Blackpaw had seen the people migrating on the horizon for a long time, and almost the entire tribe of Blackclaw had been packed, making the blade of his right hand rub spasmously, and make a harsh and terrible noise.

There are more than 2,000 people from the Blackclaw tribe, more than 1,000 people from the Diqi tribe, as well as hundreds of herding animals and large and small parcels and wheels, winding along the stretching red sè ground.

On the rugged peaks on both sides of the road, one by one the tribal warriors held their breath to observe the team walking towards them, the little eyed elder wiped the sweat on his face with a dirty linen cloth, no one dared to say that two hundred people could defeat the more than a thousand people with high morale of the Earth Tribe, at this moment, the anxiety in the air was not comparable to the depression in his heart.

Blackpaw didn't think much of it, and all that was in his eyes was the group of hateful warriors, their sharp eyes looking for the ones hiding in the crowd.

Just as the team below was approaching the ambush site, something happened.

The huge team staggered like a bloated dragon, and every step forward caused the crowd in the team to be slightly confused, and the warriors who needed to patrol both sides of the road drove them back to their original positions, and the women and children and the Fortune Slaves, who had never been far away, had indescribable panic and anxiety after constantly moving away from the Blackclaw tribe.

For them, leaving the Blackclaw tribe was like a fish leaving the water, under the care of the warriors of the Earth Tribe tribe, in a strange land, the women and children cried and cried and walked forward, and suddenly a shout of killing came from the middle and rear of the team, making the people who had been nervous almost collapse.

Dozens of savage men covered in red sand roared out and rushed into the unprepared ranks, slashing any men they saw with weapons in their hands, and these attackers were armed with jīng liang, mostly armed with fanged knives, and the way of fighting was not to rush into a squad, consisting of different weapons combined into squads, including sword and shield men with animal skin shields, spearmen, and spearmen.

Their attacks were accurate and swift, a burst of spears first broke the counterattack of the Ground Warriors, and then the Sword and Shield Hands blocked the first wave of attacks, and then the spearmen pierced the spears through the chest of the Earth Warriors, and the moment the spears pierced into the chest were drawn, the splashes of blood, the Sword and Shield Hands roared and rushed in, slashing at the tribal warriors with spears at the closest distance, and once the Earth Warriors showed bravery, the spears flew over and pierced his neck with a shot.

At the moment when the chaos broke out, the group of attackers suddenly disappeared in the midst of a whistling sound, just like they suddenly appeared, no one knew how they came to the road, and no one knew how they got there, the women and children of the Blackclaw tribe and the slaves left the large group in the chaos, like ants spreading around.

The reaction of the Earth Rin tribe was very fast, and a small team was organized to chase after the scattered crowd, and at this time, the attack from the other direction was again powerful, rushing into the team and slashing, killing more than a dozen tribal warriors, and then disappeared with the booty.

There was no sky scouting, no lookouts, the surging crowd was changing from moment to moment, and the raiders disappeared before the sudden attack had even spread to other places, and when the Earth Rin tribe reacted, another place was attacked.

The attackers were as cunning and changeable as foxes in the desert, and like small mosquitoes that were buzzing all the time, causing only a small loss each time, but after four or five times, the number of tribal warriors lost had reached more than fifty, almost as many as the attackers.

In the constant attacks, the more the women and children and the Covenant Nu in the ranks were chaotic and disintegrated, and after the tribal warriors who were supposed to maintain order were killed, there was no one to stop them from leaving, and when the first person who decided to leave ran out of the group, there was always a third, a fourth.

Gao Feng's dress is the same as that of the slaves around him, except that what he has in his hand is not a fanged knife, but a Death Scimitar made for him by the pole, the Death Scimitar is the arm of the terrifying Grim Reaper, and one of the two terrifying Grim Reapers' dead is burned to ashes, and the other is Gao Feng's trophy.

The Reaper's scimitar is narrow and sharp, and the fluid linear layout doubles the speed at which the blade breaks through the air resistance, and the edge is covered with countless sharp tiny broken teeth, layered and overlapped, forming a single blade, but sharper than the fanged knife and the serrated saber.

The layers of corner thorns all over before the Grim Reaper's scimitar have been smoothed, but it doesn't feel slippery in the hand, but there is a kind of coarse stagnation, which is the handle that is the most difficult to slip the hand, and every time it is swung, the lightning will scare the dragon, and the opponent's weapon and body will be cut in two in an instant.

