After the arrow of 'whoosh~' was shot, the precise archery technique from the gray rabbit Brother Yong directly pierced the eyeballs of a wild man.

Sharp arrows, after shooting the fragile eyes of the savages.

The unabated leader continued forward, piercing through the back of the wildling's head.

The next second later, the little leader of the savages, at least a savage powerhouse with the strength of a totem warrior, fell into the snow like a wooden mound.

In an instant, the blood gushing out of him stained a large area of white snow on the ground.

Such a miraculous arrow immediately made the dozen or so elite hunters who were guarding him beside Song Yong let out a loud cheer from their mouths.

It's a pity that Song Yong, who has completed such a feat, does not have the slightest joy in his heart at all.

On his face, the expression that can be seen now is only deep solemnity and jealousy.

Counting the last time he was in the camp under the Great Snow Mountain, this was the second time he had fought with the wildlings, but in this battle, he still couldn't help but sigh for the combat effectiveness of the wildlings.

Even as they struggled through the snow, the speed of their charge was only astonishingly fast.

The three hundred archers at the head of the city only had time to shoot two rounds of arrows in front and back, and these savages, who did not know what kind of structure they were in, had already rushed to the very close place.

And the results achieved, including the wounded, were only about a hundred.

That's because the wild people's disregard for life has reached the point where Song Yong is frightened.

Because the corpse of this savage powerhouse just fell on the snow, his body was blocked in front of him by a savage behind him with his neck.

Let the rain of arrows that envelop him all hit the savage powerhouse who had long lost his life.

Such a scene was not the first creation of this wild man, but a spontaneous action made by them driven by their battle instincts.

There have long been dozens of wild men who have rushed to the forefront, and they have long adopted this method to resist the rain of arrows from the city walls.

In their hands, there is not even just the corpses of their companions.

There are also a large number of unlucky people who are only shot in the vital positions of the body, and temporarily stop, or slow down the charge.

In Song Yong's eyes, these people actually have a great possibility of being rescued.

Without further warning, the other savages who followed the charge hid behind these companions who raised their human shields.

Relying on such a bloody method, he was about to rush to the position under the city wall.

Faced with a bow and arrow that had never been seen before, this kind of long-range bow and arrow attack, it was only in a very short time that these people found a way to deal with it.

For a while, the combat qualities and instincts they showed made Song Yong speechless.

However, it was soon clear that this was just the beginning......

'Throwing guns~'

Facing the opponent who had already entered the shooting statistics and the best attack range, Ling's mouth issued a new order.

Under this order, after shooting an arrow, the archers who still drew the arrows from behind them with their backhands and bent their bows and arrows took a few steps back.

Almost at the same time, hunters with stone spears in their hands stepped forward.

They hurled their stone spears at the wildlings who had reached the bottom of the walls.

It is true that the stone spear, this kind of thing in the southwest region of Rainozawa, is about to be eliminated, compared to their newly equipped iron spear, it is far behind the old nose in terms of sharpness.

However, being thrown out by the hunters in such a condescending manner still has the lethality it deserves.

If he really hits, he can also crucify the wild man in the snow.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for achieving this goal:

That is, the throwing spears they throw must be able to hit the opponents who are somewhat unscientific in their flexibility under the walls.

"I'll go~"

In Song Yong's mouth, such an exclamation was loudly released.

Under the nearly two hundred throwing guns, the movements of those savages dodged as nimble as swimming fish.

Under their exaggerated dodge movements, only these thirty or forty throwing guns hit their targets, and only a small half of them inflicted fatal injuries on the wildlings.

At the same time, a counterattack from the savages has begun.

A small number of stone spears, and an even greater number of sharper bone spears, hundreds of counter-throwing spears were in the hands of the savages, and they were counterattacked towards the top of the city walls.

After crossing the distance of dozens of steps, the power carried by these bone spears that counterattacked was still amazing.

Song Yong has a strong say on this point.

Because it seems that in the concept of these savages, there is no concept that they cannot attack the other party's noble witch lord, and Song Yong, who is standing at the head of the city, is the focus of the attack in this attack.

For a while, at least twenty or thirty bone spears were directly greeted by Song Yong.

Fortunately, the safety of Brother Yong has long been the most important thing for the defenders.

Before the bone spear flew to the top of the wall, the dozen or so elite hunters guarding Song Yong's side didn't care to continue to shoot their bows and arrows at the city.

They quickly picked up the wooden shield at hand and formed a dense shield wall in front of Song Yong.

Then, in the continuous muffled sound of 'knock, knock, knock~', Song Yong could see a white bone spear, effortlessly piercing the thick wood at the mouth of the bowl, and the wooden shield that was tied up.

Then, the hunter who had raised the wooden shield was stabbed in the chest of the boss.

Without waiting for Song Yong to sigh, when these wild men grew up eating, the injured hunter had already retreated quickly.

As for the vacancy he exposed, it was also quickly filled by the person holding the shield next to him.

And the injured hunter shouted loudly: "Hygienist~"

In the midst of his angry shouts, he hurried over with a small nestled gardenia on his back and several hunters who had been temporarily trained for a few days.

The outpost coalition's medical system began to operate for the first time.

After last night's defeat, the moat, and the spikes in it, were no secret to the wildlings.

In their further attack, some of the personnel used the throwing guns they carried on their bodies to continuously counterattack and suppress the city wall.

The other part of the savages threw the meat shields in their hands that had not yet been hung up into the moat.

When they threw out the meat shield in their hands, they also looked very orderly.

Often, several, or more, meat shields are thrown into the same spot.

Then, after stepping on the flesh shield of the foot, the savages rose to the edge of the moat, only with a borrowed force.

Eventually, the unscientific strange scene of climbing along the steep and slippery city walls with manpower was revealed to the defenders.

It's like these savages.

When they were idle before, they were in the lair of the Great Snow Mountain, practicing this kind of strong climbing technique, and the movement was called a skill.

Luckily, the wildlings are not so rebellious and free from all physical limitations.

They were able to climb on the slippery walls, but their speed suddenly slowed down, and their dodge agility was minimized.

As a result, these people became the defenders of the city walls, some of the best targets.

Bows and arrows, throwing spears, and even sandalwood prepared in advance, a large number of savages were hit by each attack and fell off the city walls.

In such a state, the casualties of the wild people began to increase rapidly.

It is said that at such a time, any commander in his right mind will issue an order to retreat, so that his subordinates will not die senselessly in the process of such a killing.

However, instead of sending reinforcements, the Dark Goose did not sound the horn representing the evacuation order.

Let these savages, who are nearly 500 or so people, fight to the death under the city walls with astonishing casualties.

It seems that only for some bloody purposes, the corpses of these savage warriors were used to directly fill the moat on this side.

By the way, let's see what kind of defense the defenders have.