In her haste, Tang Weiwei could only quickly pick up Zhan Pengwu's spiked club and block it with one hand.
But how could one person's strength possibly match that of eight?
He was forced to his knees by the force.
Two of the knives were pressed directly against his head.
One blow struck the camera above his head, the other made contact with his scalp.
Blood slowly trickled down his forehead, yet he continued to grit his teeth and resist...
He glanced sideways at Ye Feng, seemingly seeking help...
But Ye Feng and his companions were not in a better situation than him at the moment.
Just now, Bai Ying and Zhang Tiannan saw that the two main forces had left, so they led their men to press forward, wanting to get close and take down Ye Feng.
Ye Feng could only use arrows to force them to retreat while shooting.
Seeing this, Zhan Pengwu slapped himself twice, trying to make himself feel better.
He quickly pulled out two butterfly knives and stabbed simultaneously...
Ironically... one of them missed, while the other pierced the thigh of a local.
"ah!!"
The knife in the mace fell to the ground with a snap...
Zhan Pengwu had originally aimed for the stomach at that distance, but clearly... that mysterious white powder couldn't be brought to his senses with just two slaps.
From his perspective, all he could see were the shadows of enemies, so he ignored his dizzy head and started wildly wielding his two butterfly knives.
The natives were also startled, as they had just witnessed the Han man's bravery.
Takinu quickly retreated and grabbed another handful of numbing powder, throwing it at Zhan Pengwu.
At this moment, Zhan Pengwu was in a daze and didn't see the other party's scheme at all.
The white powder traced an arc in the air before finally covering Zhan Pengwu's head.
The familiar pungent smell made him unable to withstand the intense dizziness any longer. His brain felt like it was filled with lead, and he fell straight to the ground, head down.
Seeing him fall, Takino didn't dare to approach him rashly, but instead roared at his seven men:
"Kill him!"
"Awu!"
Seeing this, Tang Weiwei wiped the blood from her head and rushed forward...
Just as the local tribesmen were about to swing their knives at the two men...
"Swish, swish!..."
Several whooshing sounds suddenly came from afar...
"Well!"
The arrows struck the locals first, and five of the seven attackers fell instantly.
Tang Weiwei didn't even bother to see who shot it, because it couldn't possibly be anyone else besides Ye Feng and his group.
He flipped his dagger and attacked the remaining two bewildered natives at top speed.
With a flash of silver light, the necks of the two natives were instantly slashed open, and blood gushed out.
They could only clutch their necks in agony and collapse to the ground...
Tang Weiwei didn't give it a second glance, and was just about to seize the opportunity to kill Takino when she discovered...
The kid had already run quite a distance backward... and was shouting in Dato's direction as he ran...
"Those bitches are here!"
Tang Weiwei couldn't understand the Shuar language he was speaking, and looked behind her in confusion...
"Whoa whoa whoa!!..."
A sharp, battle-ready scream suddenly rang out from the rear of the battlefield...
Everyone engaged in the fierce fight stopped and looked in the direction of the sound...
Then they saw eight women wielding bows and arrows rush out from behind them, and one of the girls was dressed in a very conspicuous way.
Ye Feng and the others were very familiar with her; this person was none other than Liya.
She was still wearing the black t-shirt Ye Feng had given her, but a piece of fabric was missing from her neck, and she now had a colorful ornament on her head.
It looks like a headband-like accessory made of feathers.
The feathers on her headband swayed backward. Apart from her, the other women had various paints on their faces and wore grass skirts woven from some kind of plant. They were rapidly approaching the battlefield.
Upon seeing this scene, Salla was immediately moved to tears. She naturally recognized these people as her people whom she had missed day and night.
She waved her hands excitedly at the other person, jumping and shouting...
"Teacher Buta! Teacher Buyi! I'm here!!"
Ye Feng and his companions were taken aback at first, but then their faces lit up with joy.
Although they didn't understand Salra's native language, their excited expressions and the standard Native American clothing opposite them made it clear that these were Salra people.
Compared to their happy expressions, Bai Ying's face looked like she had eaten shit.
If they had delayed any longer, and waited until Ye Feng and his companions ran out of arrows, they would have been certain to die.
But why are the Baija tribe people here again? Haven't they been hiding from the Shuar tribe's pursuit all this time?
Kedato, however, was filled with excitement. In his eyes, these women were walking money pie.
Moreover, since we've finally managed to see these women, if we grab one and interrogate her, wouldn't we easily find out the address of the entire Baija tribe?
He had fought these women more than once and was well aware of their strength, so he didn't take them seriously.
"Haha! I didn't expect these bitches to actually come to my doorstep, great!"
Dato grinned maliciously as he looked to the side...
"Dak, Basolang, split into two teams and surround them. We absolutely cannot let them escape this time!"
The two were extremely excited at this moment, and immediately each led a team of men to surround and flank the enemy.
"Great Vimalakirti! Retreat!"
Without thinking twice, Tang Weiwei picked up Zhan Pengwu and quickly ran towards the group.
Ye Feng and his group soon reunited with Liya.
Upon meeting Ye Feng, who was now full of energy, Liya was overjoyed.
These past few days, she has also been worried about Ye Feng's injuries.
Just as she was about to kneel, Ye Feng helped her up...
"Don't talk about this now, we need to get out of here quickly, there are too many people on the other side!"
Salra was standing nearby, embracing two older women, tears streaming down their faces as they mumbled something incoherently, sounding like they were reminiscing.
Upon hearing Ye Feng's reminder, the group of 17 quickly ran towards the rear...
Those who were still able to move ran at the back of the column, using their bows and arrows to slow down the enemy's pursuit.
During the escape, Salra kept talking to Lia.
It wasn't until quite a while later that Salla spoke to report to Ye Feng...
"My lord, Lia said they dug many traps ahead, and once we get there we'll be able to shake off these demons."
Ye Feng nodded. Since there was a chance of survival, there was no need to fight head-on...
How many arrows do you have left?
The group touched the quiver behind them...
"I have 5 left."
I have 3 left.
I have 6 left.
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