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Chapter 328 Wang Qi arrives

At the end of September, there was a golden harvest, but also withering murderous intent. Shulot led the army, marched eighty or ninety miles eastward, and finally arrived at Giowa's camp. He looked around and saw rolling hills along the way.

In the distance are towering mountains. The smoke of the march is rising in the winding mountain road, and the fallen leaves of the shallow trees are also flying in the mountains.

“The Sierra Madre Oriental is so majestic and continuous!”

Along the way, Shulot felt emotional. The Palms Valley is northeast of the Red Fox Valley, deep into the Sierra Madre Oriental. The distance between the two valleys is about 170 miles, and they are all rugged and winding mountain roads. These mountain roads are wide and narrow.

It was uncertain and blocked by woods, making it very difficult for the army to pass.

"The expedition to the north by the Guakili dog descendants was originally thought to be a duel on the flat wasteland, chasing death and chasing north, but in the end it was just trekking through the mountains and attacking the stronghold!"

Thinking of this, Shulot shook his head and laughed. The Guakili canine descendants have no herds and are a tough hunting group, accustomed to the wilderness and mountains. They move like the wind, and when they encounter powerful enemies, they will naturally hide in the wilderness.

, fled hundreds of miles away. But now that they were trapped by food, they stayed in two valleys and defended themselves according to danger.

"Raise the royal flag and ask Giowa to come over!"

Soon, Black Wolf's king's flag was erected on the hill outside the camp. Shulot climbed to a high place, overlooked the surrounding terrain, and observed the enemy's camp. Giowa was also cautious and accompanied the king.

"Giowa, you fought against the Red Dog Alliance before and lost thousands of people."

Shulot looked at the large canine camp and then at the dense forest near the camp.

"Red Dog Alliance, what is its combat strength?"

"Your Highness, the Guakili people opposite are divided into five tribes, led by the Red Dog tribe, but their combat capabilities are different."

Giovanni thought for a while and answered calmly.

"The direct descendants of the Red Dog tribe are quite good at fighting. They are slightly weaker than my elite when fighting in formation, and they are better than the Otopan warriors when fighting in the forest. However, they are very cunning and always avoid fighting with the legions."

Then, Giowa paused, looking a little angry. He leaned down and complained like a domestic dog.

"Your Highness, the Red Dog Alliance has a large number of red-haired hunters, and their tactics are very flexible. They will harass the warriors at night, disturb the rest of the warriors, and even launch night attacks. They will also use provocation and false defeat tactics to lure the legion into the forest.

and then engaged in a melee. Half of the thousands of people I lost went out to fight without permission and were ambushed and killed in the forest. They were also extremely despicable and gathered a large number of sharpshooters to snipe the leader... Your Highness, please use the Lord God

Use your magic power to destroy the enemy! If you hadn’t given me the bronze armor, I would have gone to the Kingdom of God..."

"Night harassment? Provocation and false defeat? Melee in the forest, beheading tactics? It's really familiar..."

Shulot was silent.

"The Red Dog Alliance is like a pack of wolves in the wilderness. Their fighting style is more offensive. Even when the two armies are facing each other, they constantly choose to take the initiative to create pressure on their opponents. The weaknesses of the canine descendants are their poor equipment and impulsive personality. They are disciplined

Not high, lacks defensive toughness.”

The king thought and looked across again. The Red Dog tribe seemed to have noticed the arrival of reinforcements from the alliance. They once again sent several teams of hundreds of elites to shoot arrows around the camp. Three more of them shot at the king of Black Wolf along the mountains and forests.

The flag is coming.

"Your Highness, there is still a small group of dog descendants hidden in the forest! The enemy is attacking, would you like to return to the camp temporarily..."

Bertard looked at the birds in the forest and suggested with a solemn expression.

"No need! A thousand longbow guards and five hundred jaguar warriors are all here wearing armor. Why should I hide?"

Shulot smiled and ordered loudly.

"Bertard, I'll give you five hundred longbow guards and go meet the canine hunter opposite!"

