This battle was not fundamentally different from the battle that wiped out the White Rock tribe in the first place.

After two waves of javelin axes on both sides, the battle line was close, and the two wings of the Hewan tribe were attacked at the same time, they had no shields, and in an instant seven or eight people were hit by throwing weapons and lay down, but the soldiers of the Chinese army were all holding round shields, separated by half a meter from each other, and the edges of the shields were close to each other, and almost none of the javelins could shoot in.

Finally, the two armies collided together, although the difference in numbers was nearly half, but the width of the formation of the Hewan tribe was almost the same length as that of the black blood tribe, so there was no possibility of exposing the flanks to the other side.

The number of people is inferior, but the formation is of equal length, which shows a problem, Yang Li's formation is thinner than the opponent.

That is to say, if there are four people standing in a column on the opposite side, then only three people can stand in a column on Yang Jiao's side, but as long as the safety of the flanks is exchanged, it is worth it.

The problem is that the army of the black blood tribe does not have the concept of "column" at all, or the fastest and bravest people rush to the front, and the entire army formation does not rush up in the shape of a "face".

What was the consequence of this, the few men who rushed to the front were not only served by the densest concentration of javelin axes, but also had to face the impact of several shields and the stone axes behind them.

The first line of shields was pushed against it, and the spears of the second row of men stabbed over the shoulders of the first row.

One side of the shield wall is as solid as a rock.

On the other side of the shield wall, flesh and blood fly.

If it weren't for the indistinguishable flanks, I'm afraid Yang Jiao would have already ordered Huya to break the formation and assault.

But now is not the time.

Smoke was rising from the top of Huya's head.

He made the big leader angry - he had just killed the general of the black blood tribe and wanted to rush in to do a big job, but he was shouted back by Yang Li and ordered to stay by the leader's side.

Huya said why, I'm going to fight ten.

Yang Li said that the battle situation needs, don't go on it first.

Huya is not convinced.

Yang Yu said that Falcon Wing is fighting on the front line, and there is neither Xue Bijiang nor Yulia by my side, how dangerous it is, you can't go.

Huya wondered, he wondered why the big leader was not so timid, why was he so afraid of death.

Of course, Yang Jiao has his own reasons, but the battle situation needs to be paid attention to at all times, and he can't spare time to explain Huya in detail, so he can only find an excuse to prevaricate first.

Why keep the trump card?

Because Yang Jiao is in the high position of the hill, he can see the situation clearly, more than 300 people are in a formation and beating, and the result cannot be determined in half an hour, the problem is the leader of the other party, there are more than 20 tribal warriors gathered around that guy, all of them are a combination of obsidian swords and square shields in their hands, and their chests and faces are mottled with oil paint, their muscles and flesh are knotted, and they look twice as big as ordinary warriors.

That's right, this team is definitely the elite of their black-blood clan.

The opponent left the hole cards first, and now the vast majority of the soldiers sent are other warriors from the attached tribes, if you let this wave of elites outflank the flanks, or kill from any position, our formation will collapse immediately!

So Yang Li also left a hole card, which is a tiger tooth.

Hmph, enough to look up to you, holding an orange artifact in your hand and a humanoid weapon in double armor on standby, it depends on where you want to go.

The bronze spear of the falcon wing is very powerful, and there are already more than five enemies who have fallen in front of him, and the big leader once said that the current spear usage is more primitive, so you can make do with the shield and poke it, and we can come up with more scientific spear skills for you to learn in the future.

On the battle line against the shield wall, the warriors of the first row of the Black Blood Clan were almost dead.

When the elite of the Riverbend tribe, who had been trained rigorously and rested on weekdays, approached as they approached, the resistance of the other party became more and more difficult, and most of them began to retreat involuntarily.

The scales of victory tipped in favor of the bend.

Yang Jiao is about to give him a breakthrough in the Chinese army!

The vanguard general of the black blood clan, Camphor, finally couldn't help it, the positive situation was not good, but the two wings had no results, he had commanded so many battles, and he had never fought so inexplicably like now.

The formation on the opposite side is obviously not as thick as its own side, and it stands to reason that the side with a large number of people will squeeze up together, and where can the other party block it, it will inevitably be scattered between a few breaths.

However, this strange shield array actually blocked the attack of the superior number of people, and the stone axes and spears that were stabbed from behind were so sharp that their own troops could not bear such heavy casualties.

Camphor led the descendants to join the battle, and Yang Jiao saw it clearly in the battle.

"Go Huya, remember to leave a few alive."

The biochemical weapon Huya brandished a bronze giant sword, and rushed into the encirclement of more than 20 people alone in the amazed gaze of the camphor, the giant sword was really wiped to death, and it was dead when touched, and the fur of the ancient period could not withstand the blow of such a murder weapon, and in a few breaths, the formation was chiseled through.

It's no different from the ironclad cavalry in the Middle Ages.

Unlike the heavy cavalry, the bronze giant sword is round and can hit two or three people at a time, and after one is photographed, the elite warriors of the black blood tribe dare not get any closer.

A warrior who was not afraid of death rushed forward and slashed the obsidian war knife on the chest of the tiger fang, but that guy didn't know what strange clothes he was wearing, full of toughness, extremely hard, and could easily break through the obsidian blade of ordinary leather clothing, but he could only make a small hole in it.

But there's the same armor underneath.

