The torrential rain was like a splash of water in the sky, slapping on the dirt and soon the mud began to fall, and the speed of the herd began to suffer, which was good news for the villagers.

The sprinting herd is getting closer and closer.

The villagers looked solemn, and twelve young men and three young men who were already able to pull and use iron bows stood behind the fence. His teeth were tense, his indifferent eyes were indifferent with a hint of fierceness, and his arm muscles bulged like a dragon. The iron bow was drawn into a circle, and the arrow was aimed at the running herd, which was already on the string.

The Bladed Tiger was faster than the Grey Wolf, but it fell behind, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Both sides are waiting for their chance.

The villagers waited for the herd to come into range so that the arrows would be higher. They have only just started training, and they are not yet sharpshooters who can wear through Yang in a hundred steps. But with their arm strength and bow performance, they can inflict damage within three hundred meters, provided they can see and hit the target.

The villagers' eyesight is normal, and the targets of the herd are easier to aim and shoot than a single beast, which is not too difficult for them.

"Huh?"

Ember snorted, sniffing something unusual.

"There's a problem with this herd of beasts attacking together. Now that the offense is layered, the Alien Blade Tiger can run faster but is in the rear to press the formation, when will the beast also know how to arrange troops? There must be something hidden behind this. ”

Things were strange, but Ember didn't show nervousness, hesitation, or worry. His heart has long been sharpened to be very tenacious, and, as the spiritual leader of this village, if he has the slightest panic, it will have a great impact on morale. The essence of a soldier who surrenders without a fight is to punish the heart, and Han Ember will not make such a mistake.

"Roar!"

As the beasts approached, the tiger-skinned man blushed and let go of his throat and roared. At this moment, the taut bowstring was also loosened, and the arrows that left the string shot at the beasts in the torrential rain with a howl.

The tip of the arrow is very sharp, and in the era when the ancient muscular man had no use for all his strength, and he has been accumulating strength for so long, the lethality attached to the arrow is very intuitive and effective. In the galloping sprint, the four wild gray wolves were pierced through the wolf's belly by a volley of arrows, and were nailed to the ground on the spot.

"Whew!"

The wild gray wolf running in front had the most arrows, it was aroused by the pain, and it ran on the spot, three arrows stuck in the wolf's belly, and still charged forward! The same goes for the other three, the pain makes them even more manic!

When the ferocity of the beast is aroused, it will become more ferocious.

The speed of the herd has not decreased, but has a faint tendency to accelerate.

The villagers didn't know what to do at this time, and the tiger-skinned man roared angrily, picked up his spear, and seemed to be about to turn into a javelin salvo brigade again.

"Split into two teams and take turns firing the bow." In this era, humans did not yet know how to use bows and arrows for fire suppression. Han Ember spoke at the right time, so that the villagers, led by the tiger-skinned strong man, would not go back to the point of no return where the javelins were thrown blindly.

Under the influence of these days, they can already ignore some simple instructions of the Xinghai lingua franca.

Moreover, the prestige of Han Ember is not the same as in the past, and the order has been prohibited, and the villagers' execution is also very high. In this era, their sense of personal independence is still relatively weak, and they are instilled more to follow the leader in the process of growing up, and the thinking system is still very simple.

"Roar!"

The villagers reacted quickly, and the tiger-skinned man put the javelin back, grabbed the iron bow, and set up the arrow, all in one go. There is no need to emphasize the distribution of the team, there are good groups in ordinary training, twelve young men are exactly divided into two groups, and the three teenagers usually follow the training and know their own positioning.

So, the tiger-skinned man took the lead and stood up, and five young men and a young man were soon ready, and they also took bows and arrows. Then he quickly took a step back, and the eight-person team in the rear quickly stepped forward, and the bows and arrows that had already filled the garden shot out extremely quickly. The two teams alternate and repeat the cycle.

The situation immediately shifted to the side of the villagers.

Although the coverage of seven or eight arrows is not as wide as that of fifteen volleys, the interval between the two waves of arrows is smaller, making the attack more dense, like a waterfall impact of a fault, although there are intervals, but layer after layer. In this way, under the premise that the villagers are not very familiar with bows and arrows, and their heads are unstable, they can kill more effectively and easily.

Wild gray wolves kept falling.

Under the huge force, the sharp arrows can still penetrate the wolf's belly and wolf legs even if there is the impact of heavy rain, which effectively affects the action of the wolves, and some arrows directly penetrate the eyes of the wild gray wolf and pierce the skull. The Bladed Tiger is more agile and has the cover of wolves, so there have been no casualties for the time being, and the most serious thing is only to scratch the skin, which is worthy of being the king of the mountains and forests.

The villagers' attacks were almost uninterrupted, and after fifteen volleys, most of the wolves were killed or wounded, and those who could still stand up were also scarred and obviously inconvenient to move. The wolves fell, and the Alien Blade Tigers also began to be injured, a total of eight Alien Blade Tigers, each with injuries, five of them were very seriously injured, prostrate on the ground, and they didn't even have the strength to struggle, and the remaining three also injured their legs, and their movements were affected.

The land outside the village was covered with blood for a while, and the torrential rain washed away, and soon became very light.

Ember looked at the battle and shook his head slightly.

"The level of this commander is too poor, let the wolves in front, and the Alien Blade Tiger wait for an opportunity in the rear, it seems that the tactics are clearly organized, but in fact, the combat effectiveness of the Alien Blade Tiger has completely dropped by a notch."

"The speed of the Blade Tiger can reach 30m/s at full strength, while the speed of the wild gray wolf is only 14m/s, and the speed advantage of the Blade Tiger is not brought into play at all, coupled with the impact of the heavy rain and muddy land, the speed is even slower. If you let the Blade Tiger run at full strength, the bow and arrow are not easy to aim, and it is difficult for an inexperienced archer to hit. ”

"Don't be afraid."

Now, the herd outside the fence had stopped running, and all that could stand was three Blade Tigers and six Wild Gray Wolves. And these nine heads also have minor injuries, their legs are pierced by arrows, and their movements are not as fast as before.

"Pick up the gun and go out into battle and practice your marksmanship."

In the rainstorm, there were a lot of noises, but the sound of the embers still came clearly into the ears of the villagers.

The tiger-skinned man immediately put down his iron bow and raised his spear.

The iron fence made by Ember has a small gate that is relatively narrow, allowing humans to enter and exit freely, but large beasts cannot enter. At this time, it was not suitable to open the gate, so the tiger-skinned man walked out of the small door and stood tall with his gun.

He stared coldly at the Alien Blade Tiger standing in the front, the blade of the spear flashing with ferocity in the thunder of the rainstorm, holding the gun in one hand, and slowly moving forward.

When arranging training, Han Ember once said that the gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, and when fighting against a gun, you must have the courage to look at the world in your chest.

"Roar!"

The Bladed Tiger standing in front of him is the existence at the top of the food chain in the mountains and forests, the king of the mountains and forests, is provoked at this moment, coupled with the injuries on his body, the ferocity is also aroused, his beard trembles lightly, and he slowly moves forward.

Tiger Skin Strong Man and Bladed Tiger, heads-up!

Ember squinted at the mountains and forests.

If it's a gentleman, stand up!