Chapter 239: Heads-up, Heads-up (1)
It can be seen that she actually summoned a spell like thunder and lightning to attack the Tough Bone Witch, and such a powerful trick against the sky is not very easy for her.
At the same time that the poor 'Spear Quick-legged Little White Dragon: Spear' was simply put down at the same time as he was in front of him.
The body of the Tough Bone Witch also shook, and it was only a little bit before he fell to the ground on the spot.
The problem is that she didn't fall to the ground on the spot after all, but after standing firm, she waved the slender bone sword in her hand and made a threatening gesture to wipe her neck at Song Yong on the city wall.
Instinctively, Song Yong raised his sore and painful arm, and touched the quiver behind him with his backhand.
Even after shooting an arrow, his left arm would be abolished because of this, and now Song Yong couldn't care about it at all.
The main reason is that this kind of tough bone witch who can summon lightning like a magician in an online game has caused too much psychological pressure on the poor young man.
Between a suckling pig that was roasted black and one of his arms being scrapped, he preferred the latter.
It's a pity that when Song Yong touched the quiver behind him with his backhand, he touched it with one hand, and it turned out that the thirty arrows in the quiver behind him had been completely shot clean in the previous battle.
"You're going to protect me, aren't you? ”
In desperation, Song Yong looked at his side with anticipation, this team of guards from the Chibai tribe, and asked for help so weakly.
In previous battles, attackers who had killed red-eyed in the battle only had to get close to his position.
will be killed directly by the others in the first time, Song Yong all he needs to do, as long as his arm recovers a little, he will shoot the bow and arrow again in the sand, which is called a Meizizi.
So, now that his life is in danger, he asks such a helpless question.
Facing Song Yong's expectations, he was also slashed by the totem warrior who was shocked for a long time and couldn't speak for a long time, and he gave his answer with a wry smile:
"If an ordinary hunter attacked, we would naturally stop it, but if the Tough Bone Witch made a move, such a battle between the noble witches, we would not dare to intervene at all, and we were not qualified to interfere. ”
As soon as he heard this, Song Yong's heart was called a wow, wow......
What made the poor young man's heart feel cold, not only was his own life greatly threatened, but as he took the time to look at the development of the war on the entire battlefield, it also made him almost despair.
The new addition of more than 100 elite Tough Tribal hunters can be regarded as a straw that can completely crush the camel.
Originally, the defenders on the city wall could barely hold on to the hunters who rushed up, so as not to let the battle continue to worsen.
But Song Yong knew very well that after joining these elite hunters, it was the beginning of the rout of the buns under his command, and the city wall seemed to be unbearable.
Therefore, Song Yong had no choice but to issue a new order:
"Retreat from the city wall and form a formation~"
Under his order, a group of his subordinates, who were still fighting with the attackers, stabbed a few shots with all their strength to force the opponent back, and quickly jumped off the already slippery city wall on the ground.
In the process, there were still a few unlucky people who were stabbed to death on the spot by a stone spear from behind when they jumped off the city wall.
As if they hadn't seen this scene, the people who jumped off the city wall, after running out of more than twenty parts, immediately formed a battle phalanx at an astonishing speed.
It's just that compared to the training, the perfect configuration in the phalanx is now missing too many things.
For example, in the first row, there should have been twenty heavily armed soldiers wearing riot helmets, stabbing suits and shin armor, and wooden shields in their hands.
But after a bloody battle, only eleven of them are still dressed in this way.
The other nine were either seriously wounded in the previous battle and were carried into the cave to be treated, or they have now fallen on the city walls.
Their vacant position had now been filled by a second row of hunters in leather armor.
In the same way, the vacancies they create are filled by other people in the back.
And the original manpower of the Gray Rabbit tribe, after forming such a phalanx of one hundred and twenty people, can still have seventy or eighty additional manpower.
Now, in this phalanx of less than 100 people, there are already all the people they can move and barely insist on fighting.
But even so, these people, who were covered in wounds and bloodstains, still burst out with amazing momentum once they formed a battle formation.
There was no fear on everyone's faces, only the determination to fight to the death.
When he retreated from the city wall, he didn't forget to bring the all-important loudspeaker.
At the moment when the battle formation was formed, the handy clicked the play button of the big speaker, and immediately a random song "Let's Learn Cat Meow Together" began to resound.
It is in this joking BGM that the remaining remnants of the war dance suddenly danced, which is also amazing.
In the face of such a phalanx like a beast that was even more ferocious after being seriously injured, the hunters of the three hundred or so Tough Bone Tribe who had climbed the city wall were actually a little afraid to step forward.
It was also at this time that the city gate was hit many times in a row.
Finally, after a bang, a thick log across the door made a crisp 'click' sound, and finally was knocked open.
Then, with a huge cheer, more than a hundred hunters of the Gauntone Tribe rushed into the city gate.
It's just that they saw the battle formation more than twenty steps away, and they still forcibly stopped their steps, and they were intimidated by the momentum in the phalanx, and no one dared to rush forward like this.
On the battlefield, which suddenly became static, Song Yong was caught in a difficult choice.
He knew that if he continued to fight in the current way, there would be no way to win, and now there were only less than a hundred people in the Gray Rabbit Tribe who could move and fight.
You can't let all the dozens of pregnant women with big bellies in the cave join the battle.
Obviously, he couldn't do such a ruthless thing.
And the hunters of the Gillacious Tribe, just here in the main battlefield, can now add up to more than three hundred people, and in addition, there are also the guards of the caravan, which can have forty or fifty people.
Under this huge disparity in numbers, the only place of confidence in his heart, and the last bit of pride, was.
To nibble at the few men left of his men, the Tough Bone Tribe would need to pay at least twice as many casualties, if not more.
That can only be said to be a disastrous victory for the Tough Bone Tribe.
This is also what Song Yong is currently struggling with in his heart:
As long as the old ladies of the Tough Bone Witch haven't gone crazy, they definitely don't want to gain a game, which will greatly reduce the strength of the Tough Bone Tribe.
If there were other better options, this girl would definitely agree to attack without thinking.
And with such a choice, Song Yong can just give her one: let the two of them have a heads-up between witches, so as to decide the outcome of this battle.
It's just that for Song Yong, this is a matter of nine deaths and a life for him, which seems to be extremely sand-sculpting.
According to the reason in his mind, it was clear that he could save his life if he chose to surrender now, and the Tough Bone Witch would not dare to take a huge risk to kill him no matter how much he hated him.
Even if he is just a parallel witch, but the other party obviously doesn't know such a thing.
But after paying such heavy casualties to his subordinates, the so-called reason in his head could not do anything to surrender at all......
In the end, Song Yong looked at the tough bone witch who slowly walked towards the city gate, and roared loudly:
"Tough Witch, you old lady have the ability to fight with me to decide the outcome of the two sides? ”
"Okay!" Tough Bone Witch agreed, and happily agreed.
It's just that it seems to be because of Song Yong's 'old lady', which directly poked at the sore spot in her heart.
Suddenly, on her pretty face, she said to Song Yong with murderous intent: "I won't hit you Eminem and won't recognize you, because I want to kill you on the spot." ”