The warrior commander nodded. He personally led the longbow guards to the front of the hill and formed a defensive formation. However, after a moment, the red-haired figure also formed a formation and rushed to the front as if he was flying.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Condescendingly, a hundred steps away, the guards began to fire arrows. The fierce arrows roared away, shooting down several hunters. Hundreds of canine hunters all lowered their bodies, using the cover of trees and hills, from

They were surrounded from all sides, like a pack of wolves hunting in the wilderness. Before long, the two sides had approached within fifty steps and started shooting at each other.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The canine hunter stood up suddenly and fired arrows at the guards. The precise bone arrow struck the vital part of the chest, but was blocked by the strong copper armor, making a banging sound of metal impact. The guards did not hesitate.

He dodged, squinted his eyes, and shot an arrow steadily. Soon, sixty or seventy canine corpses were lying at the foot of the hill.

"Ouch!"

The canine warriors who were sneaking in the forest finally arrived. Two hundred canine warriors suddenly rushed out of the nearest mountain forest and rushed towards the fluttering black wolf flag. Shulot's expression did not change and he waved the command flag.

"Roar!"

Two hundred jaguar warriors roared. Wearing bronze armor and holding shields, they rushed forward a few steps and threw the spears in their hands! The heavy spears flew through the air, and the charging canine warriors were instantly penetrated through the chest and abdomen.

, screaming and falling to pieces. This kind of penetrating injury cannot be treated, and being hit by a spear means death. Then, the Jaguar warriors took out their war clubs, rushed into the enemy's formation, and began to kill wantonly.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The rain of arrows whizzed back and forth, and the canine hunters were completely scattered. They were suppressed by the guards and could not even raise their heads. Their arrows pierced the thick skin on the opposite side, and the arrows hit the vital points, but the opponent was unscathed. But the guards only needed to

One arrow shot can penetrate the hunter's cloth and cotton armor, causing them serious injury or death.

"Captain Uman, we can't fight! The other side is full of thick skins, let's retreat!"

Amosi crouched down, hiding behind a rock, and whispered to Captain Red Dog.

"It's useless to shoot like this! In the Red Fox Valley, we have fought against the cactus warriors many times! It takes five or six warriors to surround and kill such a thick-skinned warrior at the same time. They also wear helmets, so if they shoot arrows, they must

Shot in the calf or throat!”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Damn it! Don't compare the cowards of the Red Fox Valley with the warriors of our Red Dog Tribe!"

Uman cursed angrily. Unbelieving in evil, he popped up again, aimed at the leading warrior opposite, and fired an arrow straight into the throat!

A dangerous sound came through the air, and the warrior's body reacted first. Bertard lowered his head slightly, turned his body sideways, and the arrow shot past the helmet, causing a harsh scraping sound of metal. Then, the warrior

The commander turned around suddenly, cast a stern gaze, and drew the long bow in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

Amosi suddenly pulled Uman's body and pulled him down behind the boulder. The sharp copper arrows rubbed their red hair and shot into the soil with a "pop", and the arrows were two inches deep!

"ah!"

Wuman's complexion changed drastically and his body trembled. He barely got up from the ground and raised his bow to fight back.

"Captain Uman! The raiding warriors were defeated by the tiger heads! There is no hope of a sneak attack, retreat quickly!"

Amosi held Uman down again and tried his best to persuade him. Uman is the personal guard of Red Dog Chief Chichika and a warrior of the tribe. He must not be left here!

Two days ago, Amosi was forcibly recruited into the camp by Chief Red Dog and served as his personal attendant. Chief Red Dog asked him about the intelligence of the southern tribe from time to time. He answered one by one while silently learning the chief's method of controlling the tribe. Today

, the flag of the Black Wolf came from the mountain road to the west. He told the chief that this was the arrival of the Death Chief himself, and it was best to evacuate as soon as possible. Chief Red Dog was noncommittal. Uman suggested taking the initiative to sneak attack, Chichica nodded in praise, and asked to understand the cactus.

Amosi of the tribe attacked together.

"The Death Chief has boundless power and has countless thick skins around him. How can it be so easy to succeed in a sneak attack?"

Amosi looked at the fierce cactus warrior and sighed in his heart.

"The great chief has arrived with his personal guard tribe. This battle is destined to be a disaster. How can the Red Crow Tribe escape?"


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