Chapter 520: Assemble
took off a fairly clean coat on his body, and covered the red cypress that was covered in blood.
Song Yong bowed one last time to Chi Bai, a respectable old man, an elder who had given him a lot of help.
Then, the goods strode out of the cave and walked towards the position of the mountain pass.
In a place where there was still a long way away, Song Yong shouted loudly at the gangsters:
"Hooligans, your Italian cannon? No, Lao Tzu's loud speaker? Give Lao Tzu the loudest volume and play the most energetic music. ”
In a word, as loud as the voice, put it as loud as possible. ”
"Okay! That big speaker has always been well protected, there is no problem at all, and the battery is still more than 80 percent. ”
After hearing this, the scoundrel hurriedly replied with such a sentence in his mouth.
Even if he didn't know why he needed to play a powerful piece of music at such a tense and critical time, he still had to play it at the highest volume.
But since Brother Yong has said it, he, the dirt bun in Brother Yong's mouth, just do it!
Even, in the tone of the hooligan's loud answer, there was a rather cheerful mood.
Even if you are an indigenous hooligan in the primitive era, you have not heard of the sentence that many literary and artistic young people in the modern plane often say:
As long as there is music, the world will not be destroyed.
But whenever the music in the loudspeaker sounded, it always cheered the hooligan, so he thought that it would be a wonderful idea to have a great piece of music at such a time.
Therefore, while agreeing to come down, the hooligan quickly ran to a place more than ten meters away.
Because even when he was evacuated here urgently before and formed this temporary defense line, he did not forget to forget the artifact of the gray rabbit tribe.
He evacuated here with a loud speaker, carefully placed behind the defensive line, and covered it with weeds.
And now, this approach has finally come in handy......
Play music, or play a blast of music at maximum volume.
Naturally, it wasn't Song Yong's head cramps, and he wanted to come and lead everyone to dance the square dance together, using this weird way to raise everyone's morale to the extreme.
In fact, he has a more important purpose:
After the big battle just now, based on the situation after Song Yong observed it with a telescope, the comparison of the remaining forces of the two sides is probably like this.
On the side of the savages, there were probably about 6,000 dead and wounded.
After all, as the attacker's side, facing the strict formation of the coalition forces, they paid a lot of casualties in the early stage.
And for the savages, as long as they are seriously injured, there is no possibility of survival at all.
Because they don't have to wait for them to breathe when they are seriously injured, they may be added with more or less table salt, put on the fire to smoke and air dry.
It has become a popular traditional delicacy among the savage tribes.
It is a pity that the strength of the savage army that poured out of the nest is too terrifying, and after removing these casualties, the entire savage army still remains, at least 15,000 troops.
The only fortunate thing is that their strongest heavy cavalry is completely finished.
On the side of the coalition forces, there should have been about 4,000 casualties, and these unlucky bastards were all left outside the Col defense line, as far as a few miles away.
Anyway, as long as the people who failed to escape into the defense line, almost no one was spared, and they were all killed by the savages.
Therefore, in addition to the 4,000 casualties, the coalition forces can now use about 6,000 people.
With the addition of the early ones, they were evacuated to the Chibai tribe on this side, and they could barely squeeze out more than 1,000 sturdy women comrades, old and young.
At least 7,000 troops, it can still be barely pieced together.
Calculated in this way, the comparison of the forces of the two sides does not seem to make Song Yong desperate.
The problem is that in the midst of the rout just now, these people were frightened and ran everywhere, and it was really difficult for them to gather for a while.
In this way, the effect of the big sound comes out.
"The wolf smoke rises and the mountains look north, the dragon flag rolls, the horse neighses, and the sword qi is like frost~"
In the sudden sound of loud music, Song Yong began to raise the electric horn, and shouted loudly:
"All the Grey Rabbit tribe has it, immediately start to gather, we don't care about the people of the other tribes, today the warriors of our Gray Rabbit tribe must fight to the death, and will let those wild people know that there are still some hard bones in the southwest region. ”
Soon, there were still more than 360 musket troops left, plus more than 200 old and weak reinforcements who came to support.
There was also a giant turtle hair head that had re-emerged from the turtle shell, and gathered in front of Song Yong.
Then, under the leadership of Brother Yong, they crossed a wall of fire against the army of savages a few miles away, and they drew the middle fingers of one by one.
Then, the war dance of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, which was famous in the southwest region, began to dance again.
Open your mouth, baring your teeth widely, blowing your beard and glaring.
and under the fierce howl of all kinds of ghosts and wolves, under the leadership of Song Yong, more than 600 people made various actions in a uniform manner.
It was also under such circumstances that the small team of the Gray Rabbit Tribe skyrocketed with earth-shattering momentum.
As Brother Yong said: as long as the people of the Gray Rabbit Tribe are not dead, they will not let the wild people be proud for one more day.
At the same time, those people from other tribes in the southwest region, after seeing such a scene.
The courage and pride in my heart also rose one by one.
Soon after, the voice of the spear roaring sounded: "Brother Yong, don't worry, in order to avenge Lord Chibai, our Chibai tribe is also willing to fight to the last man." ”
He led nearly 3,000 or so people and began to assemble towards the rear of the Gray Rabbit Tribe.
Even, he was not so proficient in dancing the same war dance.
Among the 3,000 or so people, just like the phalanx of the Gray Rabbit Tribe at this moment, a large part of them are half-old cubs.
They joined the phalanx with stone spears that were a head taller than themselves.
"We are the Tough Bone Tribe, and there is no existence of a bad race, please count us in this next war. ”
Subsequently, there were only two totem warriors left in the Tough Bone Tribe, and they joined the assembled team with about 500 people, and among the 500 people, there were still a considerable number of people with no light injuries.
Such a scene is like opening a flood valve.
One voice after another sounded at the same time, representing one tribe after another, regaining the courage to fight.
"Brother Yong, how can we be without our Cangyan tribe at such a time. "This is the declaration of Qing Yan, the leader of the Cangyan tribe, when he joined the team with less than thirty warriors left.
"We, the Heavy Ear Tribe, are also willing to fight to the last man~"
"And us, none of the masters of our Green Snake Tribe have died, and the Savage Tribe is still a little too happy. ”
In this way, on the empty flat ground behind Song Yong, the people gradually became denser, and finally everyone who could move joined the queue.
After waiting for the fire in front of them to be extinguished, a new battle will begin......
What happened on this side of the pass was soon noticed by the savages on that side.
Then, six skeleton-like figures appeared in front of the wild army, pointing at this side,
Obviously, this is the remaining five of the seven elders of the Secret Palace.
As for the missing one, it is the dark goose that Song Yong has dealt with once.
That thing didn't lose his life in the last outpost battle, because of the backlash of witchcraft, but he didn't expect that in the end, he suffered a big loss under Akashikashi's men.
Even from a distance, they seemed to be able to feel the determination to fight to the death here.
Then, under their orders, the savages who were cleaning the battlefield began to assemble as well, and finally formed a messy but thick formation.