The enemy, who was still on the hillside on the other side of the river, saw the beginning of hand-to-hand combat on the other side of the river, stood up and ran towards the riverbank, and in an instant more than a hundred people were gathered on the bank of the river, eager to make sense of the narrow bridge deck and rush across the river.

On the two narrow bridges, more and more enemies shouted and rushed over to join the battle group here, sporadic gunshots also rang out from the melee crowd, and there were constantly soldiers armed with scimitars who were penetrated by the opponent's bullets and bayonets.

At this time, the advantage of the scimitar warriors' surprise attack that suddenly emerged from behind the stone pile was gradually losing in front of the ever-increasing number of opponents, and each scimitar warrior was facing several enemies that were constantly coming, and the enemies who rushed over were nearly two hundred.

After the rain, the night sky was clear, the bright moonlight with the starlight in the sky sprinkled a layer of silver-gray light on the mountain col, and the valley that should have been very quiet was shaking countless black shadows on the river bank, and the sky above the mountain col echoed with the fierce collision of knives and guns and the screams that rang out from time to time.

The old patriarch kept wielding his scimitar under the protection of Ah Hu and a few people, and the fierce leopard also quickly pounced on the enemy around them, claw slapping and mouth biting, and seven or eight enemies had been injured in an instant, and a low roar continued to come out of his mouth, and the two front paws and the fur on his face had been stained red with blood.

The old patriarch waved his scimitar at the enemy in front of him, and a pair of sharp eyes swept over the scimitar warriors who were fighting from time to time, and in front of the old patriarch's eyes, one by one the scimitar warriors were falling under the enemy's bayonets.

The old patriarch's eyes had turned blood-red, and he swung his scimitar at the enemy in front of him to block the enemy's bayonet, moving flexibly under his feet, not at all like an old man with gray sideburns, the scimitar in his hand was already stained with the blood of the enemy, and the Ah Hu people around him were covered with blood.

They didn't say a word, they swung the scimitar in their hands vigorously, and rushed wherever there were many people, several of them were the most famous scimitar masters in the clan, and they were as agile and fierce as leopards in the fight, and where they rushed over, a black shadow with a broken arm and head fell down, and the eyes of several people were already full of blood.

At this time, more and more enemies rushed across the two small bridges, one by one the scimitar warriors fell in front of the enemy's bright bayonets, and the flashing scimitar blades in the crowd became less and less, and more enemies were pouring in from the two small bridges.

The old patriarch's wrinkled face kept twitching, he looked at the two enemies in front of him who were rushing with bayonets, a look of despair flashed in his blood-red eyes, and he suddenly stepped forward under his feet, and on the side of his body, a sharp knife flashed, and the scimitar in his right hand flew over the opponent's neck with first-class knife light, and at the moment when the enemy's head flew up, another enemy next to him suddenly shouted, and the cold bayonet with a gust of wind sound, "Phew", pierced the old patriarch's chest.

Seeing that the sharp bayonets were about to pass through the chest of the old patriarch, and Ah Hu and Ah Leopard on the left and right were tightly entangled by several sharp bayonets, and they couldn't cover him at all.

The old patriarch's eyes narrowed into a slit, and his pupils contracted sharply to the size of pinholes, and he knew that he was finished.

At the critical moment when the bayonet shining with cold light was about to pierce the old patriarch's chest, a huge black shadow flew in front of the old patriarch with the sound of the wind, and the enemy who was stabbing the old patriarch with a spear suddenly felt a gust of wind rolling towards him, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a huge shadow black pressure rushing towards him from the side.

He didn't care about continuing to assassinate the person in front of him, quickly retreated and raised the muzzle of the gun, his left hand quickly wiped the gun on the body of the gun, pulled the bolt with a "bang", and quickly pulled the trigger with his right hand, the whole action was very fast, this is obviously a battle-hardened veteran

The sound of gunfire was accompanied

A short roar of "whoop" was followed by a heavy slapping sound of "pop", and the old patriarch was shocked, knowing that it was his money leopard that saved him at the moment of crisis, but the continuous gunfire obviously hit the huge leopard body, and he turned to look at the leopard.

At this time, the golden leopard was falling to the side crookedly, the golden hair on its chest had been stained red with bright red blood, and the enemy whose head was slapped into the neck cavity under his right paw was also falling down.

The golden leopard that was falling from the side of the air village seemed to feel the old patriarch's eyes, and immediately turned his head to look at the old patriarch, and the green fluorescence in his eyes was slowly dissipating......

Seeing the scene in front of him, the old patriarch's heart contracted suddenly, his body suddenly shook violently, he bent his knees, knelt on the rocky beach, raised his head high and roared to the sky: "Leopard God, save your people." A large mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, and a red mist of blood filled the night sky......

Just as the old patriarch's desperate roar sounded, Wan Lin was lying on the top of the canopy and suddenly heard a huge roar coming from behind him.

He turned his head to look, and a group of murderous old men suddenly rushed out of the tribal compound, followed by a group of women in colorful costumes, each of whom was holding a burning torch in one hand and a glittering scimitar in the other, stumbling, shouting, and screaming towards the battlefield with a murderous sound......

With the desperate shout of the old patriarch, the scimitar warriors who were fighting fiercely on the battlefield suddenly roared in despair, each of them like a leopard that had been cornered, waving their scimitars and pounced on the enemy in front of them without fear of death.

The claw of all the tribesmen of the Scimitar tribe suddenly echoed in the col, this is the last cry of an ancient tribe that has been cornered, and the screams of all the tribesmen of an ancient tribe who regard death as home, they want to defend their territory with their own bodies and their precious lives, and call for the gods of heaven......

The sight in front of him moved all the action team members in the woods, and the eyes of each action team member were red, and everyone's heart felt as if they had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

"Leopard head, get on." Wan Lin's headphones sounded the low roar of more than thirty team members in unison.

"On the ground, snipers and firefighters will take out the opponent's firepower point, and the rest of the team members will concentrate their firepower to kill the enemy on the shore and act." Wan Lin's eyes burst into flames, and the sound of explosion and thunder resounded over the trees.

Just when Wan Lin issued the order, the little flower beside Wan Lin suddenly stood up on the top of the canopy, the blue light in his eyes burst out, and a dazzling blue light suddenly rose into the sky, raising his head and roaring.

......A long roar sounded, and a red light pierced the dense canopy in the forest behind Wan Lin and rose into the sky, and the sharp roar of Xiaobai was accompanied by the roar of Xiaohua and Wan Lin in the mountains, and then two small black shadows rushed out of the woods with two pillars of red and blue light.