Song Yong's hunch was not wrong at all, and the group fight was about to start.

The little old man-like leader of the Broken Tooth tribe looked at the only totemic warrior in the tribe, and the only son jackal who could grow up alive, and his whole body was like a miserable situation fished out of blood at this moment.

In the first moment, one of his eyes turned red into a rabbit shape.

He solemnly removed a small gourd from the animal leather belt around his waist, pulled out the cork on the mouth of the gourd, and poured some black, fishy juice into the jackal's mouth.

The juice in the gourd was naturally a secret witch medicine that they had spent a lot of money on in exchange for from the Lord of the Chibai tribe.

But the jackal's injuries are too serious now, and his body is covered with deep knife wounds that can be seen in the bones.

Even if he fed this magical lich to the jackal, the leader of the Broken Fang tribe was not sure whether it would survive or not.

Then, when he looked at the side of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, his eyes were full of unspeakable hatred.

Like a desperate old wolf, he roared and issued a cold order to the hunters under him: "Everyone is ready to fight, the fire of the Gray Rabbit Tribe today is destined to be extinguished." ”

After hearing this, the more than 100 hunters of the Broken Tooth Tribe instinctively clenched the stone spear in their hands, their eyes full of bloodlust......

And at this time, the rectangular battle formation of the Gray Rabbit Tribe had just completed the assembly, but when he saw the assembled battle array, Song Yong instinctively took a breath.

"I'm just a pig's brain, and I haven't even noticed such an obvious flaw. ”

While Song Yong scolded himself so much in his heart, the anxious emotion in his heart made his eyes red, and he couldn't wait to raise his hand and slap himself in the face.

Because it was only at this time that he discovered one thing:

On the originally strict security battle phalanx, there was an incomparably glaring gap in the most important position, and this gap was in the first row of the phalanx, the most middle position.

Originally, in that position, it was the guy who was standing.

In the previous training, he had been training with everyone, and Song Yong didn't realize that something was wrong when he was careless.

It wasn't until he went out of battle and passed out that he knew the flaws in this phalanx, fatal flaws.

It's not impossible to let the people behind you go up?

The problem is that Song Yong has foreseen that these guys who barely grasp the battle formation, because of such a temporary change, they are at a loss, and the progress and retreat in the subsequent battle.

Subconsciously, Song Yong glanced at his body, the stab-proof suit horse he was wearing, and touched the explosion-proof helmet on his head.

He knew that at this time, it should be the best solution to go up by himself.

But wasn't he a little sure that he would never go out to join such a dangerous battle? If he really had to fill it in, he would die here today.

After having a bright future, Song Yong has never wanted to live so well.

The bright future of selling skewers in the modern plane, the smiling girl Wang Xinran, and many beautiful things flashed in his mind at this moment, which was so wonderful.

If it's really hanging here, then everything is gone.

However, if he continued to stay behind, what would happen if the phalanx was broken by the Broken Tooth tribe?

What's more, he didn't want to see these natives of the Grey Rabbit tribe, so he suffered heavy casualties as a result.

On such an illusory and incomparably real thing as conscience, he can't get over this hurdle at all.

Finally, the tyrannical character of the people of Hunan Province was finally stimulated at this moment, and the thing muttered in a low voice: "Die!"

At the same time, he ran towards the phalanx with bare feet.

I don't know if it's because of the rocks under the snow or the ice, but after running a few steps, Song Yong's feet were cut several times.

So on the snow-white snow, a long series of blood-colored footprints were left.

It's just that at this moment, Song Yong has lost the feeling of a pair of soles of his feet, and he doesn't feel any pain at all.

His actions like this have nothing to do with any fearless courage, it's just a dick who has just gotten up, risking his life to fight for his own fate!

Song Yong stood in the first row of the phalanx, and after the middle position, the last short in the phalanx was also filled.

At this time, the leader of the Broken Tooth tribe also placed the unconscious jackal, he lifted his son's big bone stick, and slowly walked over with the black crowd.

Although their steps were slow, the murderous aura they carried was unusually obvious.

It also brought great psychological pressure to everyone in the phalanx.

It's a pity that such pressure completely came to naught when Song Yong's mobile phone sounded the BGM of 'Ao Bai, Ao Bai'.

"Lao Tzu, I X your mother~"

All the anger and horror in Song Yong's heart finally turned into such a loud foul mouth, which he roared out with all his might.

'Huh~' The other sixty-four men and women suddenly burst into their mouths, which can be regarded as an echo of this foul language.

At the same time, they lifted their right leg and stomped on the ground with a forceful kick.

Suddenly, the snow on the ground splashed, and a desolation and fearlessness from the midst of the wilderness spread through this small valley.

A large war dance from another plane, first displayed in front of other tribes of this plane.

The uniform and powerful movements, the fierce and distorted faces, and the teeth and tongues they showed made Qingyan and the others completely dumbfounded.

Even, they could feel the momentum of the dozens of people in the Gray Rabbit Tribe, which instantly frightened them.

The faint power of fire once again quietly shrouded the entire phalanx, making the changes that happened to everyone even more obvious at this moment.

It was also at this moment that Qingyan and the others no longer had the slightest suspicion:

Brother Yong, the leader of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, is really an incomparably noble lord......

Song Yong and the others also did not succeed in dancing all of them, and after feeling their amazing changes, the little old man leader of the Broken Tooth tribe took the lead in the charge.

Far heavier and denser than when hunting sheep, more than a hundred people from the Broken Tooth tribe approached more than seventy steps away from the battle formation in the blink of an eye.

'Fire~' sonorous and powerful command was roared out by Song Yong with all his might.

Then, the members of the five rows behind the battle formation didn't even think or hesitate, and reflexively waved their right arms vigorously and threw the sharp spears in their hands.

When more than forty sharp spears fell, the little old man just rushed to that position with people.

Facing the spear that fell on their heads, the people of the Broken Tooth Tribe took the spears in their hands and waved them sharply above their heads.

Not to mention, that little old man-like leader is actually quite good.

He was lucky enough to set aside the two spears that were looming over him, but unfortunately, the remaining hunters of the Broken Tooth Tribe were far less lucky.

As all the spears were dropped, the steel weapon, which carried powerful kinetic energy, revealed its terrifying lethality.

The hunters of the Broken Tooth Tribe, no matter where they are hit, they will all be directly pierced.

It was better to be hit in the hands and feet, which were not fatal, but they just screamed in severe pain, and lost the ability to charge for a short time.

The most miserable thing is that those guys who were directly pierced through the chest and abdomen were directly nailed to the snow by the spears that fell diagonally.

Because of their strong vitality, they haven't died for a while, but the pain in the twisting and struggling makes them prefer to die altogether.

Just under the face, there were more than twenty people in the Gray Rabbit Tribe, and they were removed from the charging queue......