Vol 2 Chapter 564: -Beheading

Looking up at Ah Zhi, Bu pursed his lips: "Why haven't you rested yet?"
Azhi shook his head, "Master Patriarch, didn't you also take a rest."
Bu Wenyan was taken aback, snorted and said nothing.
Azhi said: "My patriarch, today I heard the monkey talk about the Ji thief. I think this guy may be our arch enemy. Although they are not many in number, it is not so easy for us to defeat them."
Bu Kan Azhi: "What can you do?"
Azhi hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I plan to..."
Before Ah Zhi could fall down, suddenly, a commotion came.
"There are enemies! There are enemies!"
Bu and Azhi's eyes widened in an instant, and looked at the situation with the pitiful light projected by the moon.
"What's the matter?" Bu exclaimed.
A trace of panic appeared on Ah Zhi's face.
Yes, he is smart, but he is smart for primitive people.
Although his previous record in the Qingfeng tribe was very sturdy and even perverted, compared with the modern thief, it is a little insignificant.
Although Ji Thief has only a few records, but Ji Thief has thousands of years of cultural accumulation, so many books are not for nothing.
You said it’s okay to talk about soldiers on paper, or you say it’s keyboard man.
But at any rate, Ji Thief had this theory and had actual combat experience.
Unlike primitive people, who have actual combat experience but no war theory.
Otherwise, in the current situation, you can see that it was a night attack, but how did Azhi and Bo behave?
Instead of responding at all, they asked what happened.
The chaos is still continuing, and there is a faint tendency to intensify.
Under the moonlight, there were people from the Qingfeng tribe running and trampling everywhere, one by one, all just running away.
Ji Thief riding on the back of the Sabretooth Tiger, holding the iron spear in his hand, shouted: "Shoot, catch someone and ask, where is the cloth? Let's stare at this lady today!"
The hunter drew out the double knives that stabbed the enemy and responded loudly. Then, he grabbed forward with one hand, grabbed an enemy who had fled in a panic, and pressed it on the ground, followed by a horizontal knife on his neck. He asked fiercely: "Where is the cloth? Hurry up, or I will kill you!"
Feeling the coldness on his neck, the man didn't dare to conceal the slightest bit. He pointed in the direction where the cloth was, and cried, "Clan, where is the patriarch!"
Shou Hehe said thank you, and then, crossed his neck with a knife and snorted, and the man died.
The hunter shook his double knives, and the Chongji thief said, "Master Patriarch, I've asked you clearly."
The thief nodded and glanced at the Qingfeng tribe who was flustered under the moonlit night. The iron spear pointed in the direction that Shouwen came out and shouted: "Kill with me!"
Under the moonlight, the forty members of the military department formed a neat phalanx, followed behind Ji Zei, with a roar, and the bronze sword in his hand waved and fell.
Just relying on this simple slashing action, a path was stunned in the crowd.
It is not the enemy who is not organized to block the way, but they are so pale and weak in front of the military department.
Originally, the Qingfeng tribe was in a panic because of the sneak attack. In addition, the indomitable momentum of the military department forced more people to lose the heart of resistance.
Three hundred steps forward, no fewer than one hundred enemies died in the hands of the military department.
The injured has doubled several times.
Looking at the panicked people in front of him, the thief who was doing the blade with Tushan and Shou on the tiger's back was a little excited for a while.
He didn't expect that he would get such a big result from this sneak attack.
It seems that I still underestimated how powerful the bombing camp was.
Under the cover of night, the Qingfeng tribe didn't even know how many people they had brought. Most of them panicked after hearing the enemy attack.
In addition, the Qingfeng tribe has no torch lighting, and it is even more unable to detect its own situation.
Even Ji thief completely believed that among these 3,500 Qingfeng tribesmen, 3,000 people did not know how many people they had attacked this time.
The remaining five hundred who knew, either were knocked down and overthrown by their own people and caught up in the torrent of escape, or they were completely defeated by their own armed forces.
