The enemy's slow reaction made the kitten a little surprised. He originally thought he would only have one chance to shoot collectively, but when he shot the first round of feather arrows and the sound of falling sounded in the middle and rear of the opponent, they who were supposed to accelerate and attack inexplicably stopped. Most of them actually turned back to see the situation behind them. This was completely a tragic act of seeking death on the battlefield.

The kitten has fought countless battles, and he has encountered such a scene many times. They are not facing such attacks from more than a hundred bows and arrows, but are overwhelming and unable to see the arrow clouds in the sky. At this time, as the charge arrows, they only have one idea, that is, to rush forward with the fastest speed. Only by hitting the dead corner of the feather arrow shooting can they minimize their casualties as much as possible.

The reason is very simple. When the first round of shooting shoots out a blank space in their middle and rear, the second round will cover their arrow troops.

Rush forward and get stuck with the enemy. This is the mission of the death camp in previous battles - breaking the formation. Kill the enemy's forward positions, rush into the opponent's central army, disrupt the opponent's bow and archery troops, and force them to retreat, winning time for the subsequent large troops.

The other party knew the most basic common sense of war, so he prepared everything according to his previous habits, but he actually discovered that after the first round of arrow rain, the other party's stormtrooper actually stopped.

"The second round, slanted throw, target, middle and rear!" As a general, he was only a little surprised and immediately grabbed the rare fighter plane with a keen eye, and immediately issued an order to continue shooting at most of the opponent's back.

He only brought five hundred people, and only one hundred people worked part-time archers. Moreover, these people were basically veterans from the previous Death Camp. A qualified archer could not be easily trained. But what Kitten never expected was that these more than a hundred archers actually caused such great casualties to their opponents.

Lu Yifan was furious, and before he could contact his opponent, he fell a large area.

"Roar, rush up, if you don't want to die, rush up!" He shouted. This time, he rushed to the front of his opponent and cursed his soldiers loudly.

The Shuntian sergeant in front finally came to his senses, raised his swords and guns, shouted and accelerated his speed and rushed forward, but at this moment, the third round of arrow rain enveloped them.

Almost all of the people who rushed forward fell to the ground except for some of the more skilled martial arts.

"Strike!" The kitten iron knife raised high and shouted coldly.

Zou Ming, who was already erecting his spear, was so itchy that he was roaring and rushed forward.

"Lu Yifan, come and take your time!" he roared wildly.

When Lu Yifan saw Zou Ming, Zou Ming naturally saw this guy, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It's true that we never meet anywhere in life, and how can we see this guy everywhere."

When Lu Yifan saw the ferocious Zou Ming and saw the wisps of the shaking huge gun flowers, the courage he had previously plucked disappeared without a trace in an instant. Looking around him, dozens of people were standing there. Looking behind him, the follow-up troops were still separated by more than ten steps, but Zou Ming had already arrived.

He tried his best to strike the huge gun flower. With a sound, Lu Yifan's body flew high, and all the somersaults fell into the darkness in the air. After landing, the guy actually pulled his head back and turned around and ran away. Of course, he did not run to the post, but to the farther away, the darkness that could not be seen at a glance.

"Running again?" Zou Ming couldn't help but be surprised. Just now, he naturally understood that it was impossible to do anything to Lu Yifan. He still had many things to do without using them. The other party actually escaped from the shell and escaped with the force.

The main general fought and fled in panic. The remaining soldiers of the Shuntian Army immediately panicked. On the opposite side, a group of soldiers held high swords and rushed towards them in rows amid the neat sound of trumpets. The murderous aura of mountains hit the face, and the pressure immediately caused the soldiers of the Shuntian Army who had been confident before rushing down the hill to collapse.

Turn around and run away.

Throw away the spear in his hand, throw away the big knife in his hand, and leave his team just now, and hide in the darkness with the young and strong people who are running around.

On Huang Lianggang, Bao Bufan tilted his nose, and more than a thousand well-trained soldiers were gone. Turning to Beigang, another army that went down the mountain did not last longer than Lu Yifan in front of the attackers, and he was finished. Two teams, one south and one north, advanced eastward, and the enemy team that could be seen neatly, at this time, they were like octopuses in the sea, and teams of soldiers extended from the formation. Yantu mercilessly dispersed the young and strong, burning the tent doctors and shacks, driving the people into chaos.

