Chapter 167: Clash of Clans [Fourth Update, Claw +2]

The ladder was made of grass vines, fixed to the root of a large tree, as wide as a man's shoulder, and lowered along the cliff face with no end in sight.

Zheng Fei glanced at the accompanying natives, who shook their heads, indicating that they were not from their own tribe.

Well, you're sure to find traces of other tribes beneath the cliffs!

"Santiago, you're the first. He winked at Santiago.

Santiago pouted and said, "Why? ”

"Bully, you're too heavy, if this ladder even you can bear, we can rest assured. ”

"Well, what if I can't bear it and I fall to my death?"

"Then I'll plant a flower in front of your grave. Zheng Fei teased, waved his hand and said the right thing: "Don't worry, it's very sturdy, and five people can bear it at a time." ”

"You'd better not lie to me. Santiago shrugged, came to the edge of the cliff and grabbed the vines, carefully pedaled on the ladder, looked down, and couldn't help but tremble with his legs and said, "Mom"

"Don't look down, such a big guy is still afraid of heights, and he is known as a brave hot person.

"Cut~ I pretended!" Santiago snorted, actually cheering himself up.

In this way, he clung to the vines, moved step by step, and it took him ten minutes to land safely, and shouted at the cliff: "I have arrived!"

Receiving a response, Zheng Fei said to the sailors: "Work in groups of three, be fast, and it will be dark later." ”

An hour later, everyone landed safely, by which time night had completely fallen, and the direction of progress could not be seen in the dark mountain stream, but fortunately there was a bright moon hanging in the night sky, sprinkling a dim silver light.

Zheng Fei lit the light tube, and the road suddenly brightened up a lot.

This device once again aroused the amazement of the accompanying natives, and the guy clapped his hands again and again, and looked in at the mouth of the cylinder in surprise, but was stabbed in the eyes, and rubbed while screaming.

Zheng Fei smiled, handed the illuminator to the vanguard, and he picked up the wine jug, took a sip, and dipped a few drops of his fingers near his temples, so that he could stay awake and not sleepy.

As a commander, he always has to consider various problems and deal with various unexpected situations.

Walking on the plains, the wind seemed a little hot and dry, blowing across everyone's faces, bringing a little dryness.

The wind in the inland is really not as comfortable as on the island.

In the distance, the shadows of the trees flickered, and some kind of carnivorous bird rested in the treetops, probing its head to look around, hoping to spot the occasional rabbit that sprang across the surface.

Two hours later.

"Where are we going?" finally someone grumbled.

Calculating the time, it is almost ten o'clock in the night, and people in the Middle Ages generally went to bed early because they had no entertainment, and they were so sleepy that they yawned.

Zheng Fei called out to the vanguard to stop, looked up at the Big Dipper, and was sure to be heading west.

The great plain at his feet is most likely the Manhattan district, and he may be standing in Times Square, known as the "crossroads of the world" and the most prosperous pedestrian crossing in the world.

But now, apart from desolation and desolation, if I have to say something else, under this desolation, there is also an inexplicable atmosphere.

"Rest here tonight. He said, looking around, and then said, "Clear the grounds, camp." ”

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, a high-pitched shout spread out across the dark and lonely plain, resounding between heaven and earth.

"Ulla!"

Because it was so quiet, the sound was particularly harsh.

"Ula Ula Ullah!"

The roar in unison, accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps, approached little by little.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in the eyes of the accompanying natives, and they quickly fell to the ground, listened with their ears close to the surface, and then got up and pointed to the south, making a heart-thrusting motion, and their faces were terrified.

Zheng Fei suddenly realized that a large Indian tribe was coming!

"Musket!" he shouted, and quickly squatted on the gunpowder and half-crouched, aiming at the south and waiting.

Only about 30 people remained in the expedition after removing those left in the indigenous habitat, but fortunately each of them was equipped with a good rifled gun.

In a short time, the armed expedition members saw a group of people emerging from behind the dirt slope two hundred meters ahead, screaming and sprinting forward, but strangely, the target was not their side.

Zheng Fei muttered, and when he was wondering, he suddenly saw hundreds of people standing up from the grass, and the distance was only 100 meters, which was terrifying.

The thought of such a group of people hiding in the grass all the time to spy on them sent chills down their spine.

Next, they saw a scene they had never seen before – Clash of Clans.

It was two hostile tribes, and the attackers were the group of men who had emerged from behind the hills, and they clearly had the upper hand in both strength and morale, brandishing shoddy spears and shouting to charge.

On the contrary, Nabo, who was hiding in the grass, chose to organize a retreat, leaving some elite soldiers to break off, and let the women and children run first.

The attackers charged faster and faster, screaming and eager to slaughter the enemy.

200 meters, 100 meters, and 50 meters are about to be hand-to-hand.

"Bang!"

The one who ran at the front, and the craziest, suddenly fell to his knees, motionless.

The attackers' footsteps stopped, and they looked at their fallen companion in horror, stretching out their fingers to probe his snort.

Dead, how did you die? There are no arrows on the wound, what kind of weapon is this?

They fell silent, staring at the enemy dozens of meters away in a daze, and there was more fear in their eyes occupied by madness.

The gun was fired by Zheng Fei.

This was the first shot he fired in the Americas, so when the accompanying natives saw the fire coming from the muzzle of the gun, and then the person who was a hundred meters away fell almost instantly, he was directly stunned.

In the indigenous sense, this must have been a weapon created by the gods, like lightning.

"Uh," Santiago groaned, "man, why meddle in their war?"

"Because, on one side there is an overwhelming raiding force, and on the other side there are mostly women and children. ”

Zheng Fei said flatly.

At this time, under the orders of the leader, the frightened attackers had regained their composure and continued to advance, but this time there was no running or shouting.

Then, the gunfire will not be muffled.

The attention of more than two hundred attackers was immediately attracted when dozens of muskets were fired at the same time, and at the same time, several unlucky people were hit and fell, either clutching their arms or thighs, screaming in pain.

Only then did they discover that there was a stronger enemy lurking not far away, wielding a weapon that had never been known and could easily kill their companions. (To be continued.) )