When the peak went up to the cliff, he found that something was wrong, and his super facial features could hear the sound of slight speech and the collision of weapons, the only thing that made him wonder was that these weapons were all crisp sounds of metal, could it be that Tianman also equipped the people below with metal weapons?

In the midst of Gao Feng's roar, a man stood up from the shadow of yīn and asked tentatively:

"Is it the Great Elder?"

"Lord Tianclaw has been waiting behind, the whole tribe is very irritable these days, and many warriors have asked for their lives, asking to capture the mountain controlled by Tianman......."

"We are scouts sent by the redstone chief to monitor this place, but it's a pity that Lord Skyclaw won't let us attack, otherwise we will ......."

"Lord Skyclaw has been looking for you, and men have been sent from all directions, some of them to ...... in the Southern Wilderness."

All kinds of information came from the scout's mouth to Gao Feng's ears, and the pole couldn't help himself with excitement on the side, because he felt that the Heavenly Claw couldn't hold it anymore and wanted to launch the final battle.

"Great Elder, what do you think? Why don't we move here for now, and after Lord Tianclaw launches an attack, the two-end attack will definitely surprise Tianman's ....... ”

The pole is a smart man, knowing that he has a long line to catch big fish, and he was worried that he would not be able to achieve the final victory if he seized the transshipment center, but now that the opportunity is in front of him, his heart is about to run out of patience.

In the expectant eyes of the pole and the scout, Gao Feng groaned for a long time before shaking his head, making the pole's heart continue to sink.

"You can't let the Heavenly Claw attack Tianman, otherwise the Heavenly Claw Tribe will suffer heavy losses, and you won't be able to take the canyon without killing thousands of people, if so, even if you take the canyon, what else will the tribe have left?"

Gao Feng has never been willing to have long-trained Jīng sharp warriors attack a heavily guarded fortress, let alone a large number of casualties, after the loss of the tribe's vitality, the battle of the Northern Dragon Canyon, the losses are heavy enough, if the casualties are a little bigger, it will not be the tribal alliance that collapses, but them.

"It's ......, but it's ......."

The pole wanted to say something to refute it, but in Gao Feng's eyes, he stopped talking.

"According to the original plan, launch an attack at night, do not kill people as much as possible, send people to the top of the mountain, build auxiliary fortifications, as long as we hold here, we can win the last victory ......."

Gao Feng suddenly made a decision, and he found that Tianman's biggest mistake was not to build a defense system on the two hills, if this was the case, even if they captured the grain transfer center, they would not be able to defend it, because the desolate people could attack from above.

Now Tianman's mistake is his chance, as long as the food is kept, Tianman is destined to not last too long, and because of the Tianman tribe, he is bound to not be able to send more troops to attack here.

In this way, the offense and defense will be transposed, and Gao Feng is the best at defensive operations.

There is not much difference between the night and the day when the snow falls, only the light is dimmer, but the white of the snow will reflect the human figure, and the enemy can be found from a long distance, and in the snowy night, the desert warriors are not really paralyzed, although the patrol posts often lose contact, they will not be unguarded.

Standing on the peak of the mountain on a hunting fang, it looks down like a predatory beast, and the fully enclosed visor is embedded with night vision eyes, which can see everything below.

In the glow of the green sè, the grain transit center built on the mountain is not small, hundreds of huge tents crisscross it, and in the middle of the tents, there are also piles of bonfires, and the desolate warriors with their spears under their ribs talk around the campfire, ready to replace the guards standing guard on the tower.

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The tower is the outermost wall, and the western wilderness lacks wood, but there is no lack of stone, and the people of the wilderness have a thick wall of stones, just enough to keep out the cold wind that flows in the valley.

Gao Feng carefully observed the desolate warriors on the wall, and found that if he really launched a night attack from below, I am afraid it would not be easy, these desolate warriors have not been guarding the wall for a long time, and they will be replaced at any time, and they will not be careless.

In addition, there are whistles on the fence, which is like a loop. There are no dead ends, which is the strategy of tightening on the outside and loosening on the inside. , Gao Feng saw everything in his eyes, and suddenly drove the hunting fang to jump from the top of the mountain dozens of meters.

