Doomsday Dark Age

The chaotic battlefield is crowded with people, and no one can tell the difference between tribal warriors and desolate warriors. Fireballs across the sky are like brilliant fireworks, bursting on the battlefield with a loud roar, and if the crowd gathers, No matter which side he hit, he would jump up and cheer loudly, constantly counting the number of kills in his heart, and if he landed on the open space next to him, he would continue to curse in the vulgar language unique to wilderness people. ( ·~ )

The attack method that can only hit others, but others cannot hit you makes every warrior manipulating the trebuchet experience an unprecedented pleasure. No matter what the outcome of this battle is, as long as they can go back alive, they will be the heroes who reversed the battlefield.

Gao Feng wiped the sweat off his face, looked at the wildly cheering warriors, and suddenly felt an indescribable force in his heart. At least at this moment, his heart was not alone.

Just as he was about to step up his efforts and launch all the fireballs, there was a mournful and violent roar from behind, and dozens of barren warriors came out from all directions and rushed towards them.

"Stop them." Gao Feng yelled loudly, dropped the thing in his hand, picked up the fang knife and threw it out. The blade rolled and drew a black shadow, which ruthlessly pierced into the ferocious chest of the barren warrior in front. Holding the fang knife that pierced him, he sprayed out a mouthful of blood and fell down, and more barren warriors rushed past him.

"Don't stop, leave half of the trebuchet to launch..." Gao Feng kicked back the rushing fangs, grabbed the fangs knife and threw it out again, this time it was the handle of the knife that hit a desolate man On the soldier's front teeth, a mouthful of teeth were smashed, causing him to open his bloody mouth and howl incessantly. ( ·~ )

Gao Feng had expected the return of the barren warriors for a long time. The tribe is the foundation of the barren warriors. This is not only their residence, but also the place where their wealth is stored. In the chaos of war, not everyone is willing to give everything. , In the barren wilderness, even a piece of dry dung that can be ignited is precious, let alone all the materials that can keep them alive burning in the fire.

In order to get back their property, the barren warriors tried their best to launch a counterattack against Gao Feng and others. It was more than enough to allocate half of the people to block the barren warriors, but as more and more scattered barren warriors spontaneously Returning to the tribe, the situation on Gaofeng's side became critical.

The trebuchet cannot be stopped, otherwise the barren people may restore order in the shortest possible time, which will be disastrous for the tribal warriors. The number of tribal warriors is less than that of the barren men. The only thing stronger than the barren men is their personal combat power. The peak is clear We know that when the quantity accumulates to a certain level, it can produce a qualitative change, and an organized flock can defeat a wolf fighting alone.

"What are you looking at, hurry up..." Gao Feng turned his head and yelled at Kuoya, who turned around from time to time to look around. Ah Da, who hated iron and steel, picked up stone fragments and slammed them on Kuoya's ass, making him Jumping like a horse monkey, but Gao Feng's attention is not on Kuoya's buttocks, the involuntary twitching has always been regarded as the pistol of the trump card, ready for the moment when the defense line is breached.

A pile of corpses had fallen on the ground, and the barren warriors, like crazy lone wolves, came out from every unexpected corner and launched a counterattack against the thin defense line. Gao Feng did not rush to the front line. The significance of disrupting the desolate team is even greater. 【leaf*】【*】

Watching their comrades fall in front of them, no one will be sad, no one will hesitate, they don't know if they are the one who will fall next moment, barren warriors appear endlessly in front of them, and the fangs and knives they swing are repeated again and again. After cutting off the spear, many warriors lost their strength, and their muscles were covered with wounds, but they still persisted.

Gao Feng rushed out, dodged a stabbing spear sideways, and threw out the saber hidden in his hand. The cold light flashed, and a barren warrior who had broken through fell down holding his throat. Gao Feng turned the spear upside down like a spear It flew through the lower abdomen of the other two people, and when he pulled out his fang knife, he let out a hoarse cry, and another barren warrior broke through the barrier, swung his fang knife and slashed at Huoya who was pulling the rope. Down.

