Gao Feng waited solemnly, the desolate people saw a large team of hundreds of people, but their eyes were still full of fanaticism, after they entered the southern wilderness, they did not even encounter a formal resistance, often the tribes lined up in formation, as long as they rushed to the front, someone would collapse, and the consequence of the collapse of one person brought about the collapse of the collective, so they never encountered decent resistance.

Just like the opinion of the rì army on ** in a certain era, the desolate people also have a contempt for the tribesmen, and they didn't notice at all that the tribal warriors in front of them were different from the resistance they encountered, and the other party was not a thin formation that lined up the queue, but a queue of a hundred people, lined up in eight horizontal columns, forming a huge phalanx.

The desolate man did not hesitate, and continued to rush towards the team, they could see at a glance that these people were less than a thousand at most, and their number was more than three times that of the other party, but no desolate man thought about how seriously their team was disjointed? Didn't think about it, how far away is it from your companions?

"Whew......." When the barren approached sixty meters, rows of throwing spears were held on their shoulders one after another, and they only needed to rush a few steps to throw shè, and their mouths let out a crazy roar, they were the best at throwing, and they could throw their throwing guns into the eyes of their opponents within thirty meters, and it was their combat skills that made them invincible against the tribesmen.

"Let ......." When the desolate man rushed through the fifty-meter jǐng cord, the roar echoed in the ears of hundreds of people.

"Buzz......." The sound of the crossbow and bow making the air burst loudly, the cold wind and the tense sound of the bowstring bounced made the sword and shield hands shrink their necks involuntarily, and the next moment, the desolate people rushing towards them suddenly fell as if they had hit an invisible wall.

Most people didn't see the trajectory of the crossbow arrows flying clearly, the time was too short, the distance was too short, just a blink of an eye, and one by one the desolate people who were ready to throw fell to the ground with crossbow arrows in succession, and their hearts were rending and wailing.

Dozens of desolate people are not much, and the follow-up troops gathered ten times the number in the next moment, but they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw their companions on the ground, just here, the sky was slightly dark, and a hundred long arrows slashed through the sky, like sharp thorns, stabbing a puff of blood in the crowd.

Every longbow passes through the human body, and all the longbowmen are tribal warriors who have been trained for decades, with strong physique and strength, and in their hands, the power of the English longbow is released, like a beast that has been hungry for a long time.

In the tribe, hundreds of longbowmen can find the shè accurately, perhaps less than one percent, and these men who have never touched a longbow in their lives can easily stretch the longbow into a full moon, but don't expect them to aim at anything in the shè.

So the greatest power is to gather together and accumulate shè in parallel, at least they can shè in the direction that their eyes can see, if they throw shè or something, it will be a disaster, God knows if they will shè on the top of their heads, fall down and insert their chrysanthemums?

Three hundred long bows, three waves in a row.shè, continuous arrows like raindrops spread the space between the two sides, the first bowstring sounded, the second bowstring continued to ring, and the third, in this repeated process, nine hundred long arrows were shè out of the row, in front of everyone's eyes, a jungle full of long arrows towered in front of them.

Fifty percent of the long arrows missed, and the sharp beast teeth and arrows all drilled into the ground, many of them collided together and formed geometric patterns, but under the jungle, there were miniature hills, and the long arrows were like a storm, blowing down the desolate people like wheat stalks, and hundreds of desolate people fell like this, and they couldn't even see what they looked like when they died, only the blood gathered together and meandered to the low-lying land.

The first time they met, no one was injured, and more than 100 people were killed, this was a miracle on the wilderness battlefield, which made the tribal warriors watching the battle on the mountain feel a little terrified in cheers, when did they become so strong?

The pole's eyes are unusually bright, like an eight-hundred-watt light bulb, a heart is pounding, and it is about to pop out of his throat, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to standardize the training of the combat team, most of the warriors and slaves have been divided into four teams, and they have been training hard outside, almost no one can understand, but they are afraid of the heavenly claw, and they have to run in line with dissatisfaction and cooperate with each other.

In this process, there have been all kinds of passivity and resistance, all of which have been suppressed by Gao Feng's coercion, and even punished many people, and used a large amount of meat as a reward to finally integrate these people together, which is only a rough step integration, and has not reached the level of Gao Feng's ideals.

Even so, the achievements are enough to make people jaw-dropping, the desolate people dare not approach the edge of the arrow, the corpses and blood of more than 100 comrades-in-arms, cruelly inform them that this group of people in front of them is not easy to mess with, if they continue to rush forward, God knows how many more people will die?

A drum noise resounded through the battlefield, but it was the crowd that had fled before, they had been hiding not far away to watch the battle, and when they saw the small victory of the tribe, they immediately became arrogant, and made a loud noise, encouraging the peak team to move forward to beat the desolate people to a flower, but more people looked at the cuiye money on the tail of the arrow, their eyes were red, and they thought about how to collect the cuiye money all over the ground into their purses.

The noise made Gao Feng frown, and the warriors around him were also dissatisfied, at this time, the team of the desolate man did not attack again, and began to shrink, and the eight hundred people of the peak were between the two mountains, if they retreated, they could advance the protection system of the mountain, which was the basis for him to dare to fight head-on, but the desolate man was not fooled and no longer moved forward, so that he was also a little entangled? Confrontation is not what he wants.

"The person on the other side, come out and speak ......." After holding for more than ten minutes, more desolate people gathered over, almost two thousand of them, but all of them were pale and looked like they were about to stand unsteadily, and Gao Feng saw all this in his eyes, and did not say anything, until the strongest warrior came out among the desolate people.

This warrior, like other desolate warriors, has a white bone skeleton painted on his body, and his skin is also drawn with various colorful and colorful patterns with unknown meanings, but his eyes are the brightest, and the weapon in his hand is also very distinctive, it is a whole mandible, which is densely arranged with sharp animal teeth, the sharpest fangs are half a foot long, which shows how powerful and wild the beast is before death,

The huge mandibles were like the scythe of death, giving this man who was not tall and muscular a fierce spirit that was different from others, and when he looked this way, there was a strong confidence in his eyes, as if he was only facing a group of local chickens and dogs.

Huofang wanted to stand up, just like facing the people of other wilderness tribes, but Gao Feng grabbed it back and pushed it aside, Gao Feng personally stood at the front of the team, and the black team behind him stood like a pine, not shaking, bringing the most powerful support to Gao Feng.

"Ha, it's a torturer?" The man saw Gao Feng's cheeks and was the first to say his contempt, but he was dumbfounded for a moment after seeing the dense wounds all over Gao Feng's body.

"If you want to fight, you will fight......." At the moment when the man was dumbfounded, Gao Feng suddenly burst out with his roar, and the eight hundred warriors behind him raised their weapons at the same time, roaring like a tsunami: "Whew...... Drink....... ”

"Whew...... Drink....... More than 1,000 people on the two mountains also raised their weapons or fists, and their whole bodies tensed and burst out with the air flow in their chests, like the roar of a mountain collapse and a sea cracking, making the desolate people become sè together.