The Haru that came this time were indeed a bit different from the previous ones. I noticed that some of them were taller and seemed to be using animal hides for protection.
Although their sewing skills look like those of kindergarten children, we really have to give credit to these guys who can already produce their own tools.
Unfortunately, their protective measures were as poor as their craftsmanship. The animal hides used were also incredibly varied, including all sorts of different types.
Perhaps they feel more secure using a wider variety of leathers.
Due to manufacturing issues, I noticed that many parts of their bodies were still exposed, unlike our high-quality protective armor.
Last time we brought some bows and arrows to shoot at them, so they thought that as long as we wore protective gear, we couldn't do anything to them.
They're doomed to miscalculate this time. Our equipment has been upgraded, and each of these arrows has the power of thunder. How can their pile of scrap metal possibly withstand it?
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Arrows came out one after another from the three repeating crossbows, and we slowly and steadily shook the crossbows in our hands, making sure that every bolt hit a Haru as much as possible.
Haru, who was running in the lead, naturally became their cannon fodder and our live target.
We jogged towards them and fired, and after just one volley, Haru in front suffered heavy losses.
Before large numbers of Haru could even reach us, they had already fallen down in swathes, like harvested rice.
There is clearly a Haru, the kind of combat-level character Dante mentioned, in this room, who surprisingly sided with the situation.
The Haru warriors who caught up later immediately made a strategic change. They were as agile as Top, leaping from their spot to the top of the tree trunk, three meters high, and continuing to climb rapidly.
This amazing power truly surprised me.
No wonder the leader kept emphasizing that only by honing our beast skills could we fight against these Haru. Now it seems that the strength we've worked so hard to develop is still quite far behind theirs.
I certainly couldn't leap to a height of over three meters from a standing position. In terms of strength, these much larger creatures could absolutely crush us.
However, we didn't grow up to be pushovers. In addition to strength training, our hand-eye coordination and reaction speed have been trained to an outrageous level.
I wondered how these guys would react. Then I licked my dry lips, slung the crossbow over my shoulder, and drew my Nepalese kukri, saying to Susu and Dante,
"Let's just charge forward! If Haru tries to stop us, let them see how sharp our blades aren't!"
"receive!"
"receive!"
Susu and Dante responded to me at the same time, then slung their crossbows over their backs and drew their swords from their waists, preparing for a close-quarters attack.
It's not that we don't want to use repeating crossbows, it's just that it's difficult to lock onto Haru once he's climbed up a tree, and the tree trunks also obstruct the view, which makes shooting very troublesome.
Now that they've climbed the trees, the ground is empty, and we're wearing excellent soft armor so we're not afraid of their lousy bows and arrows at all.
The best option right now is for us to break free and not continue to entangle with them.
If we are held back by this force in front, we will be in a very passive situation once reinforcements arrive from the rear.
Just as I expected, the Haru that had already climbed the trees began to shoot at us with their bows and arrows, taking advantage of the terrain.
But do you think the armor I specially prepared before leaving home is just for decoration? The armor, made of incredibly tough crocodile leather, has unparalleled defensive capabilities.
Even the later adoption of fish scale armor and leather pants made from wild boar hides could not be easily destroyed by these scrap metal pieces that were not even strong enough to withstand a recurve bow.
In addition, we have leather headgear made of crocodile leather, so now we are almost indistinguishable from fencing athletes from head to toe. It would be very difficult to cause us any harm.
Despite the constant rain of arrows falling from above, we ignored them completely, letting them bounce off our bodies.
Anyway, as long as Haru doesn't stop us, we won't even bother to look at those arrows that have no power at all.
Haruko in the tree got anxious. The people were already surrounded, how could they let them escape?
In a moment of panic, the Haru saw that we were about to escape from their control. Immediately, several combat-grade Haru, each a size larger than ordinary Haru, came to intercept us, carrying a bone knife in each hand.
They were just as fast as Top in the trees, and in a few leaps they were already several trees away.
One of the Haru jumped directly in front of us, slamming its bone knife heavily into the ground, leaving a dent. Several others followed suit.
The bone knife, made of some unknown animal, was nearly a meter long, much longer than the machetes we have.
Although it's a bone knife, I'm certain that being slashed by this thing would be as painful as being hit by a car, instantly rendering us incapable of fighting.
Judging from the weight of that bone knife, it must be quite heavy. I dared not be careless, as blunt force injuries are not something that protective gear can easily prevent.
I gave Su Su and Dante a wink, and they immediately understood what I meant.
Just as those huge Haru charged toward us, we were met not with our Nepalese kukri, but with repeating crossbows.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
After the three crossbows fired a volley, before the Haru could even unleash their supernatural powers, they were already riddled with arrows and died in the northwest.
Just kidding. I have an American-style Iaijutsu for self-defense. Why would I want to gang up on you guys? Do you think you have too much energy?
After quickly clearing out Haru who was blocking our way, we continued running forward with our swords drawn. Drawing our swords from the beginning was just a feint; we wouldn't engage in close combat unless absolutely necessary.
Those Haru warriors who jumped down wanting to have a fair fight with us, how could they know that we were all old sixes, and that we would use our more proficient American-style iaido in the first encounter?
Next, a few more fearless Haru, armed with weapons, will try to duel us, but as soon as they get into position, they immediately convulse as if struck by a stroke and collapse to the ground.
Haru in the tree had realized that we were not easy to deal with, so he could only chase us from behind, but he didn't dare to get too close.
They had dealt with human tribes before, but the people they encountered were not as monstrous as us.
His own arrows couldn't kill them, but their strangely shaped bows and arrows could easily finish off his companions.
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