Chapter 342: Connecting the Mouth to Exterminate the War

Everyone made their own choices, and then they took action. The big ships also quickly converged towards the connection.

The black man, who had been in a frenzy all this time, moved very fast, and all the people had gathered in a short time, and the crowd looked towards the sea.

There were also some blacks, even with small sampans and even swimming, appearing on the sea, ready to deal with the coming whites. Having fought with the whites for so long, they were not afraid at all.

But when the huge shadow appeared, the faces of the blacks changed.

"Here it is, here it is, here comes the white man's ship. ”

"Where, tell me, I'm going to kill ten people today. A black man shouted.

"Oh my God, how can there be such a big ship, is this really a ship, this will not be God's punishment for us. "When a black man saw that huge shadow, he was crushed at once.

There were also people on the sea, who were surprised and forgot about the activity, but they sank and choked on several mouthfuls of water before they reacted. The black man, who reacted, hurriedly swam towards the back, and did not dare to stay in the sea anymore.

"Damn, what is this, why can white people make such a big ship, how did they do it. ”

Finally, more and more blacks were seeing the big ships, and it was not just a surprising problem. For those of them in primitive societies, this was nothing short of a miracle.

Seeing the panicked expressions of the black people, the white people on the boat shouted excitedly, venting their inner joy. Fighting with blacks for so long, I have never been so proud of myself.

Especially this time they are ready to wipe out the black people in one fell swoop and completely eliminate this feud, how can they be in a bad mood. The emotions that had been held back for so long needed to be vented, and they wanted to rush to fight the blacks now.

Of course, there are also black people who frantically shoot their spears at the big boat. But they were not easy to use in the water, and it was difficult for their spears to hit the ships, and most of them fell directly into the sea. The few that are inserted in the ship are of no use to the ship at all, but make the ship look even more hideous.

"It's a pity, if only we had enough time to set up some circles on the ship. ”

Seeing the spear stuck in the ship, Zhao Han shook his head, he was just a manufacturer after all. Although the manufacturer is powerful, it is based on a lot of resources, and without materials, he has no way to do it himself.

Seeing that, the black position in front of him appeared in front of Zhao Han's eyes, and Zhao Han began to calculate.

"Entering range, a breeze, a good view, adjusting the ballista angle. Deflection five degrees, elevation angle thirty, launch. ”

With Zhao Han's order, the white-skinned people who had been training in the past few days almost instinctively began to move according to his orders. On the other side of the fleet, there are also people calculating the angle.

The next moment, the sound of the strings collapsing sounded, and countless black shadows shot straight towards the black camp like flying locusts.

"What is this, it's not good, it's the enemy's spear, hurry up and dodge. Aware of the enemy's attack, the blacks hurriedly began to look for a place to hide.

Fortunately, their connection port is not very tidy, it is very primitive, and there are still a lot of various stone trees in this place. But even so, there are still many unlucky people who fall to the ground on the spot. In an instant, countless screams rang out, and the smell of blood also diffused.

In the rear, a priest chanted a prayer aloud, and the originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy. Then some gray mist rose from the ground, blurring the connection.

"What should we do, it's too far away for our spells to affect that side. A white sacrificial elder said.

Zhao Han waved his hand: "It's okay, just keep attacking, the black people are very dense, and the ballista can't be aimed at in the first place." So we just need to target the attack inside the black fog, and the effect will not be too bad. ”

With Zhao Han's words, the white people have a bottom in their hearts. In their hearts, the most useful person is not Du You, an existence with strong combat power, but Zhao Han, a person who can create miracles.

As a result, the ballista attacks did not stop at all, and the ships on both sides had no intention of approaching. Constantly listening to the screams inside, the blacks finally couldn't bear it anymore.

It was at this time that the white armies of the South finally rushed to the junction as well.

"Quick, put the ballista down, and we'll join the attack. Seeing that there was already a fight in front of them, the people here were excited and immediately launched a formation. One by one, the ballistas were carried here by the white man and immediately placed on the ground.

Because it is relatively simple to manufacture and easy to use, everyone quickly adjusts it. Then, countless crossbow arrows flew up from this side, shooting straight in the direction of the mist at the junction.

Amid the screams, a group of black men rushed out and slaughtered them. The blacks who have been attacked and have no way to fight back have finally found a target to attack, how can they not be crazy. It's a pity that there are still too few people who can rush over, and most of them can't move casually at all.

"Haha, it's good to come, let me meet them. ”

A figure leaped out, wielding two sledgehammers in both hands, and smashed them hard. Behind them, invisible wind blades flew out, creating a bloody path in the black team every time.

Then, the whites who reacted, except for those who controlled the ballista, raised their spears in their hands and threw them in the direction of the blacks. The blacks, too, threw their spears at them.

Suddenly, there were casualties on both sides. Just because the black side did not have an advantage, it didn't take long for the blacks to be suppressed. Many of the blacks who rushed out could only retreat and continue to be surrounded and suppressed by ballistas.

"Go on and shoot all the bolts. As long as we break the connection and eliminate the elite blacks here, there will not be many people on the black side who will be our opponents. ”

A white warrior roared loudly. Seeing a black warrior rushing over, the two of them instantly fought fiercely. The violent energy that burst out made people dare not approach at all.

No matter what, they were also second-order existences, and that attack was definitely not to be underestimated.

As the battle progressed, the blacks began to feel that they could not hold on. "Otherwise, let's retreat, if we continue to fight, we are not opponents at all, if we all stay here, then what will happen to the people behind us. ”