Xia Tuo, who was hiding his figure, also raised a stone, and there was no such thing as a brutal stone for use.

In the dense forest, the soldiers from the tribe were walking forward. More than thirty people scattered very well, talking and laughing while walking, and there was no tension in the battle.

Walking at the front of the team was a quasi-totem warrior holding a stone gun about one and a half meters long in his hand, constantly waving it to interrupt the branches and plants that were blocking it.

call out!

He cut off a clump of low shrubs in front of him in half. When he wanted to wave the stone spear again, a stone about the size of his head came into the air.

boom!

The blood was everywhere, splattering around, making everyone stunned for a moment.

Enemy attack!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, the sky and the sky covered the dense forest and smashed rocks down at people.

Puff puff puff!

Boom boom boom boom!

Mixed among the falling rocks is a wave of arrow feathers, sounds breaking through the air and piercing through blood and bones.

"Ma'am, the armor of the Lu tribe is quite strong."

Looking at the Lu tribe warriors who were stunned by rocks in the forest from afar, Xia Tuo was still very satisfied. Even the warriors in the Stone-Splitting Realm were not at the level of invincibility, and they would be severely damaged by stones.

He brought a tribe number 160 people to ambush more than 30 people, and he was surprised in advance. If there was no gain, he would just pat his butt and go back to disband the tribe.

After one encounter, more than 30 people from the Lu tribe were directly hit by rocks.

However, the people from the Lu tribe were not stupid, and they were looking for big trees and stones to hide their bodies.

"Ah, there are traps."

A totem warrior blocked several stones that had fallen down, dodged the arrow feathers, and then seized a big tree of thickness, and dodged one after another and rolled towards the big tree.

As soon as his feet stepped on the fallen leaves under the tree, they disappeared immediately. The sound of sharp blades piercing blood bones came from the pit under the tree.

This wave of traps around the big tree took away several lives once again.

The trap set by Old Man Wu was very shameless. He calculated that the people from the Lu tribe would hide. The circle of the big trees in this forest that could block their bodies was hollowed out.

puff!

Li hid behind a big tree. One of his arms was drooping. Not only did he get hit by an arrow feather, but he was also hit by a huge rock. Even a totem warrior, his arm would not be able to use force here.

"Go away!"

"Walk!"

In the blink of an eye, he saw that only seven or eight people were left, and even if he had three of the totem warriors left, a hint of fear appeared in Li's eyes.

Is this too bullying?

Feeling uncomfortable and wanting to cry.

I want to go back to the tribe to find my father.

"I want to leave, no way!"

When Xia Tuo saw the remaining people hiding behind the tree, he still had no intention of rushing down.

"As soon as the archers listen to me, they all look to the same place."

After the words came, more than fifty tribe members following him pulled their bows together and aimed at a totem warrior of the Lu tribe who was hiding behind the tree with one-third of his body exposed.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

As Xia Tuo's gesture fell, more than fifty arrow feathers suddenly broke out of the air.

The totem warrior who waved the stone knife in his hand and kept blocking the left and right, his eyes widened.

"Come again!"

At this time, the second round of fifty arrow feathers fell again.

puff!

This time, an arrow stabbed the totem warrior in the arm, and his whole body was flashing with a green light, but he could not think of so many arrows.

Puff puff puff puff.

In the blink of an eye, it was tied into a hornet's nest, with two big eyes wide open and it was difficult to close your eyes.

"Next."

The archer turned his direction and aimed at another quasi-totem warrior under Xia Tuo's command.

"ah……"

Seeing the totem warrior in the tribe being killed by crossbow arrows, the quasi-totem warrior was immediately frightened and turned around and ran away.

"put!"

Swallowing!

On the other side of the mountain, watching Xia Tuo wasting arrows so much for a quasi-totem warrior who ran away, Old Man Zi shook his head very much, what?

Fifty arrows were all stuck in their backs, and no one was like this.

In a short period of time, the more than 30 people brought by the Lu tribe were almost wiped out, but no casualties were found by themselves.

Ju waved the stone knife in his hand, looking aggrieved. One hundred and sixty people beat more than 30 people, and they were still playing tricks. It was unreasonable and he was looking forward to it in vain.

Bang!

With a slap on the giant body, Xia Tuo said seriously: "Are you floating around? Do you think you can escape fifty archery warriors?"

"cannot."

"Go and bring all the breathing people over."

Without hitting the giant, Xia Tuo waved his hand and suddenly rushed down the warriors in the tribe, which made him stunned. There were only a few slags left, and were they still using so many people?

He leaned against the tree and drooped his arms. Yes, he was shot again.

Looking at the hundreds of people surrounding Hulala, everyone was watching him and wanted to go home to find his father.

No one who bullies people like this is not a soldier. The soldier should fight with dignity, not hiding in the dark like this, smashing stones and hiding arrows.

Seeing everyone staring at him with a fierce look, Li felt his anus shrink and said tremblingly: "If you have something to say, I am..."

Puff! Puff! Puff!

"Get out of the way, let me do it, I haven't fought the totem warrior yet."

"I'm squeezing me, my stone knife hasn't stained with totem blood yet."

"Let me prick it too."

"Don't squeeze, come one by one."

...

"The patriarch, there is still a living person in the pit, but it's strange that this person is tied up by a vine and looks like a slave."

A guy covered in blood was mentioned in front of Xia Tuo. The vines tied to him were shiny and black, and they were stabbed several times by a sharp blade, but they were not dead yet.

Seeing the clan leader around him always aiming at the guy in front of him, Xia Tuo touched his nose and said, "This is not a totem warrior, he doesn't even have totem divine patterns."

"Tsk~"

Hearing this, a few guys around who had just shined their eyes suddenly lost interest.

It’s boring not to cut off the totem warrior.

"Class leader."

He walked over with a dark face. He was very depressed. He thought he could catch a totem warrior and fight, but he didn't get anything.

"Apart from this, the rest are dead."

If he was afraid of slapping his forehead, Xia Tuo was also very depressed. He probably wouldn't be able to rest his eyes until he died. He didn't see who his opponent was when he died.

"Don't think there is no fight, this is just the beginning."

The wind, the giant, the twig gathered in front of Xia Tuo.

"Clan leader, what should I do next? Will you go and fight the Lu tribe directly?"

The invading people of the Lu tribe were destroyed in one fell swoop. At this moment, the tribe people were very immense, and everyone seemed to open a new door. It turned out that fighting could still be fought like this.

In everyone's perception, fighting is not about both parties standing together and then starting a fight.

"Feng, Ju contacted Hong and his tribe members, and then followed Lu to find other tribe soldiers outside the Lu tribe and defeated them one by one."

Seeing that the members of the Lu tribe entered their ambush so carelessly, Xia Tuo suddenly felt that he was about to become a military god.

A group of barbarians.

Fighting is wrong, fighting is an art.
To be continued...