Chapter 16: Throwing Guns

Seven huge brown bears pounced on the Wolf tribe's defensive circle with a gust of vicious wind, they didn't have much intelligence, so they didn't feel scared, they didn't flinch in fear.

Under the orders of their masters, they bravely pounced on the spears of Rulin on the opposite side, not worrying about what kind of damage these spears would bring to them.

At a distance of a hundred meters, under the clumsy running of these giant beasts, it was still more than half an eye, and the warriors of the Wolf tribe in the front row could even see the saliva dripping from the corners of the brown bears' mouths, as if they could smell their bad breath.

"Green, attack!" Red shouted.

As Rhett's words fell, the ten archers led by Green pulled the strong bow in their hands into the shape of a full moon, and the carefully polished oak bows and arrows had already been set up on it, and then shot at the seven brown bears rushing forward.

Green's archery skills are still as good as ever, although this time the distance reached fifty or sixty meters, far exceeding the previous range of thirty or forty meters, but Green still guaranteed the starting hit.

With a scream, the largest brown bear suddenly fell hard, covering its big face with its two front paws, and kept letting out a miserable wail, and Green shot an arrow into its left eye.

Its sudden collapse tripped over its two fast-running companions behind it, but it also saved them, as several arrows aimed at them grazed their scalps and shot at their companions behind them.

Ten arrows, except for Green's one that hit the brown bear in the eye, six of the other nine arrows hit the remaining four brown bears.

However, he failed to hit the vital point again, only wounded his limbs and torso, and three arrows were shot off by these powerful big guys.

But even so, these brown bears are frightened, after all, they are all raised in captivity, unlike those wild people who have experienced the wind and rain of nature.

It is usually easy to rely on their own majesty to hunt those animals that are weaker than themselves, but when it comes to this desperate juncture, it exposes the weakness of their lack of wildness, and as a war pet, they actually have a fear of emotion.

However, under the desperate urging and driving of their masters, the seven big guys still mustered up their courage and rushed to the circle again.

This time, however, their speed slowed down significantly, and they subconsciously protected their faces, and their entire huge bodies stood upright, walking upright on their two hind legs.

Green and the others immediately fired a second wave of arrows, and the head bear, who had been blinded by one eye, was shot in the chest again, but it was not a fatal wound, and it could not stop it from moving forward.

Instead of shooting it again, Green shot the last brown bear in the nose, which was a fatal blow, and the hapless brown bear immediately fell to the ground and died.

The remaining six brown bears finally rushed to the front of the circle, fangs and claws, and the warriors of the Bell tribe also relied on the cover of these big guys to follow closely and rushed to within a distance of thirty meters.

Red was standing in the first row of the circle, clenching the stone spear in his hand and giving orders in a loud voice.

"The brothers in the first row withstood it, the brothers in the back shot freely with their guns, and the archers fired freely!"

The hundred warriors of the Wolf tribe standing in the outer circle of the circle held their spears to the ground to meet the onslaught of the brown bears.

The six big, rough-skinned and thick-skinned creatures had already been red-eyed by the wounds, and they slammed into the spears without hesitation.

The full force of the impact combined with their huge weight directly smashed the first row of a dozen spears, and five or six Wolf clan warriors were spat blood from the impact, and their whole bodies flew backwards and smashed heavily on their companions behind them.

But immediately the same number of warriors filled the gap they had left behind, and used their spears to resist the brown bear, and Red's spear quickly stabbed in and out of the brown bear in front of him, although it could not kill it with a single blow, it was also rapidly draining its life.

The two hundred warriors standing in the circle drew their throwing spears behind their backs, and then held the arms and upper bodies of the throwing guns as far as they could to stretch them out in the direction behind them, and then leaned forward sharply, swinging their arms forward to the limit.

Two hundred throwing spears, with the sound of whistling wind, flew over a distance of twenty or thirty meters, and stabbed fiercely at everything in front of them, which was exactly where the warriors of the Panser and Bell tribes rushed up.

Of course, there were also twenty or thirty throwing guns at the brown bears whose targets were so huge that they didn't need to be aimed at at all.

These deadly spears were followed by dozens of arrows, a distance perfect for archers.

The warriors of the Panser clan, led by Sean and Shet, attacked on the heels of the Bell tribe.

They have been dealing with the Wolf tribe for many years, and have already learned the power of the Wolf tribe's spear throwing tactics, and they have even learned to use the throwing gun.

They hid behind the tall Bell warriors, with the idea of using the Bell's bodies to fend off the spears.

In fact, just as they expected, the warriors of the Bell tribe, who were tall and burly, with obvious targets, had nowhere to hide but to withstand the blow of the spear.

Dozens of Bell warriors were shot, some unlucky ones were pierced to death, and many more fell to the ground and rolled into a piece.

"Shoot back!" Guarded, only a dozen people were shot by the Panser tribe's warriors received Sean's order, and immediately threw nearly two hundred throwing guns at the warriors of the Wolf tribe in the circle.

The equally guarded warriors of the Wolf tribe either nimbly dodged or struck with spears in their hands, and only a dozen were wounded by their guns.

Just when the six brown bears inflicted a lot of casualties on the warriors on the periphery, and they themselves were too seriously injured and dying, more than a hundred strong warriors of the Bell tribe also rushed to the front of the circle.

They struck the outer spears with stone clubs, stone axes, and huge animal bones in their hands, many of which were broken by these heavy weapons.

Just as the warriors of the Bell tribe and the warriors of the Wolf tribe had begun hand-to-hand combat, the warriors of the Panser tribe finally rushed to the vicinity of the circle.

Just as they were about to join the warband, Red stabbed a spear through the chest of a Bell warrior in front of him, and he drew his stone spear while shouting, "Shoot the spear!"

More than 100 warriors of the Wolf tribe, who had not yet engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, drew their second throwing spears from behind their backs, and after a little preparation, threw them fiercely at the enemy's immediate reach.

Dozens of the unprepared enemies of the two tribes were immediately hit by the guns, and this time most of them were from the Panser tribe, because the distance was shortened, the power of the guns was greatly increased, and half of them were killed directly.