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Chapter 53: The Wasteland's Blood Waves, Drums and Thunder(1/2)

ps: Thanks to the book friend "Death Fanmaid" for his reward.

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Infantry attacked, grass till shattered, swords and soldiers met, shouting and clamoring.

The entire battlefield atmosphere was vividly rendered, and in a very short time, an unexpected and desolate melody formed.

"The warriors of the Golden Cat Tribe and the Shimiao Clan, rush to kill every man in the Leopard Tribe, have their noble women, and occupy their leopard hunting ground..."

The Golden Cat Tribe and the Shi Diao Clan are the first small tribe to bewitched by Lei Zhentian. They have long been coveting the beautiful hunting grounds of the Leopard Tribe for more than a day or two, but they did not expect that today, they would have the opportunity to turn the greed in their hearts into reality.

The total number of infantry in these two tribes is less than 20,000. The leopard tribe with 20,000 cannon fodder, in Lao Lei's eyes, the final result of this wave of attack seemed to be foreseeable.

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Under the urging of the war horn, 20,000 tribes of infantry were laid on the battlefield. In that visible world, from one end to another, the wilderness was shaking, sinking, and melting, and the infinite and vast space was shaking like the sea.

Twenty thousand infantrymen covered in gray all over their bodies. The shouts of their attack made the cold air immediately hot, the quiet sunshine immediately splashed, and the sleepy world immediately became excited!

Twenty thousand infantry gradually gathered into a thick gray python, as if to devour all the creatures in front of them.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The Muzhai of the Leopard Tribe immediately laid a row of huge rolling stones on the slope.

As the "bang" boulders passed by, countless gray waves of infantry attacking were crushed into meat paste. In the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with bloody and broken corpses.

This bloody scene extends all the way to the flat wasteland under the slope, all lying everywhere and all over the body.

However, in addition to the corpses with blood and blood, missing heads and broken limbs, there are more corpses with wooden spears and dense bone arrowheads.

"kill!--!"

The gate of the leopard tribe suddenly opened, and 30,000 leopard infantry, like waves, quickly swept through the terrified 20,000 cannon fodder.

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The Golden Cat Tribe and the Shi Diao Clan are not powerful wasteland tribes, and can even be described as weak.

Therefore, the corpses of 20,000 infantrymen did not make other tribe chiefs feel a little scared.

"Crow Infantry Preparation!—!"

"Black Bear Infantry Preparation!——!"

"Red Deer Infantry Preparation!——!"

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong...

The three powerful tribes joined forces, and the hundreds of waist drums from the Black Bear Tribe immediately made a heavy and compact roar.

The shocking sound collided on the flat wilderness and fell into the ears of people. There was no need to be afraid of the massacre just now. Every crow infantry, black bear infantry, and red deer infantry could only hear the rumbling, rumbling, and rumbling inspirational sounds in the hearts of every crow infantry, black bear infantry, and red deer infantry.

At the beginning of the attack, although the Crow Infantry and the Black Bear Infantry adhered to the Wasteland Tribes, once they charged, they would roar and whirlpool a large area without any formation or tactics.

But only from a single quality, it is obviously not comparable to cannon fodder like the Golden Cat Infantry and the Stone Miao Infantry.

Among them, especially the Black Bear Infantry, their fighting style will be desperate if they become ruthless. The Black Bear Infantry does not know how to think in advance, estimate or measure the strength of themselves and others. These fierce wilderness tribes can experience crazy happiness and intoxication during the battle.

Even though the rolling stones were pressed down and their companions were crushed like a forest, the black bear infantry still advanced silently, gloomyly, solemnly and bravely.

Lao Lei even saw with his own eyes that a black bear infantry with black pigment all over his body was suddenly hit by a stone, and his brain cracked, covering him all over. The black bear infantry's reaction actually licked his mouth with his tongue and his sticky liquid appeared on his arms. Not only did he not feel afraid, but he was even more afraid of death.

A true warrior dares to face the blood and face the bleak life!

Among the many tribes, the Black Bear Infantry is probably the only tribal warrior that Lei Zhentian admires. The only regret is that such a solemn tribal warrior died in battle like an idiot.

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After a large wave of 50,000 people attacked, the leopard tribe's arrowheads, rolling stones, rolling wood and other reserves seemed to have been used up.

At this point, the passage outside the leopard tribe was completely cut off.

Walking on countless traps and erecting a ladder from the south, it became the only entrance to attack the leopard tribe.

When more than a dozen tribes of tribes were rushing to flock toward each other, like refugees, the leopard tribe immediately became crowded under the high walls of the wooden village.

The first batch of wooden spears and bone arrows alone, and the tilting stones that kept falling devoured about 500 people.

After a while, with the leopard infantry shouting, eight huge rolling wood covered with barbed trees fell from above their heads, causing more than a thousand casualties.

The overthrown wooden ladder was the first time that it was again built on the village wall of the leopard tribe, and countless leopard infantry fell from a high place.

In the end, in a helpless manner, the leopard tribe lit the wooden wall and threw down several earth-made burning objects, causing the wood fire in that area to cover the sky, and the joint attacks of the three major tribes suffered heavy losses.

In addition to the Crow Chief, there were 10,000 reserve infantrymen, and the Black Bear infantry lost only one-third.

