"Damn it, they're here already? Judging by this, they shouldn't be far from the camp."
There was no time to dwell on the matter. After receiving the news, Shi Lei rushed to the outskirts of the Black Forest and immediately ordered the slingers forward.
The enemy already knew they were here, so there was naturally no need to hide anymore.
Under these circumstances, the open Desolate Land outside the Black Forest was just right for the slingers to display their full potential.
Considering that battle could break out at any moment, Shi Lei had already had several baskets of the stone shot needed by the slingers carried over before nightfall yesterday and stockpiled on the outskirts of the Black Forest.
There was nothing more to say now. They simply formed up and waited for the enemy to enter their attack range before launching their assault.
The slings whirled at high speed, emitting a whooshing sound.
As soon as the slings began spinning, the primitive people opposite seemed to react. After a brief commotion, their originally dense formation quickly spread out.
Shi Lei's expression darkened as he watched this scene.
During the previous battle between the Black Moon Tribe and the Salt Lake Tribe, he had personally experienced the power of slings.
After joining Zhou Xu's command, he had gained an even deeper understanding of them.
He knew that the slings' greatest drawback was their lack of accuracy.
Aside from individuals like Zhou Chongshan, who possessed Exceptional Talent, the other slingers in their tribe could basically only send the stone shot flying in roughly the right direction.
Under these circumstances, once the enemy spread out their formation, the stone shot's hit rate would become pitifully low...
Shi Lei did not believe this was merely an accident.
Judging from their reaction just