This person spoke in a very small voice, but how could he escape Mo Yi'er's keen hearing? Mo Yi'er smiled coldly when she heard this, and looked at the forty or fifty people opposite with murderous eyes, as if they were corpses. With a slight mocking curvature on her lips, she sneered, "You guys are so whimsical! To deal with you, you don't need the men of our tribal alliance to fight, so I will let you see how powerful we women are! ”

After speaking, Mo Yi'er waved her hand, and the first strike was strong.

The men on the opposite side obviously didn't take Mo Yi'er's words to heart, and they all laughed. "Women are weak guys, and they still want to deal with us? You're crazy, aren't you? Hahaha, everyone started to snatch them back, so many women, there is no need to rob them now. The men outside let out lewd (harmonious) evil laughter, and they didn't take Mo Yi'er and the others in their eyes.

This attitude angered the dozen or so women who came to fight, and they clenched their weapons and rushed forward.

Originally, when fighting with such a large group of men, the women suffered a lot. But these outsiders are at fault for underestimating the enemy, and they never thought that these women would kill people with weapons. With this kind of thought, they are destined to be defeated, and they deserve to be killed by Mo Yi'er and them. By the time they saw their companion lying in a pool of blood and wanted to get serious, it was too late. With Mo Yi'er, a strong man, he would have whipped a person to death a long time ago.

Mo Yi'er's whip has now become superb, like a part of her body, to the point of pointing where to hit it. Not only that, but the force of the whip could directly submerge many small thorns into the human body, and when it was pulled out again, blood burst out, and many small holes bled together, and it would not be long before they would lose too much blood and die.

The other women also fought against these people with great resentment, and almost none of them had ever killed anyone except Mo Yi'er. But with the first time, they will be more skilled, and the other party is an outsider who wants to encroach on their homeland, and they cannot be soft.

It didn't take long for many of the corpses of fallen men to lie on the ground, and there were still a dozen or so that had collapsed, and when their killing moves were about to fall on the women, Mo Yi'er's whip would wrap around their necks like a devil. Even if a few were far away from Mo Yi'er, they were missed. It will also be pierced by the sharp thorns of the clansmen behind him not far away.

This is the 'sniper' arranged by Mo Yi'er, holding the bow and arrow they developed, and giving the enemy a heavy blow at a critical moment.

Mo Yi'er finally left a living mouth in this group of people, she looked at this person with gloomy and terrifying eyes, directly wasted his hands and feet, and said to him like a messenger from hell: "I leave your life behind, go back and tell all the people in your outer tribes, our tribal alliance is not easy to mess with, even women can easily kill you." ! ”

The man hurriedly rolled away, because his legs were no longer able to walk, and rolling was already the fastest movement he could move his body.

If it was before, Mo Yi'er would definitely feel that she was extremely cruel, but now, she doesn't feel it. To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, and only in this way can they deter the outside world. Otherwise, with such a small number of them, sooner or later they will become the ghosts of the outsiders who fall into the hands of outsiders.

Sure enough, as soon as the man left, the outside fell silent. did not start a battle immediately in a short period of time, Mo Yi'er also let the clansmen recuperate, and let people observe the situation on the other side.

Apparently the people on the other side were also watching them, and both sides were in a state of immobility. This kind of play is unique in the entire planet. In the past, once there was a war, they would directly pick up the stone knife and run over to stab the other party, where is it like now, the former is afraid of the wolf and the tiger, and what kind of conspiracy and tricks have to be played. I have to say that this is all the credit of the two traversers.

But the two sides can't keep being at a stalemate like this, Mo Yi'er knows that it is the luck of luck that a dozen women on her side directly kill forty or fifty men, so she must hurry up and lay out.

A platoon of archers, about two dozen people, stared directly at the battlefield in front of them, and as soon as someone came by, they shot quickly. If they were outnumbered and had crossed the best firing range, the second group of warriors of about fifty men immediately came to the top, and they were tribesmen with homemade shields in their hands, shields in one hand and long thorns in the other. While protecting yourself with a shield, you can also kill with a long thorn. The third group of clansmen is relatively strong, they are usually very good at fighting and hunting, and they are warriors who attack in substance. Of course, they are also the most dangerous than the first two groups.

After arranging this qiē, Mo Yi'er climbed the tallest tree nearby by herself and carefully observed the other party. They sat on the floor, piled up bonfires, and many people sat around as if deliberating on what to do.

During the day, Mo Yi'er observed from the tree, and at night, she turned into a ghost, and reached into the other party's resting place alone.

