One side is a team that lives by fighting, and the other side is a team famous for the defense of Baiman Mountain, even if there are 100 people on one side and 50 people on the other, neither side has much advantage.

Fifty iron balls each rolled towards their opponents with amazing power, this hob combat skill is a technical job, and the two need to cooperate very tacitly.

As the guards of the Liebu Hunting Clan, they are all experienced in a hundred battles, and the hob combat skills of this Fat Tribe's hob must have been seen, so the people of the Taihua Clan are not worried at all.

As long as the personnel are dispersed, they don't go head-on with the Iron Ball.

The fat people can't do it, and they will consume a lot of physical strength when they launch a few hob skills, and if they don't have their physical strength, the fat people will naturally become their own combat achievements.

When facing ordinary enemies, the fat guys will never use this kind of cheating skills.

Today, there is no geographical advantage, no personnel advantage, no equipment advantage, purely to delay time, Balu Zha can only sacrifice his own people.

The battle was very strong, but it was not fierce at all, everyone had their own little calculations in their hearts, one was to delay time, and the other was to let the fat men exhaust their physical strength.

Liebu Lieqi saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and the actions of the fat people also confirmed what he thought in his heart.

I only blamed myself for being too careless, I originally wanted to ask my subordinates to solve the people of the Fat tribe as quickly as possible, but now it seems that they want to kill time with themselves.

Liebu Lieqi said to Balu Zalu: "The people of the Fat Tribe, they are really waste, they fight when they fight, and they are still hiding in the shell, so Young Master Ben will not accompany you to wait here stupidly." ”

After speaking, he left the 100 local Taihua tribesmen, and prepared to leave with his attendants and the remaining Taihua tribesmen.

Seeing this, Balu Zalu was anxious, knowing that Liebu Lieqi must have found that there were a lot of people missing from his squadron, and now he said that no matter how much he said, it would definitely be useless, so he hurriedly arranged manpower to block Liebu's way.

The people who fought against the Liebu Hunter head-on would surely be lost in no time.

The fat men quickly ended their hob skills, took out their armor-piercing bows and arrows, and were ready to be dispatched at any time.

Seeing that Balu Zaru reacted so violently, Liebu Lieqi became more and more happy in his heart.

Sure enough, there must be a very important person in front, which makes the fat people willing to delay time at any cost!

For whom are they doing this?

The first thing that came to Liebu's mind was that the chief was fat, but he was quickly denied it by himself.

As the little chief of the tribe here, what is the use of coming to the front line?

In an instant, I thought of another possibility, could it be that the Feifei headquarters sent an important messenger?

Arrows rained down, but they didn't stop the pace of Liebu Hunting's attendants, everyone had shields, as long as they defended properly, the loss would not be too great.

A few rounds of arrow rain fell, and only more than 20 sub-tribes of Taihua tribesmen were killed.

The barbarians were strong and strong, and they ran very fast on the ground, and the two teams collided in a dozen breaths.

Liebu Hunting took the lead, like gods and demons appearing in the world. The scimitar had an inky glow, and there was no enemy in its passing.

His speed was too fast, and many of the people on Fat's side were cut down and killed without a quick reaction.

The people on both sides are not of the same grade in the first place, and the fat people who do not have heavy defensive weapons are indeed very poor in combat power, even if they are as fierce as the people of the Taihua Department.

Balu Zalu knew that he could only do this step, and the rest was all up to Harutu's creation.

Balu Zaru was only a second-level barbarian warrior, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't get three rounds into the hands of Liebu Lieqi, a fifth-level barbarian warrior.

Liebu Lieqi hated him so much that he cut off Balu Zarun's legs and hands, but he didn't kill him, and sneered at Baluza and said, "Soon your princess will come down to accompany you!" ”

After saying that, he laughed wildly and walked away with his subordinates.

Barutu took Wei Yang to ride on a war beast and ran wildly, and the fat man who followed behind was even more sweaty and ran on the ground.

The fat people are not good at running, and their speed is limited, and there are still eighty or ninety kilometers away from the sphere of influence of the clan, and if the people of the Taihua Department catch up with them, it will be troublesome.

Wei Yang, who was sitting in the war beast, was woken up by a jolt at this time, his head was confused for a while, and he soon discovered his situation.

Looking at these guys who are uglier than themselves through the night light, and have a fight with the fat guys in the game of the Three Kingdoms.

He was covered with a circle of animal skins, and he didn't know where his weapons and armor had gone.

Not to mention the weakness of the body, the things that can be done are too limited.

If you fight them, you might be able to try it when you're good, but in your current state, you're 100% not an opponent.

The armor and weapons on their bodies prove that they are not real natives, and I only hope that I have met good people this time.

With a mentality of what has come, he waits for what will happen to him later, as long as he doesn't kill himself.

It's just that Wei Yang soon discovered that something was wrong, and these fats seemed to be running away.

Is there an enemy?

Thinking of this result, Wei Yang was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

This group of fat people doesn't seem to be weak anymore, what kind of existence can make them run away all the way like this.

Whether they live or die really doesn't matter much about themselves, but the problem now is that they have been brought in.

That's something to think about!

Now that I am so weak, if the enemy is too strong, what should I do? When I go back to Earth, I definitely can't, and my already headache is getting worse and worse.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the bad things to come.

When the Turing dog's warning cry sounded, Barutu's face changed dramatically.

It seems that his brother has been killed in battle, otherwise the enemy would not have been able to chase him so quickly.

The enemy seemed to be much stronger than expected, and the hope of his group escaping back suddenly became very slim.

Barutu thought for a moment, called a fat squad leader and said, "Gabayu, I must ensure that he lives." For the sake of the princess, for the sake of the dead captain, I must bring him back to the tribe! I'll take the trail here, and you'll be in charge of diverting the enemy. ”

Gabba didn't say anything after hearing this, nodded and said, "Brother Lutu, let's go!" Bayu will lead the enemy away! ”

Barutu nodded and said nothing, knowing that his brothers would do everything in their power to divert the enemy.

brought two subordinates, plus himself, one carrying Wei Yang's weapon and the other carrying Wei Yang, and after giving up the substitute war beast, he burrowed into the grass on the side.

Wei Yang had just listened to the conversation between Barutu and Bayu, and naturally understood that the one they were talking about must be himself.

As for what made them protect themselves so much, Wei Yang was puzzled.

Is there something about yourself that these fat people value? Doesn't look like it?

In order to protect themselves, they gave up so many clansmen with resources.

Why? Or do you mistake yourself for someone?

The only thing that Wei Yang could explain in his heart was that the revolver, war knife and armor he was carrying attracted their attention.

But is it really necessary for these three weapons to make them value themselves so much?

After thinking about it for a while, but he still couldn't figure it out, Wei Yang was also a little anxious.

What kind of people are those enemies, and will they value themselves as much as this group of fat?

Wei Yang didn't dare to bet on this, so he had to pretend to be sober in front of these three fatties.

In the current situation, fleeing is not their own business.

It's just that how to dispel these fat concerns and make them return their weapons to themselves?

This is a question, and it needs to be thought about carefully.

Liebu Lieqi and his attendants chased quickly, he himself was a fifth-level barbarian warrior, and many of his attendants were second- and third-level barbarian warriors, and besides, they were already good at tracking and running long distances, so they would soon catch up with Gabayu's team.