Doomsday Dark Age

Talon saw the migrating crowd on the horizon early on, and almost the entire Talon tribe was packed, letting the sharp blade of his right hand grind convulsively, making a piercing and horrible noise. 【leaf*】【*】

There are more than 2000 people in the Black Claw tribe, more than 1000 people in the Earth Armament tribe, and hundreds of livestock, large and small parcels and carts, meandering on the stretches of red ground.

On the rugged mountain peaks on both sides of the road, the tribal warriors held their breath to observe the team coming towards them. The elder with small eyes wiped the sweat from his face with a dirty sackcloth. No one dared to say that 200 people could win the battle. There are more than a thousand people in the armament tribe with high morale. At this moment, the anxiety in the air cannot compare with the depression in his heart.

Black Claw didn't think too much, only the group of earth armada warriors with hideous faces looked for the earth armada hidden in the crowd with sharp eyes.

Just as the team below kept approaching the ambush, something happened.

The huge team is like a bloated dragon staggering. Every step forward makes the crowd in the team slightly confused. It needs to be patrolled by the ground warriors on both sides of the road to drive them back to their original positions. They have never traveled far. The women, children, and bonded slaves felt indescribable panic and anxiety after they kept moving away from the Talon tribe.

For them, leaving the Black Claw tribe is like a fish out of water. Under the supervision of the warriors of the Earth Armor tribe, in a strange land, women and children are crying and walking forward mechanically, and suddenly there is a cry of killing It came from the middle and rear of the team, and everyone who had been tense almost collapsed.

Dozens of savage and strong men covered in red sand roared out, rushed into the unprepared team, and beheaded any man who saw a weapon in hand. These raiders were well-equipped, most of them armed Fangs and knives, and the combat method is not swarming. Different weapons are combined into teams. There are sword and shield players holding animal skin shields, there are spearmen, and there are gunmen. []

Their attacks were precise and swift. A burst of spear throwing broke the Earth Armor Warrior's counterattack first, then the sword and shield hand blocked the first wave of attacks, and then the spearmen pierced the Earth Armor Warrior's body with their spears one by one. Chest, the moment the spear that pierced the chest was pulled out, splashed in the blood, the sword and shield hand rushed in roaring, and slashed and killed the tribal warriors holding spears at the shortest distance. He threw a spear and flew over, piercing his neck with a spear.

At the moment when the chaos broke out, the group of attackers disappeared suddenly amidst the howling sound, just like they appeared suddenly, no one knew how they got here, and no one knew how they left. Nu left the big team in the chaos, spreading like ants in all directions.

The Earth Armada tribe reacted quickly, and small teams were organized and chased after the scattered crowd. At this moment, the attack from another direction showed its power again, rushed into the team and killed more than a dozen tribes After the warriors, they disappear with their spoils.

There is no sky reconnaissance, no watchtower, and the surging crowd is changing all the time. The sudden attack has not even spread to other places, and the attackers disappear. attack.

The attackers were as cunning and changeable as a fawn fox in the desert, and biting around the team like a buzzing mosquito, causing only a little loss each time, but after four or five times, the number of tribal warriors lost had reached 50 Many people, almost as many as the attackers.

During the constant attacks, the more women, children, and kinsmen in the team became chaotic, the more they broke up. After the tribal warriors who were supposed to maintain order were killed, no one stopped them from leaving. When the first one decided to leave After the first person runs out of the team, there is always a third and a fourth. [~]

Gao Feng's dress is the same as that of the relatives around him, except that what he holds is not a fang knife, but a scimitar of death that Rod got for him. The scimitar of death is the arm of the terrifying death. Burned to ashes, the other one is Gao Feng's trophy.

The death scimitar is narrow and sharp, and its fluid linear layout doubles the speed at which the blade breaks through the air resistance. There are countless sharp and small teeth on the blade, overlapping each other layer by layer, forming a blade that looks like a whole. Tooth knives and serrated sabers are even sharper.

The layers of corner thorns all over the death scimitar have been smoothed, but it doesn't feel smooth when held in the hand. Instead, it has a rough texture. It is the handle that is the least slippery. The dragon instantly cut the opponent's weapon and body in two.

