The tribal warriors and pro-slaves squeezed out spears one by one, or were nailed by spears. More and more people broke through the larger gaps. With the gaps, the black clawed tribal warriors, like stagnant water, scattered the gaps like tilted floods. When Gao Feng led people out of the gaps, the spear formation behind them was already in chaos.

At this moment, Huoya Ada looked at Gao Feng and shouted: "Let's run quickly, if you can run, you will run one..."

This is the way for tribal warriors to survive. No one thought of turning around and killing enough money. Since it has failed, we will never leave any thoughts and leave a useful body to leave a bit of vitality for the tribe.

Before Gao Feng could answer, he suddenly heard a fanatical cheer from the people of the desert, which made the offensive behind him become tough. The soldiers of the desert fought back against the enemy who had flowed out of the spear formation regardless of life and death. Even if they could not kill them, they would have to use their chests to block the main fanged sword to restrain the tribe warriors. What must have happened to make them so excited.

"No, we can't escape, we don't have water..." Gao Feng shouted at all the blood warriors who rushed out, terrifying them together. Yes, the three-day march would exhaust the water bags. He could not eat for three days, but not for three days without water...

"Go and pick up the Black Claw, he can win..." Ada, who had lost his teeth, raised his fanged knife suddenly and shouted hoarsely. Gao Feng pointed to the quiet area of ​​the darkness and shouted: "Let's go and copy their nest..."

The deserted tribe is like a dazzling torch in the fire, dazzling in the darkness. The roar of the peak surprised all the tribe warriors and pro-slaves. Isn’t this a trap?

"Even if they can't escape, they will burn their food and let them bury us..." Gao Feng used a simpler reason to convince these stubborn guys that they could not survive without water, but without food, the deserted tribes could not survive. Under this extreme thought of dying together, everyone roared at the same time, and even the slaves and the servants were aroused to death.

Leaving the warriors who were still fighting behind, Gao Feng, a team of more than 100 people, marched into the darkness. Gao Feng would not tell them that he guessed that the troops of the Wilderness Tribe were empty. If the Wilderness Tribe had enough troops, it would not fire incendiary bombs. He would use the Wilderness Warriors to restrain the Black Claw Tribe, and then the ambushed warriors behind surrounded him. At that time, no one could escape except the Black Claw.

This is the only flaw exposed by the Wasteland Tribe, but it was keenly captured by Gao Feng. Although Gao Feng could figure it out in an instant, it would not take a moment to understand these rash men with lower IQ than muscles, so he needed another excuse.

More than a hundred people evacuated from the battlefield wilderness without flares and search radars, and the deserted people also lost their targets. They were not in a hurry, but just focused on surrounding and killing the surrounded tribal warriors behind them. They knew that without water, no one in the wilderness could escape death.

Gao Feng, with more than a hundred miscellaneous soldiers, bypassed a huge arc and launched an attack from the slanting back of the Wilderness Tribe. The Wilderness Tribe attracted attention by an unprecedented victory. The rear was extremely empty. After the fences were pushed down, countless tents were ignited by flames, illuminating the entire night sky.

Everyone was crazy. They killed all the creatures they could see, whether they were two legs or four legs. The tribe was left with the chenu and women. They fled wildly in the killing of more than a hundred people. There was only one direction they fled, and the hottest place to fight.

Gao Feng led people to chase these panic crowds intentionally or unintentionally, but when he was about to catch up, he shouted to burn everything. Under his control, the entire tribe was driven out of the camp and rushed into the battle crowd in front of him, looking for warriors who could shelter them.

Just like the initial wave of incendiary bombs suppressed the morale of the Black Claw Tribe, these panicked crowds also had a serious blow to the deserted tribe. The fighting deserted people did not know what happened to the tribe, but turned their heads and saw a tent ignited, and thousands of sharp and long horned horns rushed out of the army. Even the clumsy and huge earth lizard rushed out of the tribe and ran towards them.

It was in chaos and completely chaotic. The entire battlefield was in chaos. The beasts running around were the most precious wealth of the deserted people, but they watched them lose in the dark. Many deserted soldiers even gave up fighting and wanted to chase these precious domestic animals. The women and the Kinu were like headless flies, ramming around on the battlefield. Under their impact, the deserted soldiers could not ruthlessly wield their swords to kill them, and were dispersed and mixed among these people to follow the flow.

Whether it is the encirclement or the strangle formation, they are all in chaos. The tribe warriors and the deserted warriors are entangled together to fight each other, either two or three, three or five, or one tribe warriors fight against three or five deserted warriors, or more than a dozen tribe warriors siege and kill seven or eight deserted warriors. In short, they can no longer achieve the advantages and pressure of the previous formation.

The wave of warriors behind Gao Feng who thought they were bound to die captured the entire tribe with zero casualties, making them feel like they were dreaming. Gao Feng whipped the dull guys with his spear and shouted loudly: "Top the fireballs, throw all the fireballs..."

No one understood Gao Feng's idea. The warriors in front were entangled with the deserted people. If they threw them out, they might hit their own heads, but Gao Feng didn't need them to think. He whipped their strong muscles and continued to shout: "If you want to win, throw them out, if you want to win..."

"Win!!!" Everyone was shocked at the same time. This was a noun that was infinitely far away from them. Just now, they even gave up their plan to go back alive. Not to mention winning, even if they died together was a gift from God, but at this moment, Gao Feng said to them, win?

