The Overseer's face changed drastically, and Lin Nan came on the field with a backup? This means that he should be the captain? The Overseer said in disbelief: "Sage, please think twice!"

If you tell the news to the four warriors waiting outside, let a person who has just come to the tribe for a few days become their captain, or in a life-and-death battle where his life is at stake, what will Lin Nan do to serve the public?

The Overseer, though he had great longing for the saint, thought that the order was too blind.

"I've made up my mind. Lin Qiyuan's face was solemn: "Lin Nan led the remaining four people into the forest, all actions must be obeyed by him, Lin Nan's order is mine!"

The Overseer was shocked and did not dare to refute it.

He didn't know how he was feeling when he walked out of the tent and told the warriors the news.

The overseer glanced at Lin Nan with a complicated expression, this young man didn't seem to realize what it meant to be the captain at all, even if there was a saint's order, there was no guarantee that those warriors would obey after entering the forest.

Sure enough, outside the tent, four strong men were looking at the Overseer expectantly, clutching their weapons and eager to go into the jungle.

The first bearded man carried two stone axes on his shoulders, and he was very authoritative in the Tuerdo tribe, and he was almost a sure backup captain. If Lin Nan doesn't show up.

The Overseer sighed, he pointed at Lin Nan and said, "The sage has ordered, the five of you will enter the jungle immediately, and Lin Nan will be the captain this time." ”

The faces of the four strong men changed drastically.

"What are you kidding, letting a hairy boy command us?"

"Do you want everyone to be a babysitter for him? He hasn't even killed a tiger!"

"No, I want to see the saint!"

The bearded man nicknamed 'Iron Head' was furious, pushing the Overseer away and heading into the tent.

At this moment, a hand stopped in front of him.

The iron head was stunned, then he was furious, and looked at the owner of the white palm. "Boy, if you are interested, get out of the team for me, you don't need to interfere in the family affairs of the Tuerdo tribe!"

Lin Nan said lightly: "The saint has already given an order, and my order will be carried out in person with the saint, do you have any opinions?"

Iron Head frowned, he looked at the Overseer, only to see the Overseer nod helplessly.

"Why! Why do you want this hairy boy to be the captain?" roared the iron head unwillingly.

But he saw Lin Nan walking towards the jungle without looking back, "Everyone is following, the warriors of the Tuerdo tribe are bleeding and dying!

This sentence immediately shut everyone up.

The strong men such as the iron head glanced at each other and entered the jungle one after another, even if Lin Nan was the captain, it was another matter whether everyone listened to his orders or not.

After entering the jungle, Iron Head realized that something was wrong.

Lin Nan's jumping movement on the tree was very light, not like a raw hand, but the sound he made was smaller than everyone else's, and he couldn't find it if he didn't prick up his ears and listen.

The iron head squinted his eyes and hummed in his heart: "It's just a small skill, the real fight relies on strength!"

After marching in the jungle for half an hour, Lin Nan at the front suddenly stopped, he hid in the dense canopy with a serious expression, and made a silent gesture to everyone.

"What's going on?" Iron Head looked at him angrily, now he was in a hurry, and he couldn't afford to stay for a while, this hairy boy was really useless except for his body.

At this moment, Lin Nan shot an arrow with a bow and shot into the dense forest in the distance with a whoosh.

"What is he doing?" asked a strong man, puzzled.

The manufacture of each wooden arrow takes a lot of time, and there is not much stock in the tribe, even in a war like a life-and-death battle, each person is only allocated fifteen, so it can be said that one less is used once.

Iron Head's face was full of pain, and he was about to roar angrily, but his ears suddenly moved, and he heard a scream in the distance.

Everyone was stunned.

At this time, Lin Nan's face softened, "Let's go, go over and take a look, be careful, there may be other ambushes." ”

The iron head scratched his hair absurdly, at a distance of nearly 100 meters, there were so many trees to cover it, how did he find the enemy and kill him with one blow?

Remembering that Lin Nan happened to hit the crossbow arrow with a small pebble last night, this made Tietou's heart move, and he looked at him incredulously.

Could it be that this kid is a sharpshooter, so the saint sent him as the captain?

When everyone pushed forward, they found the man who was shot by Lin Nan's arrow.

It was a man in the prime of life covered in oil paint, who had fallen from a tree, his eyes widening unwillingly, and a pool of blood beneath him.

It's dead.

Tietou and the others were dumbfounded, the arrow shot by Lin Nan was impartial, and it hit this person's temple right away, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Fake, right? I can understand that I found an enemy from a hundred meters away and shot it, but it should have been a coincidence that I shot through the temple. The iron head swallowed his saliva, and looked at Lin Nan with a hint of fear in his eyes.

In the jungle fight, the biggest advantage is those sharpshooters! The terrain in the jungle is complex, the trees are dense and numerous, and it is extremely suitable for hiding, and the powerful sharpshooters can often kill four or five with one kill.

But the iron head was on Lin Nan's face, and there was not the slightest look of joy in sight. Lin Nan walked solemnly to the corpse and groped up and down it.

"Without internal strength, it seems that the sun god is not omnipotent, and if everyone is blessed to the point of Tamon, this battle will not be fought. ”

Lin Nan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and immediately, he found a small crossbow arrow on this dead native.

It is also a product of the Black Bull Company, this kind of thing is simply a big killer in jungle warfare, instantaneous, and the speed is far faster than a bow and arrow, which is unguardable.

Lin Nan hung the crossbow arrow on his waist, and then waved his hand, "Go ahead and support the rest of the tribe!"

Tietou didn't resist the order this time, he nodded silently and followed behind Lin Nan.

…

At the edge of the hunting ground, there is an exposed ridge with a large rushing river in between.

In the same way, if someone wants to survive in secret, they can simply dive into the river and follow the downstream to escape.

But Madden did not allow himself to do that!

He is the strongest warrior of the Tuerdo tribe, and the light of the saint protects him at all times, even if he dies, Madden will die under the glory of the saint!

"Damn, I got an arrow in the thigh and the speed is getting slower and slower. ”

Madden was sweating profusely, and he had many scars on his body from being scratched by tree branches, and he would never have made such a low-level mistake in normal times, but the chasing soldiers behind him were very tight, and coupled with the arrow in the thigh, his physical strength gradually failed.

"I guess two hours at the most, and I'll be done. ”

A grim look crossed Madden's face.

When he remembered the previous battle with the people of the Mengyahe tribe, he felt palpitations from the small bow and crossbow that the other party had pulled out.