Chapter Thirty-Four: What Face Does a Fight Need?
Xia Tuo, who was hiding his figure, also raised a stone. Bows and arrows are not as cruel as stones.
In the dense forest, Li led the warriors of the tribe forward. More than thirty people were scattered, talking and laughing while walking, and there was no tension on their faces that they were approaching a battle.
Walking at the forefront of the team was a quasi-totem warrior, holding a stone spear about one and a half meters long in his hand, and constantly waving it to break the branches and vegetation in front of him.
call out!
He chopped off a bunch of low bushes in front of him, and the moment he was about to swing the stone spear again, a stone about the size of his head flew into the air.
boom!
The blood was wild, splashing everywhere, and everyone was stunned for a moment.
Enemy attack!
call out! call out! call out!
In an instant, the sky will throw rocks from the sky over the entire dense forest, and throw them down on people.
Puff puff!
Boom boom boom!
Mixed with the falling rocks was a burst of arrow feathers, piercing through the air with bursts of sound, piercing the bloody bones.
Horse, the armor of the Lu tribe is quite strong.
Looking at the soldiers of the Lu tribe in the forest who were stunned by the rocks from a distance, Xia Tuo was still very satisfied. Even the fighters in the cracking stone state were not invincible, and they would be severely injured if they were hit by rocks.
He brought one hundred and sixty members of the tribe to ambush more than 30 people in the area, and he even took it by surprise beforehand. If there is no harvest, he can just pat his ass and go back to disband the tribe.
After a face-to-face meeting, more than 30 people from the Lu tribe were directly knocked down by more than half of the rocks.
However, the people of the Lu tribe were not stupid, they looked for big trees and stones to hide their bodies.
Ah, there is a trap.
A totem warrior blocked several stones falling on him, and dodged the arrow feathers. He aimed at a big tree that was thick and thick, and his body dodged and rolled towards the big tree one after another.
As soon as his feet stepped on the fallen leaves under the big tree, they disappeared immediately, and the sound of sharp blades piercing blood bones came from the big hole under the tree.
This wave set traps around the big tree, and once again took several lives.
The trap set by the old man was very shameless, and the people of the Lu tribe would surely hide. In this forest, all the big trees that could block the body were hollowed out.
puff!
Li hid behind a big tree, with one arm drooping, not to mention being hit by an arrow feather, and was also hit by a boulder, even if he was a totem warrior, this arm would not be able to exert its strength here.
Go!
Walk!
In the blink of an eye, seeing that there were only seven or eight people left with him, including him as a totem warrior, there were only three left, and there was a trace of fear in Li's eyes.
Is this too bullying?
I feel bad and want to cry.
Want to go back to the tribe to find Dad.
I want to leave, but there is no way!
When Xia Tuo saw the remaining people hiding behind the tree, he still had no intention of rushing down.
Listen to me, the archers, all head towards the same place.
As soon as the words fell, more than 50 tribesmen following him drew their bows and aimed at a totem warrior of the Lu tribe who was hiding behind a tree with a third of his body exposed.
call out! call out! call out!
Following Xia Tuo's gesture, more than 50 arrow feathers burst out of the air.
Wielding the stone knife in his hand, the totem warrior kept blocking left and right, his eyes widened.
Come again!
At this time, the second round of fifty arrow feathers fell again.
puff!
This time, an arrow pierced the totem warrior's arm, and his whole body was shining with blue light, but he couldn't handle so many arrows.
Puff puff.
In the blink of an eye, he was stuck into a hornet's nest, and his two big eyes were wide open, making it difficult to rest his eyes.
Next.
The archer turned around and aimed at another quasi-totem warrior under Xia Tuo's command.
what……
Watching the totem warriors in the tribe being killed by crossbow arrows,
The quasi-totem warrior was suddenly frightened, turned around and ran away.
put!
Whoosh!
On the other side of the mountain, seeing Xia Tuo wasting arrows so much for a fleeing quasi-totem warrior, the old man shook his head.
Fifty arrows, all pierced in the back, look like no one.
In a short period of time, the more than 30 people brought by the Lu tribe were almost wiped out, but there were no casualties among themselves.
Ju waved the stone knife in his hand, with a look of grievance on his face, one hundred and sixty people beat more than thirty people, playing dirty tricks, it was unreasonable, and he was looking forward to it in vain.
Snapped!
With a slap on Ju's body, Xia Tuo said straightly, Are you floating, do you think you can hide from fifty bow and arrow warriors?
cannot.
Go, bring over those who are still breathing.
When Xia Tuo waved his hand, the warriors in the tribe immediately rushed down. He was taken aback for a moment, and there were only a few scumbags left, so many people were still needed.
Leaning against the tree, Li drooped his arms, yes, he was hit by another arrow.
Looking at the people who gathered around Hulala, there were hundreds of people, everyone was looking at him, and wanted to go home and find Dad.
There is no one who bullies people like this, and they are not fighters. Soldiers should fight in a dignified manner, and should not hide in the dark and throw stones and arrows in the back like this.