"Come and help me, Genzi, buck teeth, crooked mouth..." Kuoya first realized that Gao Feng could take him to survive the sandstorm, and he was a person with great ability. Gao Feng said that if he could win, he would definitely win. Why do you think so much? In his greetings, the attendants who had learned combat skills from childhood to adulthood were first busy and clumsy to get these things up.

"Help, why are you standing there? Don't want to go back alive?" Ada, who had lost his teeth, jumped up and shouted at the others. Compared to winning this illusory thing, going home alive ignited the flames in everyone's hearts. Whether it is a tribal warrior or a slave, their home is in the Black Claw Tribe, and going back alive is their biggest obsession at the moment.

It was a bit difficult for more than a hundred people to control ten trench machines, but each of them used the strength to put down the throwing poles and tighten them, and then lit fireballs and put them out.

Under the control of this group of non-professional people, none of the fireballs released were formal, and they were in all directions. At least half of them fell into the darkness next to the battlefield, illuminating more and more darkness and making the entire battlefield even more chaotic.

Gao Feng thought very simply. The fireballs that the tribe warriors were not one or two. There were no lice or itchy, and there was no worry about debt. But for the deserter, if there was no weapon on his head, it would be more harmful to morale. He wanted to attack the morale of the deserter and to pull the combat power of both sides to the same level.

The messy fireball has an amazing effect, which makes the warriors fighting against the double rebels curse in their hearts at the same time. The moment before, they were still falling to the head of the deserted man, and the next moment, they were like tribal warriors falling on the head. In order to avoid the fireball, the soldiers of both sides collided together. When they were dodged, they joined forces. After they avoided, they fought fiercely like killing their father's enemies.

There were countless cheons and women walking on the battlefield. They jumped around like panic rabbits. When they met tribe warriors, they were chopped off. When they met deserted people, they had to hesitate for a moment, and then they washed away their warriors, allowing tribe warriors to chase after them and kill them endlessly.

At the center of the battlefield, fireballs passed by the night sky and fell not far away to explode with hot fire. However, the two people in the middle never moved. They were the Black Claw and the Night Demon. The Night Demon initially stared at the Black Claw with a mocking and sarcastic look, trying to use the general momentum to defeat the Black Claw's defense line in order to easily solve the opponent. So when he and Black Claw were standing at the center, they ignited the cheers of the deserted people, but the subsequent war turned sharply, making his heart anxious.

Black Claws were like a lion standing in front of a brown bear, and Yin Han's eyes always maintained a strong murderous intent. As long as Ye Mo moved, he launched the strongest attack. As Gao Feng imagined, Black Claw wished that the frequency of the fireball would be higher and the number of it would fall was higher. No matter what, he finally stood firm on the general trend and would not be suppressed by Ye Mo again.

"Surrender or die, you are betrayed, and even if you go back, the Black Claw Tribe will no longer exist..."

Ye Demon is strong and cold, and has the hobby of appreciating others' pain, but he is not pure benzene. If he can solve it in words, he will not take any risks.

"I know I've been betrayed, but..." Black Claw was not as panicked as Ye Demon thought, showing a hint of sarcasm, and said halfway. He turned his head and looked at the burning tribe and continued: "I am Black Claw. As long as I am, it's a tribe. If the woman is gone, you can steal your woman. If the child is gone, I can have a child with your woman..."

"Ah, you're looking for death..." Ye Mo was so angry that his soul left his body. With his roar, layers of dark cuticles emerged from under his skin, instantly covering his whole body, like a human-shaped beast in crocodile skin, with only two scarlet eyes and the mouth of big yellow teeth still exposed.

"You are the one who dies." Black Claw suddenly shouted. The black claw, which was twice as big as before, was almost half the size of his body, suddenly pierced the sand beneath his body, suddenly lifted up the sand and stones the size of a bathtub, and smashed towards the Night Demon.

The rising sand and dust splashed at the foot of Ye Demon. The Ye Demon rushed straight towards the black claw like an instantly accelerated shell, shattering the huge sand and stone with one punch. The scattered sand and stone instantly swept him in. Before he could rush out, a breeze blew, and Ye Demon suddenly raised his arm to block his eyes.

"Crack squeak..." The huge claws grabbed Ye Demon's arm, digging away layers of stratum corneum, and then pulled it hard. The ghost-like black claws approached instantly, and kicked Ye Demon's chin with one kick.

The Night Demon is a shelter, so he naturally has the means and experience of shelter. Before the kick was hit by him, he suddenly waved his arms and threw the black claws up, then swung it violently, slamming the black claws to the ground, and lifting his foot to death.

The black claws fell lightly seven or eight meters away, and because of inertia, they continued to take three steps back before stopping. Although he saw the opportunity early and released it in time, Ye Demon's power was too great, which made him suffer a little.

"You can't hurt me, I can kill you..." Ye Mo let out a smug roar, and rushed towards the black claws fiercely like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. The black claw's face became cold and serious, and its body flashed, like a ghost shadow wandering around Ye Mo's side, and one claw pierced into Ye Mo's ear hole...

"Get out, fly..." Ye Mo paused his heels, and his seemingly clumsy body turned nimblely. He lowered his head and hit the claws. The claws zipped and broke a claw blade. The black claws used this huge impact force, like a piece of paper floating backwards, but his painful cheeks showed how much impact the broken claw blade had on him.
Chapter completed!