Chapter 506

Lanling has experienced many wars, including hundreds of thousands of super wars.

However, when the ten thousand troops of the wild horse tribe rushed up, he still felt a shock.

Because this represents not only 10000 troops, but also 10000 lives.

Obviously, the foreign army where Lanling is located is not lucky. The main attack direction of the YEMA tribe is actually this 500 meter stockade.

Of course, maybe it's not bad luck, but the persimmon of the YEMA tribe. They know that the strength of the foreign army is the weakest and the easiest to attack.

800 foreign army brothers are very calm, because in the wild world, tribal conflicts are quite common.

However, as the army of the Mustang tribe approached, their breathing was still getting short and their whole body began to tense.

"BAM Bang Bang..."

The drums roared and the dust splashed.

The fierce wild horse tribe army is getting closer and closer. At first, they just walk in order, and then they start to run after them.

The soldiers in front were all Hercules with a huge shield in their hands.

These shields are made of wood, stone and iron.

But without exception, these shields are very large, more than two or three meters, protecting many soldiers behind the shields.

Different from Lanling's imagination, these barbarian armies did not rush up in droves, and then began to kill and chop.

The vast majority of the soldiers were hiding behind the shield wall in order to advance quickly and forcefully.

One kilometer away

800 meters

500 meters

In fact, this distance is the effective killing range of Lanling's bow and arrow.

But he can't shoot without orders!

The highest commander of the whole battlefield is Constantine, while the front-line commander of the foreign army is Du Yan!

"Ready!"

Du Yan pulled out his sword and yelled.

All of a sudden, the 800 foreign troops bent their bows and arrows in order, and the 5000 qimeila tribal army defending the outer wall of the village all bent their bows and arrows and pointed at the sky.

Although it is from a high position, it still needs to be thrown at this time. If it is direct, it will block the enemy's huge shield.

The bows of the barbarian tribes are both advanced and backward.

First of all, it is far less accurate than the bow of the human kingdom, its workmanship is relatively rough, and its materials are relatively primitive.

However, the strength of the bow is far higher than that of the human kingdom, because the wood used to make the bow in the wild world is much better, and the tendon used as the bow string is much stronger than that of the human kingdom.

The Horde army continued to charge.

The distance is 400 meters.

The distance is 300 meters.

"Let go

Du Yan roared fiercely and cut off his sword.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

Eight hundred foreign army brothers, the arrow rain shoots out neatly.

Five thousand soldiers of the chimera tribe shot out their arrows neatly.

This kind of projection is completely random, and the hit rate will not be very high.

This is to shoot at a high speed to connect dozens of arrows into an arc.

And then

"Pa pa pa pa pa..."

As they fall, the thirty arrows disperse according to their respective trajectories.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

It's easy. Every arrow hits one target.

Every arrow goes directly into the front door, penetrates into the brain, and blows directly into the head.

For a moment, the chief of the Mustang tribe was totally shocked!

This, this lethality is totally against the sky!

Too, so amazing!

Who the hell is this?

Before he had finished his fright, the next wave of arrows came again.

The arrows formed a beautiful arc in the air, and then smashed down in accordance with their respective tracks.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Blood shot, once again, through the face of each target, dozens of soldiers fell to the ground again.

It's over 95 percent.

Only occasionally, when a soldier suddenly falls and bumps, can the arrow lose its mark.

The shooting rate of the rain of arrows shot from the chimera tribe is very low. After all, there are only 5000 archers. The density of the arrow rain is far from enough. The hit rate is 2% and 3% is good.

However, the arrow against the sky takes dozens of people's lives every time!

"Father, who is this? He is a killing machine in the battlefield."

After the wild horse tribal chief was shocked, he was extremely distressed.

The rebellious Archer shot dozens of people every few seconds. According to this method of death, the loss was enough to let him bleed.

"Go, go, go..." Wild horse tribe chief crazy roar!……

The scene just now seems very long.

In fact, it's only two minutes. After all, it's only 300 meters away.

Because the shield Hercules in the front of the YEMA tribe can finish the 300 meter distance in more than two minutes and rush to the first village wall of the chimera tribe.

In these two minutes, Du Yan shot through nearly 50 shields and killed more than 70 enemy troops.

This record is proud enough.

Before that, Lanling won two duels before the war and gained 23 heads of merit.

It seems to Du Yan that he has crushed Lanling several times.

However, only the chief of the YEMA tribe knew how many people Lanling had killed.

God damn it!

Originally, according to his estimation, the final charge of 300 meters, at most, was 500 or 600 casualties, which was amazing.

But in fact? Thousands of people were killed and more than half of them were written by the rebellious shooter.

In just two minutes, the madman shot and killed hundreds of people.

"I'll see who you are? I must tear you to pieces Wild horse tribal chief roars.

"Bang..."

With a loud bang, the shield Hercules of the wild horse tribe rushed to the first village wall of the chimera tribe, with a fierce impact.

Suddenly, the whole wall of the village was shaking.

Then, countless wild horse tribe warrior, tide general climb up.

And behind the walls of the village, all the soldiers of the chimera tribe drew out their swords in order.

The battle has entered the most bloody stage, close combat!

"Whoosh, whoosh..." Lanling shot another 30 arrows and killed dozens of people.

Now, the chief of the Mustang tribe saw clearly, and it was the most beautiful face again.

In his first duel, he defeated his Berserker.

The second duel scared away dozens of his horses, which made the wild horse tribe fail for the first time in the cavalry's fight.

At this time, he shot and killed hundreds of people in the Mustang tribe in two minutes.

"Again, it's you again!" The chief of the wild horse tribe roared and said, "I must tear you to pieces!"

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