On the polar night of the alien star, the entire planet was plunged into darkness, and the faint light of the starry sky shrouded the sky like a thin veil. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is almost completely dark in places where there are no fluorescent plants. Six figures sneaked up from the other side of the island like ghosts, and it was hard to imagine how their heavy bodies could move silently on the ground.

In the middle of the two watchtowers, Naga is in full swing to lay obstacles, and Naga on the watchtower is engrossed in the sea, closely following Niga's movements, and no one thinks that death will lurk around him. They died silently in the dark, before they could sound the alarm, and the dying Naga tried to knock over the fish oil lamp and pour it on the pyre, but the palm of his hand was cut off with a knife.

Turniga finally saw the killing machine, and the ingenious design looked like it had been made by a human. Facing this crossbow, Turniga suddenly had a special feeling. He stroked the crossbow and was intrigued by the parts that composed, fascinated by every line, every corner, every groove on its body. It was a perfect blend of strength and beauty, and Turniga suddenly felt a little rough with his weapon. And now he is going to destroy the love of his heart with this crude weapon, and it feels like he wants to kill his lover with his own hands, which makes him extremely painful.

As if he had touched his lover's skin, he nostalgically touched the crossbow again, and then raised his bone knife and slashed down. The crossbow was made of wood, and it could not withstand the chopping of Tu Niga, and in a few moments it broke into several pieces, and the broken wood and some parts were scattered all over the ground. Another Niga took a fish oil lamp and threw it on the crossbow that had been broken into pieces, and the flames quickly rose. Seeing the smoke and flames coming from the watchtower on the opposite side, Tu Niga knew that the plan was successful, and he had to follow the route he had found to escape. The abnormal smoke coming out of the watchtower attracted Naga's attention, and they realized that something had happened to the watchtower, and hurriedly ran towards the watchtower. Ansu was instructing Naga to dig a trench and set a trap, and when he looked up and saw the smoke billowing from the watchtower, he knew that something was wrong, and immediately organized Naga to put out the fire. In the end, although the fire was extinguished, the crossbow was completely destroyed.

"Prepare to fend off their second attack, it's coming soon." Ansu said as he looked at the dreary night.

Sure enough, about an hour later, Niga launched a second attack, this time with the Niga infantry of the vanguard army, with various tools, filling the trenches dug by Naga and destroying the traps. The way they filled the trenches was brutal and simple, using the corpses of the Naga or Niga directly, which not only allowed them to fill the trenches quickly, but also cleared the way for the advance of the troops behind. But Naga won't let Niga succeed easily. Behind the trenches and traps, there was Naga's array of arrows, and at the sound of an order, the arrows were like flying locusts, and like a rain of arrows, they were overwhelmingly facing Niga under the hood, and Niga could not dodge, and suddenly fell down, most of them were hit by a few arrows before falling. Because there was no Naga in Niga, Naga could finally put aside his worries and boldly draw his bow and shoot arrows. Naga's training time for archery is very short, and many Naga's accuracy is not good, but the victory is due to the large number of arrows, and if you miss this one, you may be hit by the arrow next to you. At the end of a round of arrow rain, Naga in front was replaced, and on top of the bottom, and so on, Niga would not be able to rush for a while. The giant crocodiles following behind the infantry flicked their tails impatiently, and they almost couldn't help but want to fight!

"Gotta find something to cover it up." Tur Niga suggested that he had done his job perfectly, and many Niga looked up to him.

"I'm looking for it now, it's too late." Tu Niga shook his head.

"Do you want to let your people die like this?"

"Nope." Tu Niga smiled inscrutablely, "I have a way to break their blockade. ”

The arrow array temporarily blocked Niga's attack, but Naga believed more in traditional weapons at the beginning, fearing that this small arrow could not cause damage to Niga, so bows and arrows were not made in large quantities. In about half an hour, they ran out of arrows. The Naga patriarch had no choice but to command some Naga to venture out and retrieve the arrows.

"Patriarch, now is the time." Tu Niga said to the Nyga Patriarch. The Iga patriarch nodded, and called for the semi-domesticated crocodiles to be driven over.

Naga was rejoicing in defeating Niga once more, and he couldn't imagine that this little arrow could be so lethal. The two times he was able to defeat Niga was because of Ansu's help, and Naga's attitude towards Ansu was a little more respectful.

"Don't send too many people to pick up arrows, try to repair broken traps and trenches." Ansu suggested, feeling faintly uneasy.

"It's okay, Nica won't come back so soon." The Naga patriarch pretended to be relaxed.

As soon as the words fell, there was a vibration on the ground, which continued. Suddenly a pair of green eyes appeared in the waves, like wolves, cold and ruthless. Unlike the previous giant crocodiles, these were not ridden by Niga. They are more bestial and aggressive.

They are driven towards the island, rushing left and right, those in front of them falling into the trench trap, and those behind will not hesitate to step on it. They were hungry, and they only saw Naga as food, and they rushed forward like crazy, wave after wave, like endless waves, and under the continuous lapping of this "huge wave", the last layer of Naga's defense was also broken. Niga, who was waiting for an opportunity in the back, immediately rushed in and tore the gap even wider. Naga had no choice but to put down his bow and arrows, pick up the bone spear, and fight Niga to the death. They will not back down, because behind them is their family, the hope of the clan, and if they hold on a little longer, they will have more hope for life. Therefore, although some Naga were seriously injured, they still clung to Niga without fear of death, creating opportunities for other clansmen to attack. They don't even take an inch back when they die!

The sound of the cries of battle turned into a fierce wind on the sea, roaring between heaven and earth. The waves crashed on the shore, and instead of a thousand piles of snow, they rolled up severed arms and stumps. When a flock of giant sea crows heard the news, they were like black clouds. They feasted on this rare feast.

Enduring the pain in his arm, the Naga patriarch fended off Niga's attacks again and again, and slowly leaned towards Daru Naga. Daru Naga was already red-eyed, and he almost picked the Naga patriarch as Niga.

"Patriarch, how did you get here?" Daru Naga asked.

"I need you to go to Tuwu and tell him to get everything ready." Patriarch Naga said as he pulled off the token representing the identity of the patriarch from his neck and stuffed it into Daru's hand.

Daru Naga shuddered as he held the token, and looked at Patriarch Naga in astonishment, as if he had just misheard.

"Go ahead."