Luoxing would not fight according to Jian Chen's ideas, but he didn't expect that he had misjudged from the beginning.

After Jian Chen defeated the clan on his left flank, Luo Xing knew that those more than 100 people were the real elite on the other side.

But now there were only seventy paces away, and even if they knew that they were wrong, they couldn't save the situation, and the tribes were about to start charging.

"Go tell those two tribes to the north, don't rush forward, go and stop those people!"

Shouting at the clansmen around him, when the clansman turned around and wanted to run, the last thing Luo Xing wanted to see appeared, the tribes on his left flank had already begun to charge, and there was no point in going at this time.

The other party is very cunning, and the timing is very good, even if it is a little earlier, he can make the two tribes on the left flank turn to deal with those elites, even if it is only twenty paces earlier.

The tribe in front of him could not bear the casualties of the feathered arrows, and rushed forward with a roar.

Luoxing gritted his teeth, looked at his own people who were still calm, pointed to the edge of the enemy formation and shouted, "Rush there!" Rush them to the flanks. ”

"We're going to be shot if we run diagonally."

"It's okay to run closer. This is our last chance to break down this side before those people get over. ”

In the midst of a rapidly changing battlefield, he made one last decision. Drawing his iron sword, he took the nearly two hundred clansmen around him and launched the final charge.

If you run diagonally for a long distance, you will have more time to be hit by arrows, but now you will definitely not be able to go straight to the flag, and you will be copied behind before you can defeat the enemy in front of you. Several tribes on the left flank of the falling star had already rushed up and were ready to engage the enemy, but they couldn't stop it. Rushing to the edge can delay the time for the enemy behind him to approach, even if it gives him an extra thirty steps.

The people around him followed in his footsteps, sprinting diagonally towards the edge.

Jian Chen saw all this from a distance and couldn't do anything.

At this time, it can only be seen how the clansmen on his left make a decision, even if he is in a hurry, it is useless, the only thing he can do is to take these people to surround him as soon as possible.

Holding Wu Feng, his pace quickened slightly, and he shouted, "Hurry up!" ”

The spearmen were gradually disorganized, and there was no time to stop at this time, and they had to rush to the battlefield before their left flank collapsed.

He had long considered the situation of the enemy rushing to the flank, the right flank had himself, and there were a hundred tanuki in the woods on the left flank, he expected that this situation would not appear at all, but the tanuki had not yet appeared!

Glancing at the woods, I thought I couldn't have heard the drums, right? But even if you don't hear the drums, you should have heard them after playing for so long. Tanuki, tanuki, what are you waiting for?

The tanuki was hiding at the edge of the woods with a hundred men at this time, and he had already heard the sound of the drums, and had been in ambush here for a long time.

This was the first time he had led the team alone, and no one reminded him what to do, his heart was beating in panic, and his palms were sweaty.

"Tanuki, do you want to rush now?"

"Wait, when you get to the middle."

He felt that the best time to attack was to wait until the enemy and the tribesmen on the left flank had engaged in battle, and as long as the clansmen stuck to them, he would lead his team to rush out and the opponent would collapse for a moment, and none of them would be able to escape.

He was right, but he forgot to consider a very important issue, which was the impact time of his hundreds of people.

The time was now, because the enemy began to charge, and there was no turning back, but he delayed the opportunity.

After all, this is the first time he has led the team alone, and there is still a lot to learn, but every study on the battlefield is piled up with blood and life.

On the left flank of the team, the archers finished the last round of arrows, retreated from the gap to the back of the line, picked up stone axes and stone spears on the ground, and formed a second line of defense.

The time of engagement was different, some squads had already fought with scattered enemies, and some frontal enemies were still a dozen paces away.

Song was keenly aware of the changes in Luoxing and the others, and he kept his mission in mind and held on until Tanuki and Ken appeared.

But now the situation is not what was expected, and the people of the Meteorite tribe are not directly attacking the position of the banner, but attacking their left edge.

As long as the squad on the left reorients the lower line, it can hold out until then, but it will take time.

Jian Chen didn't tell him what to do at this time, and after only a breath of hesitation, he made a decision.

Before the war, Chen Jian said that he wished him to stand like a pine, but he knew that pine trees could not only stand in the wind and rain, but also turn into firewood for the tribesmen to keep warm, and could hold up green leaves to shade the clansmen.

The pine that stands tall is everywhere, but the pine that can be used for warmth and shade is the pine of the clansmen.

So he quickly ran to the left, turned around and said, "Acorn, lead people to stay here, reorganize the team, and I'll buy you time!" ”

The disabled left hand hung down on his chest, his right hand clenched a bronze sword, looked at the falling star close at hand, and called out to the only forty or fifty people around: "Squad! Charge! ”

He wanted to be a piece of sand and gravel to block the river, he knew that he couldn't stop the river, but he could give the people behind him time to build a stone wall that could not be washed away.

Time! Just delay the falling star and give the acorns time to adjust their team.

Thirty steps of unhindered charge only take a few breaths, and fifty auxiliaries with stone tools can't stop more than a hundred people with iron tools on the opposite side, but they can turn these thirty steps from a few breaths to a dozen breaths!

