Hong Tao led people to quickly count the number of people on both sides of the river, while Xiao Ya and Wen Meng gathered the wounded team members together and quickly treated their wounds.

After a while, Lingling ran to Wan Lin's side and reported: "Report, the action team slightly injured six people, all of them were slightly injured in the arm, a total of 368 enemies were killed, there were no alive mouths, 208 people were killed in the scimitar tribe, and 108 people remained on the battlefield, all of them were painted, in addition, we have sniffed the antidote to the living scimitar soldiers, only the old patriarch has not yet given them an antidote."

There were many scimitar warriors lying on the ground, they were all stunned by the fragrance of the incense demon branches emanating from the long whip in the hands of the leopard team members, Lingling and the others woke up the rest of the scimitar warriors, but they did not detoxify the soul characters in this clan, they were worried that the old patriarch would wake up and add unnecessary trouble to the action team, so let Wan Lin decide whether to rescue immediately.

A look of sadness flashed on Wan Lin's face, 208 fearless warriors in a brave tribe fell forever on the battlefield to defend their homeland, he didn't know why this tribe was attacked on such a large scale, but the other party spared no expense and sent nearly 400 heavily armed soldiers to besiege a tribe that was so brave and good at fighting, there must be an important reason.

He turned his head to look at the field, only to see that the old people and women who had just arrived were silently helping their relatives, all of them had tears on their faces, and a group of old people with gray sideburns had sad and angry expressions on their faces, none of them made a sound, they were gently bandaging the wounds of their injured relatives, silently moving the bodies of the dead.

A group of lightly wounded young men had already stood up, and they silently lifted their fallen companions and placed them neatly together, no expression of grief could be seen on their faces, but there was a burning flame in each of their eyes.

Wan Lin looked at Hong Tao beside him and the wind knife that came over, and the three of them shook their heads gently, and they all let out a long sigh in their hearts: What kind of nation is this, in the face of so many relatives who have died in battle, they did not let out a deafening cry, but their eyes were flashing with vengeful anger.

Wan Lin whispered to Hong Tao: "Wake up the old patriarch." Then he walked with Hong Tao and the wind knife to the old patriarch who had fallen to the ground.

Hong Tao and Feng Dao took out the long whip from their waists as they walked, ready to give the old patriarch them a taste of the antidote in the whip, the two took out the long whip and stroked the whip body lovingly, and then looked at each other, and both showed a knowing smile on their faces.

The battle just now went so smoothly, mainly because the enemy thought that the scimitar tribe was already at the end of the crossbow, so they all gathered from the stealth hillside to the opposite riverbank, just exposed to the strong firepower of the action team, and became a group of moving live targets.

It was not until the end of the battle at this time that Hong Tao and the others really understood why Wan Lin had delayed issuing the order to attack, he was waiting for the enemy to run out of the hidden places on the hillside and be exposed to his own firepower, only when this opportunity appeared, the action team of more than 30 people could wipe out the enemy on the opposite bank with very little manpower and strong firepower, and avoid the scene of fire confrontation with the enemy.

At that time, if the squad had been exposed early, it would have formed a situation of fire confrontation with the enemy on the opposite bank, and in a short period of time, the squad would not have been able to rush across the river from the narrow bridge, and it would have caused heavy casualties of its own.

And late, the combat power of the scimitar tribe is exhausted, and their thirty or so people will have to face hundreds of enemies who rush across the riverbank, and it will also form an unfavorable situation for their own side, besides, this is the enemy's sphere of influence, and the enemy may welcome reinforcements at any time; If you are in a foreign country, you will not have any support at all, and once you do, the entire team will be in danger of being wiped out.

Therefore, Wan Lin chose the right time, and it was also the time when the team members saw those old men and women rushing out, and the hearts of each team member were full of fighting spirit, and at the same time, the enemies also gathered on the river bank, thus achieving the expected battle effect.

Entering the melee combat stage, this long whip has played a great role, not only increasing the fighting distance, but also the whip body is extremely tough, not only can be taken care of left and right in battle, but also after injecting true qi, it is no less than a sharp blade several meters long, and the fragrance emitted by its dancing can also make the enemy lose combat effectiveness in a short time, greatly reducing their own casualties.

However, most of the scimitar warriors were stunned by the aroma of the long whip, but fortunately, this smell was not harmful to the body, and the members of the action team were wearing anti-poison pills prepared by Grandpa Wan Lin with incense magic balls, and they were not afraid of the attack of this aroma.

A few people raised their feet and walked to the old patriarch and their side, and the three Abu brothers had already been rescued by Zhang Wa, and at this time, they were squatting nervously in front of the old patriarch with a bunch of old men.

When they saw Wanlin and them coming, everyone stood up silently, bent down with their right hand to make way for them, just now, Abu had already told the tribesmen everything that had happened, and they knew that it was the people brought by these leopard gods who saved their bend tribe and rescued their people when they were in danger.

Wan Lin and the others walked straight to the old patriarch and them, and saw that Xiaohua and Xiaobai were dragging Xiaoya's trouser leg to the money leopard who was still panting, and the three of them understood that Xiaohua was asking Xiaoya to save their brother.

The three of them squatted in front of the old patriarch and them, drew a long whip from their waists, and placed the whip handle in front of the noses of the old patriarch.

The surrounding clansmen looked at Wan Lin and their actions in surprise, they had just thought that the patriarch and Ah Leopard had collapsed with force, and they didn't know that it was the fragrance on the long whip that stunned a few people.

After a while, the old patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, followed by Ah Bao and Ah Hu also opened their eyes, the three of them saw Wan Lin in front of them, immediately turned over and sat up, kneeling on the ground with both hands, the old patriarch's body swayed, the corners of his mouth were still bleeding out, obviously, just now he saw so many casualties in the fierce battle, and he was extremely angry and suffered internal injuries, Wan Lin quickly held his left hand and gave him some true qi.

At this time, the scimitar people around who were stroking their chests with their right hands saw the old patriarch kneeling on the ground, and they all knelt on the ground with a "poof", and stretched out their hands to the ground.

The old patriarch's face was much better at this time, he looked at Wan Lin and shook his head, suddenly straightened up, opened his mouth and shouted loudly to the surrounding clansmen in the tribal language: "It is the leopard god who has saved our scimitar tribe with the gods, with the protection of the leopard god, our scimitar tribe will not perish, and the blood debt must be repaid with blood, let us the people of the leopard god thank our gods." ”