Doomsday Dark Age

The number of desolate people is four times that of the peak side. Standing on the top of the mountain, the poles and others are sweating coldly, with hot sweat on their foreheads, and their whole bodies are drenched in sweat. The phalanxes are close to each other. : Read the novel www( ·~ )

Gao Feng's [-] warriors, [-] Swordsmen, [-] Spearmen, and [-] Long Swordsmen lined up neatly in a relatively tight team, while the desolate people were more scattered, and there was no coordination between the teams. After roughly separating the defensive shield players, they mixed all kinds of weapons together. As they walked, they looked like scattered ducks, boundless. At this moment, the tribe and the barren were distinguished. Ruyi has the aura of a team, while the barbarians... are a gang if they are great.

The deserters were about to encircle the peak, and the formation of the two wings was relatively far apart. The team in the middle was out of touch with the two wings due to the distance. No one could control this, and no one cared about it. Both sides were approaching each other.

The small phalanx of the tribal warriors is neat and uniform, always maintaining a formation of advancing and retreating together, like a hen walking in square steps, walking towards the monster formed by a huge shadow. Many people watching from a distance have judged Gao Feng The death penalty was imposed, and it was determined that the tribal warriors would definitely be wiped out.

At the moment when the two sides handed over, the desolate people erupted in deafening cheers, making the heart of the pole almost pop out of his throat, but he saw shields being abandoned by the desolate people, waving their fangs and knives and rushing towards the tribal warriors , They have already crossed the 30-meter death line, and there is no arrow as imagined, which makes the barren people crazy in surprise. []

In the madman's barren cry, he brandished his fangs and knives, rushing towards his prey like a pack of wolves. In the next second, the tribe warriors roared, and their shields suddenly joined together to meet the slashing of countless fangs and knives. After the first cut, countless desolate people rushed over and knocked the desolate warrior in front onto the shield.

There are almost 600 barren people in the middle road, and the force of 600 people crowded together is huge. The shield of the tribal warrior is like a container pushed away by a forklift, slowly retreating, and both sides burst out. Roaring, countless weapons lined up on both sides.

The people on both sides are squeezing each other, the tribal people want to stabilize, and the barren people want to break through. The spears rained on the heads of both sides, and they continued to fall towards the opponent's formation. Lin's spears shook from side to side, throwing a Root shot down with a spear, and the desolate man screamed after being stabbed by the spear.

There were screams from both sides, and the tribal warriors were also stabbed by spears, but the number was much smaller than that of the barbarians. When they squeezed each other and were in a stalemate, the spearmen suddenly lowered their spears and crossed them to the front row of swords and shields. On the shoulders of the hands, the sharp spears were like the fangs of a poisonous snake, making the squeezed desolate people scream piercingly.

During the explosion of the peak, the spears stabbed out suddenly, and the chests of each barren man were pierced, and they fell forward on the shields. At this time, the throwing guns of both sides had been exhausted, and the formation of the tribal warriors was shaken, and they suddenly retreated, dropping corpses one after another. []

The corpse was submerged by the desolate people pushing up the next moment, and another row of spears pierced out. The desolate warriors were pierced through the front row at the same time, and there was another burst of blood mist. In the surging blood mist, the shield retreated again, repeating The previous resistance, assassination.

The physical strength of both sides is reflected at this moment. The barren warrior ran long distances before and after a short rest, his whole body was sore and tired easily, while the tribal warrior only needed to keep retreating, which did not consume much strength. The spearmen are also divided into two groups to assassinate.

The barren man is like a big potato that has been peeled, weakened layer by layer, the formation of the two wings is still moving closer to the middle, with five consecutive assassinations, the barren man in the center line has lost one-third of their manpower, even in the barren man. Behind the line of people, the corpses fell on the ground one after another, almost covering the earth.

Quantity can never determine everything on the battlefield. The loss of 600 fighters in a short period of time by more than [-] barren people in the middle line immediately reduced the pressure on the tribe a lot. The two queues separated from the left and right sides behind the formation, like two poisonous snakes that had been poised for a long time suddenly opened their fangs and rushed out.

The next moment, there was another wave of assassinations, and the barren warriors lost hundreds of people again. Although the sword and shield hands of the tribe warriors also lost a lot, the sword and shield hands will never fight alone. If there is a gap around them, they will rely on them to make up for it. It has not been pierced yet, and the barren man has lost a lot of blood, and has lost the motivation to continue to advance. This is the counterattack of the warriors of the time tribe.

The long swordsman suddenly jumped out from both sides of the sword and shield hand, and instantly rushed into the middle of the barren warriors without formation. The long swordsmen were all tribal warriors, even facing the most elite barren warriors, the tribal warriors could Better than that, let alone now that the barren body is exhausted and its strength is drawn into the shield formation?

The previous screams were one after another. Every time after the spear was pierced, the screams would sound, and then it was like the sound of the pause button being pressed. Now the screams are continuous. , dancing with long knives, tribal warriors demonstrated the art of killing to the extreme, each of them has the combat skills of beheading two or even a few barren warriors alone.

At this moment, there are two fighters cooperating with each other, and they will never face the enemy alone again. One person is trying to slash, and the moment the barren warrior resists in a hurry, the other fang knife easily harvests his life.

Pieces of barren people fell, and finally, the barren people collapsed, and they suddenly found that the front, left, and right were all tribal warriors, and their reinforcements were still rushing here, but their side was dead and wounded , Even if the support rushed over, there was no chance of winning. Only then did someone regret throwing away the shield.

"Blade and shield hand back..." No more barbarians tried to attack the formation. Gao Feng gave the order loudly at the moment the two sides separated. When Kuoya saw Gao Feng's hand gesture, he roared immediately. Amidst the roar, he punched and kicked the red-eyed sword and shield fighters who refused to retreat to the back.

Rows of spearmen replaced the sword and shield hands. They are the main force in this battle. They slashed and stabbed to death. Although the spears are simple, they are the most powerful, especially the organized spearmen. They are arranged in a neat formation , step by step towards the barren man who was beginning to collapse, the uniform formation made the erected spears look like an active forest.

"Kill..." Black Claw warriors are the souls of tribal warriors. In the past, they were the elites who fought hard, but now they are the commanders of small teams. They have rich combat experience. The evil spirits crawling out of the dead, they can always keep a clear head and give the correct order.

Rows of spears unfolded forward like peacocks, each barren man wielding a weapon was pierced by the spears piercing from the slanted side, and died with death. This is another reform of Gaofeng. It's a one-on-one stab at an opponent, which is easy to swing away, but a stab to the right is a devious art of deceit.

The barren people are all paying attention to the spearman in the front, and they will never think that the assassination will come from their side, because the companions beside them will not think that the target of the assassination is not themselves, but the people around them. This sudden shocking change It will make their brains hesitate for a second, and when they think about what to do, the spearhead from the side has already pierced them...