Several people who had been shot by bamboo arrows lay on the ground trembling.

A coalition soldier looked at the bamboo arrows fired again in the jungle and asked curiously, "Are we being attacked?" ”

The bamboo arrow hit him in the throat impartially, and the coalition soldier clutched his throat and lay on the ground in pain.

"There's an enemy in the jungle!" the onlookers began to stir up.

Feng was very satisfied with his arrow, and raised his head proudly at the envious people next to him.

Not to be outdone, the archers of the Navy's tribe also picked up bamboo arrows, pulled the strings, and shot them out hard.

The chaotic coalition army was once again shot by five people with bows and arrows, and the old chief ran panting from behind, shouting at the jungle where the wind was hiding, "Attack!"

The remaining coalition forces consciously took a small step back, and the new reinforcements rushed over with bone spears.

Seeing the rushing coalition forces, the wind shot another arrow, hitting one of the coalition soldiers who rushed to the front in the face.

"Hehe, watch me shoot you in the face. ”

After the wind finished speaking, he led the shot to rise, and the unfinished clansmen retreated.

When the coalition soldiers arrived at the place where Feng and the others were hiding, Feng led the people to retreat far away.

The old chief looked at the clansmen who were clapping in a circle on the ground, and shouted angrily: "Yi!

Yi, who was leading several members of the Yi clan to rush back in a hurry, sneezed inexplicably.

The old chieftain thought that this was easy to take revenge on himself, and betrayed the route of the coalition army, causing the invaders to use bamboo arrows to kill and wound dozens of his own clansmen.

"Chief, it hurts so much that I'm being thrusted, they work so hard, it hurts so much. ”

A coalition soldier lay on the ground, looking at the old chief aggrievedly.

The old chief drew an arrow stuck in his clansman and looked closely.

One end of the bamboo arrow is very pointed, and the other end has a bird's feather on it. How did such a thin thing fly over?

The old chief threw the bamboo arrow out with all his might, and the flying bamboo arrow hit the trunk of a tree not far away, and then was jumped away.

"Looks like this little thing can only hurt when you shoot at close range. The old chief nodded in satisfaction. Tell the people to collect the bamboo arrows and continue on their way.

A sneak attack by the wind killed five coalition forces and injured more than twenty.

Although there were quite a lot of casualties, the old chief didn't care at all, and he lost dozens of people, but with this kind of small bamboo that can shoot people from a distance, it is worth writing a deal.

Feng, who was waiting in the jungle to pursue the coalition forces, saw the empty behind, and scratched his head curiously: "Huh, people?"

The clansmen also wondered, what about the coalition forces that were pursuing? Why were they gone? The basis of the shooting just now still remains, why no one came to let them shoot.

After waiting for a long time, no one chased after me.

"Let's go, let's go back and do another wave. Feng looked at the bored clansmen and ordered directly.

The boring clansmen suddenly became energetic, sang eighteen touches in their mouths, and happily followed the wind back the same way.

Only five corpses were left in their place, and the coalition soldiers had long since left.

The archers of the water army feel a pity, there is no one, how to play?

"Let's go after them from behind. The wind looked at the marks on the ground and said to the lost people.

The coalition forces were slow because they had dozens of wounded soldiers, and it only took a moment for the wind to lead the archers to find them again.

"Let's go, let's continue to do another wave. "The wind was the first to burrow into the jungle, and the archers followed.

This time, only three rounds were fired, and the coalition soldiers who reacted also picked up the bamboo arrows on the ground and threw them at the jungle.

Feng saw the weak bamboo arrow flying not far from him, and let out a loud "ah" very cooperatively.

Several clansmen looked at the wind curiously, and the wind pointed to the bamboo basket containing arrows next to it and said, "We don't have many bamboo arrows, they are returning them to us, let's cooperate." ”

"Ah, it hurts......"

"Ah, I'm dead!"

"Ah, that's a big deal......"

"Pulse Pressure Belt!"

The archers roared loudly in the wind, and the coalition forces outside the jungle saw that the attack was effective, and they worked harder to touch the bamboo arrows they had collected into the jungle.

Feng saw the more than forty arrows in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

The coalition soldiers outside the jungle heard no movement in the jungle and slowly walked towards the jungle with bone spears.

The wind cut the neck of the pheasant and hare caught from the road, sprinkled the ground with blood, and quickly left.

As the harassment continued, Wind led a squad of archers to scatter dozens of coalition soldiers dead and hundreds wounded.

The coalition army, which was originally marching slowly, was even slower with hundreds of wounded soldiers.

The old chief was satisfied with his command, after all, the screams in the jungle were too pitiful, and he suffered hundreds of casualties, so the losses of that despicable invader would not be less than his own.

The cannon and the five leopards converged with the black, and the black looked at the leopard grinning at him, and looked at the cannon curiously.

"Our tribe is short on strength, so the chief asked me to bring those five friends to support you. Cannon explained.

"Can you do it?" these five big flowers, are you obedient?" asked Rough Curious.

"Obedient, but obedient, I told them all on the way, take down the pit tribe, and give them three big female flowers each. Cannon said happily.

Black was speechless for a while, and the chieftain's words of encouragement to his own people were used by the cannon on the animals.

"Brother Hei, how many people have been sent by the Pit Cargo Tribe?" asked the cannon looking at the expressionless Hei.

"Three or four hundred came, plus more than a hundred people left before, maybe the same person who retreated as the commander, this is not easy to fight. Hei said helplessly.

"It's okay, there's big flowers for them, I have a way. Cannon said confidently.

The cannon left the camp alone with five leopards, and the black was very worried about the cannon, and led a dozen people to follow the cannon to escort, after all, the cannon also belongs to technical talents.

Along the way, the cannon and the five leopards were giggling, and they were envious when they saw it, why could this thing get along so well with this savage animal?

Could it be that humans and animals also have a common language?

Feng led the team of archers and quickly joined up with the cannons and others, and the cannons pointed at the five leopards in front of them, who were very obedient, and said, "Wait a minute, watch our performance! Please call me the head of the leopard: Master Cannon, this is from the chieftain!"

Feng Bai glanced at the cannon and asked, "What are you doing with so many big flowers?"

"Who knows, Brother Black went to ask for reinforcements, and the chief sent the cannon and them. "Rough also means ignorance.

"Hehe, the chief said there were not enough people, let me bring five leopards to support, by the way, the chief said it was a leopard. Cannon explained.

"Leopard? What's the use of you alone and five leopards?" Feng asked curiously.

"When the chief first came, he taught me a strategy called the Inside and the Outside......," Cannon explained.