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The deserted warriors like black oceans began to climb from the pile of corpses. Many people were accidentally tripped, but they never had the chance to get up again. The people behind them numbly stepped on them and continued to climb upwards. The screams and wails broke the dullness and silence of the team, but they shone with the screams from the shadows behind them.

For the coalition warriors, this battle was almost certain. Under the firepower attack of yesterday, there was no resistance at all. Even the iron man would be burned, so they felt that the preparation and hard work these days were worthless.

The coalition warriors did not know why they were fighting this battle. At the beginning, they were deceived by the superiors, thinking that the Tianzha tribe took the initiative to attack them. Although it was a bit exaggerated to attack 30,000 people, under the prestige of the leader, they wished to believe that there are tens of thousands of kien slaves waiting to die, and it is impossible for them to have combat missions from beginning to end, so they are bored.

The boring tribe warriors enjoyed killing the deserted people who didn't like. The large team of deserted people kept walking in front of them. They were like customers who were picking fruits in the supermarket, squinting their eyes to look at every deserted person who passed by. Once they found something they didn't like, they pulled it out and raised their swords in amid the shrill screams.

There is no specific standard for dislike. Those who are too old, too small, too weak, too strong, too ugly, too handsome, too hairless, or long hair. In short, it is a knife to feel unhappy.

This meaningless killing successfully ignited the deepest flame in the hearts of the deserted people, but they were bare-handed and the other party's metal armor. More tribal warriors gathered behind them. Countless crossbows did not aim at the mountain, but at the deserted people. In this shrill and miserable atmosphere, the deserted people finally climbed to the mountain of corpse.

Just when everyone thought that the overall situation was set, crossbow arrows poured down like raindrops on the hill, blocking the sky in a dark way, and counting them all. However, the deserted man at the front did not even have time to be surprised, and was pierced by crossbow arrows, like a target shot flying, flying backwards and smashing into the dense crowd below.

The sudden change surprised many coalition warriors. They did not expect that the Sky Claw Tribe was so tenacious and could stand up from the ruins of the destruction attack to fire crossbow arrows at them.

The frequency of crossbow arrows is so dense that there is almost no pause. Each crossbow arrow has never fallen out. There are too many deserted people below, and the deserted people are powerless under the attack of crossbow arrows, because they cannot see any of the Tianzha tribes that appear in front of them.

Rows of crossbows were continuous on the dark ground yesterday. Each crossbow arrow was quickly winding and waiting for launch. The peak was not covered at once. He knew that the way to exert the strongest firepower was to maintain a long-term fear shock.

The real battlefield will never determine the number of deaths. No matter how many deaths the other party dies, once they are approached, it will be a disaster for the Tianzha tribe, which has a few people. The number of bed crossbows is simply unfavorable than the attacking wasteland.

Therefore, Gaofeng divided the shooting batches according to the preparation time between the crossbow from the winding to the launch. The number of each time is only one-third or one-quarter of the total, but there is no minute free, just like getting wet in the rain. No matter how violent the rain is, as long as there is a little gap, people will have the idea that it will always pass.

It can be replaced by light rain. Even if the smallest drizzle is, as long as there is no gap, it will make people feel that the rain will never be over.

This is the case with the crossbow arrows in Beilong Canyon. Every crossbow arrow shot with parabola can always find the unlucky ghosts in the crowd. The deserted people are crowded at the foot of the mountain and leave no gap. Every second, someone dies tragically in front of him and behind him. No one knows when the crossbow arrows will pierce them.

The invisible enemy is the most terrifying enemy. The deserted people are crowded in the crowd and have no chance to dodge. They can only helplessly look at the continuous crossbow arrows above their heads, and let out a shrill and desperate wail. The wailing sounds roared out from millions of people at the same time, forming a wave of sadness and craziness.

The deserted people were crying and wailing. The coalition warriors stopped killing the deserted people for fun. They stood farther and saw more clearly. If there were no such deserted people, they would have endured the endless fallen arrows.