As the killing continued, the lightness and flexibility of the Reaper's scimitar were fully grasped by Gao Feng, and the speed of the Reaper's scimitar was also swung a few points faster, and after the flash, the ground warriors in front of them felt a light in their hands, and the weapon was broken by the force they swung, and before they wanted to find other ways to continue fighting, a red line appeared on their chests, and with the force of the muscles, it suddenly exploded, spilling piles of visceral blood.

Gao Feng was not immersed in killing, on the contrary, he was more sober than anyone else, and even a little absent-minded, because he had been looking for the little red sand, and almost every little Qinu's eyes were swept by him, there was panic, there was emptiness, there was numbness, but there was no pure clarity to the extreme.

The peak is the weather vane of the pro-slaves, where the peak goes, they will go, after forming a small group, killing becomes simple, at any time, they are several people against one person, and it is a sneak attack, there is no time to be defeated, in this kind of accumulation of small victories, the previous peak hell-style military training is no longer disgusted, but grateful.

Gao Feng led ten pro-slave groups to kill through the crowd again, looking at the front of the front of the team and the faint eyes of countless women and children, he never felt the pure clarity, he couldn't help but stomp his feet fiercely, let out a sad roar, and turned to the surrounding stone piles to spare.

The next moment, the people with their bodies and hair and the same face as the earth disappeared from the eyes of countless people, borrowing the disguise of the dragon, Gao Feng easily hid himself and his subordinates, catching the yīn shadows of the big and small stones and running quickly, when the pursuers behind them rushed into the stone pile, but they could only follow the footprints to chase and kill.

"Kill..."The Grim Reaper's scimitar flashed, the human head splashed, and the two Earth Warriors fell in front of Gao Feng, but the Earth Warriors under him took the initiative to entangle themselves, and their mouths sent out a jǐng report of encountering the enemy, obviously, they also came up with a way in the shortest time, not seeking to kill the enemy, but only to entangle the opponent in a short time.

Pieces of dust and sand like yīn clouds covered the Earth Warriors, hitting them in the face, and on their eyes, forcing these Earth Warriors to close their eyes, at this moment, the throwing spears that had already been prepared fell one after another, and then the peak rushed, instantly cutting off the weapons of several people, and the slaves behind them quickly broke through, and then drove the crowd, drilled out from the other end of the team, and the scattered crowd gave them cover, and easily disappeared in the middle of the stone.

The number of disintegrating crowds is increasing, but the team in front has a new change, the long line like a big snake slowly absorbs the crowd, and gradually spreads to the surroundings, standing on the outermost part is always the tribal warriors, forming a huge lake of people, and it won't be long before the peak has no chance to penetrate again.

Seeing that change, Gao Feng was not in a hurry, roared, turned around and left with the slaves who did not lose a single person, and touched the small team that was chasing the crowd.

The small team is a team of twenty or thirty people, and the distance between them is not too far, if it is attacked before, it may be surrounded and annihilated, but at this moment, the crowd is fleeing on all sides, and in the pursuit, the distance between the small teams is widened, and the distance between the tribal warriors and the tribal warriors is also shortened, so it gives the peak of the battlefield smell that the front is no longer able to fight, so he has to look for a new direction.

The roaring Gao Feng ran fast with fifty pro-slaves, and from the moment the battle was launched, he had been running, and the continuous killing made the desolate warriors who would only be honored with the first rank not know how many enemies they had killed, but there was one thing, in the killing, they gradually regained their self-confidence, and gradually forgot the defeated yīn shadow, but they respected Gao Feng even more.

From the moment he left the sweet water well, Gao Feng strictly emphasized discipline, on the first day, a team of ten people must be out of the feet at the same time, hands and feet at the same time, walking in a straight line, the desolate people who have been lazy for hundreds of years have long been unaware of what the discipline is, so after they took three steps, they crackled and released the ducks.

At this time, the peak of jīng's vigorous power waved the whip and whipped it, and the whip was too much, even if it was a pig, the peak could make them walk right, not to mention that these were not really desolate people with a declining IQ, but unfortunately, the time of three days was too short, even if there was no march and no night, these desolate people only learned to walk in unison, but they never learned to run in unison.

But that's enough, Gao Feng has taught the desolate people what order and discipline are, and there will be no more things like hot brains and throwing away their comrades to rush forward.

In addition, Gao Feng also introduced coordination tactics in the team, abandoning the use of the head to record military merits, so that the desert warriors are not chasing the number of enemies killed, but forming a whole across the battlefield, not only expanding the combat effect to the maximum, but also reducing the loss to the minimum.