"Understood!" replied the swarthy man, who had been pointed at with his fingers, blushing and nervous and excited.

"After a row of people poke, replace the next row of people, don't be stupid and don't finish stabbing yourself, you will lose your strength, you don't feel high enough to move a stone under your feet, you don't get a stick to help, as long as you don't let people cross the trunk, you are safe." ”

Lu gently explained to Damai and said, "I'll leave it to you here, and half of the people will go up the mountain with me." ”

Big Mac said without hesitation: "Listen to her, half of them will follow her." ”

Lu gently led a handful of men and horses to rush up to the top of the mountain from one to the gentle slope, that is, directly above the plank road below, and ordered: "Move stones in groups of two and smash them down." ”

She also demonstrated it herself, hugged a rock of twenty or thirty catties and threw it down, smashed over two or three people, and saw them screaming and falling into the plank road, everyone immediately understood, and moved stones everywhere to hit people.

There weren't enough stones, so Lu gently went to cut down the tree again, cut it into logs and let people throw it down.

This attack method is extremely effective, and the people below have probably never seen such a method, and they fall off guard one after another.

Lu Qingqing's gang of people are quite mobile, specifically looking for a crowded place to smash, as long as the smash is accurate, there are several at once, and some people fall down the plank road in panic and dodge, howling one after another.

The person at the front of the enemy dragon was angry, he came to slaughter the mountain tribe, he didn't think that he would encounter obstacles, but now, before he really arrived, he lost half of his people at once, although those were worthless slaves, but he felt that his face was smashed and smashed.

He lifted a heavy knife made of stone and roared "Ahh

He rushed up, and the people behind him followed, and the road became much wider at the back, and they were in a row of four or five, like a huge wave crashing against the beam.

"Stab them!" the swarthy man suddenly burst out shouting, and the green tendons on his neck burst high, and he stabbed them out with a stick.

Pierced squarely into the chest of an enemy.

How low the status of slaves is these years, they are worse dressed than the mountain tribes, their upper bodies are bare, people are blocked by tree trunk obstacles, and their entire chests are exposed without cover, and Lu gently sharpens the tip of the spear that can be cut by touching it, it is like stabbing it on a piece of tofu.

Blood splattered on the swarthy man's face, his teeth chattered, he was so big, he had only killed animals, never people.

But these are the ones who want to kill them all and snatch their wheat away!

With countless hatred and courage welling up in his heart, he pulled out his wooden spear and stabbed another person.

At this time, he thought of what the man had said, he would retreat and change to another person after stabbing once, he put away the gun and stepped back, the person behind him had already tensed his nerves, and he waited for a long time like a nervous person, and when he saw that there was a vacant seat in front of him, he didn't want to take a step forward, as if he had rehearsed countless times in his mind, he stabbed out with a shot.

"Get out of the front, up in the second row!" said Big Mac, howling and hoarse, eager to go up and kill the vicious-looking foes.

But something went wrong.

The leader rushed up very powerfully, the first shot missed, he didn't give people a chance to use the second shot, he jumped high, the thick and heavy stone knife in his hand slashed down, seeing that the mountain tribesmen in that area were about to die under the knife.

Lu Qing watched this scene coldly on the mountain above, and the people around him had already exclaimed.

"Huh-" In a long and sharp birdsong, a black shadow was as fast as lightning, swooping down on the long-knife man and pecking at him fiercely.

"Ah!!" The long knife man was pecked off a piece of flesh on his face, and the person fell down in mid-air, just smashed into the side of the Gaoshan tribesmen, and the people and knives overwhelmed several people, and when the clansmen who were holding various weapons next to him and were useless, they rushed up smartly, and almost crippled their own people.

"Shoot him, kill him!"

"Let me come out first!"

"Don't hit me!"

It was very messy, but it also worked, and when everyone stopped, the very brave man with a long knife had already swallowed his breath with blood in his mouth and his eyes wide open.

He took on this task with confidence, and came here with great dignity, but he didn't even kill a single person, not a single hair was cut (not a single injury when it fell off), and he was unwilling......

Lu lightly looked at the top and smiled slightly, this group of people, when they were naïve, looked naïve enough, and they were quite violent.

However, it was the first time that he had fought like this, but when a dozen or twenty enemies all pounced in front of the obstacles, they couldn't stop them, and some of them were even barely raised their guns before they were pounced on the trunk by the jackal-like enemy.

Lu twisted his eyebrows slightly, the main generals are already dead, why are these people even crazier?

This was not what she thought, she did not hesitate and "flew" directly from the top of the mountain.

"Ahh

While Lu Qing was still in the air, he took out his crossbow machine and shot two enemies, then landed on the trunk of a tree, kicked one and climbed up, picked up and threw another in one hand, and then jumped into the camp of the mountain tribe, pulling up an enemy who was biting like a mad dog.

This person was unkempt and skinny, but it could be seen that he was still a teenager, his eyes were red and seemed to glow green, as if he had been drugged, and his mouth was full of other people's blood.

Lu gently lifted him away with one hand, grabbed his chin, and exerted his expression with an expressionless face, and he cried like a wronged child: "Hungry ......"

Lu Qingqing's face changed slightly, but he couldn't retract his strength, and almost at the same moment, there was a click, and the sound of his neck breaking came out.

The young man's thin body spun around and slammed heavily on the ground, and Lu gently took two rare steps back, looking at him in slight amazement.

Lu Qingqing has never regretted killing, even if it was the first time she killed someone, she was very uncomfortable, but she never regretted it, because she killed people who threatened her survival.

But this time...... It's not regret, it's stunned.

Can hunger really push people to this point?

Crazy, ferocious, sinful, hideous, completely stripped of human form.

This is true for people, and it is true for tribes.

Lu Qingqing once again so truly experienced the cruelty of this world, and the only thing to be thankful for is that she has the ability to support herself.

Lu gently withdrew his gaze and looked up at the enemies who were still rushing forward.