Every minute, people climbed up the mountain and rushed towards the dense crossbow in despair. The crossbow was easily penetrated by the flat-shooting crossbow, like a bird with folded wings, flying backwards. Even if someone was lucky enough to be pierced, they could not pass through the fortress and trenches in front of the crossbow arrows.

Gao Feng used trench-style defense on the top of the mountain. It was even more difficult for the deserted people to rush through the trenches. The trenches were all the most elite warriors. Although there were not many people, they were all well-equipped and killed countless powerful people. They also had powerful weapons such as Scottish Longbow and Yuantu Crossbow. The deserted people with bare hands had no chance to rush to the front of them, and were shot to the ground one after another.

If the coalition forces sent out the most elite heavy-armed warriors, or God-Selected Warriors, this defense line would probably not last long, but they did not, wishful thinking, the deserted people would always consume the arrows of the Tianzha Tribe.

They didn't know that Gao Feng's most important thing was not the individual combat effectiveness of the troops, but the logistics reserve materials. The more materials, the more fulfilling his heart. Countless healing medicines and golden masks were exchanged for huge amounts of materials. These materials were not thrown in the warehouse and waited for mold. They all turned into weapons according to Gao Feng's orders.

Under the command of the peak, the launch of the bed crossbow was always neither hurry nor slow. Even though more and more deserted soldiers rushed up, the previous frequency was still maintained and the launch was slow, which not only maintained the continuous delivery of firepower, but also minimized the mechanical loss of heavy weapons such as bed crossbows.

On the fortress, hundreds of yellow warriors were thrown inside, and the fortress under them was completely sealed. Once the fortress fell, they would die without a burial place. In this case, they had no other way except to fight. They threw guns one by one like raindrops, causing bloody storms among the deserted people.

Whenever a deserter wants to pick up the gun and return like before, he suddenly finds that the gun has broken two pieces. This is another improvement of Gaofeng. After polishing the gun head, it becomes weak and thin. Once the gun head is hit by external force, it will break

It is not difficult to polish the gun with an automatic grinding wheel. This workshop-style equipment that polishes the gold mask has achieved the greatest success in pitching guns. The deserted people can do nothing except yelling with the broken gun.

The defenses of the two hills are similar. Gao Feng and Tan Zi presided over the other one. The first wave of deserted warriors suffered heavy losses in the continuous throwing of crossbow arrows. Many people did not even have the courage to move forward, and the crowd was no longer dense. One by one, the blank space was the piles of corpses.

In addition to the corpses, there are also corpses. The corpses of the deserted people are increasing continuously among the deserted people. This is a desperate battle.

Under the death barrier formed by the two hills, the deserted people finally rushed towards the entrance of the canyon under strong pressure.

At the beginning, both the deserted and the coalition warriors regarded the entrance of the canyon as a death trap. No matter who rushed into the canyon, they would be attacked by two hills, with almost no dead corners, but at this moment, no one could care about it.

But they didn't know how much sacrifice Gao Feng made to seal the valley entrance. Almost 50% of the purified cypress essential oils were used here. All gold ore of all sizes were burned and collapsed, but there was still a layer of slow blue flame burning in the middle of the ore.

When the first wave of deserted people blindly rushed into the entrance of the valley, just like those pioneers of the deserted people yesterday, they were quickly rolled on the ground with scorching scorching. Many people stepped on their companions' bodies and continued to move forward, like a rolling carpet of human bodies, paving a road at the entrance of the valley.

The barrier at the entrance of the valley is not tall. There is a dazzling yellow light shining between the various burnt and loose rocks. It is more than six meters high, as if it can be crossed in an instant, but no one expected that this was the biggest death trap.

On the continent paved with human bodies, the deserted people shouted and rushed blindly towards the hope that arises in their hearts. When the first deserted man began to climb on the scorching rocks, it was like a flood that was released. Countless deserted people rushed towards this side. The first he climbed was already in a state of madness. The extreme fear made him only have the idea of ​​turning over.

It was this extreme emotion that made him lose all his senses and did not find that his limbs began to smoke. The flesh on his hands and feet kept falling off the burnt flesh while he climbed, but it was his numbness that gave countless deserted people behind him the illusion.

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