Chapter 219: Fight for a New World

"Then I hope that the warriors of the flower tribe will contribute more." Toto smiled.

As he drew closer to the river, Abahai saw that the enemy ahead was already gathering, as if he knew he was coming to attack the place.

"Looks like our opponent is quite confident!" Abahai sneered.

Toto looked at the enemy waiting in front of him, and glanced at the big man beside him, both showing a hint of horror.

"Don't underestimate them, they're not those weak tribes." Toto kindly warned.

"Toto, I see that you are so frightened by them that you can only stick your head in a hole and tremble like a mole on the prairie." Abahai glanced at Toto and walked forward with his own people.

"Father, how can there be so many people in this tribe this time, it seems that we still underestimate them." The big man on the side said worriedly.

"Don't get too close to the front for a while, let this idiot fight them first, and we'll wait for the opportunity." Toto said slowly.

The big man nodded, whispered a few words to his subordinates, and led the army to follow behind the flower tribe.

"Warriors, attack! Kill all the enemies in front of you, break the tribe, and let the woman take it. Abahai yelled.

When the soldiers of the Flower Tribe heard this, they immediately let out an excited roar, brandishing their weapons and rushing forward.

Lin Huo looked at the rushing enemy, constantly judging the distance of the enemy.

When the enemy ran a hundred meters, Lin Huo shouted: "First column, release arrows!" ”

Whoosh!

A dozen arrows shot in a volley, forming a rain of arrows in the sky and falling into the enemy's formation.

This round of salvo suddenly brought down as many as seven or eight people.

Seeing this, Abahai was shocked, and before he could touch a single hair of the enemy, there were casualties on his side.

Enraged, Abahai shouted, "Rush and kill them!" ”

After the first round of arrows was fired, the archers in the second row, after Lin Huo's order, fired another volley.

In order to be able to maintain a continuous firepower output, Wang Lang told Lin Huo about the three-stage shooting method, and after a long period of training, the archers have become extremely proficient in using it.

Under the continuous shooting of bows and arrows, when the flower tribe rushed to a distance of twenty meters from the position, a large number of corpses had fallen along the way, and those who did not die could only lie on the ground and continue to wail.

Abahai's heart was dripping blood, these warriors could be said to be his private property, how could there have been such a large casualty.

The soldiers of the Flower Tribe felt frightened at this moment, looking at the enemy in front of them, every time they raised their bows and arrows, they would be frightened, and the momentum of the previous charge was greatly reduced.

"Archers stand back!" Wang Lang roared.

When Lin Huo heard this, he hurriedly took the archers and quickly retreated behind the spearmen.

Two phalanxes of spearmen, marching in unison, slowly approached the enemy in front of them.

A hundred people walked in order, and the earth seemed to tremble.

Where had Abahai ever seen such a way of fighting, looking at the enemy in front of him who was getting closer and closer, he felt a trace of fear, but as the bravest person of the Flower Tribe, the pride in his heart made him roar angrily and lead the soldiers towards the enemy.

In an instant, the Flower Tribe rushed over like a tide, slapping heavily on the stubborn stone with the salt department.

The tragedy of the era of cold weapons is vividly reflected at this moment.

The battlefield is the best touchstone, the ubiquitous sound of fighting, screams, make these recruits on the battlefield for the first time boil their blood, at this moment there is no fear in their hearts, as if they are like a robot, listening to the orders ringing in their ears, constantly stabbing, collecting spears, and stabbing again.

Watching the enemies die at their hands one by one, the soldiers looked blank.

Some of the brave soldiers of the Flower Tribe, relying on their bravery, killed in front of the phalanx, but what made them desperate was that the stone axe they swung could not see through the strange branches on the enemy's body.

These brave soldiers were soon stabbed into bloody holes by other spearmen.

"Father, Abahai is about to lose his bearings, let's go too!" Dahan said anxiously.

Toto frowned and said, "Look at it, don't you see that there is still a group of enemies over there who haven't moved, and we are going up now to look for death." ”

"But, father, if this continues, we will definitely lose!"

"We underestimated this tribe, leave those things alone, if the situation is not right, we will retreat immediately!" Toto said with a gloomy face.

Dahan looked at his father in disbelief, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "What about the flower tribe!" ”

"Whether he lives or dies is not our business, if he dies here, we will go back and annex the Flower Tribe and send people to this tribe to sue for peace." Toto said coldly.

"This... Will this betrayal of the allies be punished by the gods? The big man said with a pale face.

"Hmph, the gods won't punish us, the gods only recognize the strong." Toto said slowly.

While the two of them were thinking about each other, the battle on the battlefield was still going on.

Two phalanx of spears continued to advance forward.

The slaughterhouse-like slaughter made everyone in the Flower Tribe frightened and faintly on the verge of collapse.

Seeing this, Jianya, who was waiting for an opportunity, hurriedly sent his army to join the battlefield.

The spearmen on this side of the river, although the formation was not as neat as the main force, their addition was like the last straw that crushed the camel.

The Flower Tribe completely collapsed, giving up on resisting the enemy, throwing down their weapons and howling and running towards the rear, trying to get out of this hellish place as quickly as possible.

"Come back, give me all back!" Abahai roared.

As the so-called defeat is like a mountain, the soldiers who have already collapsed do not pay any attention to his anger, but want to flee here with fear on their faces.

"Chase!" Wang Lang waved his hand forward and said.

The cavalrymen lurking on the side, seeing the victory on their side, took their spears, turned over the deer, and chased towards the rout.

"Withdraw, withdraw!" Toto yelled.

The Fire Tribe, which had preserved its strength, turned around and fled towards the west the moment the Flower Tribe collapsed, and the speed of running was staggering.

With the addition of cavalry, these routs were quickly surrounded.

The soldiers of the Flower Tribe, who had given up resistance, huddled together in fear, looking at the enemies who surrounded them.

"Chief, grab a big man."

The bark excitedly grabbed Abahai, whose face was like ashes, kicked him to the ground, and knelt in front of Wang Lang.

Wang Lang just glanced at Abahai, who was kneeling on the ground, and said casually: "Escort him and these people back to the tribe!" ”