At this time, the three small tribal chiefs could only look at the corpses of the headless infantry soldiers on the wasteland, and stood there in a daze.

Originally, it was just to plunder the population of the leopard tribe and take a small advantage. Now, it was bewitched by the City of Glory and accidentally turned into a serious consequence that no small tribe could bear.

The tenacious resistance and sufficient combat preparations of the leopard tribe were beyond everyone's expectations.

"Crow Chief Watmo, Black Bear Chief Berg, what are you waiting for? The walls of the leopard tribe have collapsed and can no longer hold on. What are you waiting for?"

At this time, Lei Zhentian's voice was full of seductiveness, and then it came again.

The voice "The Leopard Tribe cannot hold on" fell into the ears of the Crow Chiefs and the Black Bear Chiefs again, looking extremely gloomy and terrifying.

Crow Chief Watmo and Black Bear Chief Berg were able to run a relatively powerful tribe, which shows that neither of them was easy to cheat.

As the battlefield situation became severe, the two tribe chiefs frowned slightly, and Zeng Heng's interlaced facial wrinkles were tightened together. Obviously, they would no longer believe Lao Lei's bewitching.

However, with the Shimiao Tribe and the Jinmao, all the infantrymen of small tribes were lost. They could not let go no matter what.

"The village wall of the leopard tribe has collapsed, the tribal warriors follow me!"

As the sound of wood collapse came from the wasteland. A small tribe like the Scorpion Tribe, which had not yet entered the battlefield, seemed to have seen a wonderful virgin, spreading two beautiful white reflective thighs to them. One by one, the chiefs started the tribal warriors behind them and rushed forward desperately.

Only the chief of the Crow Tribe and the chief of the Black Bear Tribe were still standing there, silent.

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Compared to those tribal chiefs whose minds were watered, there were probably only Lei Zhentian, Crow Tribe Chief and Black Bear Tribe Chief. The three of them understood what the collapse of the village wall of the leopard tribe meant.

...The bloody battle for nearly a day was in vain.

The leopard tribe only died 20,000, which means there are still 80,000 leopard people who will fight desperately in the gap.

One side is out of greed, the other side is to defend the home. Morale is to distinguish between the superiority and inferiority. If you are not careful, you may die with the other side.

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With the urging of the horn on the wasteland, the attacking waves gathered together as they saw, like a colorful python, rolling, entangled with another monochrome python.

When we look at the iron tools left on the battlefield, the elderly, women, children and children of the Leopard Tribe, they rushed to get the weapons left on the ground and joined the bloody battle to defend their homes.

Facing the tribal coalition equipped with iron tools, the tribal civilians rushed up to the leopard tribe as if they were hit and smashed; they immediately turned into blood-red rivers, and the blood dots flowed backwards...

There is no mercy on the battlefield, let alone justice.

History is always written by the winners. Today's bloody battle in the wastelands, in terms of momentum, is not as scattered as the Mongolian Western Expedition Army, and rockets are magnificent.

However, in terms of scale, nearly 200,000 people strangled each other under a wooden wall. The blood they shed was extremely exciting to see.

In order to give the smart-minded Chief Crow and Chief Black Bear to a reassurance and join the battlefield together, Lei Zhentian's fingers holding the steel sleeve and bolts "crackling". He sat upright on Qiongqi's back, and just waved his arm, and the two thousand dragon flames that were staying eight hundred meters away, immediately took action.

"Dragon Flame--"

With Lei Zhentian's indifferent voice, the Dragon Flame Edition quickly entered the battlefield and stopped five hundred meters away from the village wall.

Then he pulled the bowstring, and a wave of dense arrowheads quickly took off and fell into the rear of the leopard infantry.

The leopard infantry, and more leopard civilians, shouted and ran, and many fell down. Under the long-range shooting of the Dragon Flame, these strong leopard infantry attacked even forgot what they were doing.

Compared with the ordinary bows and arrows used by the Wasteland Tribes, this distance of long-range shooting is probably the only one they have seen in their lives.

roar----

Under the stare of the crow chief and the black bear chief, the demon tiger Qiongqi roared a roar that was shaking the sky and earth. Lei Zhentian on the carrier's back jumped up from the spot and hovered low above the two bloody battle lines.

Five cruel attributes are opened, the effect is: "A killing soul is as bright as the nerves of a beast, as white as the heart of a god, as bright as the dissolving hatred. As white as the sigh of frozen sneer. Treat all things as ants and blood as carnival.———The ruthless executioner!"

"The lowly reptiles, dirty ants! Today—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

With Lei Zhentian's hoarse and low voice, the demon tiger, which was more than five meters long, opened its mouth to the dense leopard head of the leopard man below, and spitted a white lightning.

Boom———

A black smoke pillar quickly ascended to the sky. At the gap less than one mile in diameter, three uneven charred black pieces were immediately blasted out. The leopard man's corpses piled up all over the ground like millet, and the blood also made the gap red.

Suddenly, many people were whining flames, and they only regretted that they gave birth to two less legs for themselves, threw down the weapons in their hands, and fled in the opposite direction regardless of everything.

Because of some limitation, Qiongqi's thunder and lightning seemed to be able to spray only once a day.
To be continued...
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