"Damn! Shields in the front rows!Bend bows in the back!Draw swords and press on me!" Yavis was stunned by the sudden blow, and soon he reacted, his eyes red and he roared. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With just one volley, hundreds of the warriors of his Noximi tribe fell, and this was still blocked by dense wilderness trees, otherwise the loss would have been even worse, which filled Yavis's chest with grievance and anger.

Although he reacted quickly, and his warriors were also very skillful, quickly erecting the large shield wrapped in iron sheets, they charged three times in the face of a burst of powerful crossbows, and as a result, they made no progress except for the powerful Alliance archer to shoot dozens of negligent warriors.

And as time went on, groups of reinforcements appeared in Kyle's rear, and they were the fighters who had covered the return of the evacuated logistics.

Seeing that he couldn't survive in this mountain forest, Yavis slowly calmed down his excitement, glanced at the appearance of about a thousand people on the other side, and looked at the hundreds of strong crossbows, he couldn't help but hesitate a little.

But after thinking about it, their Noximi tribe had no choice in this war, under the temptation of some conditions of the Winter Wolf King, the Noximi tribe almost pressed all their belongings, these 3,000 people were just the vanguard, and the follow-up tribal warriors were even more terrifying.

"For the sake of this war, our Noahsimi tribe even made peace with the hateful Kasna tribe, and transferred back the two brigades stationed in the mining area near the Kasna tribe, plus the several brigades assembled by the tribe, we have no choice......"

Yavis took a deep breath, he clearly knew how much their patriarch had invested for this war, making peace with the tribe's mortal enemies, exchanging the tribe's grain reserves for war equipment, and trading treasures with several powerful figures in the Guardian Alliance...... All this left the Noahsimi tribe with no way out.

"Let the Totem Berserk go up! Marksman troops, shoot all your arrows for me, I don't care what I do in the future, I'm going to rush through this mountain forest now! I'm going to let my Noximi tribe's totem battle flag fly first in the Baker tribe!"

Yavis roared hoarsely, knowing that the first to capture the Baker tribe would give their tribe some initiative, and when the Winter Wolf King's army arrived, the goal that their tribe wanted to achieve would be more likely to be achieved.

As he gave the order, the orc men with black totems tattooed all over their bodies rushed towards Kyle and them with a large knife.

Squinting his eyes and glancing at these strange orcs, who numbered about two hundred people, Kyle quietly ordered, "Two salvos!"

When two rounds of arrow rain fell, something surprising happened, these orcs who didn't even have leather armor, the black tattoos all over their bodies exuded cyan light, and strange totem patterns manifested behind them, and those whistling arrows were actually stopped by the light of those totem patterns.

"Totem Berserker!"

Kyle's heart sank, the poodle tribe is also a tribe with a history, and he has heard of this legendary orc profession.

This is an orc profession converted from a bronze-level warrior, in the long history of orcs, this profession is about cost-effective cannon fodder, but time has passed, this special profession has almost disappeared in the Eastern Wilderness, I didn't expect that the tribe in the Central Wilderness still has this kind of troops.

This kind of profession that turns the mysterious totemic power of the orcs into tattoos, so as to temporarily gain strong strength and defense, because it is a violent outburst, so it is called the totem rage.

Activating the power of the totem, they can at least obtain a few minutes of short-term silver physical power and the protection of the power of the totem for more than ten seconds, and the strength is about about silver.

Perhaps a shield of this strength can be broken by a few more arrows under the rune arrows of the Inkblade Archer, but for Kyle, who is just an ordinary arrow, it is deadly.

"There's a play!" Yavis was overjoyed, although the whizzing arrows were terrifying, but in fact they couldn't break through the temporary defensive shields of the totem berserkers, he left to seize the opportunity, and shouted: "Rush up, charge me! All the shooters cover the charge!"

Yavis drew a great sword and brandished it, leading the charge.

"How's the situation going now?" Kyle asked in a deep voice to one of the scouts beside him.

"At present, our logistics personnel have been evacuated, and what can be taken away has been taken away...... To the west, our brothers are fighting the first wave of the enemy, and the men from the Statitu side are almost there, ready to evacuate!" replied the scout quickly.

"Okay," Kyle sneered, glancing at Yavis who was charging with his neck thick, and ordered unhurriedly, "Crossbowmen, give me a shot of all your arrows in one go!"

The words fell, and all the crossbowmen did not hesitate at all, and constantly filled the barrels of arrows with the bloodletting groove, and output them frantically.

Despite the totem rage, some of the arrows still caused considerable damage to the charging enemies, and the archers covering on the opposite side were even worse, as they were shot into hedgehogs by the whistling rain of arrows as soon as they appeared.

In the face of the enemy getting closer and closer, some of the crossbowmen could even see the totemic light that the totem rage was about to dim, and the heavy footsteps of the rage became clearer and clearer, only to hear a roar of rage "Charge!"

"Good coming," Kyle looked at the two sides as he looked at the two sides as if they were dead.

"Gunners, get ready, leave them for me, let the shit, and let the shitch know that if they want to gnaw us down, even if it's a dragon, they're going to have to break a few teeth for me!" Kyle's indifferent voice echoed behind.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

As the words fell, a terrible explosion sounded, like thunder on the ground, and the beating sparks continued to explode, and they were about to touch these crossbowmen under Kyle's men, when suddenly a whistling fiery red cannonball fell, and even the berserker with a totem shield was killed on the spot.

And the rest of the cannonballs, like the wrath of the gods, continue to explode in the crowd, what is even more terrifying is that these exploding cannonballs are also attached to some special attributes, terrible sparks exploded, for a while, this mountain and forest thunder roared, flesh and blood flying, a scene of purgatory on earth.

"No!"

Yavis shouted in anger, but a cannonball exploded near him, and the terrible impact almost shattered part of his internal organs and knocked him to the ground, staggering to his feet, splashing flesh and blood fell on his face, Yavis couldn't help but be stunned by this terrible sight.

"Captain, run!

A soldier risked his life dragging the sluggish Yavis back as the Noximi warriors fled in disarray.