Countless guns fell into the Black Claw Tribe camp like raindrops, piercing the chests of slaves and servants who were frightened by fear, instantly clearing the fleeing crowd. In front of the guns like a dense forest, most of them were desperate in despair.

Gao Feng looked at the warriors who were forcing them to come, and a strange thought suddenly arose in his heart. If these people were willing to obey his arrangements, the warriors' loose formation was vulnerable, but as soon as this thought flashed, he was knocked out.

Thirty or forty tribal warriors let out heart-wrenching roars, like bulls rushing fearlessly towards the tribal warriors who intercepted them. Behind them, the previously scared slaves and servants also followed up crazily. As long as someone takes the lead, they do not lack the courage to fight to the death.

Kuoya also fell into a state of fanatical blind obedience, waving the fanged knife regardless of physical strength, like a gangster who had knocked medicine, forgot all his combat skills and rushed straight up.

Gao Feng also rushed up, but stared at the torch ahead. He could not stay behind. More tribal warriors and pro-slaves rushed over. In the irritable crowd, if they could not follow the crowd, they would have to be knocked down and trampled to death.

The guns were thrown at them in endless ways, at least in the eyes of those tribal slaves. They were like waves hitting the reef, scattering and falling down.

"Six..." Gao Feng thought silently in his heart, and suddenly swung his knife to swing a spear that was flying towards him, and he took off another spear that fell to Kuoya. The next moment, the front and behind him and Kuoya were almost emptied.

After swaying and throwing the gun, Gao Feng suddenly threw his teeth and rolled on the ground with his arms around. With the howling sound, the scarlet fireball exploded in the position where they stood before him, splashing countless Mars.

Kuoya coughed violently and was dragged up from the ground by Gao Feng. Just now, Gao Feng hit his lungs, but saved his life. At this moment, Kuoya under the firelight looked at Gao Feng with the look of expectation.

Gao Feng once saved Kuoya in the sandstorm, which made Kuoya admire Gao Feng from the bottom of his heart. Now he saved his life again. He couldn't help but wake up from his fanatic state and wanted Gao Feng to lead him to find a way out.

The fireballs hit the crowded forward one after another. Gao Feng knew that the aiming direction of the catapult of the Wasteward Tribe had changed, and moved from behind to front to block it. In other words, the Wasteward Tribe wanted to retain the large army and annihilate the entire time.

"Back back, let you, Ada, retreat, and you can't rush any more..."

The tribe warriors have strangled together with the deserted warriors. Every second, someone fell down. In the shadow of swords and guns, blood and human heads flew together. The warriors of the Black Claw Tribe have experienced many battles. Even if they fail for a moment, they will not lack the determination to fight to the death.

But Gao Feng could instantly judge the situation on the entire battlefield. The Black Claw Tribe was ambushed by the deserted tribe and was attacked by both sides. At this moment, it was better to say that it was struggling to fight the enemy bravely. However, the Black Claw never came forward, which left the tribe warriors without a leader and a piece of sand.

Gao Feng is the third son of Black Claw, but he is not the heir to the tribe after all. He has been identified as a warrior, but he has not been recognized on the battlefield. Therefore, he cannot respond to it all. He can only hope that Ada, who has lost his teeth, can listen to his suggestions.

The killings ahead were cruel and bloody, and people kept falling down. Judging from personal combat power, the tribe warriors were stronger than the deserted warriors, and they fought a one-to-one-five battle loss ratio on the desperate front, but this could not save anything. The number of tribe warriors was too small, and most tribe warriors were restraining the warriors of the deserted tribe in the rear.

Rulin's spear was coming from both sides of the team, forming a huge encirclement. If you guessed correctly, the deserted tribe prepared to attack forward and backward, and then surrounded both sides to wipe out the tribe warriors here. They did not intend to fight a defeat.

Most of the spears of the pro-slaves were thrown down, and the attendants didn't perform much better. If Kuoya hadn't thought about the value of the Fanged Sword, he might have thrown it away. The falling fire meteor was like a death-hunting king, deepening everyone's fear in the team. Kuoya rushed to the front line to find Ada.

Gao Feng pulled up two guns from the corpse beside him, shouted from the slaves and attendants who were lying on the ground and holding their heads, "All up, you will die faster on the ground..."

No one listened to him. In this desperate battle, even if he stood up, he needed courage. Gao Feng jumped aside again, avoided a falling fireball, picked up a lit spear, and slapped hard on the butt of the servant on the ground, causing him to jump up screaming.

"Pump them all, kill them for me if you are disobedient..."

At this moment, Gao Feng was like a front-line commander, punching and kicking his slaves and servants up and threw them one by one.

While Huoya was still looking for Ada, a team of more than ten people was established by Gao Feng on the battlefield.

"Fight with me." He raised his gun in his hand and rushed forward with Gao Feng shouting. More than a dozen pro-slaves and servants rushed up with Gao Feng under the effect of the leader. More pro-slaves and servants also got up from the ground, found weapons that could be used around him, and followed him immediately.

"You will throw it wherever I throw it..." After the crowd of people fighting, Gao Feng shouted at the people behind him. At this time, there were already dozens of people shouting in unison. In this case, as long as someone takes the lead, they will find the backbone.

"Top..." As he shouted, Gao Feng threw the spear into the spear forest on the left, instantly letting a spear hit the ground. The next moment, dozens of spears rushed in in a mess, causing more spears to be confused.

"Take it again..." Another roar was roaring, and the spears were thrown into a living mouth.

"Take it all out..." This time, there was no need for a peak demonstration. Seeing the deserted warriors lying under the spear, all the slaves and servants found some confidence, and they all helped out and threw out the spear in their hands.

Just as the spear formation was blasted out of the gap, the blood-covered teeth Ada, who was covered in blood, was pulled to Gao Feng.

Before Gao Feng could speak, the tribal warriors who had fought old wars saw the flaw at a glance and shouted: "Breakthrough, break through."

Breakthrough is a miracle of victory for the tribe warriors. They can no longer support the number of warriors who kill countless people. When they hear the shouts, they burst out cheers, and they leave at the fastest speed and rush towards the peak.

Before the tribe warriors rushed over, Gao Feng and Ada, who had lost his teeth, had already killed the spear forest. In the spear formation, the fanged sword is easier to use than the spear, but the fanged sword is easier to use.

He threw out the last spear and pierced a wilderness warrior's neck. He turned sideways and let the spear that had been stabbed by the diagonal spear. The tribal warrior's fangs knife blocked the third spear for him. He took the opportunity to squeeze into the spear formation and get close to the warrior. Before the warrior's sword could press over the spear toward him, he dodged and swung past the man. The blood-sprayed word "王后" of the warrior's neck artery spread out, and the extreme dizziness made the warrior tilt to the ground.

The peak is like a veneer dancer. It often squeezes into the gaps of the deserted warriors, as clever as a fish. However, his saber can accurately cut on the tendons or arteries of the deserted warriors, causing spears to fall off, and more and more people rush into the spear positions.
Chapter completed!