Chapter 354: Tactics

The fighting power of the savages exploded quickly, but disappeared even faster.

When the enemy stabilized their position and ravaged the charging savages like a meat grinder, the savages behind were frightened and completely lost their fighting power.

They screamed and scattered, showing that their ability to escape was no less than that of the people of the Bull Tribe.

"This battle should end."

Looking at the battlefield separated by the fleeing savages, Diwu Xuan wrote this text in the thick mist.

The Tapir Witch had been waiting for this order, so he immediately passed it on, and the Beast immediately led the Wolf Tribe warriors to charge at the more than 3,000 enemies in the south.

He was followed by a Snow-Walking Ghost Wolf, which was the mount he had prepared for himself. When he grew up, Beast would ride him to fight. The one

who led the Fire Tribe warriors was Zhuo. In addition to the Fire Tribe warriors, the core group surrounding him was some of the team members who stayed behind in the Fire Tribe, totaling 200 people.

Zhuo was quite calm and did not directly launch an attack, because the battlefield was too chaotic now.

Beast knocked down countless savages along the way when it rushed out, and it was estimated that the impact would be much weakened when it reached the enemy.

But there was nothing to worry about, because the enemies were a motley crowd, composed of many tribes, with a loose formation, and they just relied on their large numbers.

The Wolf Tribe warriors rushed forward, and more than a dozen wolf cubs were the first to rush into the enemy.

They bit the enemy madly, and every time a sword came, their bodies would change color slightly, and the sword would hit them.

But after dodging two or three times, a wolf cub would retreat back, because this was the limit of their ability.

By the time they retreated, the Wolf Tribe army had arrived. They followed the teachings of the Fifth Mystic, not to kill the enemy, but to cut through the enemy formation as their main task, and rushed in madly.

This was their first charge without the purpose of killing, and they didn't know what the result would be, but they wanted to give it a try.

Many people were paying attention to this battlefield. All the witches and totems were looking here.

The wolf witch had the most anxious expression, because according to the Fifth Xuan, as long as the enemy could not stop the cavalry's footsteps and allowed the cavalry to penetrate the camp, it would mean the end of the battle.

Under the gaze of everyone, the wolf tribe warriors rushed into the enemy camp with a barrage of arrows.

"Boom..."

Like a flood hitting a dam, a violent sound rang out.

This is a world with the power of totems. It is not impossible for a warrior to stop the cavalry with his bare hands. However, the giant wolf is huge in size and has the power of totems, so it has enough impact.

In addition, the enemy had no facilities such as chevaux de frise to resist cavalry, and many people were immediately rushed out.

"Charge forward, don't look back, just kill the enemy in front of you."

Beast kept repeating the strategic goal of this battle, fearing that the warriors beside him would get excited and stop killing.

"The penetration is still a little lacking."

The Fifth Xuan spoke in the Bagua space.

"Why?"

The Moon Totem asked.

The Fifth Xuan did not answer him, but looked at the Stag Totem, and his mind turned.

This kind of task of breaking the camp may be done better by the Stag Tribe than the Wolf Tribe. The Wolf Tribe is better at attacking and killing, not breaking the camp.

What he didn't know was that Shi had found a tribe that was more suitable for breaking the enemy's formation than the Stag Tribe, that is, the Mi Tribe with four-horned cavalry.

The battlefield outside did not stop because of the conversation between the two. Mi was frantically killing the enemies in front of him. The speed of the giant wolf under his body was getting slower and slower, and there was a tendency to be stuck in the enemy's battle formation.

"Howl..."

A roar suddenly came from the side. It was those wolf cubs. They ran out of the team again and killed the enemies in front of them.

With their joining, killing suddenly became much easier. Mi's speed was increased again, and the speed of the whole team was getting faster and faster.

"It's about to penetrate, charge, charge."

The beast roared, swinging the long stone knife in his hand, looking at the enemy formation that was about to penetrate.

When he killed three more enemies, the people in front of him finally sparsely, and the speed of the giant wolf suddenly increased.

"Boom..."

The wolf tribe warrior rushed through the enemy formation, and the beast immediately patted the giant wolf that was sitting down. The giant wolf seemed to understand what he meant and immediately turned around. He rushed

into the enemy formation again from the side, and at this time the enemy was already in chaos.

Infantry is not like cavalry. Their vision is limited on the battlefield. When their comrades around them become chaotic, they are easily dragged into the chaos.

This created a convenient environment for the beast to attack from the side. Unlike the first charge to break the formation, this time the resistance was very small, and the chaotic enemy had no idea where the attack was coming from.

Many people looked around in confusion, and were finally trampled to death by the beast from behind.

When the beast penetrated the enemy formation for the second time, it knew that the Fire Totem's tactics were correct. The enemy had completely lost its organizational and resistance capabilities. Even if it did not pierce for the third time, the enemy would be in chaos and might even collapse on its own.

But how could the beast give the enemy a chance? He did not hesitate and rushed in again without any mercy.

The enemy that was cut for the third time collapsed directly. The terrifying thing was that the warriors inside were so confused that they could not tell left from right.

They ran into each other, and because they were not familiar with each other because they belonged to different tribes, they drew their swords and chopped each other at the critical moment.

