Chapter 1614 Sneak Attack

Is this 76 Isaiahs, or 76 Alvas?

No, without [Chongzhou] armor, even they would not be able to have such brutal and terrifying lethality.

Needless to say, just this newly formed massacre field magnified their desire for [Chongzhou] armor infinitely.

Every white armored warrior had red eyes.

Victory!

Those with more combat exploits will be equipped with armor first.

Their breaths were heavy, and they frantically searched for the fleeing enemies.

In the field of vision of the Baijia tribe, the large sea of ​​torches was crushed for a moment before they collapsed.

At this moment, a deadly silence enveloped the tribe, followed by cheers that shook the sky.

The crowd went wild with excitement.

I can't believe it at all, this is the power of Chongzhou armor.

This is the power they believe in!

Brutal, brutal, tearing apart.

That's right, it's this feeling, this feeling of supremacy of power.

Mu Fan and Nuo Nuo repeatedly researched and tested the trial-produced bone armor, and finally tested its power in this real battle.

That kind of power will undoubtedly completely change the battle pattern on this planet.

On a savage planet wrapped in a black storm, it has unique advantages in resources.

Bone gold is a rare material that can perfectly absorb kinetic energy and can store and release energy close to loss.

Tough material with super high quality and density - Star Beast King Bone.

These unique materials of the Baijia tribe, under the design of Wang Nuonuo, the helm of Rocky Heavy Industries, finally became the ultimate killing weapon.

"This is just the most basic version..."

"If there is energy support and a large lathe for processing, the final power of these armors cannot be estimated at all."

"This is a weapon that can change the direction of local wars."

"They really are born fighters."

The girl's murmured emotion rang in her ears.

When Mu Fan turned his head, he found that Nuo Nuo was staring at him almost adoringly, "Without you, nothing would be possible."

In the girl's heart, Mu Fan is always the best person.

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Ten thousand meters away, on the back of the huge Modo dragon, a tall figure instantly stood up.

His red bloodshot eyes stared round.

Basil was furious!

"What's going on with the vanguard!"

"My 4,000 vanguard army of the Redstone Clan was defeated in an instant?"

A thunderous furious roar exploded in this side of the world.

All the people around looked forward with terrified eyes.

The magnificent torch ocean has become fragmented at this moment.

"Who can tell me what's going on!"

The confidence in Basil Rako's eyes finally dissipated, and his heart was bleeding.

That was the Redstone Legion that he was proud of.

Now it has become a fleeing army that was defeated before the battle.

And in his field of vision, those torches that spread in a hurry began to go out one by one.

What that means, it goes without saying.

Each extinguishment of the torch represents the death of a warrior.

The urgent sound of horns came one after another, stacked up and rushed into the ears.

The red light in Basil's eyes became more and more intense.

It was a call to retreat that shamed him.

The short blast of the horn also communicated back the reason for the retreat.

"The enemy cannot be defeated..."

Chewing this word, Basil actually laughed angrily.

He lifted his foot and stomped heavily.

The hard lizard armor rippled in a circle visible to the naked eye.

The huge Modo dragon below stopped crawling, raised its head and let out a mournful cry.

Obviously, the kick just now made this huge guy unable to bear the pain.

"I'm asking you... are you all dumb!!"

A cold voice with murderous intent bloomed on the monitor lizard's back, and everyone lowered their heads tremblingly.

"Lord patriarch... The raiding force of the safari regiment has almost arrived at the Baijia tribe."

A middle-aged man standing on the left lowered his head and spoke in difficulty. His younger brother was in the vanguard.

It was a disgrace to his family that he was defeated at the very beginning of the battle and fled for his life in a hurry.

"In order to face our corps, the Baijia tribe must dispatch on a large scale. I implore the patriarch to wait for the result of the raid. The hunting corps will surely live up to your will."

The tall figure moved, and his arms waved, pointing forward.

"When the deserters return to the hill ahead, I want to hear your results."

The cold voice has no emotion.

The middle-aged man bowed heavily, "Definitely!"

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Among the Baijia tribe, it was already a sea of ​​cheers.

The brave fought ahead and achieved glorious victories.

The rest should be proud of the warriors.

The depressed mood can finally be released.

Five hundred meters east of the tribe.

Whoosh!

A short sound of arrows flashed amid the cheers.

Lance turned his head sharply, his eyes flushed instantly.

"Amo!"

A boy with a childish face stared wide-eyed, stared blankly at the sky, covered his neck with his right hand, and wanted to make a sound with his mouth, but couldn't say a word...hehehe to the end.

"Ah-mo!"

A shrill roar and a sharp howling of arrows sounded at the same time.

Lance, who was carrying the bone shield on his back, only felt intensive impacts on his back for a moment, and there was a heart-rending pain in his right arm.

There were three sounds of bodies falling in succession.

There are only seven people in their security team.

Four people were lost in an instant!

Three others were seriously injured.

Lance's eyes instantly turned red.

Now he doesn't know where the enemy has touched the west side of the tribe.

Taking advantage of the gap between the large army's frontal counterattack, the enemy despicably launched a sneak attack from the side.

Looking at the crossbow bolt pierced through his arm, there were fine red lines on the arrowhead that shone with a cold metallic luster.

"Damn it, it's the safari regiment of the bastards..."

"Let's go!"

"alarm!"

In severe pain, Lance pulled his companion's arm with the other hand and screamed loudly.

This is the crossbow bolt of the Rangers.

The only thing he's thankful for now is that the enemy didn't take care of them with poisoned arrows.

The three people, who had a strong desire to survive, grabbed the armor on the ground at the same time and ran wildly in three directions.

A moment later, a group of dark-skinned figures with khaki patterns on their bodies appeared.

The grass swayed rustlingly, and it was unknown how many people had come.

A figure stood beside the corpse just now, leaning over and pulling out the crossbow arrow that had penetrated the boy's throat, a cold and cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The sentry has been replaced by a child, and the Baijia tribe has no defense force."

"Get ready to scare them with killing."

With an order, the figures hidden in the grass began to rush towards the east side of the tribe at the same time.

These people held a half-arm-length crossbow in one hand, and drew out a dog-leg-shaped machete in the other.

Aww~

Aww~

Howls of excitement and savagery began to sound from the grass.

Having broken through the sentry line of defense, there is no need to hide anymore.

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"East side, enemy attack!"

A shrill roar sounded.

The cheers stopped abruptly, and Lance staggered back to the gate with his bloody arm in his arms.