The seventeenth dreadnought leader dies in battle/the loyal warrior savior dies

(2) The strange wind was quite directional, and with its unstoppable momentum, it directly attacked the village of the bear tribe, but the surrounding of the entrenchment was unharmed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In an instant, the trench was wrapped in strong winds, and the trenches were already flying sand and rocks, the dust was blind, and it was difficult to see, and the storm swept through the thatched huts, blew down the wood and stone bunkers, and blew the lighter things into the air, blowing people to the ground, unable to gain a foothold, and let the debris and gravel attack, whether they survived or not could only be left to fate, and the strange wind had no end. The aura of victory was gone, leaving only the cries of panic and fear, the helpless cries for help of the wounded, and the bodies of the victims buried by debris, earth and rock.

Seeing this scene, the warrior giant tree hidden behind the hill outside the village and his subordinates were all amazed and beat their chests. Without Shaodian's instructions, they didn't dare to act rashly, and there was no way to help. In desperation, they could only watch the people of the village who were killed by the storm, and prayed silently in their hearts, wishing that God would bless them with safety.

The strong wind that originated from the spell cast by the wind made the frustrated soldiers of the Yandi tribe excited, and they were ready to stop attacking at any time.

Seeing that there was already a mess in the bear tribe's village, it was estimated that more than half of its casualties were killed, so the wind boy silently recited the spell and collected the spell, and the terrifying storm also stopped abruptly.

Feng Bo's spells are easy to retract, and the strange wind comes and goes quickly.

Goodbye to the bear trench, at this time it is already miserable, broken walls, covered with earth and stones, desolate, lifeless.

Emperor Yan's army led Changyouhe to shout, echoing through the valley, and issued an order for an all-out attack. The large number of Yandi warriors who were cowering behind the small dirt slope jumped up with a shout and a shout of killing, and they rushed like waves of water to the bear trench that had been blown down by the strong wind, releasing the resentment of the death and injury that had only been restrained, and slaughtering the possible survivors to vent and then hurry.

Just as they were about to cross the trench outside the wall, an astonishing scene was staged, and a group of people stood up under the earth, rocks, grass and trees in the wall, their faces covered with dust, their faces were difficult to distinguish, their eyes shot the light of hatred, and their white teeth were exposed and they shouted in unison. Arrows of vengeance are the survivors of the fierce onslaught of enemies, and the resistance of the Bear Tribe does not end with the raging winds.

The soldiers of the Yan Emperor who were running at the forefront were shot down by the sudden rain of arrows. The young Xuanyuan held the bow in his hand, grinning with a neat white tooth and smiling, when the strange wind hit just now, his father Shaodian used his thick body to press him under him, and exchanged his own pain for his son's unscathed.

Shaodian's hoarse voice commanded the surviving men to resist, and he himself fiercely threw several feldspar spears, killing several enemies in front of the battle.

At this time, the warriors of the Yandi clan were also angry, in the face of the same brave bear people, it was also a stubborn impact, pressing on the whole line, the two warriors attacked from the left side, and the other attacked from the right, under the strong containment of both sides, due to the heavy casualties before, the disadvantage of the number of the bear tribe was highlighted, and the effective counterattack ability began to be stretched.

The archers of Emperor Yan's army fired arrows outside the moat, so that the people in the village only had the ability to dodge, and had no power to fight back, and the number of attrition increased.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two small teams of Yandi warriors carried several long logs prepared in advance, braved the arrows and stones that were stubbornly shot from time to time in the village, and ran to the trench one left and one right, and did not hesitate to kill or wound until the logs were put on top of the trench and formed a passage to the village.

The end of the war, brutal hand-to-hand combat, began.