Chapter 11 An War
In the afternoon, the sun shines through the dense canopy forest and leaves a thin spot.
There is a lot of moisture in the woodland. Although the sun is isolated from the outside, the forest can’t stop the heat wave from eroding the whole forest, just like a huge steamer.
The aborigines shouted that it was far away.
This group of indigenous people in Handanar County were driven from the plains to the mountains by evil spirits, but they didn’t seem to bear a grudge. Instead, they caused trouble to the soldiers of the Green Empire everywhere. Small guerrilla warfare in the jungle became the biggest trouble for the logistics supply line of the Green Empire.
The Green Empire occupied this land only for its rich resources. At most, some slaves in the Green Empire arrested some indigenous people and sold them to the main plane of Roland continent. Some big lords became slaves, but in the eyes of evil spirits, these indigenous people only exuded sour food …
Two indigenous people around the aboriginal leader soon discovered Bo Qiang, and they regarded Bo Qiang as a laggard. When they saw Bo Qiang running to fight back, the wooden spear pointed to the front charge force and motioned Bo Qiang to follow quickly.
Bo Qiang didn’t make a sound until Bo Qiang rushed to a place less than 20 meters away from the indigenous leader. Two indigenous people finally discovered the difference between Bo Qiang and his body.
At this time, the indigenous leader also saw that Bo Jianggen was not indigenous. He gave a long cry and directed the hip indigenous strong man to retreat. Two indigenous people strode towards Bo Qiang with wooden spears in their hands.
The distance of more than 20 meters is only a few seconds for Bo Qiang and two aborigines. Bo Qiang didn’t slow down at all during his running. He rushed over to meet an aborigine and when they were about to collide, the aborigine stabbed Bo Qiang with a wooden spear in his hand.
Boqiang, on the other hand, leaped high with his feet, wielding a wooden spear that accurately cut the aborigines like a Roman sword in his hand.
The hardwood spear should be broken, and Bo Qiang took the opportunity to pound the indigenous face and knee with his elbow, and a series of fractures sounded together. The indigenous people were slammed to the ground by Bo Qiang, and Bo Qiang also stepped on his body for the first time and made track for the retreating indigenous leader.
I found myself trying to escape. The indigenous leader drove his strong man to meet Boqiang. The indigenous leader waved a wooden stick with a flag tied in his hand and smashed Boqiang with a crimson flame.
Bo Qiang was startled by the fire, and he put the stick on fire sideways and let it pass over his cheek, which made his face feel a sharp pain.
The aboriginal leader was overjoyed when he saw that the blow had worked, and his mouth "jabbered" and ordered the hip aboriginal strong man to pursue forward.
Boqiang is physically strong, but lacks combat experience. The indigenous strong man carries the leader to chase and kick his foot to Boqiang’s abdomen. Boqiang falls back awkwardly. The Roman sword in his hand can stab his wrist forward and lift it up. Unexpectedly, the chest of the indigenous strong man is scratched for two feet. The abdominal cavity and chest cavity in his mouth are cut by sharp tools, and the internal organs are squeezed out along the wound and flowed all over the floor.
The strong man whined and fell to the ground.
The indigenous leader who rode his neck also lost his center of gravity and fell down.
Bo Qiang didn’t expect that his body could react so sharply. He just panicked, and his brain moved with his own hands. It was subconscious but he killed the burly indigenous strong man.
The indigenous leader who fell to the ground lost his flag-bearer staff. At this time, he was about to climb over and pick it up. Boqiang, where can he get his weapon back? He clenched his Roman sword in his hand and threw himself down. He stabbed the sharp Roman sword into the middle of the back of the indigenous leader.
Chased from behind, the native guards held wooden spears and stabbed Boqiang in the back of his neck.
Because of his physical reaction, Bo Qiang consciously held his chest and bowed his head, and the wooden spear stuck to his scalp.
Bo Qiang grabbed the wooden spear with one hand and stabbed the Roman sword into the chest of the indigenous guard with the other hand. The indigenous guard held the chest and threw down the leader. Bo Qiang was worried that the indigenous guard would be dying and reached out and carried the messy braided Roman sword of the indigenous guard. The neck of the indigenous guard ruthlessly wiped a native guard and swallowed directly.
After killing three aborigines in a row, the blood in my body is still rushing, and my heartbeat is like playing drums, Bo Qiang is sitting prostrate and covered with dead leaves, and my hand is clenched tightly. At this moment, the Roman sword is also tumbling and stained with blood, which quickly condenses, and there is some stickiness in my hand.
Boqiang wants to find some dead leaves to wipe off the blood on his hands.
Before he could sit and catch his breath and hide in the deep forest, the indigenous people found out that the leader had been killed, and immediately there was a rush of shouting in the forest, and the death of the indigenous leader spread quickly
Nearby, the aborigines have gathered around Boqiang’s position. The aborigines haven’t arrived yet, but the messy arrows have been flying one after another. It just happened that Boqiang lost strength at his feet.
Bo Qiang saw several indigenous people coming towards the encirclement, and he was so scared that he didn’t dare to hesitate to pick up the Roman sword and the indigenous leader’s stick tied with a pennant and ran away to the encirclement and the gap.
Probably before the charge, the aborigines also learned the news of the leader’s death. Before the charge, the aborigines immediately broke up, and several aborigines chased after the solitary and powerful, and did not hesitate to give up and win.
Bo Qiang was worried about being torn apart by the angry aborigines behind him and tried his best to run halfway in the same direction. Some aborigines tried to stop Bo Qiang, but no one could stop him.
Hundreds of indigenous people behind Boqiang formed a fan, shouting and chasing Boqiang desperately.
Bo Qiang didn’t think that killing the indigenous leader alone would annoy all the indigenous people. He dared not look back at the situation behind him and ran hard.
I don’t know how far I ran, but I feel my legs are getting heavier and heavier. Breathing into my lungs is like it’s never enough. My throat has a little salty taste. Boqiang knows that he has been exhausted, but those indigenous people are biting their heels and not falling far behind.
Bo Qiang ran and ran with a soft foot. I don’t know what I tripped over, but my body flew forward uncontrollably.
Boqiang’s face was covered with fallen leaves, and his body turned forward. It was like a hard landing plane lifting up a large area of fallen leaves in the woodland. The whole person also fell into a blank mind and had an idea,’ It’s over!’
Just as he was filled with despair, a melodious horn sounded across the woodland, followed by a boiling cry for killing …
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