I have to say that the current battle is too backward, and even if there are people in the camp or something, there is no too strict defense system. Ordinary clansmen couldn't get close, but Mo Yi'er, who was like a ghost, was easy. She was extremely fast, and the figure scurried between them in a flash. At this moment, many people were already asleep on the ground, and the sound of snoring resounded through the mountains and forests. Mo Yi'er lightly came to the place where they stacked the food, stunned the two men guarding it, and evenly sprinkled the powder of the sleeping grass on it. After that, quietly departed. As long as they have eaten food until tomorrow night, it will be easy to do.

But the next day, they sent a team of seventy or eighty people to spy on the military situation. This time they were particularly cautious, looking around as they went.

Seeing this, Mo Yi'er secretly scolded these fools in her heart, and as soon as they reached the shooting range, they immediately gave an order, and the sharp thorns fell from the sky like rain, and more than a dozen people were immediately shot to the ground, and a few were injured and screamed in horror. In addition, dozens of people who were not injured seemed to have seen a ghost, and desperately retreated to the resting place.

The people cheered excitedly, enjoying the timidity of these people.

It was still a dozen women who stepped forward to deal with the injured outsiders, and this time, they didn't have a single survivor.

The corpses were lying in the middle of the battlefield like this, and the bloody aura permeated the entire mountain forest, Mo Yi'er could even feel that there were a few beasts nearby, but there were too many humans nearby, which discouraged these sensitive beasts. Thankfully, the beasts in ambush are solitary animals, and if they live in packs like wolves, they will definitely come together to share the bloody food.

Once again, the outsiders were scared out of their minds. Mo Yi'er saw that after they went back, many people sat together, and while they were talking, there seemed to be an argument. Because they were too far apart, Mo Yi'er could only take a general look, and Mo Yi'er couldn't hear what they were talking about. One qiē and one qiē, as Mo Yier expected, went according to plan. It wasn't until it got dark that they couldn't attack again.

Whether they win or lose, they must eat. The women of the Zhihua tribe began to make dinner, and the dried meat sprinkled with lethargic powder was placed in a clay pot and placed on the bonfire with snow water. Mo Yi'er built a pergola on her forehead, looking at the smoke curling on the opposite side with great interest, what was waiting for them was definitely a nightmare.

During this period, Man Ge has been silently watching Mo Yi'er. He had never seen such a Mo Yi'er! Calm, wise, cruel, but more than that, attractive. Mo Yi'er's bright eyes made him unable to take his eyes off, which was even more eye-catching than the Mo Yi'er in the tribe.

Mo Yi'er also knew that Mange had been looking at her, but she didn't look back. Now she doesn't want to distract anyone, after all, this is the first time she has experienced war, and she needs to devote herself wholeheartedly. She doesn't want anyone around her to die on the battlefield, and she will do her best to protect anyone. And in this war, as a witch doctor, Bang Ge definitely plays a very important role. It's only a temporary shock to the tribe now, but there will definitely be many more fierce battles in the future. She tried her best to protect but could not ensure that no one was injured or killed, and with the presence of Mango, the casualties would definitely be minimized.

For dinner that day, Mo Yi'er also climbed a tree to eat, and her eyes didn't even blink, staring at the enemy opposite. To her disappointment, the people on the other side did not eat together, and when the food was ready, the women served the food first to the small leaders of the outer tribes, and then to the strong external tribesmen, and as for the tribesmen who only spent their flowers, they ate last.

They seemed to be still discussing, a little absent-minded about eating, and only about two dozen people fell asleep after eating the food, and the others had not had time to put the food in their mouths.

The sudden change made these outsiders even more frightened, and their mouths opened and closed, shouting something. Then some people quickly packed up their things and fled the place.

Mo Yi'er's heart moved, and she wanted to chase after the victory, but because she was afraid of provoking them to jump off the wall, she could only hold back. Seeing that many people rolled up their covers and fled, ignoring those who fell asleep, Mo Yi'er smiled sarcastically. You know, among those who have fallen asleep, there are their little leaders.

After making sure that those who had not fallen asleep were far away, Mo Yi'er sent someone to deal with those who were asleep. They were all tied tightly with vines, and then moved to their own resting place. And the things that those people left, such as some clay pots that were too late to take away, cooked food, and sporadic spilled food and animal skins. All of them were also brought back and distributed as trophies to the meritorious clansmen.

Mo Yi'er said loudly to them: You have to be brave, see no, so many of them are scared and run away. Do things with more brains and think about what can be done. And among you who have merit, I will remember that when the war is over, you will be the warriors of the tribe, and you will be rewarded.