This guy is not human, he is simply a ferocious beast armed with human weapons!

Camphor was stunned, he never expected that a small broken village would be so mysterious.

First there was a strange battle formation, and then a strong warrior with a mysterious weapon, his elite troops were suppressed by only one person, and they were completely unable to support the large army, but no matter how powerful this warrior was, he was only one person, and everyone revolved around him, and he didn't take the initiative to go up to die, so he could hold on for a while.

Seeing that the main force was crumbling under the blow of the Hewan Ground Shield Wall Array, I don't know how long it can hold out.

The last hope of camphor was dashed by a crisp cry.

The cry came from the left flank of the Blackblood Clan, on the gentle slope to the east, where his troops would not have fallen into the sunken terrain, but the continuous advancement of the Hewan troops had suppressed them to the unfavorable terrain.

"Ready-to-go!" Yulia wore a golden ponytail and appeared on the mountain beam.

Behind her appeared a neat row of hunters, with bows and arrows, swishing and shooting feathered arrows in unison.

Reinforcements from the Greywood Clan have finally arrived!

Xue Pijiang replenished a large bag full of feather arrows, and the vassal troops of the black blood clan below became live targets one by one, and the arrows were not missing, and almost every arrow could shoot down a warrior.

Losing head-on, the leader was suppressed by the opponent's fierce general, plus the flanks were hit by the ranged troops, the powerful black blood clan alliance finally collapsed, shouted in unison, dropped the blades in their hands, and ran towards the back without their lives.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Camphor ordered more than a dozen of his subordinates to drag Huya and flee alone with the other half.

Yang Li did not order the pursuit, because in the frontal battle with the numerical disadvantage, even if he won, the physical consumption of the soldiers is still very large, and now there is no cavalry, people are fleeing empty-handed, and their own side is fully armed to pursue, whether they can catch up is a problem.

The combined forces of the River-Lieshan clans finally realized that they had won.

Winning more with less, the casualties turned out to be only twenty, which is an epic victory!

The enemy army left countless baggage and weapons, and even could arm the fighting force of a settlement, Yang Li ordered the selection of a better quality of the part, and replaced it for his own people, and the rest could be traded to the Ash Wood tribe to let them sell to others.

"Everyone played beautifully!" Yang Li did not hesitate to praise the soldiers, he waved his hand, "There is a celebration party tonight, everyone eats and drinks well, the meat tube is full, and the wine tube is enough!" ”

Everyone cheered together and lifted Yang Jiao into the air.

Tonight the Lieshan tribe was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, the wounded were cared for, the families of the dead were well housed, and the captives were joined into the ranks of slaves to participate in the economic development of the riverlands.

The slaves who had distinguished themselves in battle, Yang Jiao gave them the status of free men, and at the same time their original masters would be compensated.

This was to give the slaves a way up and let them know that the sentence of the slave could be commuted, and that the war merit was the fastest way to return to a free man.

Why is it that only combat exploits are effective, because Yang Li feels that the men who have carried the gun together are relatively more reliable, fighting with their lives on the battlefield, handing over their backs to their companions, and those who survive the fight often have the most firm comradeship.

They are also the people who have the most sense of identity with this group.

So in this battle, a total of twelve slaves were restored to their free bodies, one of the men stabbed two opponents, although the shoulder was opened, and the bones were visible, but they still survived, Yang Li not only gave him freedom, but also gave him half an acre of land.

The slaves' eyes lit up, and Yang Li could imagine the bravery of the rest of the people in the battle, and the fact that they could bring the news to the entire group of slaves in the settlement after they returned.

Although this kind of system of too deep oppression promotes the development of productive forces for a while, it is better for me to end it with my own hands as soon as possible, Yang thought to someone.

Yang Jiao was carrying a rabbit leg in his left hand and a water cup in his right hand, eating happily, and suddenly found that Huya's face was solemn, and he gave himself a look, so he quickly got up and walked to the back with him.

Huya pointed to the square-faced warrior on the ground who was tied up with five flowers and said, "Great Chief, that guy named Camphor ran away with the remaining ten miscellaneous fish, and I hacked ten to death with my own hands...... But he fainted at the time, and I captured him alive. ”

This samurai was full of tattoos on his face, and he looked so strong, but he was frightened by the tiger's teeth, and he asked and answered anything, and he didn't hide anything.

"Tell me what you told me before, and then talk to our big leader." Huya pinched his knuckles, clicking.

"I said, I said," the square-faced warrior hurriedly begged for mercy, "the leader of the camphor clan is the weakest part of our black blood clan, there are only twenty-five descendants like me, and the rest of the warriors are recruited by other clans...... But we've already wiped out five clans along the way. ”

Scared, the combat effectiveness of the miscellaneous army is so strong? Yang Li was slightly surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Who is the pit viper whose arm was cut off?" What do you want to do with the Heluo tribe! ”

"That's the beloved cousin of the Great Chief of the Black Blood," the square-faced man said with a terrifying expression, "His big cousin, the Great Chief of the Black Blood, is furious, and he has vowed to raze the bends, kill all the men, and take all the women and children...... For this reason, the Great Chief did not hesitate to mobilize the forces of half of the tribal alliance, and the army of more than a thousand people was already on the way. ”

The cups in Yang Jiao's hands have fallen, what wine and meat are you drinking, what meat are you eating, someone is coming, there is a meeting!