Tonight, after making arrangements to divide the troops tomorrow morning, Pengre, who had not slept well for several days, fell asleep peacefully. For Pengre, no matter whether it is right or wrong to divide the troops tomorrow, at least he does not have to be like this.
He suffered a lot in the tribe, but if he knew that Zhou Jiping, who had just made a decision, had also suffered from insomnia, I wonder how he would feel.
For several nights in a row, Zhou Jiping didn't sleep well like everyone else. He stayed in this half-asleep and half-awake state of alert every day. If there was any trouble, he would get up to check on him. Zhou Tianlai regained his physical strength and spirit by relying on his internal strength method and exploiting every opportunity.
, he also felt a little mentally exhausted. Even so, the tribal warriors were even more miserable. This was also an important reason for the decision to divide the troops to lure the enemy.
However, is his arrangement really correct? Zhou Jiping asked himself if he didn't know that his decision was completely based on subjective conjecture and guessing. The intelligence, reconnaissance, strategy, and tactics in ordinary wars could not be relied on.
What I rely on now is just my intuition. I hope that the hyena tribe has been observing the Damon tribe. I hope that their greed will make them take risks. I hope that they have not noticed the change in the tribe's defense method. I hope that they will also be impatient and wait.
impatient
Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, Zhou Jiping simply took out the blood diamond. He wanted to see what this weird thing would bring him.
The light of the beating bonfire outside the thatched house was reflected on the blood diamond. The blood diamond was like a half-opened eye, calmly looking at Zhou Jiping...
Blood, blood again, blood all over the sky... Zhou Jiping felt like he was surrounded by the same hallucination he had experienced before.
Oh - no, this is not blood, this is a battlefield. Two indigenous warriors armed with cold weapons are confronting each other. The bloody light in the sky seems to indicate that there will be a tragic war. Zhou Jiping feels that he is in this confrontation.
Over the battlefields of both sides, one looks at the huge battlefield that is about to unfold with tens of thousands of people below in an unworldly manner.
Drums, familiar drums. Didn’t the Damon tribe also use this kind of drums to communicate? Just as I was thinking about it, the indigenous warriors on one side, stepping on the rhythm of the drums, lined up in a neat queue at the same pace.
They formed a neat formation and began to slowly approach the opponent - well-trained! Although he did not know the characteristics of war in the cold weapon era, Zhou Jiping could also draw such a conclusion just by looking at the formation.
Seeing that the other party was moving, the party confronting them also began to move. However, their formation could not be flattered. Some were fast and some were slow. They rolled onto the ground in a chaotic manner. Many natives relied on their blood and courage, howling.
Rushing towards the neat queue
The neat side on the other side was still advancing at a steady pace, with the first few rows holding leather shields in their left hands and spears in their right hands; the following rows of archers followed closely under the protection of the shield soldiers, and continued on.
After that, there are rows of spearmen - they are actually wearing the same red robes as Damon Hunter, and their body shapes are very similar, the same slender, but the same arrogance and majesty. The difference is that each of them
They hold several spears in their hands
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the two groups of people will inevitably collide soon. I believe they will splash endless blood! Zhou Jiping in mid-air saw a thrilling sight.
"Oh - throw!" Someone on the neat side gave an order, and the queue suddenly stopped and followed closely. Someone in the queue kept shouting orders, and the shield soldiers put their leather shields together one after another. A row of great walls made of leather shields appeared in an instant. Then,
The archers lined up forward, holding their crossbows at an elevated angle... On the opposite side of the Leather Shield Great Wall, the scattered indigenous army rushed closer and closer...
"Tuqiuwa!" A voice commanded in the Aboriginal language. Suddenly, arrows flew all over the sky like locusts. The scattered Aboriginal army was covered in the rain of arrows and shot down. A large area was suddenly shot down. For a moment, the arrows broke through the air.
The sound of flying, the sound of human bodies being sheltered and falling to the ground, the wails and screams of the injured, all mixed together, making the entire battlefield a mess.
The indigenous warriors who were shot dead and injured fell to the ground, which affected the impact speed of the crowd behind them. The impact momentum of the indigenous army was delayed. As the impact speed slowed down, the indigenous army became a living target under the rain of arrows.
Many people were shot to death and injured - this war was simply a one-sided massacre! Zhou Jiping saw it very clearly from the air
However, the bloody bravery of the indigenous army was beyond Zhou Jiping's expectation. Even though some people were being shot to death, wounded and falling down, some indigenous soldiers holding shields still tenaciously rushed out of the arrow rain belt and rushed towards Pi.
The shield defense line and even some brave people actually relied on holding up the corpses of their companions as shields to rush to the leather shield defense line.