Chapter 348: Raid (2)

In contrast, Brother Yong, who is known as the first marksman of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, has achieved few results after firing three arrows in a row.

The team of archers composed of ten hunters led by Gardenia achieved quite good results under the first wave of attacks.

At least nine savages were wounded in this wave of arrows.

Six of them fell to the ground after being hit by the arrow, losing all their combat effectiveness.

The main reason for such a brilliant result was the kind of bow and arrow that Gardenia and the other four strongest hunters held in their hands, but it was a two-hundred-pound kind of big killing weapon.

The arrows of that thing are as thick as the thumbs of the old men.

As long as it is shot by the armor-piercing arrow above, it is immediately a terrible wound, and if you want to pull it out on the spot, you will be looking for death.

So, I saw that the leader killed three armed slaves in a row.

The most important thing is to keep an eye on yourself, after rushing all the way so crazy.

Seeing this, Song Yong hurriedly shouted loudly: "All the archers pay attention, focus on me first, and shoot that black bear-like guy to death." ”

After finishing speaking, Song Yong also pulled out the fully charged electric baton from his belt.

At this moment, he regretted that he had not brought out those stab-proof suits and leather armor when he went out.

After all, in his initial prediction, he would only think that the bara and the others were lost, or that they had encountered a stronger beast.

As for the possibility of encountering the savage tribe, I didn't even think about it.

It's just that even with an electric baton, facing a fierce man who is at least two heads higher than himself and rushes up like a bulldozer, Song Yong still doesn't have the slightest sense of security in his heart.

Luckily, the leader of the wildlings was only a dozen paces away from him.

The arrows from the archers' team continued to shoot at this guy who had become a great threat to Song Yongzhao.

It can be seen that in the battle with Abara and the others, the leader of the savages probably also saw the power of those enhanced hunting bows, and when he found that he had become the target of more than ten hunting bows, he no longer had the same unscrupulous as before.

From then on, the leader of the wildlings fell into a dodge.

Moreover, he retreated towards the other edge of the camp farther away, the mammoth like a mountain of meat, which could be regarded as the relief of the crisis that Song Yong was facing!

After his safety was guaranteed, Song Yongcai focused his attention on more tragic hand-to-hand combat.

It's okay not to look at it, but Song Yong couldn't believe his eyes when he saw it.

On today's battlefield, the ratio of melee forces between the two sides has almost reached a ratio of two to one.

In other words, except for Spear and Erha, who both fought against one opponent alone and had the absolute upper hand, the remaining two joined forces to deal with one, and the fight was in a stalemate.

The main reason is that I don't know what these wild people grew up eating.

They just have a hobby of eating people, and it is impossible to have so many quantities that can make them a staple food.

But unscientifically, their bodies appear stronger, stronger, and faster, and more importantly, they are often more ferocious after being stabbed in the body.

often ignored the shot that was stabbed in the body, and simply launched a counterattack and stabbed down a hunter under Song Yong.

It's just that after the war started, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people fell on both sides.

This kind of tragic battle, Song Yong's eyelids jumped when he saw it.

Fortunately, after forcing the strongest wildling leader back to hide behind the mammoth's body, the archers' team split up and provided support to the melee team.

Under their accurate shots, one after another the wild men were shot and their hands slowed down.

Then, the hunters and slaves who seized the opportunity were directly stabbed through with one or two shots, and such a huge damage, no matter how strong the vitality of the savages was, it would be useless.

Looking at the standing situation that had the upper hand, Song Yong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Admittedly, although this sneak attack battle unfortunately turned into a scorching battle, and the casualties were a bit heavy, but in any case, they still had the last laugh.

It's a pity that soon after, Song Yong found that he was a little too happy......

With a scream of 'Ah~', an elite hunter of the Chibai tribe flew out of the distance as if he had been hit by a speeding ten-wheeled truck.

And when others were still flying in the air, Song Yong could already see it clearly.

In the entire chest of this unlucky bastard, it was completely concave and a large piece was completely concave, and it was estimated that even if he was fed witch medicine immediately, there was no way to save his life.

And the culprit of all this is a terrifying existence.

Because just when Song Yong thought that the general situation had been decided, suddenly the mammoth, which was still leisurely eating the branches and leaves of the bushes even after the start of the war, let out a cry similar to the chirping of an elephant.

Then the mammoth stepped out of the pillar-like legs and charged through the camp.

As the mammoth charge began, its speed quickly increased, and with each step it stepped on the ground, it emitted a loud muffled sound, giving the illusion that the earth was shaking.

After that, it was the unlucky hunter who stood in its way, lucky enough to escape the mammoth's fangs.

Then it was very unfortunate that he was directly hit by the mammoth and flew away.

After knocking into an opponent, Mammoth not only did not stop at all, but made his steps faster and faster, and the target was Song Yong, who was standing outside the camp.

By the light of the bonfire in the camp, Song Yong discovered a fateful scene.

The leader of the savages, who was now riding on the back of a huge mammoth, let out an inexplicable rebuke from his mouth, presumably directing the mammoth's charge.

Seeing this scene, Song Yong's heart became extremely bitter.

I complained frantically in my heart: "Okay, it's all primitive natives fighting in groups, you understand the mammoth cavalry so directly, this is cheating......"

When the huge mammoth ran wildly, it naturally attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

At the same time, it rushed towards Brother Yong's actions, and the leader of the wildlings riding on the back of the mammoth, also became the top priority target of the search and rescue team.

The reason is very simple: we must stop this mammoth that rushed towards Brother Yong, and we must not let Brother Yong have an accident.

'Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~' broke through the air, and several sharp arrows in a row beckoned to the leader of the savages on the back of the mammoth almost at the same time.

In addition, there were spears and others, who threw the sharp spears in their hands at the mammoth with all their might.

Unfortunately, all the efforts made by everyone have failed without exception.

The majestic leader of the savages, as nimble as a monkey when he rode on the mammoth's back, grasped the vines tied to the mammoth with both hands, and as he moved nimbly, all the arrows missed.

And those sharp throwing spears, because of the huge size of the mammoth, all hit.

It's just that after these spears pierced into the body of the thick-skinned mammoth, they didn't have any more effect than make the mammoth even more crazy.

Seeing that the spear was ineffective, the spear gritted its teeth and planned to intercept the mammoth in a hurry.

He even made up his mind that even if he was killed, he would create a little more time for his good brother Yong's escape.

At this critical moment, Song Yong shouted:

"Everybody get out of the way and let me deal with this big guy. ”

And many years later, Gardenia, a girl, still remembers his man, Brother Yong, who was so gentleman in the face of the rushing mammoth at this moment, with a strong confidence on his face.

Even the hem of the shirt blown by the cold wind looks so elegant and handsome.