Let Go Of That Primordial Man

The attack distance was more than two miles, and the long-range attack at this distance was still so powerful, which was far beyond the imagination of everyone in the mandrill caravan.

Although there was no communication, they knew the identity and origin of the roadblocker almost immediately. Except for the Blackstone tribe who was rumored to have gone to heaven by the Luolei Mountains, there would be no second possibility.

Only then did they realize that the rumors they heard about the Blackstone tribe from other tribes along the way were not exaggerated at all, and were even quite conservative.

At least the thing called bow and arrow they said is quite powerful, but the power of this terrible thing is more than good...

Even if it is not attached to the power of the totem, it is still equivalent to the powerful arrow of a second-level totem warrior, but it has a faster flying speed than a thrown spear.

Under the cover of fifty arrows, the caravan members who were caught off guard suddenly fell down by a dozen.

In addition, there are about a dozen people who were hit by arrows in the arms and thighs. Although they can still continue to fight, Mandrill also knows that the combat effectiveness of these men may have been reduced by more than half, and they are no longer of much use.

With the bronze long sword in his hand, the mandrill dialed an arrow that was shot at him, although such an arrow would not have the slightest pressure on him as long as there were not more than ten concentrated fire.

But after feeling the astonishing force on the arrow, his face suddenly changed drastically, because he knew that not many of his subordinates could block and open such an attack.

As for the leather armor they hid under the animal fur coat, Mandrill saw the sharp arrows on the top of the arrow branch with a cold light, and he already did not place any expectations on the leather armor on his body.

Sure enough, the casualties of more than 20 people immediately reduced the entire caravan's charging team by almost 10%, but they finally survived such an attack.

Before the mandrill breathed a sigh of relief, the dozens of strange arrows in midair enveloped it again.

The mandrill's face immediately became more ugly. He couldn't imagine why such a powerful long-range attack was still so fast. It was almost half faster than an attack like throwing a spear.

Retreat? No! This kind of thought just came to Mandrill's mind just now, and he overturned it immediately.

Years of combat experience had given Mandrill a keen sense of the battlefield, and he knew that in such a terrain, he had to rush over in one go.

Otherwise, the people who just died would have died in vain. If this kind of see-saw tactic is repeated one or two times, most of the soldiers in the entire caravan will die.

No longer caring about the act of concealing his identity in the crowd, a howl full of madness came out of the mandrill's mouth; suddenly, all the soldiers in the caravan burst out and charged forward firmly up.

They all knew that whenever the mandrill made such howls, it was the time when the caravan was fighting desperately; they had won the final victory in such crisis situations several times, relying on the vigor that their opponents did not have.

But, will the result this time be the same as before?

While howling, the mandrill's empty right hand continued to cast down, one after another enhanced spell blessings, one by one fell on more than a dozen subordinates who also wore military coats.

These are the most powerful fighters under his command. Whether they can rush over faster and break down the enemy formation behind the low parapet, Mandrill has pinned all his hopes on these dozen of his subordinates...

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This grandson is finally showing his head. Master Niu slapped his thigh hard, but his palm hurt from the hard leg armor.

However, he could no longer control this.

All the most frightening things and things are often before they appear and happen.

When in the opposite crowd, a strong man in a military overcoat issued an order and blessed his subordinates with auxiliary spells at a speed far exceeding his own, Master Niu heaved a sigh of relief.

The corresponding order was also issued immediately: Steady the sword and shield, the spearman is ready to assassinate, the longbowman is paying attention, burst out the highest shooting skills, target those wearing military coats, give me the one who will rush to the front A few, let me concentrate on shooting them all.

Master Niu's order had just come down, and the longbowmen who just pulled the bowstring again under his order, inspired the secret method to enhance the power of the totem, slightly adjusted the arrows in their hands, and then loosened the bowstring.

Their shooting speed has suddenly increased several times, and they may be weak after a few minutes, but at least now their speed is like a machine gun, and they immediately turn them into the most powerful killing gods.

As a result, the two caravan members who rushed to the front in military coats immediately suffered bad luck; at least one of them was facing more than 20 arrows, and such intensive attacks made them wave wildly Raised the weapon in his hand.

The rather dazzling totem power shows that these are two fifth-level totem fighters, equivalent to the powerhouses of the God of War in modern society; but even so, under the full force of their weapons, they still have two flashing totem powers. The brilliant arrows broke through the gap they blocked and shot into their bodies.

Even the skin of a fifth-level totem warrior is already tough enough to outrageously.

However, under the armor-piercing arrows from the modern plane and the blessing of the same totem power, they still shot deeply into their bodies, causing quite serious injuries.

If it was nothing like this, after years of fighting, various injuries on their bodies would have long been a matter of lengthening the meal for them; but they have only blocked this wave of attacks, and there is not even a breath. Arrows enveloped them again.

Such an attack speed that suffocated them immediately made them realize that today's ending seemed to be bad...

Finally, the group of mandrills was not far away from the parapet, and they could easily pass over it with just a dozen steps forward, causing damage to their opponents.

However, at this time, the mandrill was not happy at all, because with the charging distance of only two miles, the casualties of his subordinates were shocking.

At least one hundred soldiers fell on the way of charging, half of them did not die immediately, but who knows if they could be saved after the battle; what made him most distressed was the death of five of his confidant soldiers .

There are two fifth-level fighters and three fourth-level fighters here, and they are usually the most valiant group under Mandrill's subordinates.

But precisely because of this, they who took the lead in the charge were attacked intensively. Now each of them is full of arrows, and the dead can no longer die.

Throwing guns to attack. Amidst the mandrill's howling roar, hundreds of throwing guns were thrown at the enemy formation behind the parapet.

God's poor! After almost one-third of the personnel were killed or injured, the mandrill caravan was finally able to fight back with limited force.

Taking advantage of the spear-throwing attack, the enemy formation behind the parapet raised a large round weapon, and the archers also had a good chance to slow down; the mandrill suddenly soared into the air, and pounced on the rear of the enemy formation like a ghost.

His target was a strange little man behind the enemy line. On such a battlefield, that little man wore a whole set of strange armor that even covered his head.

Such an eye-catching and ostentatious demeanor let the mandrill know that this guy is definitely a big shot in the Blackstone tribe; maybe it is the rumored Master Niu who often has a cramp in his head and has strange behaviors.

Thanks to the boss for the third reward, thank you