Doomsday Dark Age

"This is the method of the barbarians?" Mo Ya looked at the warriors and mercenaries howling on the battlefield in horror. The black smoke of the explosion covered the entire mountain, and the flying gravel and pottery fragments swept away the panicked warriors and mercenaries. Knocking down an army is not necessarily fatal, but the blow to morale is devastating.High-speed update[ ~]

Zhi Moxie stood behind Moya, all the fragments flying towards them would be shattered strangely in front of Moya, like dust floating, and nothing could be seen with his empty eyes, Zhi Moxie took a deep breath, shook his head and said : "This is the method of the underground people. This level of attack seems to indicate that the combat skills of the underground people have degraded. They should have weapons that can easily flatten the mountain. Except for Jia Luo, no one can resist super weapons. ...."

Zhi Moxie's words made Mo Crow's face twitch. Watching the family warriors fall to the ground and howl and die, was a torment for him, the patriarch.Hearing that the underground people actually have such a powerful weapon, they couldn't help being surprised and said:

"Then if we unite with the underground people, what should they do if they want to turn their backs?" Mo Ya has deep worries about joining the underground people. In any case, the underground people had the cruelest life-and-death fight with his ancestors. Almost two-thirds of the dead in the past were lost in the battle with the underground people. Even if he wanted to overthrow the top families united by the family, he was unwilling to be stabbed by the underground people in the end.

Zhi Moxie smiled slightly, touched the cross star scar on his forehead and said inadvertently: "Actually, you can use the underground as another place of exile. In 300 years, most of the materials in the underground are exhausted, and the weapons that can be used are exhausted." They were all similar to those used 50 years ago, they have nothing but the civilization of the dream age, and they don’t have the resources to convert them into weapons, and now they can only be regarded as a group of big rats living underground, so there is no need to worry about it?”

These words made Mo Ya's complexion brighter. Zhi Moxie came from the moon-watching city-state, and each city-state is the shelter of a high-level family that is difficult for a small family to match. A city like Green Willow City is to a city-state, which is equivalent to a small village to a city. , there is no comparison, people don't care, what else does he care about?

"Why don't you just let go of the defense and let the desolate people come in?" The successive loud noises and billowing gunpowder smoke also put enormous psychological pressure on Mo Ya. He couldn't figure it out. The United reinforcements came to rescue, looking for opportunities to continue to consume these reinforcements, but why did they fight so hard?

"How many warriors are there in your family?" Zhi Moxie suddenly asked this irrelevant question, which made Mo Crow slightly stunned, rolled his eyes, and said seriously: "That's you. There are a total of 2000 warriors, claiming [-] to the outside world... [~]”

"Hmph, a total of 500 people?" Zhi Moxie said disdainfully, making Mo Ya's face turn pale, and he was also amazed by Zhi Moxie's information. []

"Wait until two thousand of your family's warriors die in battle before thinking about reinforcements. Even if it's just a show, it has to be real. Otherwise, how can you let those guys be fooled?"

"What? So many people are going to die?" The deafening roar gradually weakened, and Mo Crow's voice suddenly increased, echoing far away from the top of the mountain. Zhi Moxie was not talking, but just smelled the smell of gunpowder and blood in the air with a face full of enjoyment .

As the sky was approaching dusk, Gao Feng took more than a hundred of his men to rest in a remote natural ditch. Weeds grew densely in the ditch to block the view from the outside, and they dared not start a fire. Everyone ate dry food wrapped in grass leaves, and only Gao Feng lay there. Looking at the dark red sky with his arms on his pillow among the weeds.

After taking a break, Gao Feng knew how to regulate himself. After clearing all miscellaneous thoughts, his brain became orderly like a disk after being sorted out, but it also made him start to reflect on himself. Is it really necessary to go back?

He has done enough for the Tianzhu tribe, a large amount of food reserves, countless strategic materials, excellent fortifications, and even a relatively safe situation for the time being. In addition, the barren people will no longer be distracted to clean up other miscellaneous fish, so as long as the confrontation is over until the end of the battle at the Fortress of Despair, there will be no more problems.

So he doesn't have to go back?Huo Ya has already taken the position of Fifth Elder. Even if he is not around, no one can replace Huo Ya. The Fifth Elder is enough for Huo Ya to enjoy his life, and Black Claw has become Heaven Claw. Everything, besides, even the heir issue was resolved, the two attendants that Black Claw found for him were both half-brothers of Three Claws. Taught them a lot.

Gao Feng thought he had done his duty, brought the tribe out of the western wilderness, and given them so many benefits, he seemed to be able to get out of the way, but he didn't know why, but he just couldn't let it go.

He asked himself that he could drop everything and go to Kaiyue, and find a chance to join the barren tribe, so as to find his own happy life, but he still couldn't make this decision.

"Tong..." A man fell from the ditch and hit Gao Feng in front of him, making his eyelids twitch, and he couldn't help but look over. It was a tribal warrior in armor. This warrior from the Huangjiao tribe was equipped with extremely luxurious equipment. The armor that was originally only used for defense could be inlaid with horns or iron sheets at most, but this guy ingeniously made some flashy decorations to decorate his whole body, even his helmet was dyed green with bright colors .

This guy was only in his 20s, with thin skin and white flesh on his cheeks, and he looked pampered, his hands were free from rough calluses, and all the weapons on his body were confiscated, but there was no anger or rebellion in his eyes, only panic and cowardice. It's really not easy to connect with the toughness of the tribal warriors.

"Great Elder, he was caught by us when he came out to defecate, let me ask you clearly, the Huangjiao tribe is going to attack us, how to deal with him?"

Two fierce relatives jumped down from the top, squatted in front of Gao Feng and reported in a low voice, which made Gao Feng feel a little disgusted with this guy in front of him, and shook his head and said: "It's dealt with, remember to take off the leather armor..."

The man opened his mouth wide in fright and wanted to shout, but his mouth was blocked by the spear stick stuffed in, and he was dragged away like a dead dog, and soon there was a muffled sound.

"Should we keep him? The more guys like this, the better for us?" Looking at the gorgeous armor at his feet, Gao Feng thought to himself...

The flames of human war spread in the barren wilderness. The war between the North Dragon Canyon and the Fortress of Despair broke out almost at the same time. Huang Ji didn't say anything to persuade him to surrender, and he didn't even show up in person. The entrance was surrounded in one breath, and without waiting for a breath, a brutal battle began.

The first to strike was not infantry, but a firepower platform transformed by 120 camel beasts. The camel beasts approached the cliff with heavy steps, and shot out sharp crossbow arrows, most of which fell to the bottom of the cliff. The ground is like a jungle, but the fortifications above the cliff have never moved.

Gao Feng guarded the hilltop on the left, and kept staring at the opponent's war beast through the observation hole in the belly of the mountain. He returned to the canyon last night, and after reporting the enemy's situation, he was ready to fight, although he had always prepared for this day .