As the killing continued, the lightness and agility of the Death Scimitar was fully grasped by Gao Feng, and the speed at which the Death Scimitar was swung increased a bit. After the flicker, the Earth Armor Warriors in front felt light in their hands, and the weapon was swung by them Before they could find another way to continue fighting, a red line appeared on their chest. With the exertion of their muscles, it exploded violently, spilling piles of visceral blood.

Gao Feng was not immersed in killing, on the contrary, he was more lucid than anyone else, even a little absent-minded, because he was always looking for Little Hongsha, almost every little Qinu's eyes were swept by him, there was panic, emptiness, and Numb, but not extremely clear and pure.

The peak is the vane of the relatives and slaves. Where the peak is, they will go there. After forming a small group, killing becomes easy. At any time, they are several people fighting against one person, and they are sneak attacks. There is no time to fail. In this kind of small victories that are constantly accumulating, I am no longer disgusted with the previous peak hell-style military training, but grateful.

Gao Feng led ten pro-slave groups to fight through the crowd again, looking at the brigade in front of him and the vague eyes of countless women and girls, he still didn't feel the pure clarity, and couldn't help stomping his feet fiercely, expressing grief and indignation With a roar, he turned and gave way to the surrounding stone piles.

The next moment, the people whose body and hair were the same color as the earth disappeared in the eyes of countless people. Borrowing the disguise of a chameleon, Gao Feng easily hid himself and his subordinates, catching the shadows of large and small stones quickly Running, when the pursuers behind them rushed into the pile of stones, they could only follow their footprints.

"Kill..." The scimitar of death flashed, and the heads were splashed. The two ground warriors fell in front of Gao Feng. Find a way in the shortest time, not to kill the enemy, but to entangle the opponent in a short time.

Swish, swish, swish..., patches of dust covered the earth warriors like a cloud, hitting their faces and eyes, forcing these earth warriors to close their eyes. At this moment, they were already prepared The spears fell one after another, and then Gao Feng rushed forward, cutting off the weapons of several people in an instant. The slaves behind him broke through quickly, and then drove the crowd, and came out from the other end of the team. The collapsed crowd gave them cover, and it was very easy Disappear among the stones.

The number of disintegrated crowds is increasing, but there are new changes in the front line. The snake-like long line slowly absorbs the crowd and gradually spreads to the surroundings. The tribal warriors standing at the outermost are always tribal warriors, forming a huge crowd The lake, it won't be long before the peak has a chance to penetrate again.

Seeing those changes, Gao Feng was not in a hurry, and with a whistling sound, he turned and left with his slaves who did not lose a single person, and walked towards the small team chasing the crowd.

The small teams are all in teams of 30 people, and the distance between them is not too far. If they attacked before, they might be surrounded and wiped out, but at this moment, the crowd fled in all directions. During the pursuit, the distance between the small teams widened, and the tribe The distance between the warriors and the tribal warriors was also shortened, and Gao Feng could smell the battlefield. There was no more fighting ahead, so he had to find a new direction.

The rushing Gaofeng took fifty relatives and slaves to run quickly. From the moment the battle started, he had been running, killing continuously, so that the desolate warrior who only counted meritorious deeds with his head didn't know how many he had killed. Enemies, but there is one thing, in the killing, they gradually regained their confidence, gradually forgot the shadow of failure, but respected Gao Feng even more.

From the moment he left Tianshui Well, Gao Feng strictly emphasized discipline. On the first day, ten people in a team had to walk in a straight line at the same time. The barren people who have been lazy for hundreds of years have long been ignorant of discipline. Why, so after they took three steps, they released the duck with a crackling sound.

At this time, Gao Feng, who is full of energy, will come over with a whip. If he is beaten too much, even if he is a pig, Gao Feng can make them go straight. Well, three days is too short, even if they march day and night, these desolate people can only learn to walk in unison, but they still can't learn to run in unison.

But this is enough, Gao Feng has taught the barren people what order and discipline are, and there will be no more brain fever, throwing away comrades and rushing forward.

In addition, Gao Feng also introduced coordination tactics in the team, abandoning the use of heads to count military achievements, so that barren warriors no longer pursue the number of kills, but form a whole to cross the battlefield, not only expanding the combat effect to the maximum, but also reducing losses to lowest.