"Shieldmen to the front, spearmen behind them, archers prepare to fire."
At Li Xuancang's command, the soldiers swiftly took up their respective positions.
Li Xuancang had organized his troops into shieldmen, saber soldiers, spearmen, and archers.
Working together, they could unleash terrifying combat strength.
The soldiers had drilled this combat system for a long time and were thoroughly familiar with it. They quickly formed up according to Li Xuancang's orders.
"The Human Race's food is right ahead! Kill them all and take the food!"
Huyan Zhuo shouted, and the Barbarians roared as they charged in to kill.
The Barbarians loved bravery and vicious combat, feared no death, and often fought without any order, relying solely on their savage ferocity with no coordination whatsoever.
This time was no different. They fought on their own and charged toward the Human Race army.
"Fire!"
Once the Barbarians drew near, Li Xuancang pointed with his spear, and the archers, who had long been poised to strike, immediately loosed their arrows.
"Whoosh, whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
More than fifty archers fired in unison, and arrows instantly blanketed the Barbarians charging at the very front.
"Pfft!"
"Ah!"
"Urgh!"
"..."
As the arrows fell, the Barbarians suffered casualties, and their charge faltered.
"Whoosh, whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Before the Barbarians could catch their breath, the second and third volleys swept over them once more.
The distance between the two sides was enough for the archers to fire five volleys.
"Charge through and butcher them!"
"Damn it, kill with me!"
"Kill them!"
"..."
Their comrades' deaths didn't frighten the Barbarians away. Instead, they stirred the savagery in their bones, and they charged forward without regard for their lives.
There were over a thousand Barbarians. After several volleys, at least a hundred of them had been killed or wounded.
"Kill!"
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