Chapter 22 Bleeding

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 sounded together. This war has entered a stalemate stage from the very beginning. The enemy and us are fighting for each other, and each is not retreating. The intensity is far greater than yesterday. But this is normal. After all, yesterday's battle was more of a test for Lvye Town. It was a test of the Black Bat tribe's combat power. The goal is never to give up, and for the Black Bat tribe, they had a way to retreat from yesterday's battle, but today they have no way out. After all, behind them is their home.

In the back, standing with Ferrolie, observing the battlefield through the monocular, Sean frowned slightly.

As far as the overall battle situation on the battlefield is concerned, the military in Lvye Town undoubtedly has the advantage, but the casualties of the military in Lvye Town are not small. Shawn alone saw more than a dozen people fall into the trap, or be caught. Trip on a rope, fall into a pit, or get hit by a boulder, to name a few.

"Ferroli, how much will it cost us to break through the Black Bat tribe's defenses?"

Sean has no doubts about the victory in the war. What he considers is how much to pay, and whether it is worth paying such a high price.

Hearing the meaning in Sean's words, Ferroli was not panicked, and seemed confident.

"Although the current situation of the Lord Lord seems to be fierce and our casualties are not small, it is only a test for us, it is only temporary, and the situation of the battle will change soon."

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

The bugle blew, and the rear team of the Lvye Town army, which received the order, slightly pressed forward to strengthen the firepower to suppress the Black Bat tribe. The fighting teams in the front team cooperated and retreated slowly. Everything was in order.

When attacking, it was like a big wave, surging and surging. When retreating, it was like a stream flowing, quiet and peaceful. At this moment, the professionalism of the Lvye Town army was undoubtedly revealed.

At the rear of the Black Bat Tribe, after hearing the news of the sudden withdrawal of the army from Lvye Town, although they did not understand the specific reason, most of the senior members of the Black Bat Tribe had smiles on their faces. After all, in their opinion, those white ghosts are likely to be Frightened by the sinister nature of their cemetery, only the black bone fight and the black bat sacrifice showed different expressions on their faces.

Retreat does not mean the end of the war. After a little repair, the army of Greenfield Town started a new round of offensive, but the difference from before is that this time it was not the army but the prisoners who took the lead.

"Come on, go over, dawdling."

"Crack, snap, snap!"

Under the deterrence of the leather whip, listening to the half-familiar indigenous language, the captives kept walking in 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 prisoners, the army of Greenfield Town also promised that as long as they could rush into the Black Bat tribe, they would be able to get rid of their slave status after the war.

"what."

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

"These damn white ghosts are so cunning."

A black bat tribe leader watched the black bat army hide behind the captives and let out a roar of his own, and there were not a few black bat tribesmen who had the same idea.

"kill."

Although they knew that the white ghosts wanted to use their captives to drain their strength, the black bat tribe had no choice. After all, they could not 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 control traps were used by the Black Bat tribe in order to quickly clear the captives.

During this process, the Lvye Town army behind the captives seized the opportunity to continuously attack the black bat tribesmen who appeared. They were very calm with their flesh and blood shields. Of course, they would inevitably hurt those captives in the process, but who else? care?

"Lord Lord, please see, if we continue like this, we will soon be able to have lunch at the Black Bat Tribe."

Looking at the latest war situation, Ferroli's serious face put on a relaxed smile, and after hearing this, Sean's mouth also outlined a smile.

Ferroli's tactics to drive away the captives are not complicated, but they are very useful. Although it is bloody, and speaking out is not in line with noble qualities, it is better to bleed the natives than to bleed his own troops. Sean is very clear about this.

The battle on the front mountain went very smoothly, and Mengens and others who climbed up the mountain from the back have also quietly started their actions.

Because of the intense battle in the front mountain and the habitual perception that no one could climb up the back mountain for a long time, the internal defense of the Black Bat tribe is not strict at this moment.

With a click, he twisted the worthless tongue and broke his neck. After Krom simply hid the corpse, he moved and disappeared into the jungle.

"Lord Monnes, the location has been determined."

Reuniting with the guard team, Krom reported to Monnes the news he got from several tongues.

After getting the information he wanted, Mengnes acted immediately. After all, he couldn't hope that his enemies were fools. Although they have not been discovered yet, the longer the delay, the greater the risk of exposure. That's when the real trouble comes.

Huh, the guards are constantly shuttled in the dense forest, trying to avoid the Black Bat tribesmen. If they can't avoid it, they use thunder and kill them directly when they don't react.

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

As a team of transcendents, Mengens and others had a very clear goal to sneak in. The first goal was to implement decapitation tactics and kill the top leaders of the Black Bat tribe as much as possible. The second goal was to create chaos and provide support for the frontal battlefield.

Among these two goals, the first goal is not enforced. Depending on the specific timing, the second goal must be completed. Of course, if the first goal is achieved, the second goal will actually be achieved. , Losing those high-level leaders, the Black Bat tribe will inevitably fall into chaos in a short period of time.

"Now start checking the tables."

With the goal ahead, Monnes didn't delay in the slightest.

"Eleven and fifteen in the morning."

"Eleven and fifteen in the morning."

...

"Okay, the time is correct, start the action in five minutes, remember that the primary goal is to kill the tribal chief Hei Gu Da and the black bat sacrifice."

Tick, tick, the originally almost inaudible turning sound of the pocket watch was unexpectedly clear at this moment. When the second hand completed the last circle, the six men of Monens rushed out like arrows from the string, followed by another one. A red flare, this is the agreement between Monens and Ferrolie before the action, and it is also the beginning of the killing.