At a distance of about two miles from the savage camp, Song Yong and Spear cautiously stopped their steps.

After the two of them lay on their stomachs in the knee-deep grass, Song Yong raised the telescope hanging from his waist and carefully observed the camp.

Then, when the scene in front of him became clear, Song Yong couldn't help but gasp in his heart.

It was supposed to be a makeshift camp for savages, and several blazing bonfires had been lit in an unprotected clearing.

Mainly at the foot of the mountain, 100 meters away, there is a jungle of cedar trees, and there is no need to worry about firewood at all.

The wild man in his thirties, who looked dirty and had a piece of animal skin wrapped around his body, was sitting around the fire at this moment.

As for the missing Ara and the others, they were tied hand and foot and gagged, and then thrown into a corner on the side of the camp.

Song Yong counted the number of people and found that including the wasteland, there were still seven people in the original team of eleven people who had survived.

Even if they seem to be in a worse condition at the moment, at least they are still alive at this moment.

And all the equipment they had carried before was now on the bodies of those savages, not only the sharp steel spears, but they also kept them in their hands.

Even long-range weapons such as bows and arrows were taken on the body like a savage treasure.

The reason why Song Yongrang was sure that this was not the base camp of the savage tribe, but only a temporary camp, was that he didn't see any women and cubs in this camp.

If you think about it, you can know that the wild man can't be a magical creature that jumped out of a stone.

Therefore, in a more secluded area, where a large number of women and cubs live, this wild tribe will be the real habitat.

As for the reason why Song Yong couldn't help but gasp.

It was he who had seen a lot of things in this camp that made his scalp tingle.

For example, a large rattan basket full of supplies weighing hundreds of pounds can be lifted by the savages with one hand, and that relaxed expression shows that they are very strong and powerful.

is even stronger and more powerful than most of the soil buns under Song Yong's hands.

At this temperature of minus a few degrees, these dirt buns are wrapped in a small amount of animal skins, but their movements are not affected at all, indicating that they are very resistant to frost.

The above is something that Song Yong can barely accept, but then he pays attention to two aspects, which makes him shudder a little.

On the one hand, on one of the largest bonfires, the flesh of a certain creature was rested on it.

A wild man as burly as a wild bear, presumably the leader, was holding a small bag of salt that had been snatched from the barren and others, and carefully spilled it on their dinner today.

It was just such a simple step, and Song Yong could even see the satisfaction and happiness on the dirty faces of those wild people.

The problem is, if Song Yong is not mistaken, they should be alone.

It's not good, it's still the body of a certain unlucky guy who unfortunately died in battle in the deserted exploration team.

Looking at such a scene, Song Yong couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach, he had to move the telescope in his hand, and soon saw another behemoth.

This was also another aspect that made Song Yong shudder, he saw a legendary mammoth.

Yes, the creature under the telescope is definitely a mammoth that would have been extinct in the modern plane, a giant creature of prehistory.

Even the one in front of me, with its long curved fangs, covered with thick fur and bundled with a large number of vines, looked like a small two-story building, and it was a bit unscientific.

But the appearance is basically correspondingly to the pictures that Song Yong has seen in terms of appearance characteristics.

At this time, the mammoth, who was on the edge of the camp, was constantly rolling the bushes in front of him with his long nose, and after rolling up a large handful of branches and leaves, he sent them into his mouth like a small snack.

Judging from its calm performance with the savages, Song Yong can only draw an astonishing fact:

This unscientific behemoth is actually a domestic animal that has been domesticated by savages......

After slowly retreating with the spear, and after retreating to the place where the search team had assembled, Song Yong began to think about his next move.

There were thirty-one people on the other side, plus a mammoth who was supposed to be a pack beast.

And there are forty-three people on his side, plus a head wolf who can fight, in addition to the numerical advantage, he also occupies a huge advantage that can be sneak attacked.

So, hands-on is a must-do thing.