Finally, touching his mother's bones, he screamed and collided with the enemy.

Not far away, the acorn stabbed an enemy who rushed in front of him, and turned his head to see the movement on his left.

There were not many enemies left in front of him, and the tribe in front of the falling star was killed by arrows, and only thirty-four people were left in front of the formation, and now they were all scattered, and there were no enemies in front of him.

However, the whole front was level, the direction of the enemy was to the west, and the falling star went around to the south of itself, and if the team was not reorganized, the flank would collapse, and it would always be a five-to-one situation.

Knowing that time was running out, and the two squads on the far left had no time to retreat, Acorn gritted his teeth and looked at the two squads on the far left, shouting, "You turn to meet the enemy!" The rest of the group stepped back and regrouped! ”

Wu Changzheng was at a loss, and finally heard a firm voice, without any thought at all, and subconsciously carried out the order.

The two teams on the far left immediately turned, but then they found that their right flank was unguarded, and the people behind them all retreated.

The men around Song had already collided with the people of the Falling Star Clan, and they were only thirty or forty paces away.

More than 50 auxiliaries with stone tools attacked more than 100 soldiers with iron tools, and the result can be imagined.

Just in an instant, the two captains saw the bloodiest scene.

The head of a person next to the pine was directly cut off, blood spurted out more than a person high, and the stone spear in his hand was cut off by force.

The other man's stomach was sliced open, and his bruise-purple intestines flowed out, and his hands trembled and threw down his weapon, clutching his intestines to send them back, screaming in pain.

Swinging his short sword, Song stabbed an enemy at the cost of cutting off two fingers on his left and right and a cut on his chest.

Luo Xing waved the long sword with both hands, cursing the group of people who rushed out to die, but the body exerted more than ten years of skills to the limit, a person slashed over with a long stone axe, after he blocked, he did not fight hard, drew a half arc and pressed back on the side of the stone axe, and gently pushed, with the strength of that person, the bulky stone axe was biased to the side, and the owner of the stone axe also revealed an unprotected body. Falling Star takes a step forward and stabs him in the chest, he doesn't choose a move like a slash, the stab is always the fastest.

All this happened between lightning and flint, and the captains of the two squads looked at the rest of the squads that were retreating, but made a different choice.

One of the captains raised his spear and shouted at the enemy who had already rushed in front of him: "Charge! ”

The other captain turned around and ran with the team, trying to get back into the team that was being reorganized, and he felt that he couldn't beat those people with no one around.

Acorn held his spear, gritted his teeth, and stabbed the spear in the arm of the captain who turned and fled back, and shouted: "If you don't listen to the order, kill!" ”

It was the man who grew up with him, and he couldn't do it, but he knew that panic and retreat would make Song's desperate chance come to naught.

The captain threw away the spear, looked at the red-eyed acorn in disbelief, cursed, turned and fled to the side, and led the four people around him to flee the battlefield together.

After a moment of confusion, Acorn didn't waste this opportunity and extended the squad that was facing west, facing southwest, and the last three reserve squads joined the south-facing line.

All this took more than a dozen breaths, and these times were exchanged for the lives of Song and others.

The man who had passed by Matsu had collapsed, and Acorn saw Matsu lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, but the sluggish time was exchanged for a rearranged front.

Acorn clenched his spear and stood in the center of the line, his eyes fixed on the scarlet eyes of a bloodied man directly in front of him.

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and the tanuki in the woods finally waited for what he thought was the opportunity, and rushed towards the flank of the falling star with the hundred men.

Acorn never thought that the sharp pottery whistle would be so pleasant, and Yu Guang glanced at the flag set up behind him and shouted, "Squad, charge!" ”

The nine squads and more than forty auxiliaries of the whole team followed his order, holding their spears flat, shouting in unison the order to charge, stepping on rapid steps, their eyes only staring ahead, looking at their comrades on both sides with their peripheral vision, and no longer panicked in their hearts.

A dozen steps away, a breath of time, the whole stone wall and the monstrous waves collided together......

At the other end of the battlefield, Jian Chen led people to defeat the remnants of the two tribes from behind, and the rest of the tribes had collapsed, completely losing the belief in fighting, and fled like flies.

The right flank of the entire front moved, as if a wave had rolled up from the right, trying to envelop the enemy in the spray.

It was only a hundred paces away from the battlefield on the left flank, and only there was that the fighting continued, and people kept falling, and blood was constantly splattered.

But the acorns that have been regrouped are like boulders on the banks of the river, which seem to be swallowed up by the waves, but they stand like mountains.

At this time, there is no longer a need for a flat front, only the cooperation between squads.

Already victorious, just don't want the left-wing clansmen to die before the cheers of victory.

So he raised the bladeless and shouted, "Squad! Charge! ”

At first there was only his voice, then the one hundred and thirty elites, and then the entire right wing.

More than 300 voices shouted at the same time, and the captains no longer cared about their left and right, and only led a team of five people to advance towards the place where they were still fighting; The auxiliaries held improvised stone tools, and knowing that they had won the victory, they were full of courage and rushed forward with a roar.

On the left wing, the flag is still there, standing like a pine, not moving.