But can they be blamed? They weren't even samurai eating, but samurai who were sleeping and waiting for the shift to change at night.

For this reason, in the rather hot weather, they were almost slippery, and only after hearing the fight did they rush out of the hole, and many of them did not even have weapons.

Because most of the people in the temporary caves dug during the war were relatively tight, and as many people could sleep in a cave, for this reason, weapons and equipment and any other chores could only be placed outside the cave.

In such a state, how can they fight with the fat man who is armed to the teeth?

But they can't slip away yet, there is no doubt that the upper echelons of the tribe have requirements for the division, and they are not allowed to evacuate the valley mouth area easily.

The gentleman was very excited, and he went specifically at such a samurai, beating these tribal samurai who were looking for weapons everywhere on the ground into leaky broken straw bags.

Even the gentleman and the fat man rushed to the front, went to the side holes of the valleys to search and kill, and when the bamboo spear was killed, he changed it to a stone stick that he picked up.

"Will this fat man die in vain?" Bing Yu saw it from afar and said worriedly.

"Dead in waves?" Zhang Jingtao ran out of long arrows and couldn't be rescued, so he had already taken a shield and killed the enemy with the guards.

If this battle is lost, then even if he can successfully retreat, he will not have any more armor-piercing arrows in his hands.

The weakness of arrows over take-off stones is that arrows are difficult to reuse on the battlefield.

After listening to Bing Yu's words, Zhang Jingtao looked into the distance.

Unfortunately, the interior of the valley is shaded by trees.

But it didn't matter if you couldn't see the inside of the valley clearly, just among the trees, at this moment, nearly ten murderous and fully armed tribal warriors rushed out.

Although these people may not seem like much, they can definitely play a big role in the battle.

Although the Night Clan commando team was extremely smooth, and the battle so far, not a single person was damaged, and it was completely a one-sided killing of three hundred people, but the tribal army had a scale of nearly five hundred people after all.

The battle is still very chaotic with more than 200 people fighting separately in this tribe.

Such a samurai is not completely without combat power, as long as someone leads them and stabilizes their morale, then it is very likely that they will turn more than 200 into a powerful force.

And when the gentleman came out of a cave with a stone stick, he collided with those samurai.

Zhang Jingtao was shocked and scolded: "! What are you doing in front of you! ”

Just when he was surprised, the warriors of the tribes were also surprised, and they looked at the gentleman, "Damn, what is this?"

I saw that the gentleman fat didn't know what he thought, probably too proud, riding the stone stick, as if he could ride a beast, and roaring like a tiger, he came out of the hole, and when he bumped into the dozen or so tribal warriors, the small round eyes on the bun's face were round.

The expression of consternation was like that of a chubby child of eight or nine years old.

And the white body, without wearing leather armor, the wide belt and the pants with hanging stalls, as if around a sumo belt, and the upper body shook as he ran, and the fat shook like a woman, very spicy eyes.

Probably because it was too hot in the cave, the fat man thought that there were so many enemies in the valley, and he had already sat back and relaxed, so when he went to the cave to kill, he actually put off all the leather armor.

Crisis!

What a crisis!

Anyone who encounters this situation has only one word, die!

So, it's always death, maybe you can fight for one more and earn one, right?

That's what everybody thinks.

Everyone also saw that the gentleman fat did the same.

The gentleman was fat and alone, just a man, dragging his stone stick and rushing up.

No matter how this fat man behaved before, the fat man at this moment is really heroic!

"Don't give away heads." Even Bing Yu couldn't help but cry out with sympathy, you know, although this white fat man is very wavelike, his combat ability is really good.

And Zhang Jingtao was completely helpless about this, because he didn't have an armor-breaking arrow in his hand.

"Hey, our adjutant is still very powerful, it's just a little wave, but unfortunately, it's going to hang." There was a samurai sigh.

"Isn't a dead fat man also very obscene? You still took the opportunity to touch me when I was a prisoner, how did you get the best of it? Hey, dead fatty. The female soldiers in the fat squadron also sighed.

"Let's hurry up there and save this fat man." Another female soldier said.

"I think I'll let him die." Immediately, a male samurai muttered unpleasantly, you must know that the female soldiers in the two squadrons who followed the fat man, although their figures were quite powerful, but their faces were not bad.

It's not surprising, don't look at the people of Honghuang who don't know how to engage in beauty or anything, but the parents of the children will not eat a lot of chemicals, and the children born are not easy to crooked melons and cracked dates, and the same is true in the process of growth, so there are usually no pimples, dark classes, and small moles on the skin, and the bones are not easy to deform, as long as the appearance is upright, the skin is good and the natural femininity is already good.

However, before the squadron could look there, everyone was in a little excited, thinking that this fat man could still be so strong, and when they saw the fat man running away, they shouted with a flattering face: "Captain, my own people!" ”

Then he pointed to a huge tuul with his hand: "Captain, that direction is conducive to the assembly of the team." ”

The dozen or so tribal warriors were all surprised to look at the fat man, thinking about such a spicy-eyed figure, they should have seen it, why are they not familiar with it?

Maybe this fat man used to wear straw clothes.

Besides, this one who doesn't wear clothes, only his own soldiers, the enemy soldiers are here to assault, how can they not wear leather armor?

"A bunch of rubbish! Come on! The samurai captain snorted coldly and took the lead in rushing forward.

The gentleman had an obedient look, followed the last one, but the stone stick was quietly raised.

All the samurai who saw this scene were sweating on their backs.

Depend on! What a heroic! This is a lewd dead fat man! Absolute!

And those logistics warriors who fought in front didn't notice this, if they could notice, then the samurai who came out of the valley wouldn't have shouted and gathered useless.

I won't have to ask the fat man to point out a meeting place.

The fat man had a harmless expression, and the stick fell.

One stick, one dead.

The battlefield was so noisy that no one could hear the sound of the stick.

Another dull stick, another dead.

Stick after stick, the fat man didn't have a trace of smugness on his face, he still had a very innocent look with round eyes flickering, and the chubby bun face was even very pink and cute, but the two eyeballs were turning and seemed to be using their brains.

The last stick, the fat man's level was a little poor, the captain turned around, and said very strangely: "Dead fat man, what are you doing beating Lao Tzu?"