The hunting fang is the most powerful in the dark because it has natural night vision, and the height of tens of meters is not an insurmountable distance for it.

In the process of falling rapidly, the tower that hunted the fangs fell lightly into the middle of a patrol group of desolate people on several protruding rocks.

Without waiting for the desolate man's astonished cry, ten long sharp metal thorns shot from the sky and plunged straight into the top of their heads, causing them all to freeze in place.

The moment Gao Feng landed with the hunting fang, he withdrew the metal thorns, and saw ten desolate warriors plop down.

After glancing at the corpse with regret, Gao Feng jumped off the hunting fang, like a ghost, and rushed towards the desolate warriors who were guarding.

Just as he was about to deal with all the guards by himself, he suddenly heard a terrible cry, and suddenly turned around, only to find that there was a desert warrior howling in the dead corner of the wall behind him, which was also a dead end that could not be seen from above.

The next moment, the mouth of the desolate warrior was pierced by a sharp blade, but the jǐng newspaper had already been issued, and it was impossible for Gao Feng to stuff that scream back.

The head of the wall suddenly became agitated, and everywhere resounded the shouts of the desolate people and the sound of jǐng, Gao Feng withdrew the metal blade, and the unlucky desolate man spurted blood from his mouth and fluttered in front of Gao Feng's toes, and Gao Feng indifferently swept over the corpse and transferred it to the others.

The pitch-black camp was filled with figures, the clash of knives and guns, the screams of the collision, the cries of the leaders, and the roar of collapsing objects.

A group of desolate people rushed towards the peak first, and before the peak could do anything, the hunting fang behind him opened its terrifying mouth and let out a huge roar, and rushed up to bite a desolate man, biting it off with a snap, and the bloody half of the corpse fell to the ground and rolled, and the other half disappeared into the hunting fang's mouth.

Seeing the hunting fangs eating people, Gao Feng was slightly unhappy in his heart, but he didn't pay too much attention, the long sword in his hand rushed into the middle of the desolate man with his vigorous figure to kill all directions, the strength of the peak was extremely large, the speed was as fast as lightning, the desolate man just pounced in front of him, and the neck was cut by the long sword, and the desolate man himself didn't know what to do, brandishing his weapon and shouting, while they shouted, his neck suddenly cracked, spurting out blood arrows.

Blood arrows are like fountains, forming a blood mist around Gao Feng, Gao Feng's whole body was poured with blood mist, and blood water slipped down the metal shell, leaving no traces, Gao Feng's armor brutally collided among the desolate people, and the desolate people did not have contact with him, so they covered their throats and fell to the ground, forming a road paved with corpses.

But the desolate people of the entire camp are still rushing out, and the peak lacks the large-scale killing methods like Yue Tanyi, killing a desolate person, there will be ten, a hundred, which makes people feel that they can't be killed.

The desolate man kept rushing towards the wall, and the peak was like a magnet, attracting the desolate man to rush towards him.

At first, he planned to clean up the desolate people on the wall, secretly put the jīng sharp warriors in, and catch turtles in an urn, so that he could achieve the greatest results with the least casualties, because Gao Feng could not bear too much loss, and he knew that the real battlefield was not now, but Tianman's counterattack.

It's a pity that Gao Feng calculated everything very well, but there was a problem when the plan was actually implemented, which was also the biggest failure factor on the battlefield, and no one knew what would happen when the plan was really implemented, just like now.

Gao Feng believes in his own ability very much, and has the experience of oppressing thousands of desolate warriors by himself after becoming a manifest blade, so he is sure to clean up all the desolate sentinels, because he has this ability, in his plan, he is worried that there will be problems in the follow-up plan.

No one expected that there would be a problem in the place where he was most confident, and now it had reached its worst form, in the dark night, the desolate people could not see the strength of the peak, and they had greater confidence in numbers, even the shelterers would not be afraid, and Xianfeng Garo had no concept in their minds at all, and you could not expect a calf that had never seen a tiger to be afraid.

And Gao Feng's trouble is not to alarm the desolate people, but to cause the casualties of the Jīng Rui warriors, his trouble is how to break the situation now.