As the resistance increased, Ji thief knew that he had entered the core of the Qingfeng tribe's position. He gritted his teeth: "Catch another enemy and ask, how far is it from Bu's residence!"
Tushan agreed, hitting the enemy in front of him with a hammer, and asked with a slamming sound: "Where is your patriarch?"
The Qingfeng tribe's head broke into pieces and lay on the ground, naturally unable to answer Tushan's question.
He was a little anxious, so he gave him a hammer and asked again.
Upon seeing this, the hunter spit out: "Idiot!"
As he said, Hunter shook his body and rushed into the crowd, and came to the back of the most fierce resistance Aomine leader, kicked him over to the ground, put the knife on his neck: "You What is the patriarch...It's you!!!"
After hearing the sound, the wind lying on the ground couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Damn it, you bastard!"
The hunter pushed the knife forward: "Hey, tell me where your patriarch is, and I won't kill you."
The wind snorted: "Dreaming! I won't talk about the patriarch..."
Before he finished speaking, an iron spear in the air pierced directly into the wind's temple.
The blood is flowing like a shot.
The hunter stared blankly at the Ji thief who shot: "Clan, patriarch, what are you doing, I haven't asked it yet?"
Ji Zei wiped the blood on his face, and squeezed his arm that was a little sore because of the long fight: "Don't ask, the place where the cloth is not far is here."
Shou heard the words and was taken aback: "My patriarch, how did you know?"
The thief said hey: "Ahe said, the wind is Bu's confidant. As a confidant, how can he be far from the clan? Everyone keep moving forward. Today, we give these friends who have come a great memory!
The members of the military department shouted in unison, and Ah Ju even shouted: "The first team retreats, drags the knife to rest, regaining strength, the second team moves forward, and follows the patriarch to break the enemy!"
Forty members of the military department quickly made adjustments and continued to fight forward.
Going forward for a while, and gradually, the advancement of the Military Department slowed down.
Firstly, it was due to the increase in the number of enemies. Secondly, the big swords in the hands of members of the military department had already rolled their blades, and they were not as powerful as before.
More often, they rely on the weight of the big knife to smash the enemy.
But if it only hurts and doesn't die, it won't do anything to the enemy.
"Damn, I knew this, I brought the Hussars here. With them, I will definitely be able to break through the line of defense and kill the cloth!" The thief pushed out the iron spear and pushed out the corpse hanging on the tip of the spear. Later, he cursed.
When he said this, his heart was full of regret.
If there were Hussars, this sneak attack today would have caused the Qingfeng tribe to lose a lot even if it could not kill the cloth.
It's a pity that although the military department is elite, but the manpower is exhausted after all, this nearly half an hour of fighting, even if the two teams of the military department are rotated, it is somewhat overwhelming.
"Give me another team and I can kill these guys."
Looking at the enemy in front of him, Ji Thief gritted his teeth and said.
"Master Patriarch, be careful!!!"
At this moment, Shou suddenly shouted.
Ji thief was stunned when he heard the words. Before he understood what was happening, he suddenly heard the bad wind in the air. He hurriedly lowered his head, and only heard a whistling sound in his ears. A stone spear flew over his head and wiped. His scalp was nowhere to be seen, but a hot pain was left behind.
Feeling a little damp on the top of his head, Ji Thief stretched out his hand and touched, his hands full of blood, immediately startled: "Fuck! Who did it!"
As soon as the voice fell, a dark figure sprang out from the crowd on the opposite side.
The black shadow was fast, holding a stone spear in his hand and squinting to the ground, jumped up in the air, and kicked the Ji thief on the tiger's back.
Feeling severe pain in his chest and abdomen, Ji Thief even sat unsteadily and flew out directly.
After landing, he wowed out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing the fight, Tushan and Hunter rushed back to Ji thief, each holding weapons to protect them.
"With me here, you don't want to hurt the patriarch!" The black figure spoke, and his voice was very familiar. It was the 獠 who had been negotiating with the Ji thief for a long time.
The legendary tiger and leopard, the fierce man of Qingfeng's first God of War, Hu!