The fighting method of primitive people is very simple and simple, rushing is rushing, retreating is retreating, there is no single-handedly provocation and camping in front of the battle, looking at his 70 clansmen who were possessed by demons, Gu Xi said directly: "So everyone rushed over for me, and when I ran almost back, I didn't need to care too much, you just let them be able to climb into that tribe." ”

Gu Xi is not stupid, he let his people attack the Huangqiu tribe together, and then let 70 undead warriors mix in the crowd to play a covering effect, so that he can take fewer attacks, and then exert more damage when entering the Huangqiu tribe.

A huge group of people rushed towards the location of the Huangqiu tribe like a tide, although this situation was not the first time to see it, but it still made the people of Huangqiu standing on the wall feel panicked.

Shen Nong took the lead in raising the triple launcher in his hand, under this number of enemies, aiming has become an undoubted thing, even if you shoot casually, one shot is accurate anyway, and it will definitely hit the target.

Shen Nong's three bone spears shot out one after another, successfully killing the three members of the Mud Eel Tribe, and at the same time, the trebuchet and the spear assembly launcher mounted on the wall also launched their own attacks.

Woohoo!

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The stones and bone spears were like a dense network of fire reaping the lives of the eel tribesmen, but at this moment, the army of the eel tribe, which was originally rushing forward, suddenly stopped, turned around and ran back in an instant, leaving only 70 people who continued to run forward.

This situation made Shen Nong look at it and couldn't help but feel very puzzled in his heart.

What does that mean, a little temptation on the brink of death?

Although the army retreated, in this case, the 70 people who were still advancing attracted the attention of everyone on the side of the Huangqiu tribe, after all, what they were doing now was similar to sending them to death.

Woohoo!

Bone spears were shot at these guys, but as if they didn't feel pain, they still sprinted forward at full speed, and soon came to the wall.

One of them was the most miserable, he couldn't dodge the stone projection from the trebuchet, his chest was directly hit by the stone that was launched, and he looked at the injury that could not survive anymore, but even so, this person still did not stop his legs, and continued to move forward like a robot.

Shen Nong couldn't help frowning, looking at these unkillable guys, he knew that the 'undead warriors' like last time had reappeared, and the number had increased from 1 to 70.

"It's a little tricky. Shen Nong said.

It will undoubtedly be very troublesome to deal with the guys who can't kill no matter how they kill, and according to the experience of the last time Xiong Scythe dealt with Kenji, it is useless to cut off the heads of an undead being like this, and they must chop off their limbs so that they can no longer move.

But this method of dealing with it is very troublesome, it requires a lot of manpower, and in the process, these undead warriors may also hurt the people of the Huangqiu tribe.

Before they could climb the wall, Shen Nong hurriedly found a safe place to sit cross-legged, and then went out of his body to look at the undead warriors under the wall.

Sure enough, on the back of these 70 people, each of them had a demon of different shapes and appearances lying on their backs, some of them had green faces and fangs, three eyes and two mouths, and some had two horns and long tongues and waists, but it opened Shen Nong's eyes for a while.

"Sure enough, it's something like that. Shen Nong nodded thoughtfully, in this way, he would have to use the power of those silver metal rods.

Returning to his body, Shen Nong immediately shouted to Cang and the others, who were still controlling the trebuchet: "Everyone go and take out your sticks! ”

This kind of thing belongs to the spirit body, and the knocking sound of the silver metal rod is very destructive to the spirit body, so powerful that it can be described by the four words "soul flying away".

Shen Nong looked down at the undead warriors who were climbing the surface of the wall, and began to observe their reaction when they heard the sound of the silver metal rod being struck.

Ding Ding Bang Ding Bang

Ding Ding Ding Bang

Ding-ding-bell.

Ding Ding Bell, Ding Ding Bell, Ding ~ Ding Bell.

The entire Huangqiu tribe picked up the silver metal stick and beat it, the sound was extremely loud, and even inexplicably knocked out a sense of rhythm, which was pleasant to the ear.

The moment the undead warriors who were climbing heard this sound, they all couldn't help but tremble, and several of them fell off and fell directly to the ground.

But after a few seconds, the effect was not as powerful as Shen Nong expected, and the undead warriors were still climbing towards the wall.

"How could this be?" Shen Nong wondered.

He had seen the lethality of the sound of the silver metal rod to the spirit several times, it was quite powerful, how could this be useless.

The walls were only five meters high, and soon the undead warriors, unaffected, climbed above the walls and began to attack the Huangqiu people with spear launchers.

Although these guys have become undead, their essence has not been improved, which means that their strength and physical fitness are still at the level that the people of the Huangqiu Clan can deal with, but the only trouble is that they don't care about getting hurt and are not afraid of death, which is the most tricky.

Human wars and fights, although the former has a large number of people and the latter has a small number of people, but in fact, it is a process of exchanging people, I will fight you 800 people with 1000 people, and we will die 800 people together, then I still have 200 people alive, so this war is my victory.

It's the same with a fight, I punch you in the eye, you're blind, you punch me in the mouth, I lose a few teeth in my mouth, whoever can't bear the injuries in the body first and falls down first, the one who is still standing is considered to win.

This kind of undead who have been possessed by demons is such a scoundrel existence, they can exchange injuries for injuries and lives with you, and they have no scruples. But the people of the Huangqiu tribe could not do this, because they were living beings, belonging to the mortal flesh, and could not withstand this method of fighting.

Fighting with a group of people who have lost their heads and can continue to do it, whoever dares to exchange their lives for their lives is purely looking for death.

Shen Nong didn't see the sound of the silver metal stick come in handy at this moment, so he had to join the battle with Xiong Scythe in person, fighting against these immortals with the rest of the clansmen.

Due to the busy fighting, no one noticed that at this moment, the sky above the ancestral land of the Huangqiu tribe suddenly overcast clouds gathered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then there were purple lightning thunderbolts in the clouds.

Boom!

Suddenly, a bolt of thunder exploded directly from the clouds, slashing precisely at an undead man standing on the wall.