It's just that when he started, how to reduce the casualties of his own side, and how to keep the survivors as much as possible from being affected by any battle, Song Yong thought it was necessary to make careful arrangements.

So, the creature picked up a small stick on the ground, wrote and drew on the ground.

Ten minutes later, Song Yong, who had a little idea in his heart, summoned everyone one by one and happily made arrangements one by one.

Eventually, forty-three men and a wolf dispersed, cautiously approaching the makeshift camp in front of them, and completely surrounding them.

Thick subcutaneous fat, a lot of fat roasted under the scorching of the campfire.

When the grease dripped onto the burning wood, it immediately filled the camp and the surrounding area with a sultry smell of grease.

And smelling this kind of grease fragrance, Song Yong, who has always been a carnivore, felt so sick to his stomach for the first time.

By this moment, he had managed to sneak outside the camp, but only thirty paces away, and at that distance, the hunting bow in his hand was confident that it could envelop any target in the camp.

At the same time, it is estimated that these wild people have never encountered a sneak attack.

Or maybe under the temptation of deliciousness, all their attention is now focused on the food that is about to be distributed.

Therefore, Song Yong can clearly see the people under him, and he has also moved to the relevant position.

For this reason, when he saw the burly savage at the head, he pulled out a snatched watermelon knife from his waist, and prepared to cut it at their dinner, he could no longer hold it.

"Do it~" A huge burst of applause suddenly shouted from his mouth.

At the same time, Song Yong entered that kind of bullet time in the first place, and he had already prepared his bow and arrows in his hand, and shot at the leader.

Suddenly, three arrows flew towards the most lethal part of the face of the leader of the savages who was holding the watermelon knife.

It's just a blink of an eye, and eleven sharp arrows have beckoned to the targets that have long been targeted, these are the archery team composed of members of the gray rabbit tribe led by this girl.

As the arrows came out, the spear led ten hunters, and twenty armed slaves.

Wielding the steel spears in their hands, they leapt from the lurking grass and screamed as they marched towards the camp......

Even if Song Yong wanted to shoot a series of arrows, the hunting bow in his hand was still the kind that he had at the beginning of a hundred pounds, but at a distance of only fifty paces, the sharp arrows shot were also instantaneous.

The problem was that the leader of the wildlings reacted too quickly to a sneak attack.

While twisting his head, he put a thick right arm on his head and face in time.

Therefore, representing Song Yong's highest level, I don't know that he shot several totem warriors with three arrows in a row, but only the last arrow hit him.

This aluminum alloy arrow with an armor-piercing arrow directly pierced his left arm.

It can be regarded as allowing Song Yong's attack to obtain some good results.

However, Song Yong didn't have time to rejoice in his victory, the strength and fierceness of the leader of the savages far exceeded Song Yong's expectations.

I saw that with the force of his right hand, he directly pulled out the aluminum alloy arrow.

Then, with such a penetrating wound, he took the lead in counterattacking with a knife in his left hand and a spear in his right, seemingly unaffected.

And the direction of the counterattack is still where Song Yong is.

Obviously, under this sharp battlefield intuition, it was discovered that the character of Song Yong was the leader of the sneak attackers, and it was also the key point related to the success or failure of the battle.

Under the charge of his galloping horse, he soon met the three armed slaves.

Thanks to the short-term training that the Grey Rabbit Tribe conducted during the last Grand Review, even when they rushed to the camp, the three armed slaves were faintly formed into a small combat squad.

Seeing the leader of the savages rushing forward, an armed slave gritted his teeth and stabbed his spear in his hand with all his might.

The problem was that what he didn't expect was that the spear in the right hand of the wildling leader seemed to be an easy stroke, and it had already pulled away the spear he had stabbed.

Then, he was slashed on the front door by one of his knives, and he fell without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

At this time, the two slaves, who were a little further behind, had time to stab their spears.

But under the swift dodge of the wildling leader, the two shots were pierced one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they were knocked to the ground by the wildling leader.

The strong strength of the savage leader was fully displayed for a while.