Seeing everyone staring at him covetously, Li felt his ass flinched, and said tremblingly: If you have something to say, please say it, I am...
puff! puff! puff!
Get out of the way, let me do it, I haven't fought a totem warrior yet.
It's squeezing me, my stone knife hasn't been stained with totem blood yet.
Let me tie it too.
Don't squeeze, come one by one.
...
Patriarch, there is still a living person in the pit, but it is strange that this person is tied by vines, as if he is a slave.
A guy covered in blood was brought up in front of Xia Tuo. The vines tied to his body were shiny and black, and he was stabbed several times by sharp knives, but he still didn't die.
Seeing several patriarchs around who were always looking at the guy in front of him, Xia Tuo touched his nose and said, This is not a totem warrior, he doesn't even have a totem god pattern.
Cut~
Hearing this, the surrounding guys whose eyes were still shining suddenly lost interest.
It's boring not to cut totem warriors.
Patriarch.
Juhe came over with a dark face, he was very depressed, he thought he could get a totem warrior to fight, but he didn't get anything.
Except for this, the rest are dead.
Scared of patting himself on the forehead, Xia Tuo was also very depressed. It is estimated that these totem warriors could not rest in peace when they died, and they did not see who their opponents were after they died.
Don't think there is no fight, this is just the beginning.
Feng, Ju, Yun, and Quan gathered in front of Xia Tuo.
Patriarch, what should we do next, go directly to fight the Lu tribe?
The invading people of the Lu tribe were wiped out in one fell swoop. At this moment, the morale of the tribe is high, and everyone seems to have opened a new door. It turns out that fighting can still be like this.
In everyone's perception, fighting means that the two sides stand together and start fighting.
Feng and Ju contacted Hong and led the tribe, and then followed the deer to find other tribe soldiers outside the Lu tribe, and defeated them one by one.
Seeing the members of the Lu tribe entering his ambush so carelessly, Xia Tuo suddenly felt that he was about to become a military god.
A bunch of savages.
Fighting, no, fighting is an art.
It was a catch in a urn just now, and then we will break it one by one.
The Three Kingdoms is not just for nothing, he waved his hand and signaled the clansmen to go down and prepare after his confidence soared.
etc.
Seeing Ju who was about to leave, Xia Tuo suddenly made a sound.
Remember to catch me a job this time.
Soon, the deer led many tribesmen towards the mountains and forests. In fact, the entire Lu tribe was under the surveillance of his dark side.
Watching the clansmen disappear into the dense forest, there were less than fifty people left around Xia Tuo, but the old men such as Yuan and Jiao stayed behind.
Come on, let's go to Niutoushan.
With the scene of just destroying the soldiers of the Lu tribe, he didn't worry too much about the tribe going to ambush another team of the Lu tribe.
The Lu tribe, or the tribal battles in this mountain area, are still in the rules of putting on a stance and fighting with swords and guns, without any flexibility.
Besides, the Lu tribe's team of capturing slaves, each of which has no more than 20 or 30 people, is led by three or four totem warriors, who rely on the strength of their armor to bully and bully those small tribes that are on the verge of extinction.
The clan war between the ministries is more like a miserable battle, and it can't even be called a clan war. It is more appropriate to call it a group fight.
Elder Ben, you should return to the tribe immediately, gather the women in the tribe to cut down wolf skin trees, and use wolf skin trees to make arrows, the more the better.
After turning over a hill, Xia Tuo was stunned, as if thinking of something, and said to an old man who was following him.
...
In a small depression three hills away from the Lu Tribe, a group fight had just ended, the bushes and grass were toppled, the ground was covered with mottled blood, many figures were lying on the ground in disorder, and there were even low-pitched cries.
My lord, thank you for saving us.
An old man covered in blood and with a huge bloody mouth on his shoulder walked staggeringly in front of Li, and said gratefully.
There are nearly a hundred people behind the old man, most of them are old and weak, women and children, all of them are in miserable shape. They belong to the Piao tribe, because there is a pine bush growing in the place where the tribe lives.
The tribe's population is not large, there are only more than 130 people in total, and there is one more totem warrior including him. Unfortunately, he died in battle when resisting the invasion of the Lu tribe. In addition, more than 20 people in the tribe were killed people.
Ju was a little at a loss. The patriarch asked him to attack the people of the Lu tribe, but he didn't say what to do with the rescued people in front of him.
Yang, who was next to the giant, rolled his eyes and said immediately: Old man, the people of the Lu tribe have been oppressing us and other tribes in the surrounding mountains and fields with the help of salt, and now they wantonly attack and arrest all tribes. The clansmen are their slaves, and the Lu tribe is our common enemy.
Yang's words immediately attracted the support of the surviving members of the Jing tribe.
After poking Yang in the back, Ju bowed his head and said in a low voice, What do you mean, do you want these old men and women to help us fight the Lu tribe?
I'll find the patriarch first and tell the situation here.
Yang lost his mind for a while, the people of the Ji tribe also suffered a lot of casualties in the battle just now, and their tribal resident has long been reduced to scorched earth.