Ji Thief said this, not because he was proud of no one, but to tell the truth, as far as the scheming little Jiujiu like a primitive person is compared, he really can't be on the stage if he compares it with himself in later generations.

Even if you are smart? Are there few smart people you have ever seen? Which one is your opponent when you play scheming.

Ah Zhi, hehe, that was when he didn't meet me before.

When you meet me, I will brand you as a second Achi, the mentally retarded Zhi.

Wait, this kind of words seem to scold Achi too, well, Achi is the wisdom of wisdom, well, this explanation is perfect.

Looking at the confidence on his face, Ah Hu couldn't help but be stunned, and then nodded, saying in his heart that the patriarch may have thought of some good way to deal with the Qingfeng tribe, well, it must be like this.

hypnotizing himself in his heart, Ah Hu breathed a sigh of relief, and admired the thief even more.

It's just that I don't know if he made such a decision after understanding Ji Thief's thoughts.

Eight days later, the Aomine tribe arrived in front of the fortress.

When the thief looked at the dense enemies outside the fortress, he couldn't help but be surprised, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in his heart, so many people.

When he didn't see so many enemies, Ji Thief was still optimistic, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart, and began to become up.

Yourself, can you really defeat the Qingfeng tribe?

There are so many of them.

"Warriors, there are too many people in the Qingfeng Tribe. ”

Just when the thief was surprised, the beast blood patriarch next to him spoke.

His words made the thief come back to his senses, and he turned his head to look at the blood of the beast, only to see that this impatient and arrogant patriarch couldn't help but get nervous.

Not to mention the always calm Eagle Patriarch.

After stabilizing his mind, Ji Thief calmed himself down, and then disdain resurfaced on his face, and said with a smile: "We have allies, and the Qingfeng tribe will also have allies, but I didn't expect these guys to have so many allies." ”

Beast Blood forced a smile: "It's true, but it's a bit too much." ”

Ji Thief laughed, stood on top of the fortress, and stepped forward on the female wall: "Garbage will never change its original identity because of the quantity, no matter how much garbage is piled together, it is also garbage." This has been proven by the battle ten days ago. ”

The two patriarchs were stunned, and said in their hearts that yes, ten days ago, the scene of Ji Thief leading 200 people to defeat 500 people of the Qingfeng tribe is still vivid.

What's wrong with the crowd, as long as the military department wearing rattan armor and holding a copper knife comes out, no matter how many people you have, it is useless.

Thinking of this, the faces of the two patriarchs showed excitement.

"Everyone is ready, anyone who dares to step forward will be killed!"

The thief shouted, and the sound of the spear thrower on the fortress was raised.

On the fortress, everyone here is ready for battle.

Everyone's face is full of perseverance.

No one is afraid, no one is afraid.

Although there are so many enemies, there are more than they imagined, more than the thief said.

However, none of them were trembling, and some were just determined to fight to the end.

Moreover, in order to avoid panic among the defenders of the fortress, in this first wave of battles, the thief deliberately put the three combat departments of military force, military fight, and military royal in the first echelon.

After all, his own people and thieves also have a spectrum in their hearts, not to mention whether they can defeat the Qingfeng tribe, at least, everyone will not choose to escape, or be timid to affect the fighting enthusiasm of the people around them.

On the fortress, this side is well prepared and tense.

Beneath the fortress, thousands of Aomine people stood in confusion, wondering what was the accumulation of wood and boulders across the vast mountain faults.

But one thing can be confirmed, this thing is blocking its way.

After ten days of embarrassment in the White Bone Wasteland, everyone worked very hard, originally thinking that they would enter a large mountain range as soon as possible to rest, and then step on the eastern plains to divide the spoils, but they were blocked from moving forward.

But there is some resentment in the hearts of any individual.

There were about a hundred people, led by a small leader who looked like Aomine, broke away from the brigade and rushed towards the fortress.

As they moved, the little leader shouted, "These idiots think they can stop us with some trees, but today, let's show them what a warrior is!"

When the words fell, this little boss took the lead.

Seeing this, the thief only pouted: "Idiot." ”

As he spoke, the thief raised his hand and clenched his fists.

All the spear throwers were ready.

As the steps approached, the little leader's face couldn't help but show joy: "Look how I smashed your broken trees!"

However, he had just shouted these words when suddenly, he heard a loud shout in the air.

"Put!"

The little boss looked up suspiciously.

In an instant, more than a hundred whistling spears appeared in the sky.

The little leader was stunned for a moment, and two spears passed through the little leader's chest one after another.

The latter looked at the people standing on the fortress in disbelief, and muttered, "How, how is it possible?"

As the words fell, the little leader pounced and fell to the ground.

The death of the little leader caused panic among the Qingfeng clansmen who followed him.

The people in front want to go back, but the people behind want to squeeze forward.

For a while, it was a mess.

How could the thief let go of this opportunity, waved his hand, and continued to puff down with his spear.

After three waves of spear throwing, dozens of corpses appeared on the ground, plus dozens of wounded and howling enemies.

The thief smiled with satisfaction: "I'll just say, how can the spear thrower also be able to hunt mammoths, will you guys who can't wear neat animal skins can't do anything?"

When the thief's words fell, there was immediately a shout of joy from the fortress.

"Invincible! invincible!"

In the Qingfeng formation, the fang watching the battle narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and turned around and said, "Patriarch, it seems that the tentative attack failed." ”

When he said this, a trace of distress flashed across Fang's face.

The loss of dozens of people in the first attack made it a little uncomfortable to think about it.

Standing next to the cloth was a primitive man in his twenties with an evil face, and he was the Ah Zhi who was relied on and trusted by the cloth.

In the mouth of Ah Hu, the Qingfeng clan people who should be guarded against the most.

He squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the fortress where there was a burst of cheers, and rushed to the sermon: "Patriarch, it seems that the thief has already prepared, why don't we go another way?"

"It's just a few hundred people, and we don't need to retreat. "Sermon.

The few leaders standing next to the cloth didn't understand what it meant.

"There are more than 3,000 of us, even if we push, we can bulldoze them. Before the sun goes down today, I'm going into a large mountain range, wind, this time you take someone up, don't let me down. ”

Feng, who was injured not long ago, heard this sentence and nodded hurriedly: "It's the patriarch." ”

As he spoke, he walked out quickly, waved his hand, called out to hundreds of clansmen, and launched a second wave of attacks.

The results are naturally obvious.

Usma used a very tricky method when building the fortress, you know, the northern entrance is about fifty meters long and nearly 100 meters deep.

The fort was built, right in the middle, forming an H-shape.

When the enemy is attacking, it is impossible to expand the numerical advantage on a large scale, so to speak, no matter how many people they dispatch at a time, they only have an attack area of about 50 meters each time.

The Qingfeng people, who lack long-range weapons, dare to come in and attack, that is to give people their heads.

Even if they are not afraid of death, after rushing to the bottom of the fortress, let's not talk about what they rely on to climb the fortress more than six meters high, let's just say that on the side of the thief, whether they can get close to the fortress is still a question.

After all, the defense of a fortress is not just a single means of throwing spears as a long-range attack.

When the wind led the clansmen to throw spears and threw down a corpse, and finally rushed to the fortress, the man, one of the main persons in charge of Qingfeng who suffered a big loss at the hands of the thief, wiped the blood stains belonging to the clansmen on his face, and scolded: "Bastard, finally let me rush over, let me die!"

As he spoke, he put his hand on the wall of the fortress and shouted at the more than 100 tribesmen who rushed after him: "Everyone use your strength, push this thing down for them!"