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Chapter 165 Cold

He flew with a whizz, and was so bloody.

The barbarians were caught off guard.

I never thought that they were not afraid, but instead aroused their ferocity.

At first, several people actually pulled open the leather armor on their upper body, exposed their burly chests, and knocked on the vine shield on their blade, rushing faster.

The barbarian tribes have always lacked iron tools and are not good at casting, so they cannot make any decent weapons.

A heavy stick tied with iron nails is a mace, and the animal skin is wrapped to protect yourself.

However, relying on his fierceness and strength, his combat power is not weak at all.

Not only did these barbarian soldiers hold the shiny long iron sword, but the leather armor was more exquisitely crafted. They were obviously warriors among the barbarians, and they rushed over with crossbow arrows, with a terrifying momentum.

If it were ordinary soldiers, they might have fled without fighting.

However, this situation is a joke in the eyes of the crossbow guard.

If you are brave, you will be brave. There is no formation. You are just rushing around. Some people are fast and some are slow, scattered and sparse, and cannot put them into full and continuous pressure.

A group of crossbow guards were shooting leisurely, and several people were not able to aim at it after getting on the string, and their heads were constantly snatched by their companions.

There were only less than twenty people, and hundreds of barbarian soldiers were blocked a hundred steps away, piled up a pile of corpses, most of which could not be reached by step.

No matter how sturdy you are, you are afraid of death. The large number of crossbow arrows are enough to calm any hot head.

The barbarian finally remembered that he still had a shield, so he quickly raised the shield and walked forward.

The vine shield soaked with tung oil is strong and tough, with a cone shape, so you can wear a head as a hat to cover the rain.

Once the weapon is cut, it will bounce away due to the arc of the shield surface. Normal people cannot cut it out at all, and they will even bounce back to injure themselves.

To prevent fire attack, a layer of wet and greasy mud is usually applied.

This group of barbarian soldiers who were busy plundering the people obviously had no time to do this.

When the bow and crossbow guards saw it, they actually dared to play vine shields in front of them~

The two immediately threw out tincture oil, but did not rush to ignite the fire. A group of people ran to tear down the stall next to them, wrapped the cloth strips with wooden boards and threw them into the spread tincture oil.

They also deliberately let go of the fastest barbarian soldiers, seized the opportunity to shoot fire arrows when there were too many people.

A shrill scream that broke through the sky suddenly came from the air. More than a dozen people rushed around like headless flies, and a smell of meat floated over and over again.

The few barbarians who rushed over were stunned and stopped.

Several crossbow guards sneered around.

The rest of the people were busy looking for all the combustible things nearby, and they didn't rush to throw them into the fire. After all, the turmeric oil and burning materials were limited. Although the barbarians were not stupid, they would not rush into the fire.

The barbarians on the opposite side indeed stopped charging, jumped and roared for a while, and suddenly separated from both sides.

Nearly a hundred untidy and crying women were pushed out by fiercely.

A tall barbarian in particular dress danced with a heavy mace that looked like hell, roaring and pointed forward, driving the women to the forefront and rushing to the sea of ​​fire.

Even though the women couldn't understand what he was saying, they could understand what this meant, and of course they refused to move forward.

With a dull and heavy sound, an old girl was hit hard by a mace, and her body flew up like straw, hitting several women next to her. Seeing that most of her head was gone, she would definitely not be able to survive.

The noisy cry suddenly stopped.

Anyone who is in this situation will involuntarily forget to breathe and can hear his heartbeat resound throughout the cranial cavity.

The barbarians also started to use their hands, slashing and smashing their swords and sticks, and flying flesh and blood, driving the women forward like sheep, and they followed behind.

The group of crossbow guards fell silent instead, silently cut the captured barbarians and pushed them aside to bleed, and then looked at the leader together.

The leader was the young man who was scolded by the wind and sand just now. He was not old and his lips seemed to have not faded. His expression was extremely calm and calm.

He looked around for a while and ordered, "You guys stay here, don't be ruthless, and the others will follow me to the room."

The eyes that were pointed at the point showed sadness, and still held the heavy crossbow tightly and nodded resolutely.

At this time, the woman at the forefront was approaching the fire wall and refused to move forward no matter what she said. However, she could not withstand everyone's push from behind and involuntarily got closer and closer to the fire wall.

Crying turns into wailing, begging turns into verbal abuse, and the sounds make people heart-wrenching.

The leader of the crossbow guard who had already climbed up the roof forcibly ignored the miserable situation on the street, covered his body with the eaves, and sneaked from the rooms on both sides to the opposite side.

If the barbarians hadn't driven away these poor women, he wouldn't have dared to take such risks.

After all, they are slow women. If they were replaced by a group of barbarian soldiers rushing towards them, they would immediately find that there was something wrong with the number of people.

A group of crossbow guards thought they would encounter trouble on the roof, for example, they put two people on the high ground to keep watch, but they were almost approaching, and the barbarian soldiers had not noticed them yet.

The leader carefully looked at the head, then reached out and made a few gestures.

The crossbow guards on both sides silently untie all the tincture oil on their bodies and stared at his hands together.

As his fingertips suddenly scratched, more than a dozen fire cups were thrown high.

When the slaughter is heard, the turbulent oil tank may hit people or the ground.

Especially the strong man with maces was most hated by everyone, and almost all of them were thrown at him, and the tincture was hit by tinder oil on his head, shoulders, and even on the maces.

This guy was stunned for a moment, his face was covered with sticky tinea oil, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He subconsciously waved his baton, which made the barbarian soldiers around him cry and howl.

"Ignite~Shoot!"

There was a loud uproar, and the fire wall suddenly rose high, and as the turmeric oil overflowed, it quickly spread into a sea of ​​fire.

The crossbow guards were overjoyed, but they really didn't expect it to be so smooth.

The leader was determined to look into the sea of ​​fire for a while, and ordered to the left and right: "You three go back to report the news, the bandit leader is dead." He then shouted to the opposite side: "I'm warned, you go down to save people."

The wind and sand were reported but they didn't believe it at all.

The barbarians in the town said at least a thousand people, just kill the leader with less than twenty of them?

Soon, several crossbow guards protected nearly a hundred untidy women and ran to the dock and squeezed into the speedboat desperately.

Fengsha thought for a while and ordered: "Walking to the dock, except the sword servant, all the bow and crossbow guards will get off the ship to eliminate the remaining enemies. In addition, catch me a few tongues who can speak humans."

Yun Benzhen couldn't help but persuade: "It's too dangerous to dock."

Fengsha nodded and said, "I know, so I have to dock."

Yun Ben was stunned when he heard it.

Fengsha ignored her and turned to the crossbow guards who were ecstatic on the deck, and said coldly: "You are going to be crazy, I will accompany you crazy, but this is only once. I don't have the skill to save them all the way, and you can't save them either, do you understand?"

The bows and crossbow guards were happy and moved, and they were shocked.

Fengsha sighed secretly, these guys obviously didn't understand the situation.

The barbarians must have been raging all the way, and now it is just the beginning.

He had more than a hundred people in his ship, and he would not even have a sound of water. This time he was lucky, but next time it would not be possible.

He would have no ability to do anything, and he would ignore it if he could not even have such enlightenment or coldness. If he had not even had this little enlightenment or coldness, he would have died long ago.
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