their mouths, and one soldier happened to be hit in the chest by the hand axe, his entire chest sank, and several ribs poked out of his back.

Seeing that the hand axe effectively killed and injured the tribal soldiers, the barbarians cheered.

A clan elder suddenly shouted, and the arrows that had just been thinned out suddenly became dense again. More than a thousand able-bodied women shot arrows in unison, and the rain of arrows blocked the suspension bridge. The dozens of savages who had thrown their axes just now screamed, and at least half of them were shot like sieves.

The drawbridge is no more than one foot and five feet wide, and the bridge deck behind it is already crowded with the barbarism of their peers, and the dozen or so barbarians in front of them can't dodge when they see the rain of arrows, so they can only learn from the barbarism of the first wave rushing onto the bridge deck in front, gritting their teeth and jumping off the bridge deck.

I heard the screams continue to sound, and several ferocious river fish shaped like crocodiles, but with a single horn as sharp as a knife on their heads, suddenly emerged from the water. The teeth of these river fish were extremely sharp, and they opened their mouths and pounced on those savages frantically, and the arms and thighs of the savages were bitten off by the river fish, and the blood quickly spread in the river water.

The nearby river was boiling, and I don't know how many ferocious river fish rushed to it, opening their mouths and rushing towards the savages who had fallen into the water.

The arrows kept falling, and the barbarians on the suspension bridge could not advance or retreat, and the situation was extremely embarrassing.

The elder of the clan who used the witchcraft breathed a sigh of relief, and he laughed and said, "These barbarians, they are here to beg for death again. I always come to our tribe three or five times a year to harass us, and every time I return with a fiasco, this is a credit to our tribe!"

The people burst out laughing and enjoyed the wonderful scene of the rain of arrows slaughtering the barbarism.

Just when all the attention of the people was attracted to the savagery on the pontoon, the sky suddenly darkened.

When I looked up, I saw nearly a hundred large eagles with a wingspan of more than five feet falling rapidly from the sky.

With a piercing scream, hundreds of small savages, clad in feathers, and their exposed skin were also covered with various embroidered patterns, and they leapt from the eagle's backs with spears in their hands.

These barbarians landed directly in the ranks of the soldiers, and the spears in their hands stabbed out fiercely at everyone, and the people who came were obviously the elites of the same soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred tribal soldiers were stabbed with spears and fell to the ground in blood.

The eagles swooped straight down at the women who were standing on a high place and shot arrows, and their huge claws flew down, and after grabbing a few women at random, they flew high into the sky, hovering in the air.

The ranks of the soldiers were suddenly a little messy, and the flying arrows suddenly stopped.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lei hissed and roared, "Damn, why did the bird man join forces with them?"

With the addition of the bird barbarian, the battle situation gradually tilted towards the barbarism, seeing that here Baili Lonely had the intention to make a move but could not do anything, now he can walk but he can't do it if he wants to move around, but at this moment.

"Kill the barbarian, kill the barbarian, kill the barbarian!"

Seeing the situation in front of him, several elders of the tribe had gathered together and roared loudly.

For a while, the sound was like thunder, more than 1,000 strong men and more than 1,000 healthy women responded in unison, and the roar of 'killing barbarians' shook the river and tumbled.

A few soldiers were left behind to surround and kill the bird barbarians, and the other hundreds of soldiers clenched their weapons and rushed to the head of the drawbridge. More than a hundred savage screams had already rushed across the drawbridge and were rushing towards this side. If they can't be kept near the bridgehead, once all the wildlings rush into the tribe, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Two of the clan elders took the lead and led the tribal soldiers straight to the bridgehead. Don't look at the two clan elders who are already so old that they can't straighten their waists, but their strength is not smaller than those young people at all, and their moves are even more old-fashioned and spicy, and their moves are all towards those savage fatal points.

The two Li sticks rolled up a black wind, and the two clan bosses screamed and rushed to the bridge. Everywhere they passed, more than a dozen barbarians were beaten by their canes and their bones were broken and their tendons were broken and died on the spot, it was really like two crazy tigers, with a group of tiger cubs frantically killing and blocking the blockers invincible.

The savages were not to be outdone, and they also cried out for blood, and killed the tribesmen with red eyes.

The people of the tribe wanted to drive the barbarians back to the pontoon bridge, but the barbarians wanted to guard the bridgehead to the death to prevent the tribesmen from approaching, just asking more companions to rush into the tribe and kill and plunder on a large scale, the two sides fought together at the bridgehead, and dozens of people were killed by each other in the blink of an eye, and blood and minced flesh were sprinkled all over the ground.

The savage leader standing across the river suddenly let out a strange laugh, and he pulled out a bone knife, chopped off his little finger and stuffed it into the mouth of the miserable green skeleton beside him. The little skeleton chewed on its fingers heavily, and its size suddenly swelled more than a circle.

With a strange roar, the skull that had swelled in a circle opened its mouth and spewed out a dozen miserable green fireballs in one breath.

Flames roared, and fireballs swept across the river, plunging headlong into the ranks of the tribesmen.

The two clan bosses shouted 'miserable', and more than a dozen fireballs exploded at the same time, and more than a hundred tribal soldiers were covered in flames, and in a few breaths they were burned to ashes. With the tribal soldiers have a strong body of blood and blood, but they can't resist this poisonous witchcraft at all, and in an instant, the ranks of the soldiers are in chaos, and more savages rush across the suspension bridge, shouting happily, raising their big swords and long swords, like chopping melons and vegetables, and slashing and killing the injured people like chopping melons and vegetables.

There was a sharp cry in the air, and the woman, who had been caught by the eagle and lifted into the sky, was suddenly thrown from a height of more than a thousand feet above the ground. In just two or three breaths, more than 300 women fell to the ground and fell into flesh. Dozens of women were thrown into the crowd of tribesmen, and more than a dozen people who could not escape were killed or injured.