"All members gather and go down the mountain to fight the enemy!" Bao Bufan finally understood at this time that the invading enemy was really well-trained. He looked for a long time and saw the teams of invading people spreading out, which seemed to be scattered, but only a sharp whistle was needed. These teams that were spread out could be withdrawn almost at the same time and gathered into a large formation. At this time, although the number of bows and arrows was not large, they were launched at almost the same time, and the force during the launch was almost the same. Try to keep the distance between the feather arrows flying as far as possible to ensure the maximum lethality. Now, he saw two enemies in the north and south directions gathering towards the east. The enemy's intention was very obvious, that is, to first drive away the young and strong, and then fight with himself.

Haven't eaten pork or seen pigs running? Bao Bufan still guessed the other party's intention. He still had three thousand elite soldiers, and he gathered to confront the enemy head-on. As long as he could kill a difficult-to-solve, the young and strong he brought would play a big role. Sometimes, a straw can also push a camel, and he still brought tens of thousands of young and strong. Although they are chased like rabbits now, as long as they withstand the opponent's attack and even gain a little advantage, these people will inevitably emerge again. Bao Bufan had never seen the skills of these people before. Every time they were like this, they were even more fierce than themselves. When they started, they were really merciless.

In the darkness, seeing Bao Bufan's banner moving towards the bottom of the mountain, teams of Shuntian troops shouted and rushed down the mountain, Qin Feng laughed. It would be a bit troublesome if Bao Bufan stayed on the post and did not move, but since he had been hooked down the mountain, there was no need to think about going back.

"Yu Chao!" he shouted.

"General." Yu Chao emerged.

"Take fifty people and go up the mountain. Although these so-called Shuntian Army don't have many food, supplies, weapons and equipment, no matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat. They will kill their guards and keep these things."

"I understand General!" Yu Chao nodded, turned around, and disappeared into the darkness like a ghost with dozens of his subordinates.

"After meeting with General Zhang, the rest of the people followed General Zhang's command together." Qin Feng stood up and said this, his body swayed slightly, and disappeared from the spot like a wisp of wind.

A thousand soldiers who were ambushing in the darkness with him stood up straight, and in the north and south directions, kittens and wild dogs were coming as if flying.

Bao Bufan's original intention was to snatch the two attackers together and get stuck between the two troops, so as not to let them form a joint force, but what he could never have imagined was that under Donggang, there were still more enemies ambushing a large number of enemies. Seeing countless torches suddenly lit up, and neat formations appeared in his eyes, he was shocked.

If he rushes forward like this, what will be greeted by the enemy's ruthless massacre. Looking at his army rushing down from the mountains and fields, his first reaction is to stop the attack immediately and return to the post to hold on.

But an army that was rushing from top to bottom could not stop just by stopping. They were not Qin Feng's well-trained army with hundreds of war veterans.

The words of command were still circling in his throat, but the hairs on his body suddenly stood up. At this moment, the blood in his body almost frozen. The huge sense of threat made Bao Bufan give up all other thoughts, and with a loud shout, he shot him to his side.

With a long laugh, a figure suddenly appeared, "It's pretty good."

A cold voice almost rang in Bao Bufan's ear. He calculated very accurately. When the shot was just now, there was still a place where there was no one. When the tip of the gun reached, a figure appeared.

There was a light crack sound, and the sound was not loud, but countless sparks speared. Bao Bufan's wrist was shocked and the spear twisted like a snake in his hand. This spear that had been following him for many years was almost about to fly away at this moment.

He shouted loudly, exerted force on his arm, holding the gun rod vigorously, and the palm of his palm was hot. Bao Bufan knew that the flesh in the palm was torn off by the high-speed rotating gun rod.

"Eat me a knife!" The voice was not loud, but it was as if it was ringing in his heart. The black shadow flashed in front of him, and the pressure of a mountain hit him. He could hardly breathe. In his eyes, the other party's knife was slashing at him unstoppable at this moment, just like a mountain.

He raised the gun bar and tried his best to block it. With a sound, the spear suddenly bent, and the opponent's inner breath that turned from the gun bar was like a steel needle, drilling into his body.

"Level 9 Master!" Bao Bufan shouted in pain. At this time, he was fighting alone with a level 9 Master, and the result was no need to be thought about. His thousands of subordinates were still excited at this moment, and they were rushing towards the foot of the mountain with high fighting spirit, and no one could help him.

He knows it's over.

No longer hesitated, Bao Bufan turned around and ran away.
Chapter completed!