Their execution ability is completely unlike that of ordinary primitive people.
With composure in both offense and defense, one can advance and retreat with ease...
After shooting an arrow, they would lie down on the spot to rest the arrow, and then another person would take their place.
After the second wave of men finished shooting, their arrows were ready again.
This cycle continued, leaving Ye Feng and his companions with little chance to retaliate and forcing them into a passive defensive posture.
In addition, those holding props were slowly approaching them.
"Ye Feng! This is too passive! If this continues, our formation will fall apart sooner or later!"
Zhan Pengwu ripped off his mask and angrily echoed:
"Yeah, these bastards just want close combat, don't they? Then let's just fight our way out!"
Ye Feng is currently in a dilemma; he's racking his brains but can't come up with a better solution.
With so many enemies, a direct charge would inevitably result in heavy casualties, which was the last thing he wanted to see.
Although Zhan Pengwu and Tang Weiwei are brave and fierce, even a tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves.
Moreover, there are many archers watching from the sidelines, and a mere graze from a poisoned arrow could be fatal.
But if we don't charge forward, dragging it out will lead to total annihilation.
With that in mind, Ye Feng made a decision immediately.
"Little Stutterer should use the Explosive Fruit for cover. Don't rush to kill the enemy; protecting your teammates is the most important thing."
"Everyone else, join me in shooting the archers!"
After saying that, the nine of them charged toward the corner where there were fewer people.
Fu Changxiong held up his backpack and blocked the way, while Qi Xiaojie hid behind him with an explosive fruit in his hand.
After getting close enough, he threw a fruit with all his might, which hit the trunk of a large tree not far away.
"Bang!"
Fruit fragments flew everywhere. Several clueless natives, still foolishly preparing to shoot arrows, were hit by shrapnel and let out howls of pain.
They knew that some fruits in the jungle could explode, but this was the first time they had ever seen it triggered in this way.
Upon seeing this, the other natives quickly retreated.
"Now!"
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, Zhan Pengwu and Tang Weiwei rushed out like arrows released from a bow.
They used their agility to dodge the arrows that followed them, weaving through the grass and tree trunks.
Just as they were about to reach the archers, Dato suddenly shouted:
"Takinu! Balatu! Go and kill them!"
The two black men immediately drew their kitchen knives and fruit knives from their waists, and led 13 other men, also armed with knives, to charge forward.
The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle... shouts of battle filled the air...
Zhan Pengwu wielded his spiked club with great force, while Tang Weiwei's nimble movements, combined with her short sword, were equally adept.
There were 15 natives in total, and after nearly 30 seconds of fighting, neither of them could hurt the two of them in the slightest.
Instead, the two of them killed five people with a knife and a club.
Especially Zhan Pengwu's spiked mace; even if it didn't hit people head-on, the dense steel spikes still scratched quite a few people.
"Kill the one with the stick first!"
With a roar, Takinu and Balatu joined forces to attack, their kitchen knife and fruit knife simultaneously slashing at each other's heads.
Zhan Pengwu, on the other hand, was unhurried and simply kicked the two men away with two casual kicks.
The two men, who had been hit hard, were unable to get up for a long time, feeling as if a large rock was pressing on their chests.
"Damn it! This...this guy with his eyebrows growing backwards, how is he so powerful?"
Takino clutched his chest, struggling to support himself on the ground.
Balatu watched Zhan Pengwu and his companion fighting wildly in the crowd, then slowly reached for his waist.
"Let's use sedatives, we can't win."
Takino looked directly at Dato, who was exchanging fire with Ye Feng and his group behind him, and asked loudly:
"Dato! We can't handle this! I'll just use it directly!"
Dato fired an arrow at Ye Feng, then immediately hid behind a tree trunk...
"Save your money! We still need to catch those bitches later!"
Takinu did not reply, and with the help of Balatu, he struggled to his feet.
The two exchanged a glance, and then secretly reached into the cloth bag with their left hands and grabbed a handful of numbing pills.
He picked up the knife with his right hand and charged forward again...
However, their action was witnessed by Salra, who was changing arrows at the same time.
A year ago, she was attacked by this white thing.
When she woke up, she found herself bound hand and foot and taken away.
"Watch out for what they're carrying!"
She shouted it in English, but Zhan Pengwu, engrossed in the fight, didn't understand a word. He thought she was talking to someone else...
At this moment, Takinu and Balatu had already reached Zhan Pengwu, and their sword strikes were still steadily blocked.
Just as Zhan Pengwu was about to turn and finish off the two men with a single blow, they gave him a sinister smile.
Having been ambushed many times, Zhan Pengwu immediately became alert and quickly stopped his attack, retreating hastily.
But as soon as he took a step back, the two people opposite him threw a cloud of white powder at his head.
Zhan Pengwu thought it was poison or something, since he had been tricked by Kainerst before, so he covered his face with his hands in advance.
Thinking he had escaped a calamity, he was about to retaliate when a pungent odor suddenly filled his nostrils.
Immediately afterwards, he felt dizzy, his vision blurred, and double images appeared in his field of vision.
"Damn it! It's a sleeping potion!"
It took him a moment to realize what was happening.
Zhan Pengwu picked up his spiked club and was about to step forward again, but now, in his eyes, Takinu and Balatu had become four.
His head slammed straight to the ground, as if he were drunk...
This scene left Takinoa and his companion speechless.
Normally, when they use this to capture women from other tribes, they would collapse after just a whiff of it, but this person in front of them was actually able to get up?
"Damn it, these Han Chinese are really scary."
Balatu was momentarily startled.
Takino was the first to recover from his shock and patted him on the shoulder.
"Stop spacing out! He has to die!"
The two men raised their knives and swung them at Zhan Pengwu's head again.
"Watch out from the side!"
Just then, Dato's voice suddenly came from not far away.
Before they could even turn their heads, an arrow shot from afar...
"Well!"
Salra's arrow pierced through Balatu's left ribcage, going right through him.
Seeing Zhan Pengwu's situation, Tang Weiwei, who was not far away, quickly kicked away the local in front of her with two whip kicks, then turned around and pulled Zhan Pengwu back.
"I told you not to wear a gas mask!"
Tang Weiwei was furious. He knew that Zhan Pengwu could have dodged the attack, but he had taken off the gas mask because he thought it was in the way.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so drugged.
Seeing the enemy's bravest man fall, the natives' desire to attack intensified.
The remaining eight natives, still engaged in melee combat, simultaneously swung their knives at Tang Weiwei's head...
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