Apocalyptic Dark Age

"Great Elder, should we take action..."

Zhanzi's face was full of murderous intent, his fingers kept rubbing on the handle of the fang knife, and his ferocious eyes were so hot that anyone who saw them could not help but turn away.

Gao Feng frowned and stared at the deserted people in the distance who were rushing towards him excitedly, without nodding. The deserted people who were several kilometers away were not in his eyes, but what about the nearly two thousand people below? This is the dilemma in Gao Feng's heart.

Some of the people below hurriedly ran to the mountain behind, while others knelt on the ground and begged to the peak. Some even shouted out that they wanted to be indentured slaves. These beggings received no sympathy. Each of the tough tribal warriors raised their chins proudly. , looking down at the group of people at the foot of the mountain, there was only contempt in his eyes.

"Don't worry about them, just start pushing things down..." Zhan Zi looked at the logs and rolling stones piled up on the hills on both sides, looking ready to move. The deserted man was a stone hanging in everyone's heart. He had been worried all day long, and now he finally When I arrived, I felt a little anxious.

"We can't ignore it..." Gao Feng shook his head and said, his eyes scanning the faces of the people below. If he ignored it, it would be inevitable that these people would become angry and betray the information here. At least those in the back mountain would not be spared, but just like that Letting them in would indeed give them an advantage, which would make everyone feel unhappy.

"Uncle Ganzi, what do you think, let's have a fight?" A thought came to Gao Feng's mind, and he couldn't control it. He saw that the formation of the deserters was scattered, and long-distance attacks consume the most physical strength. If the deserters were to get closer, , even a dog would fall down from exhaustion. Besides, the desolate people are so arrogant when they fight against the wind. What if they turn around and give the desolate people a hard blow?

Gao Feng has always been preparing for the desert people. In his heart, the desert people are the enemy, but his purpose is not to defeat the desert people. Even if he kills more desert people, it is meaningless. The real purpose is to ensure the safety of the desert people. The safety of the Black Claw tribe, and the survival of thousands of people.

If the Desolate Man's goal is not the Fortress of Despair, Gao Feng is willing to communicate with the Desolate Man and give up some things to gain safety. However, he has already predicted that if he surrenders to the Desolate Man, he will definitely become a pile of corpses under the Fortress of Despair, so he is willing to persist on his own. .

The effect of the attack is not to kill, but to encourage the morale of those who stick to it. The most taboo thing about defensive warfare is that there is no foreign aid. Every day that you stick to it, your morale will be lower. The strongest fortress is not walls and equipment, it can only be The people who unite as one are united. This point has been elaborated more than once in the strategic defense in Gao Feng's mind.

Therefore, a victory is a good medicine to inspire people. Originally, they were not very afraid of Huangren, but they were not without the strength to fight.

"A fight?" Zhuangzi frowned, seeing the seriousness in Gao Feng's eyes, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and shouted: "You guys, do you dare to go down and fight? Fighting head-on like a man, not like a girl Just like us, hiding in high places and throwing stones..."

"Hoo... drink." The warriors roared in response, holding their weapons high like a forest bullying them on the top of a mountain. Two thousand men, whether they were slaves or warriors, at this moment, simultaneously burst out with soaring fighting spirit, regardless of whether they were black or black. The Claw Tribe or the Dirk Tribe, they are all men from the Western Wilderness, the poorest and most savage Wild West people.

"Throw the rope... and let these brave gerbil guys see what it means to be a real man..."

The gaping teeth came out from nowhere, and the muscles of the naked upper body were thick and thick. Two thick belts embedded with horns crisscrossed each other. At the center of his heart, he stared at the semicircular shield-like bronze mirror, which was bright. The huge fang knife was raised high to judge people. No matter how many new things Huoya accepted, he still showed his latent bravery during the battle.

With a "swish" sound, ropes covered with scars hung down from the overhanging wall of more than 30 meters and spread out on the ground, causing groups of wailing men to rush forward.

"Let go..." A murderous roar came from above. In the sound of whooshing through the air, dozens of black shadows like flying shuttles cut out screams in the crowd, and dozens of long arrows were shot with precision. Nails were stuck on the bodies of these people. Some people were shot directly, while some fell to the ground and struggled for their lives...

"Down..." The passage was cleared with sharp arrows, and no one paid attention to the frightened guys. The warriors who carried their weapons on their backs grabbed more than a hundred ropes and quickly slid to the ground, then drew out their weapons and gathered quickly. Together, all this should have been chaotic among the wilderness people, but here, there is a natural and coordinated flow, a bit more capable and leisurely.

"Great Elder, be careful..." The pole did not go down with Gao Feng. All defense supervision was arranged by him. He must stay here just in case. Gao Feng nodded, turned around and grabbed the rope...

A team of 800 people didn't look good among more than 2,000 men who were in chaos. The panicked guys didn't know what Gao Feng and the others were going to do, so they subconsciously moved away a little, but they didn't dare to leave too far. The fleeing crowd was still there. Converging towards this side, animals of all sizes were running among the crowd, and there was a lot of excitement.

Gao Feng looked at the frightened appearance of those people running with cold eyes. They might still have weapons in their hands, but they did not dare to turn around and fight against the desolate people. Even if their wives, children, and children kept falling behind and being overwhelmed by the desolate people, they did not even look at them. , countless materials are still behind, allowing the deserted people to harvest them with laughter.

These were a group of frightened guys. Gao Feng guessed that even they themselves had forgotten that they still had weapons in their hands. If they could remember, they would definitely throw them down to make themselves run faster.

When this group of cowards rushed forward and saw the closed canyon, they immediately fell to the ground and rolled over without getting up. They fell to the ground holding their heads and cried and wailed loudly. As for why they were so sad, no one paid attention to them.

Gao Feng's team always maintained a tight and moderate position. The shield bearers, spearmen, crossbowmen, and longbowmen all performed their duties, and there was no confusion. Huoya stood at the front, holding a fang knife and looking at it. He stared at the Huangren who were also panting with scarlet eyes. He was killed by the Huangren, so he hated the Huangren more than anyone else.

"Prepare..., prepare..." The Black Claw Warriors in the team roared loudly, staring intently at the approaching distance between the two sides, focusing on two things.

Behind the warriors, sixty Yuantu crossbows and forty Gaofeng-modified stepping crossbows were picked up one after another, aiming at the necks of the swordsmen and shieldmen in the front row, while the spearmen in the rear were chewing the sour wild meat in their mouths. The fruit secretes saliva in the mouth and relieves anxiety in the heart.

The deserted man came with great force, and the panicked crowd dispersed and ran in all directions where there was no deserted man, revealing the warriors who were waiting in formation. Gao Feng stood in the center, with a strange-looking rifle hanging on his shoulder. There were two holsters attached to his legs, and he was wearing a jacket's leather armor. There were countless small pockets on the chest and back, filled with magazines.

Gao Feng's equipment came from the underground man's equipment warehouse. There was no good stuff in the equipment warehouse as expected. There were some ammunition and a few guns. The guns were still broken. A rifle and a pistol were pieced together using gun parts. These things gave him the confidence to fight anyone. In addition, he also had a big killer weapon, a flint lighter that someone threw in the arsenal.

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