Doomsday Dark Age

"Great Elder, shall we do it..."

The pole's face was full of murderous intent, his fingers kept rubbing against the handle of the fang knife, and those fierce eyes were burning hot, making anyone who saw it couldn't help turning their faces to avoid it.

Gao Feng frowned and stared at the barren people rushing excitedly in the distance, without nodding. The barren people who were several kilometers away were not in his eyes, but what about the nearly 2000 people below?This is the entanglement in Gao Feng's heart.

Some of the people below hurried to the mountain behind, some knelt on the ground and begged the peak, and some even shouted that they wanted to be slaves. These beggings were not sympathetic, and the sturdy tribal warriors raised their chins proudly , Looking down at the group of people down the mountain, there is only contempt in their eyes.

"Don't worry about them, just push things down..." Pole looked at the logs and rolling stones piled up on the hills on both sides, with a look of twitching. The barren man is a stone hanging in everyone's heart, worrying all day long, now When it finally came, there was some urgency.

"I can't ignore it..." Gao Feng shook his head and said, his eyes swept over the faces of the people below. If he didn't care, it would be inevitable that these people would become angry and betray the information here, at least those people in the back mountain would not be immune, but that's all Letting them in really made them cheaper, and it would make anyone unhappy.

"Uncle Ganzi, tell me, how about we fight a war?" A thought came to Gao Feng's mind, and he couldn't control it. He saw that the deserted people's formation was scattered, and long-distance raids were the most exhausting. If the barren people ran close , even a dog would get tired and get down on the ground. Besides, the desolate people are so insolent after fighting the wind. What if they give the desolate people a hard time?

For a long time, Gao Feng has raised funds to guard against the barren people. In his heart, the barren people are enemies, but his purpose is not to defeat the barren people. No matter how many barren people are killed, it is meaningless. The real purpose is to ensure that The safety of the Black Claw tribe, with thousands of people living together.

If the purpose of the desolate people is not the fortress of despair, Gao Feng is willing to communicate with the desolate people and give up some things to be safe, but he has already expected that if he surrenders to the desolate people, he will definitely become a pile of corpses under the fortress of despair, so he is willing to insist on himself .

The effect of the attack is not to kill, but to encourage the morale of persevering. The most taboo thing in the defense war is that there is no foreign aid. Every day you stick to it, your morale will drop a little. People who are united as one, this point has been expounded more than once in the strategic defense in Gao Feng's mind.

So a victory is an inspiring medicine. Originally, they were not very afraid of barren people, but they were not without the power to fight.

"Fight?" Ganzi frowned, seeing the seriousness in Gao Feng's eyes, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and shouted: "Boys, do you dare to go down and fight? Going to fight head-on like a man, isn't it like a mother?" Like us, hiding in a high place and throwing stones..."

"Huh... drink." The warriors responded with roars, their weapons held high were like a forest bullying on the top of the mountain, two thousand men, no matter if they were slaves or warriors, at this moment, they broke out at the same time with soaring fighting intent, regardless of whether they were black or not. The Claw tribe, or the Eartharm tribe, they were all men of the Westfall, the barrenest, most savage Westfall men.

"Throw the rope... and let these cowardly gerbils see what a real man is..."

The broken teeth came out from nowhere, the muscles of the naked upper body were thick, two thick leather belts with horns inlaid crossed them, at the heart, staring at the bronze mirror like a semi-circular shield, The light is a guide, the huge fang knife is raised high, no matter how many new things Huo Ya has accepted, he still bursts out his latent bravery during the war.

Amidst the sound of "shua shua", ropes full of scars hung down more than 30 meters of the cliff and spread out on the ground, causing groups of wailing men to rush forward.

"Let it go..." There was a murderous roar from above, amidst the whizzing sound of piercing the air, dozens of black shadows like flying shuttles chiseled out screams in the crowd, and dozens of long arrows shot through the air. Accurately nailed to the bodies of these people, some were directly shot, and some fell to the ground struggling for their lives...

"Down..." The passage was cleared with a sharp arrow, and no one cared about those terrified guys. One by one, the warriors with their weapons on their backs grabbed more than a hundred ropes and quickly slid to the ground, then drew out their weapons and quickly gathered Together, all of these should be chaotic among wilderness people, but here, they are natural and harmonious, a little more capable and leisurely.

"Great Elder, be careful..." The pole did not go down with Gao Feng, all the defensive supervision was arranged by him, he had to stay here just in case, Gao Gao nodded, turned around and grabbed the rope...

A team of 800 people was not good among more than 2000 chaotic men. The panicked guys didn't know what Gao Feng and the others were going to do. They subconsciously left some, but they didn't dare to leave too far. Gathering at the edge, large and small animals ran among the crowd, all flying around.

Gao Feng looked coldly at the terrified faces of those people while running. They might still be holding weapons in their hands, but they didn't dare to turn around to face the desolate people. , Countless materials are still behind, allowing the desolate people to harvest in wild laughter.

This is a group of frightened guys. Gao Feng guessed that even they themselves forgot that they still had weapons in their hands. If they could remember, they would definitely throw them down so that they could run faster.

When this group of cowards rushed forward and saw the closed canyon, they fell to the ground and rolled over without getting up.

Gao Feng's team has always maintained a tight and moderate position. Sword and shield players, spearmen, crossbowmen, and longbowmen perform their duties without confusion. His eyes were scarlet and he stared at those barren people who were also out of breath. He, Da Da, was killed by the barren man, so he hated the barren man more than anyone else.

"Get ready..., get ready..." the Black Claw warriors in the team roared loudly, their eyes fixed on the approaching distance between the two sides, and they worked on two things.

Behind the warriors, sixty Yuantu crossbows and forty peak-modified crossbows were picked up one after another, aiming at the necks of the sword and shield fighters in the front row, while the spearmen in the rear were chewing the sour wild meat in their mouths. Fruit, secretes saliva in the mouth, relieves anxiety in the heart.

The desolate people came menacingly, and the panicked crowd dispersed, running in all directions where there were no desolate people, revealing the warriors waiting in formation. Gao Feng stood at the very center, with a strangely shaped rifle hanging on his shoulders. There are two holsters on his legs, and he is wearing leather armor like a jacket. There are countless small pockets on the chest and back, filled with magazines.

Gao Feng’s equipment was obtained from the underground man’s armory. There were no good things in the armory as imagined. Some ammunition, a few guns, the guns were still broken, and a rifle and a pistol were assembled from the parts of the guns. These things gave him the confidence to fight anyone. In addition, he also had a big killer, a flint lighter that someone threw in the arsenal.