"Then I hope the warriors of the Flower Tribe will do more." Toto smiled.

As he gradually approached the river, Abahai saw that the enemies in front were already gathering together, as if he knew that he was coming to attack here.

"It seems that our opponent is quite confident!" Abahai sneered.

Toto looked at the enemy who was waiting for battle in front of him, and looked at the big man beside him, and showed a hint of horror.

"Don't underestimate them, they are not those weak tribes." Toto warned kindly.

"Toto, I think you were scared by them and could only insert your head into the hole like a mole on the grassland and shivered." Abahai looked at Toto without hesitation, and walked forward with his own people.

"Father, why are there so many people in this tribe this time? It seems that we have underestimated them." The man next to him said worriedly.

"Don't rely on it too far later. Let this idiot Abahai fight them first. We'll wait for the opportunity." Toto said slowly.

The big man nodded, whispered a few words with his subordinates around him, and led the army to follow the Hua tribe.

"Warriors, attack! Kill all the enemies in front of you, break through this tribe, and let you take it with women." Abahai roared.

When the soldiers of the Hua Tribe heard this, they immediately let out an excited roar, waving their weapons and rushed forward in a mess.

Lin Huo looked at the enemy rushing towards him and kept judging the distance of the enemy.

As the enemy ran to a hundred meters, Linhuo shouted: "First line, shoot arrows!"

Whoosh swish swish swish!

More than a dozen arrows shot away in a row, forming a rain of arrows in the sky and falling into the enemy's formation.

In this round of volley, seven or eight people were knocked down.

Seeing this, Abahai was shocked. Before he could touch a hair from the enemy, casualties appeared on his side.

Abahai, who was extremely angry, shouted loudly: "Run quickly and kill them!"

After the first round of arrows was shot, the archers in the second row shot out again after Lin Huo's order.

In order to maintain continuous firepower output, Wang Lang told Lin Huo the method of three-stage shooting. After a long period of training, the archers have used it extremely skillfully.

With the continuous shooting of bows and arrows, when Hua Tribe rushed to the point where he was twenty meters away, a large number of corpses had already fallen along the way. The one who was not dead could only lie on the ground and wailed constantly.

Abahai's heart was bleeding. These warriors could be said to be his private property, and never had such a large casualty.

The soldiers of the Hua Tribe felt fear at this moment. Looking at the enemy in front of them, every time they raised their bows and arrows, they would be frightened, greatly reducing the momentum of the previous charge.

"The archer retreated!" Wang Lang roared.

Upon hearing this, Lin Huo hurriedly took the archer and quickly retreated behind the spearmen.

Two spearmen phalanxes slowly approached the enemy in front of them with neat steps.

One hundred people walked neatly, and the earth seemed to tremble.

Abahai had never seen such a way of fighting. He felt a little scared as he looked at the enemy getting closer and closer to the front, but as the bravest person in the Flower Tribe, the pride in his heart made him roar and lead the soldiers to rise to the enemy.

In an instant, the flower tribe rushed over like a tide, slapped heavily on the stubborn stone with the salt tribe.

The tragedy of the Cold Weapon Age is fully reflected at this moment.

The battlefield is the best touchstone. The ubiquitous sound of fighting and screams made the new recruits who had been on the battlefield for the first time excited. At this moment, they no longer had fear in their hearts, as if they were a robot. Listening to the orders in their ears, they kept stabbing, closing their spears, and stabbing again.

Seeing the enemies dying one by one at their own hands, the soldiers looked dull.

Some brave soldiers of the Hua Tribe relied on their bravery to fight before the square formation, but what made them desperate was that the stone axe they swung could not see through the strange branches on the enemy's body.

These brave soldiers were soon stabbed into bloody holes by other spearmen.

"Father, Abahai is about to be unable to withstand it, let's go too!" said the big man anxiously.

Toto frowned and said, "Look, don't you see that there are still a group of enemies over there that haven't moved? We are looking for death now."

"But, father, if this continues, we will definitely lose!"

"We underestimated this tribe, don't worry about those things for now. If the situation is wrong, we will retreat immediately!" Toto said with a gloomy face.

The big man looked at his father in disbelief, swallowed and asked, "What should I do if the flower tribe do!"

"We don't care whether he dies or lives. If he dies here, we will annex the Hua tribe when we go back and send people to this tribe for peace." Toto said coldly.

"This... will this betrayal of allies be punished by gods?" the big man said with a pale face.

"Hmph, the gods will not punish us, the gods only recognize the strong." Toto said slowly.

While the two of them had their own thoughts, the battle on the battlefield was still taking place.

Two spear phalanxes continued to advance forward.

The killing like a slaughterhouse made everyone in the Flower Tribe frightened and faintly reached the verge of collapse.

Jianya, who was waiting for an opportunity, saw this and quickly sent his own army to the battlefield.

Although the formation of the spear soldiers on Linhe is not as neat as the main force, their joining seems to crush the last straw from the camel.

The Flower Tribe completely collapsed, gave up resisting the enemy, threw down its weapons and ran towards the rear, trying to get out of this hell-like place faster.

"Come back, come back to me!" Abahai roared angrily.

As the saying goes, the soldiers who were defeated like mountains and had already collapsed ignored his anger at all, but wanted to escape from here with fear on their faces.

"Chasing!" Wang Lang waved forward and said.

The cavalry lurking beside him saw the LCD victory on their side, holding spears, turning over the deer, and roaring at the defeated soldiers.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" Toto yelled.

The Fire Tribe, which preserved its strength, turned around and fled to the west as soon as the Flower Tribe collapsed. The speed of running was shocking.

With the addition of cavalry, these defeated soldiers were soon surrounded.

The soldiers of the Hua Tribe who had given up their resistance were crowded together in fear, looking at the enemies surrounding them.

"Chief, catch a big man."

The bark excitedly grabbed Abahai, who was ashamed, and kicked him to the ground, kneeling in front of Wang Lang.

Wang Lang just glanced at Abahai who was kneeling on the ground and said casually: "Take him and these people back to the tribe!"
Chapter completed!