The shape of the fang knife is fierce and rough. It is made of the unicorn of the fang beast. The ferocious fangs beast proved his meritorious deeds. The barren warrior wielding a knife had knotted muscles all over his body, like a pile of stones.

There is no white skull painted on the whole body by ordinary barbarians to intimidate him. He only has one kind of tattoo. The huge fang beast is vividly imprinted on his whole body. As he runs, the fang beast also comes alive. This is a true warrior who killed the fang beast alone, and only the fang knife in his hand is the real sharp edge of the wild west.

Huoya's Ada was paying attention to Huoya, and when he saw that Huoya was in danger, he rushed across a distance of ten meters like an explosion. The fang knife cut off by the soldier was like a light and agile bird, brushing against the scalp of the tooth, and blocking the long knife behind him without a moment's notice.

"Zizi..." A bright spark rubbed and jumped on the two fang knives, Kuoya picked up his own fang knife suddenly, turned his hand and slashed at the calf in front of him, but was kicked flying, Clank to the ground.

The barren warrior and Huoya Ada wrestled with each other, and Huoya's Ada was one-third smaller than the barren warrior. Under that powerful strange force, although he was firmly supporting the blade, his whole body was facing each other on the sand. Slide back, leaving two deep groove marks.

"Ha..." The barren warrior violently shook Ada, who was a tribal warrior, and slashed his fang knife on Ada's blade. Twist the blade violently, and send the huge force to one side by unloading the force, but the barren warrior is more difficult than he imagined, and he swung his sword faster than lightning, and then slashed at Ah Da who had a tooth, and the two swords met again. catch.

Suddenly, the pupils of Ada who had lost his teeth shrank suddenly, and the barren warrior with a grinning face slashed at the gap that had been opened earlier. Sharper and stronger, the collision between the fangs and knives changed in an instant...

Ah Da of the broken tooth let go of the broken fang knife, clutching his blood-splattered neck and slowly fell to the ground, looking worriedly at the broken tooth who was yelling something loudly, and saw the gaping big yellow tooth in his eyes The tribal warrior with an itchy face smiled at the last moment. He saw Gao Feng standing beside Huo Ya...

The sawtooth saber shot towards the tribal warrior like a poisonous snake letter. The turned-back fang knife blocked the path of the saber, hitting flickering fire points. The saber rolled like a lost bird and fell powerlessly. With a sneer, Gao Feng rushed towards Gao Feng like a violent storm, and Gao Feng kicked the crying Kuo Ya and took the initiative to meet the barren warrior.

The gigantic saber whizzed to break the distance between the two, and slid straight down towards Gao Feng's forehead. Gao Gao's heels turned, and he moved sideways to pass, his hands sticking to the big hand holding the saber.

The tensed muscles were as hard as rocks, and the arm thicker than Gao Feng's thighs was like a pillar, causing Gao Gao's fingers to slip and miss instantly. The collision came so hard that Gao Feng only had time to squat down, and the strength of the mountain collapsed lifted his hair to his back.

The barren warriors were also proficient in hand-to-hand combat. Gao Feng's catching didn't accomplish the same feat as in the past. He slammed his foot and kicked Gao Feng's crossed arms fiercely. , plowed out a deep ravine, and fell six or seven meters away.

Six to seven meters is really not a distance to the fierce warriors of dragons and tigers. In three or two steps, the wilderness warriors arrived in front of Gao Feng, and there was still one step away. He could only roll over, and every time he rolled, his chest would throb like suffocation, and the pistol kept gesticulating at the barren warrior while rolling in the distance.

In close combat, every second may be the difference between life and death. Gao Feng must be killed with a single blow, but the pain in his chest prevents him from aiming calmly, rolling over and over again, dodging the slashing of the fang knife again and again, the barren warrior He was also irritable, seeing that the bolide was still firing, he couldn't help but step across, like swinging a fang knife sideways like a golf ball.

The sharp fang knife made a deep incision on the dry sand, and cut straight to Gaofeng's waist. Gaofeng couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and finally pulled the trigger with his finger...