From beginning to end, this battle has always been under the control of Li Tianyang and them.

The art of war has clouds, the time and place are favorable and the people are the three major factors for the victory of the war, and in the battle of life and death of the Yushan tribe, the energy that these Yushan natives can burst out is extraordinary.

If they want to rely on these less than 800 soldiers to win on other people's territory and in other people's favorable terrain, even if they win, the price that this coalition army has to pay is very great, which is not in the interests of Li Tianyang and them.

Therefore, when Li Tianyang and the others discussed together in the past few days how to attack the Yushan tribe, Li Tianyang's first thought was to force these Yushan tribesmen out of the cottage they had been operating for many years. And when Bengang was attacked, that inspiration gave him a good idea: in the Yushan tribe cottage, the planning is not like in the Bengang camp, each family is close to each other, but the distance between each other is not very far, plus it is adjacent to the forest, every household has the habit of hoarding wood fire, and it is not difficult to cause a fire in the entire camp.

Therefore, Li Tianyang brought hundreds of catties of grease from the camp as supplementary fuel for the burning of the village, just to make this fire out of control.

And when the fire spreads, Harik, as the patriarch, can only choose to abandon the camp.

"Is Patriarch Harik here? Please also step forward and speak. "After surrounding this group of tired divisions, Li Tianyang came to negotiate with the people of the Yushan tribe.

"What is there to say, let's all talk with the guy in our hands!" On the other side, a voice with deep anger categorically rejected Li Tian's kindness to raise him.

"Patriarch Harik, you are heroes and heroes, and you are not afraid of sacrifice, but you also have to think about those clansmen behind you, can you just bear with it and let your Yushan tribe disappear?" Li Tianyang still hopes to reduce the killing as much as possible, if the war really starts, then the group of coalition soldiers under his command really don't know what it means to keep their hands at that time.

"If my Yushan tribe is going to perish, that is also our fate, so I don't have to worry about you, the patriarch of Hong Kong." In the words on the other side, the resentment was so deep that even if Li Tianyang didn't meet him, he could feel one or two, and he couldn't help but shudder.

At the same time, a roar of arrows tearing through the air shot straight from the opposite side to the place where Li Tianyang made his sound, "grabbing" some, but Li Tianyang was clever enough to raise a shield to block it.

"Alas!" The negotiation failed, it seems that it is still necessary to go to this last step, Li Tianyang smiled bitterly in his heart: "Wu Jie, let everyone prepare, try not to shoot the bow and arrow at the heads of those old and weak behind them." ”

In his heart, in fact, he also knows very well that the hatred between everyone is really a little big, not to mention the nearly 1,000 soldiers who burned to death a few days ago, just today in order to force these natives to give up the cottage, Li Tianyang raised this fire, and he doesn't know how many Yushan people who didn't have time to escape burned to death.

"Shoot the arrow!!"

In the next battle, it was only then that the familiar scene of these natives was returned, and the wooden arrows connected the sky between each other like black rainbows.

"Charge !!"

The warriors with shields bore the brunt of the blow, braving the raging rain of arrows, and hurried across the soft sand, and finally met in the not-so-wide clearing between the two sides.

"Huh!" "Whew!" "Smack!"

The natives had very few iron weapons, so they used more wooden spears, and unlike the army, the battle between the natives was a bit dull, except for the sound of these weapons slashing and stabbing, few warriors made a sound, and even if they were badly wounded by unbearable suffering, they mostly just snorted and persevered until the last moment of the battle.

And in this melee of more than 1,000 people, the most conspicuous thing was a team of about fifty people, under the leadership of Wu Jie, like a dagger inserted into the opponent's vital point, almost penetrating the human wall composed of Yushan warriors.

The fighting of the natives, like the brawl of the underworld, has no rules at all, and everyone relies more on their own combat experience gained in hunting, and there is little cooperation. And Wu Jie's team of nearly 50 people, among the more than 100 team members brought out by Li Tianyang, in addition to the assignment to manage the indigenous team, Li Tianyang still has the only complete camp team left in his hands, at this moment, the results of training over the years are undoubtedly revealed.

The venue for this battle is not as narrow as the deck, giving Wu Jie and them more room to move, so the formation that Wu Jie and they are using now is not a simple three-person formation, but a six-person formation that emphasizes coordination. The biggest change in the entire six-person formation is the addition of three spears that are six feet long, which are combined with the sword and shield hands to make the lethality more powerful.

The team of fifty people formed eight formations lined up, occupying 1/5 of the width of the central battlefield. Under the cover of the wooden shields, spears stretched out from the most secret places like poisonous snakes, and before the other side could reflect, they had already inserted into the opponent's body, and then disappeared in an instant, behind several shields.

What's even more powerful is that in recent years, as Li Tianyang has paid more attention to first aid and medical matters, it has also made everyone understand many fatal points of the human body in disguise. Li Tianyang summed up the weaknesses of these human bodies, whether it was knife skills or spears, when they usually trained, they were more inclined to aim at such weaknesses to attack, and strive to make the opponent lose their combat effectiveness once.

The spears in the hands of this team member, basically every three spears, a warrior fell to the ground and could not get up, which was much more efficient than other indigenous teams. After more than half an hour, the team led by Wu Jie had already slashed and killed almost the same number of Yushan warriors on the spot, and in front of them, there were gradually cold or murmuring voices of Yushan warriors everywhere, and their own losses were only a few minor injuries, not even a single seriously injured person.

However, their friendly army, the coalition of many tribes, faced with the patchwork of the Yushan tribe, and even the team joined by women and natives, they were even a little suppressed and beaten by others, and there were countless casualties, which was quite unbearable.

However, when it arrived, the Yushan tribe, a group of grief and indignation, was brave and brave, but the disparity in strength was too great, and there was no advantage in the terrain, and in the end, it had become a situation on the verge of collapse.

(End of chapter)