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Chapter 22 Bleeding

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    In the early morning of the next day, before the mist cleared, a gunshot broke the silence of the mountains, and a new round of war began.

    The sound of gunshots and shouts of killing rang out. This war has entered a stalemate stage from the very beginning. The enemy and the enemy are fighting each other, and neither retreats. The intensity is far greater than yesterday.  But this is normal. After all, yesterday's battle was more of a test for Luye Town, and it was an investigation of the combat power of the Black Bat tribe.  The goal will never stop, but for the Black Bat Tribe, they had a retreat in yesterday's battle, but today they have no retreat, after all, their home is behind them.

    In the rear, standing with Ferrero and observing the battlefield through the binoculars, Sean frowned slightly.

    As far as the overall battle situation on the battlefield is concerned, the army of Green Field Town undoubtedly holds the upper hand, but the casualties of the Army of Green Field Town are not small. Sean alone saw more than a dozen people fall into the trap, or were killed.  Tripping over a trip rope, falling into a pit, or being hit by a boulder.

    "Ferrolie, how much will it cost us to fight through the defense line of the Black Bat tribe?"

    Sean has no doubts about the victory of the war. What he considers is the price to be paid, and whether it is worth paying such a large price.

    Hearing the meaning of Xiao En's words, Ferrolie didn't panic, and seemed confident.

    "Although the Lord Lord's current battle situation seems fierce, and our casualties are not small, but for us, this is just a temptation, it is only temporary, and the battle situation will change soon."

    After the words fell, Ferrolie began to issue a new round of orders. Sean just watched from the sidelines and did not intervene in the slightest. After all, he said before that he would hand over the battlefield to Ferrolie.

    The bugle sounded, and the rear team of the Luye Town Army was ordered to press forward slightly and strengthen the firepower to suppress the Black Bat tribe. The various combat teams of the front team cooperated with each other and retreated slowly. Everything was in order.

    When attacking, it is like a big wave sweeping, turbulent and surging, and when retreating, it is like a stream flowing, quiet and peaceful. At this moment, the professionalism of the Luye Town army is undoubtedly revealed.

    Behind the Black Bat Tribe, after learning the news of the sudden retreat of the army in Luye Town, although they didn't understand the specific reason, most of the senior leaders of the Black Bat Tribe showed smiles on their faces. After all, in their opinion, those white ghosts were probably  Frightened by the danger of their large cemetery, only Black Bone Fighter and Black Bat Priest had different expressions on their faces.

    The retreat does not mean the end of the war. After a little repair, the Greenfield Town military began to launch a new round of attack, but the difference is that this time it is not the army but the captives who take the lead.

    "Hurry up, go over, what are you dawdling about?"

    "Crack, crack, crack!"

    Under the deterrence of the whip, listening to the half-baked native language, the captives kept walking towards the direction of the Black Bat tribe. During this process, a few captives wanted to escape directly, but they were shot to death without any luck.  Of course, in order to stimulate the fighting spirit of these captives, the Greenfield Town military also promised that as long as they can rush into the Black Bat tribe, they will be able to get rid of their slave status after the war.

    "ah."

    The screams were endless, and the traps in the black bat tribe's cemetery were constantly being triggered by captives, causing heavy casualties.

    "These damned white ghosts are really cunning."

    A leader of the Black Bat tribe watched the advancing Black Bat army hiding behind the captives and uttered his own roar, and there were not a few members of the Black Bat tribe who had the same idea as him.

    "kill."

    Although they knew that the white ghosts wanted to consume their strength with captives, the Black Bat tribe had no choice. After all, they couldn't watch the captives break through their defenses and trigger their traps. If so, they would die  deal.

    Arrows and spears kept appearing, and even some manipulative traps were activated by the Black Bat tribe in order to quickly clear up the captives.  The Black Bat tribesmen who appeared were very calm with their flesh and blood shields. Of course, it was inevitable that they would accidentally injure those captives in the process, but who cares?

    "Please look, my lord, if this goes on, we will soon be able to have lunch at the Black Bat Tribe."

    Looking at the latest war situation, a relaxed smile appeared on Ferrolie's serious face, and after hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Xiao En's mouth.

    Ferrolie's tactics of driving the captives are not complicated, but they are very useful. Although it is a bit bloody, it is not in line with the noble quality to say it, but it is better to let the natives bleed than to let his own army bleed. Sean thinks about this very clearly.

      The battle on the front mountain went smoothly, and Mengnes and others who climbed up the back mountain have also quietly started their operations.

    Because of the tense fighting on the front mountain and the habitual perception that no one can climb up the back mountain for a long time, the internal defense of the Black Bat tribe is not tight at this moment.

    Kacha, twisting the worthless tongue off his neck, Crom simply hid the body, and disappeared into the dense forest with a movement.

    "Master Moonnes, the location has been determined."

    Converging with the guard team, Crome reported to Mengens the news he got from several tongues.

    After getting the information he wanted, Moonnes acted decisively and immediately. After all, he couldn't hope that his enemies were fools. Although they haven't been discovered yet, the longer the delay, the greater the risk of exposure.  Time is the real trouble.

    Hey, the guards kept shuttling through the dense forest, trying to avoid the Black Bat tribesmen as much as possible, and if they couldn't avoid it, they used thunder to kill them directly when they didn't react.

    Woo, the murder was silent, commanding his subordinates to drag the bodies of the three children into the grass behind him, and Mengens looked at a building not far away and knew that the target was in front of him.

    As a team of superhumans, the goal of Moonnes and others lurking in is very clear. The first goal is to implement beheading tactics and kill as much as possible the high-level members of the Black Bat tribe. The second goal is to create chaos and provide support for the frontal battlefield.

    Among these two goals, the first goal is not mandatory. Depending on the specific timing, the second goal must be achieved. Of course, if the first goal is achieved, the second goal will also be achieved. After all, sheep without heads can¡¯t do it.  , without those high-level leaders, the Black Bat tribe will inevitably fall into chaos in a short period of time.

    "Now start adjusting the watch."

    With the goal ahead, Mengnes didn't delay at all.

    "Eleven fifteen in the morning."

    "Eleven fifteen in the morning."

    "Okay, the time is correct, and we will start to act in five minutes. Remember that the primary goal is to kill the tribal leader Black Bone Da and the Black Bat High Priest."

    Tick, tick, the sound of the pocket watch, which was barely audible at first, was unexpectedly clear at this moment. When the second hand completed the last round, the six of Mengnes rushed out like an arrow from the string, followed by another  A red flare, this is the agreement between Moonnes and Ferrolie before the action, and it is also the beginning of the killing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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