"It was not until today that I realized that the battle of the Wolf Tribe should be fought like this."

The Wolf Shaman's hands were shaking with excitement, but the Fifth Xuan in the Bagua Space shook his head, thinking that he might have used the wrong tactics.

This battle showed the lack of impact of the Wolf Cavalry.

In Diwu Xuan's opinion, perhaps Genghis Khan's tactics that swept across Asia and Europe are more suitable for the Wolf Tribe, rather than the heavy cavalry's tactics.

But he is not in a hurry to correct this point, after all, infantry currently has obvious shortcomings in confronting cavalry.

If a team encounters this wolf cavalry, the wolf cavalry will only be abused, because the team's formation is dense enough and the defense is strong enough. If

the wolf cavalry cannot break through the battle formation, this tactic will be ineffective.

But there is only one team, so the wolf cavalry's tactics can still be used, as long as the enemy is not too many.

If the number of enemies is larger, they will also restrain the wolf cavalry, because the impact is still insufficient.

Putting aside these thoughts, Diwu Xuan looked at the moving Fire Tribe warriors.

Led by Zhuo, followed by 200 soldiers, and behind them were 1,500 Yin-Yang Totem warriors. They marched towards the enemy in neat steps.

There was no ferocious charge like the Wolf Tribe, and no shouting. They just walked calmly into the range of an arrow, then stopped, bent their bows and put arrows on them.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

A wave of arrows shot out, catching the enemy off guard.

They were a little dazed by the arrows, and they shrank back and dared not move forward.

"Everyone, move forward ten steps, go."

Zhuo shouted the order, and each echelon passed the order down in turn. The team moved forward ten steps in an orderly manner and bent their bows and put arrows on them again.   "Swish, swish, swish

..."

Another wave of arrows rained down, and the enemy was dead or wounded. There seemed to be chaos inside, as if different sounds prevented them from moving in unison, and they were at a loss as to what to do. "Everyone, move forward ten steps, go."   Zhuo's heart was as hard as steel. He shouted slogans and advanced towards the enemy who was shrinking again, and then cold-bloodedly ordered to shoot arrows.   After three waves of arrows, more than a hundred enemies had fallen. They finally couldn't stand this terror, and they shouted madly and charged.   "Ready, shoot."   Zhuo judged the distance of the enemy and ordered the team to shoot an arrow again.   Arrows rained down, and the enemy used broken shields or stone knives to block the arrows and rushed madly.   "Hold the shield."   Zhuo shouted and stopped ordering the archers to shoot. He walked to the front and put the heavy wooden shield in his hand on the ground.   The shield was not facing the enemy, but stood up on its side, so that a gap of half an arm's width was exposed between the shields.   As soon as the shield was put up, arrows were thrown from behind. Because there were no orders, the archers were shooting freely, so the arrows were scattered, but the lethality did not decrease at all.   "Spears, shoot."   As the enemy approached, Zhuo gave orders again. This time, it was the spearmen behind the shields. They threw the spears in their hands through the gaps between the shields.   The impact of the spears is much greater than that of the arrows, and it is shot horizontally, which is even more difficult to dodge.   "Protect the shield."   The spears were shot, and Zhuo gave orders directly without even looking at the results.   "Pah, pah, pah..."   The shields rotated one after another, and the two on the left and right collided with each other, forming a perfect barrier in front of the army.   Arrows were still shooting, and short spears were thrown. Before the enemy got close, countless casualties had been made.   "Spearmen, get ready."   Zhuo's voice was muffled, because his body was pressed tightly against the shield, with his head lowered and his shoulders supported.   "Bang, bang, bang..."   The sound of collision came, and it was the front team of the enemy rushing over.   With a belly full of grievances and anger, they rounded their stone knives and chopped them on the heavy wood escape.   "Stab."   Zhuo just held the shield, not looking at the enemy at all, and gave orders, but his voice was drowned out by the sounds on the battlefield.   But even without his orders, the warriors knew how to fight.   The spearmen in the back row jumped up, thrusting their spears through their shields with all their might.   "Puff... Puff..."   The sound of killing the enemies was heard one after another, but Zhuo just lowered his head and did not move, until the power transmitted from the shield was much weaker, he looked out through the small hole in the shield.   The enemies were somewhat confused by the arrows, short spears, shields, and spears, and many warriors were in a dilemma.   Zhuo shouted to withdraw the shield, and was the first to push the shield outwards, holding up the small shield hanging on his left arm, and rushed out first.   He had just taken a step forward when a short spear flew out from his side. It was a short spear thrown by his old comrades at the moment he started.   Following the short spear, a long spear stabbed out with a sound of breaking through the air.   The enemy saw the shield fall away, and then a man rushed out. Before the man could reach him, he was stabbed in the chest by a short spear, and then in the abdomen by a long spear.   Zhuo curled up his body and rushed forward with his shield, knocking the enemy's body away. Then he raised his stone knife and directly split the chin of the man behind him, killing the enemy with one move.   He was the first to push the shield, but the shields on the left and right immediately flipped over like dominoes, followed by short spears and long spears, and the battle formation instantly turned into a blooming hedgehog.   The enemy's casualties were greater than those from previous attacks by arrows, short spears, and long lances, and this damage was only the beginning.