The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Xia Tuo, who was hiding his figure, also lifted a stone. There is no such thing as a cruel use of a bow and arrow.

In the dense forest, I led the warriors of the tribe to move forward. More than 30 people were scattered very apart, talking and laughing while walking, and there was not the slightest tension in the approaching battle.

Walking at the forefront of the team is a quasi-totem warrior, holding a stone gun about one and a half meters long in his hand, constantly swinging it to interrupt the branches and vegetation blocking him.

call out!

He cut off a low bush in front of him, and when he wanted to swing the stone spear again, a stone the size of his head volleyed into the air.

boom!

Bloody Yokoye splashed everywhere, and everyone was stunned for a while.

Enemy attack!

call out!call out!call out!

In an instant, the sky over the entire dense forest will be littered with rocks, specifically smashing at people.

Puff puff!

Boom boom boom!

Among the falling rocks were bursts of arrow feathers, bursting through the air, piercing through the bones of blood.

"Horse, the armor of the Lu tribe is quite strong."

Looking at the Lu tribe warrior who was smashed by rocks in the woods from a distance, Xia Tuo was still very satisfied. Even the warriors of the Stonebreaking Realm were not invincible, and they would be hit hard by the rocks.

He took the number one hundred and sixty members of the tribe to ambush more than 30 people in the area, and he was surprised beforehand. If there is no harvest, he can just pat his butt back and disband the tribe.

In a face-to-face encounter, the 30-odd members of the Lu tribe were directly crushed by the rocks for more than half.

But the people of the Lu tribe are not stupid, looking for big trees and rocks to hide their bodies.

"Ah, there are traps."

A totem warrior blocked several stones that had fallen to him, dodges the arrow feathers, and looked at a large tree with a thick and small hug, and his body dodged and rolled towards the tree.

He had just stepped on the fallen leaves under the big tree, and immediately disappeared, and the sound of a sharp blade piercing the blood bone came from the big hole under the tree.

This wave of traps set around the tree once again took away several lives.

The trap set by the old man was very shameless, and the people of the Lu tribe would hide. In this forest, all the trees that could block the body were hollowed out.

puff!

Li hid behind a big tree. One of his arms was drooping. He was hit by a boulder not to mention an arrow feather. Even totem warriors, this arm couldn't work hard here.

"Go!"

"go!"

In the blink of an eye, I saw that there were only seven or eight people he had brought, and even if he had three Totem Warriors, there was a hint of fear in Li's eyes.

Is this too bullying?

Uncomfortable and want to cry.

I want to go back to the tribe to find Daddy.

"Want to go, no way!"

Xia Tuo saw the remaining people hiding behind the tree, but still didn't mean to rush down.

"The archers listen to me, and they all face one place."

The voice fell, and more than fifty tribesmen behind him pulled their bows together, aiming at a totem warrior of the Lu tribe who was hiding a third of his body behind a tree.

call out!call out!call out!

With Xia Tuo's gesture falling, more than fifty arrow feathers burst out of the sky.

The totem warrior, who was constantly blocking the left and right with the stone knife in his hand, stared wide.

"Come again!"

At this time, fifty arrow feathers fell again in the second round.

puff!

This time, an arrow pierced the totem warrior's arm, and his body was shining with blue light, but it couldn't hold so many arrows.

Puff puff.

In the blink of an eye, he was pierced into a hornet's nest, and his two big eyes were so wide that it was difficult to look at.

"next."

The archer turned around and aimed at another quasi-totem warrior under Xia Tuo's command.

"what……"

Watching totem warriors in the tribe being killed by crossbow arrows,

"put!"

Shoo!

On the other side of the mountain, seeing Xia Tuo wasting arrows so much for an escaped quasi-totem warrior, the old man shook his head very much.

Fifty arrows, all tied to the back, nothing looks like.

In a short period of time, the more than 30 people brought by the Lu tribe were almost wiped out, without any casualties.

The giant waved the stone knife in his hand with a grievance on his face. One hundred and sixty people hit more than 30 people, and they were still playing yin. There was no reason, and he was looking forward to it.

Snapped!

Slapped the giant's body with a slap, Xia Tuo said with a serious face: "Are you floating, do you think you can dodge fifty archers?"

"No."

"Go, bring all those who are still breathing."

He wasn't hitting the giant, and Xia Tuo waved his hand and suddenly the warriors in the tribe rushed down. He was taken aback, and there were only a few scums left, so many people were still used.

Leaning on the tree, he slumped his arms, and yes, he hit another arrow.

There were hundreds of people who looked at Hulala, everyone was watching him, and wanted to go home to find Daddy.

There is no such bullying, and none of them are fighters. Warriors should fight openly, instead of hiding in the dark and hitting rocks and arrows.

Seeing everyone staring at me, I felt my chrysanthemum shrunk and said tremblingly: "If you have something to say, I am..."

puff!puff!puff!

