Chapter 147: The Road to Death

Taking advantage of the fact that the explosive canister on the opposite side was exhausted, the Black Tiger Tribe decisively launched a charge, otherwise, this battle would not have to be fought, and it would be directly annihilated by the bombing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the oasis, Qin Bing touched his nose, "Who told them that the jar was used up?" It's just that those people's arms are sore, so let them go down and rest. ”

Throwing a fist-sized jar a thousand paces away with a slinging rope is a great drain on the user's physical strength, and it is more tiring than an archer shooting a bow and arrows, while an ordinary archer will have a sore arm when shooting seven or eight arrows, and will lose combat effectiveness after more than ten arrows.

And just now, each of those cans throwers lost almost twenty cans, although they were all warriors, and their physical fitness was far beyond ordinary people, but the distance they threw was also beyond the range of bows and arrows, so they were all so tired that their arms were sore, and they almost lost their strength.

Feeling the rumbling vibration under his feet, Qin Bing gave an order. The people who had thrown the cans before didn't even want the buckets, so they fled backwards, while another group of people with buckets appeared and took their place.

Everyone in the audience stood on tiptoe and immediately saw the bucket full of jars, but this time, the jars had the word "earth" written on them, and some of the jars had "ice" written on them.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Dozens of jars fell from the sky and landed in the crowd of the Black Tiger Tribe. This time, the canners did not deliberately pursue the accuracy and range, as long as they threw themselves on the path that the Black Tiger Tribe must take.

The jar with "soil" written on it exploded, and in an instant, the power of the "quicksand" spirit rune exploded, and it seemed that a mudslide had erupted in place, and an area of several hundred square meters instantly turned into a mud-covered area.

The cavalry of the Black Tiger Tribe, who had just increased the speed of the charge to the limit, did not even have a chance to react, and even the people and camels crashed into it, and then they popped and drowned in the mire. However, they are not the most unlucky, at least they are incapacitated when they fall into the mud, and at least they can pick up a small life.

The jar with "ice" written on it exploded, and in an instant, the power of the "Ice Wall" spirit rune exploded, and a wall of solid ice five or six meters high, seven or eight meters wide, and two or three meters thick suddenly appeared on the spot.

"Bang!"

A cavalryman couldn't react, and directly bumped into it, the camel's small head instantly exploded into meat sauce, and the cavalry on the hunchback's back was also hung flat on the ice wall like a painting, the bones in the body crackled and crackled, the pressure in the body increased suddenly, and the blood in the eyes, ears, mouth and nose instantly rushed out, dyeing the crystal ice wall blood.

The merchants and guards in the oasis were all stunned, and the sandbar had been the scene of countless wars, large and small, for thousands of years. I've seen all kinds of plays, but I've never seen this kind of weirdness. Is this called war? How does it feel like a kid playing at home?

"Bang!"

"Flutter ......"

One after another Black Tiger Tribe warriors crashed into the ice wall and fell into the mud, and the road of more than a thousand steps of charging was like the gate of the Grim Reaper's house, and the Black Tiger Tribe died again without even touching the enemy's hair. But at this time, the road of charging was only half gone, and the remaining half did not know how many lives had to be filled, and I did not know how many negative means of the enemy were waiting for them.

When the enemy charged, the Qin soldiers were already drawing talismans, and the enemy rushed halfway, and the spirit talisman on the fingertips of the Qin soldiers also finished drawing the last stroke. The light flickered, and six hair-like rays of light flickered around the rune.

Level 6 Rune - Breath the Wind!

Wind!

Rise!

The howling wind brewed and surged above Qin Bing's head, and the gray-white power of the wind rolled wildly, exuding a palpitating pressure. The surrounding sand and gravel were like beans on the drum, bouncing up and down, and many of them disintegrated and shattered in the violent bouncing, turning into dust and sand.

At this time, Qin Bing's hand waved forward, and the power of the Wind Spirit Rune swept out wildly, passing over the heads of dozens of cans, and then rushed straight to the Black Tiger Tribe opposite.

The eyes of the cavalrymen, who had managed to escape the ravages of the quagmire and ice walls, widened for a moment as the smoke and dust rose high in front of them and struck at their own speed. The people of Shazhou are accustomed to frequent winds and sands, but no one has ever seen such strange winds and sands. There was no sign at all, so it appeared out of thin air and pasted directly in front of his face.

The people of the Black Tiger Tribe hurriedly closed their eyes and covered their mouths and noses. There is too much dust and sand in the wind, as long as you take a breath, your lungs will be filled with dust instantly, and there is no negotiation about dying here.

Going against the wind, the cavalry of the Black Tiger Tribe not only couldn't move forward half a step, but kept retreating, and the remaining half of the road was actually difficult to move an inch.

However, instead of stopping, the jar on the opposite side became more violent. After all, there is a good wind on this side of the oasis, and there is no need to even throw a stone rope, as long as you pick up your arm and throw it forward, it will fall on the top of the head of the Black Tiger Tribe with the wind.

The patriarch of the Black Tiger tribe hid behind an ice wall, and what originally harmed the life of the tribe's sons became a life-saving treasure, but after the henchmen of several patriarchs went to the battlefield, they followed closely by the patriarch's side and did not leave an inch. It's not that they're loyal, it's that the patriarch is the safest by his side.

At this time, the patriarch and a team of henchmen looked at each other with sad faces.

"Tell me everything, what should I do?"

I can't even lift my head after being pressed by others, so if I continue to fight so piecemeal, I don't know how many more of the five thousand warriors will be left?

"Patriarch, otherwise, let's withdraw."

The patriarch suddenly glared, "Withdraw? If we withdraw like this, where will we put our faces? Have you forgotten how we managed to fix the tiger's strength? ”

Hu Li, the previous leader of the guards, ran away because of his poor fighting, and was dismissed from his post after returning and became an idler, and he didn't take him with him in this battle.

Of course, the henchmen of the patriarch are all slandered in their hearts, and it is not that the patriarch is so happy that he wants to attribute this credit to himself, and all the people who went out this time are the people of the patriarch's family, and none of the people from other factions have brought them.

"Patriarch, I heard that the enemy's Qin soldier will call the wind and rain, and use strange power, this wind must have been released by him."

"Nonsense, we all know it without you saying it. Let's get to the point! ”

"As long as you kill him, this wind will naturally be gone!"

"Damn, if I can kill him, do I need to bring 5,000 soldiers and horses to fight him?"

"Patriarch, listen to me, I sent out the black cats long before we set off, and they all lurked in the Shannan Oasis. Now, it's time to make a move. “

The Black Cat is a secret team of the Black Tiger Tribe, specializing in intelligence, assassination, cleaning up unstable factors in the tribe, and cutting off important figures from hostile forces in the outside world. They don't have many members, but each one of them is the best of the best. The Black Tiger Tribe has been able to develop to this day, and they have contributed a lot.

At this moment, the wind and sand dissipated, and the scorching sun shone on his body and face again. The people of the Black Tiger Tribe all had a feeling of escape.

The patriarch of the Black Tiger Tribe thought in his heart that it must have been the black cat who did it. He didn't dare to let his people see his embarrassed appearance, so he quickly jumped up, stepped on a camel, and shouted: "Charge!" ”

The patriarch's henchmen did not dare to hesitate, and they all rushed out, and the patriarch's personal guards also hurriedly followed, protecting the patriarch and the big people around him.