Chapter 142: The January Period
A few gongs sounded, and the camps of the poisonous tribe lit up one after another.
Ye Ling rushed into the camp, his sword came out with both hands, and when he saw that there were not many people talking nonsense, he directly gave a knife first.
These mountain ghosts are full of poison in their bodies, even their skin is dark green, and pus-filled pustules the size of beans are all over their hands and feet, which is disgusting to look at.
With a flick of the dragon elephant knife, the blade of the knife was broken, hooking the necks of seven or eight mountain ghosts, and the heads flew to the ground, and poisonous blood gushed out.
That Ocean Core, although it did not increase Ye Ling's cultivation level, his strength was really improved.
In addition, his resistance to poisons has also been inexplicably improved.
Sometimes he didn't have time to dodge the poisonous blood, and when the blood splashed on his skin, a stream of water made of spiritual energy would appear on the body protection qi, washing away the dirty blood.
There are a total of 203 people in the Poison Heart Tribe, which is a large number of people among the small tribes.
Now, the camp tents were all on fire, hundreds of corpses were lying on the ground, and there were no more enemies standing beside Ye Ling.
Which one of the corpses is the patriarch of the Poison Heart Clan?
This problem is difficult, Ye Ling feels that all mountain ghosts are the same weak, and there is no difference between the clan and the patriarch.
The fire in this camp was deliberately set by Ye Ling, the purpose of which was to tell the neighboring Muer tribe, "Your neighbor has an accident, come and rescue him." ”
The Moore tribe is located above the Poison Heart Tribe, and the two are indeed relatively close in a straight line, but to reach each other, they need to climb a small and steep ice cliff.
After a while, the Moore tribe above his head had a little halo like fireflies flashing.
I saw the rest of the surprise attackers, pulling out the crossbow behind their backs, the arrows of this crossbow arrow are specially made, and after hitting the target, the breath will explode.
I saw the warriors of the Mur tribe climbing down the ice cliff one after another.
"Listen to my orders, calm down, five, four......"
Team leader Chen Yuansheng deliberately slowed down the countdown time to let the mountain ghosts climb down the ice cliff more.
When most of them were climbing on the ice cliff, Chen Yuansheng shouted: "Release!"
For a time, twenty crossbow arrows were fired continuously, forming a curtain of arrows.
These arrows exploded on contact, and many of the warriors of the Moore tribe were blown into a scattered blood mist before they could climb down the ice cliff.
Several elite warriors belonging to their clan appeared, carrying heavy rectangular shields on their backs, and their bodies were so strong that explosive crossbow arrows could not destroy their shields.
"Shoot at the cliff in front of them!"
Unfortunately, in order to pay attention to the rate of fire, the accuracy of the repeating crossbow bolt is not high, and it is very difficult to shoot in a specific direction at this distance.
Soon, the frozen ground beneath their feet loosened, and the heavily armed silver-maned beast emerged from the ground.
"Xiaoxue, you-"
Before Chen Yuansheng could speak, he saw the silver-maned beast propping up his shoulders, and the four spirit stone cannons were aimed at the cliff.
Boom ——!
After a thunderbolt, a scream rang out.
This bombardment was really fast and accurate, and even an ordinary mechanical war beast controlled by a special person could not reach this level of hit.
The most terrifying thing is that this cannon is just a temptation.
After determining the exact position, the silvermaned beast opened fire at full strength, and the four spirit stone cannons fired alternately.
The highly squeezed spirit stone energy blasted the ice cliff beyond recognition.
Everyone has to admit that today's operation was not a sneak attack at all, but a righteous and bright torture.
Among them, a mountain ghost with a sturdy body and a golden shield on the cliff dodged three shells in succession.
This is the patriarch of the tribe of Moor.
Seeing that he had climbed half the distance, he saw a meteor in the distance streak by, heading towards the patriarch's heart.
I saw that the heavy shield behind the patriarch was pierced by silver-white light, and his movements froze, his hands and feet scratched, and he lost his strength in an instant.
After this, Ye Ling appeared, stepped on light skills, and jumped towards the dead patriarch.
I saw him kick lightly, and the seven-star sword that penetrated into the patriarch's body bounced, and the patriarch's body fell heavily.
Ye Ling took advantage of the falling corpse, almost stepped in the air, turned over and jumped onto the ice cliff.
"This is not light work, this is flying......" The surprise attack team was dumbfounded.
The silvermaned beast stopped shelling, and everyone watched Ye Ling enter the Muer camp.
The next moment, there was another splash of blood in the camp.
"The Poison Heart Clan, the Mure Clan has been wiped out!" Ye Ling shouted.
These tribes, each with a heavy blood debt under their hands, now heard that they were destroyed, and the soldiers all cheered.
When I returned to the General's Mansion, this time everyone found it tricky, and the task that was regarded as "difficult to gnaw bones" was only carried out for less than an hour.
Counting the distance back and forth, the surprise attack team can be regarded as destroying the two tribes in an instant.
They brought back the head of the Moor's chief, as well as his pierced shield.
The patriarch of the Poison Heart Clan really couldn't find it, but they also cut off the head of the big poisonous corpse, although it wasn't much stronger than those minions, they were all killed by Ye Ling in one move.
............
At noon on the next day, the mountain ghost country, in the clan chamber.
Duan Hanyuan half-knelt in front of the leaders, his severed arm tied to a metal platform.
Beside him, there was also a relatively young ghost spell master, holding a curved long knife in his hand, the blade was sharpened to the point of blood, and he stared down at Duan Hanyuan.
The old clan leader lightly ordered, "Chop." ”
As he spoke, the ghost spell master raised his sword and fell, and blood splattered out!
Blood splattered Duan Hanyuan's head and face, and he saw the ghost spell master beside him trembling all over, biting his lip tightly to prevent himself from wailing.
His right hand had been severed by himself, and he was dripping and tumbling to the ground.
"Alright, stand down. ”
"Yes...... Yes!" the magician staggered out of the council chamber.
The old leader waved his arm slightly, and a burst of red energy wrapped the palm on the ground and flew towards Duan Hanyuan's broken wrist.
Immediately afterwards, the big leader opened his eyes slightly, and as soon as his arm was raised, the severed hand was connected to Duan Hanyuan's wrist!
This was not an easy task, Duan Hanyuan only felt that this kind of severed hand was like a soldering iron, seared into his wound.
Cold sweat broke out on the top of his head, and the big leader slowly spoke......
"The one just now is the most promising young ghost spellmaster under my subordinates, and now that I give you his right arm, he will be a waste for the rest of his life. ”
"You returned defeated, I don't blame you, but I gave you a new palm, this friendship, I hope you can remember. ”
"Hmph, friendship, it's not for the land I promised you!" Duan Hanyuan sneered, his face distorted by pain just made him unreservedly show the disgust in his expression.
"Several tribes have been attacked recently, you should know about it. The big leader couldn't hear the slightest hint of sorrow between his words.
"Yes...... I heard. Duan Hanyuan said with difficulty.
"How did they do it in the midst of this blizzard?" the leader fiddled with his slender nails.
"I don't know. ”
"Hmph, rubbish. The leader sneered in a very small voice, but Duan Hanyuan still heard it.
"Give you a month to get used to this new hand, and then I must take Aoxue City for me, no matter what means you use, otherwise I would rather destroy what you want. ”
"Okay, it's ...... a month"