"Get out, let me come here, I haven't played a Totem Warrior yet."

"Squeeze me, my stone knife has not been stained with totem blood."

"Let me pierce it too."

"Don't squeeze, come one by one."

...

"Patriarch, there is still a living in the pit, but it is strange that this man is tied by a vine, like a slave."

A guy covered in blood was brought up in front of Xia Tuo, the vine oil tied to his body was shiny and black, and he was stabbed in several places by a sharp blade, and he hadn't even died.

Seeing several patriarchs around him always aiming at the guy in front of him, Xia Tuo touched his nose and said, "This is not a totem warrior, and it doesn't even have a totem god pattern."

"Cut~"

Hearing that, the few guys around who had just shining eyes suddenly lost interest.

It's boring not to cut totem warriors.

"Patriarch."

Ju Hei came over with a face, he was very depressed. He thought he could catch a totem warrior for a fight, but he didn't catch anything.

"Except for this, the rest are dead."

Scared to pat his forehead, Xia Tuo was also very depressed. It is estimated that these totem warriors would not be able to look at them when they died, and they did not see who their opponent was.

"Don't think that there is no fight, this is just the beginning."

Wind, giant, and gathered in front of Xia Tuo.

"Patriarch, what should I do next, go directly to the Lu tribe?"

The invaders of the Lu tribe were wiped out in one fell swoop. At this moment, the morale of the people was high, and everyone seemed to have opened a new door.

In everyone's perception, fighting is not about standing together and then starting a fight.

"Feng and Ju contacted Hong with the tribe, and then followed the deer to find other tribes outside the Lu tribe, and defeated them one by one."

Seeing the people of the Lu tribe enter his ambush so carelessly, Xia Tuo suddenly felt that he was about to become a god of war.

A group of barbarians.

Fighting, no, fighting is an art.

The turtle was caught in the urn just now, and then one by one will be destroyed.

The Three Kingdoms was not for nothing. For a while, his confidence skyrocketed, and he waved his hand to signal the tribe to go down and prepare.

"and many more."

Looking at the giant about to leave, Xia Tuo suddenly said.

"Remember to catch me alive this time."

Soon, Lu led many tribesmen towards the mountains and forests. In fact, the entire Lu tribe was under the surveillance of his secret part.

Seeing the clansmen disappear in the dense forest, there were only less than fifty people left beside Xia Tuo, but the old men such as Qian and Jiao stayed.

"Go, let's go to Niutoushan."

With the scene that just destroyed the Lu tribe fighters, he didn't have too much worry about the tribe's going to ambush another Lu tribe team.

The Lu tribe, or the tribe fighting in this mountainous area, are still in the kind of rules of arranging a real sword and fighting a gun, and there is no flexibility.

Besides, the team of Lu tribe arresting slaves, each of them is no more than 20 or 30 people, led by three or four totem warriors, that is, relying on the benefits of soldiers to bully the small tribes that are on the verge of destruction.

The clan war between the various tribes is more like a tragic battle, and it can't even be called a clan war. It is more appropriate to call a group fight.

"Elder Ben, you immediately return to the tribe and gather the women in the tribe to chop down the wolfskin tree and use the wolfskin tree to make arrows. The more the better."

After crossing a hill, Xia Tuo looked startled, as if thinking of something, and said to an old man who followed behind him.

...

In a small col three far away from the Lu tribe, a group frame has just ended, the bushes and grass are dumped, and the ground is covered with mottled blood. Many figures lie on the ground in a row and cry, and they cry constantly.

"My lord, thank you for saving us."

An old man stained with blood and a huge bloody mouth on his shoulders staggered to the front of Li and said with gratitude.

There are nearly a hundred people behind the old man, most of them old and weak, women and children, all of them are miserable. They belong to the village tribe, because the tribe lives in a thicket of trees.

The population of the tribe is not large, there are only more than 130 people. Totem warrior counts him and one person, but unfortunately he died while resisting the invasion of the Lu tribe. In addition, more than 20 people in the tribe were killed. people.

Ju was at a loss. The patriarch asked him to attack the people of Lu tribe, but he didn't say what to do with the rescued people in front of him.

Next to the giant Yang, his eyes rolled, and he immediately said: "The old man, the people of the Lu tribe, relying on the profit of salt, continue to oppress the tribes in the surrounding mountains and the tribes, and now they are attacking various tribes and arresting them. The clansmen are their slaves, and the Lu tribe is our common enemy."

Yang's words immediately attracted the surviving clansmen of the Jun tribe to agree.

He stabbed the stabbed midfielder from behind, and he bowed his head and said in a low voice: "What do you mean, are you asking these old women to help us fight the Lu tribe?"

"I first found the patriarch and told me about the situation here."

Yang didn't have any ideas for a while, and the tribe members of the Hu tribe also suffered a lot of casualties in the battle just now. As for their tribe resident has long been scorched earth.