Apocalyptic Dark Age

"Let them eat him. If not, I will kill them all..."

Gao Feng pointed at Haru on the ground and said seriously to Shupizi. Before Shupizi could reply, Haru, who had fainted, let out a wail, jumped up from the ground and pushed his way into the crowd. Before he could rush in, the militiamen pounced on them like hungry tigers. General threw him to the ground, bit Haru's nose, pulled it off suddenly, crushed it to pieces without blinking, and swallowed it in front of Gao Feng.

A chill suddenly shot up along Gao Feng's spine. He was frightened by the bloody scene in front of him. Before he could recover, the militiaman like a mad dog had bitten Haru's neck and tore at it crazily. No one stopped him. , no one was willing to step forward and pull them away, not even Gao Feng. He shouted out overwhelming hatred from the militiamen, like a dark cloud shrouding the two of them, one biting madly, the other screaming heartbreakingly, with inhuman eyes. The clarity is crazier than the wild beasts.

Finally, both of them died. One was bitten to death while the other choked to death with the swallowed flesh and blood stuck in his throat. The two bloody corpses fell in front of Gao Feng. Gao Feng's eyes drifted away. Go down to the surprised and frightened indentured slaves.

"Bury them all. Let's go to Mantou to settle this debt..."

After Gao Feng finished speaking, he turned around and headed towards the wall without looking back. His murderous intention towards Man Tou filled his heart. He had never realized that Man Tou could be so heartless before. His actions were specifically designed to challenge the bottom line of human nature. Let him Gao Feng wished he could be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

Gao Feng didn't know that the real culprit was Haru, who was bitten to death. If he knew what Haru had done, he would never be allowed to die again.

The indenture was just an episode in the march of the troops. The poles had already led the large troops to gather in front, and the huge formation was spread out in front of the wall, facing the last troops.

There are still more than 15,000 troops on Mantou's side, which is roughly the same as Gao Feng's, in terms of quantity and quality. The only difference is that Gao Feng's team is more rigorous, while the opponent's team is like ducks gathered together, dark and dense. One piece, seemingly neat, but actually scattered and intertwined, with no boundaries at all.

Mantou's team was divided into two. One part was stationed on the several-kilometer wall, about 8,000 people. The rest gathered under the wall and relied on the wall to defend. I don't know if Mantou had his head stabbed by a donkey. He was kicked and even made the ridiculous move of dividing his troops.

At least in the eyes of the pole and the peak, it is full of absurdity. Dozens of huge catapults are lined up on the wall, which can easily throw fireballs hundreds of meters away, but so what? Even if it were replaced by dozens of cannons, they wouldn't have much effect on a battlefield of tens of thousands of people. What's more, there is the Sky Claw tribe on the opposite side of the wall. As long as they are processed on both sides, they will be attacked from both sides.

In addition to the large army, there is another kind of people on the edge of the battlefield, the same number of more than 10,000 wilderness women and children, including the women and children of the Huang Jian tribe who came from the southern wilderness. They are all concentrated in the Di Jian tribe, crowding the tribe. It was full, even the two hills next to the tribe were filled with people like dealers, with only a few desert warriors defending.

They could be said to have been abandoned by Man Tou, or they were used as bait. As long as Gao Feng captured the Diji tribe, Man Tou would dare to lead troops to attack from behind Gao Feng, but Gao Feng would not be so stupid, so he led the team there in an upright manner. The wall is one kilometer away.

Even one kilometer away, you can vaguely see the gap in the middle of the wall, frozen by thousands of corpses. Seeing the gap, many militiamen looked ugly, not angry, but fearful. The corpses were like monuments on their heads. , making people remember his cruelty and fear. Cruel and violent people are always scary, so letting them fight against such guys makes them feel mentally weak.

Not to mention others, just the white tigers around Gao Feng began to tremble in their legs, and Ripizi was so frightened that he couldn't even stand up. The white energy of countless people spread over the square formation, forming a miracle, with a one-kilometer construction site as the center. In the center, two huge white fogs formed.

In the mist, Gao Feng rode a hunting wolf to the center of the battlefield. Looking at the dark crowd on the opposite side, he wanted to find Man Tou, but after searching for a long time, only the strong warrior leaders raised their weapons to challenge him. Mantou himself was not seen, and no one knew what Mantou wanted to do.

When Gao Feng decided to send troops, he knew that the overall situation was decided. All he feared was Man Tou's numerical advantage. Man Tou himself was not proficient in strategy. When Gao Feng cut off his retreat, he had only two choices, either to counterattack. At the peak, in a desperate attempt, either abandon all burdens and retreat to the central wilderness, or else Mantou will never have a chance to make a comeback.

The queue was brewing with fighting emotions in the confrontation. Gao Feng walked slowly back and forth in the center of the battlefield. After experiencing the initial anger, the desert warriors on the opposite side began to feel dull and depressed. Gao Feng appeared on the battlefield riding a hunting wolf. Having a full head but never going up, morale was unintentionally affected.

Gaofeng walked around for a few times, but felt it was boring, so he turned back to the queue, nodded to the pole, and the pole turned around and walked into the middle of the team to get busy.

Not long after, small carts were pushed out from the queue one by one. The small carts were equipped with simple iron loudspeakers. The loudspeakers looked strange to the deserted people, and their hearts lifted up involuntarily. There was also movement on the wall. A huge catapult began to wind up, and the ignited fireball raised thick black smoke and rose above the wall.

The carts were not delivered to the center line, but were lined up not far in front of the formation. One by one, carefully selected militiamen walked to the loudspeakers in front of the carts. Under the supervision of the elite warriors around them, they stood firm and Go to the big trumpet in front of you.

"Cheer up..." Pole put his hands behind his back, and his armor was making noise. He looked at the helpless militiamen and shouted loudly, asking them to all clamp their anus tightly, fearing the menacing-looking pole. Notice yourself.

"Just shout as I taught you yesterday. If anyone doesn't shout well, see how I deal with him..."

The pole stared with bull's-eye eyes, especially the skinless right side of his face. The eyeballs were high and bulging, squeezed out into a semicircle and about to bulge out of the sockets. Many people did not even dare to take another look.

"Don't believe it, the people on the other side can definitely hear it. This is a treasure specially made by adults. No one is allowed to break it. Just shout it at the loudest voice. I am here to listen..."

The pole walked to a big loudspeaker, and there were fingers tapping on the iron sheet. The militiamen standing next to the pole couldn't bear the pressure brought by the pole. They took a deep breath and moved their mouths like buns, and their chests were also filled with inhalation. It swelled up into a deformed form, and then he leaned in front of the trumpet and shouted loudly:

"The person on the other side, can you hear me? It's me!!!"

This unprecedented roar passed through the loudspeaker, sweeping through the open field like a thunderstorm, and echoed repeatedly between the two armies. It was not only heard by Gao Feng, but also heard more clearly on the other side, and even the militiamen shouting could hear it. It was clear that the pole was stunned. Gao Feng didn't let them experiment before because it was too noisy, but now it was terrible when they tried it, almost like thunder.

"You can really hear it..." The deserters on the opposite side reacted to the huge roar. Tens of thousands of people occupied a place wider than the distance between the two armies, and a large part of the deserters began to commotion. There was a commotion in one place, and there was a commotion everywhere. Even if the deserters who didn't hear it saw others commotion, they started to be confused.