Chapter 349: A Long Day, The Intense Noon_2

The fierce battle drums rang out, and thousands of Ottopan Warriors clad in cotton armor, tightly grasping war clubs and shields, charged toward the high encampments. Following in the gray-blue figures' wake were over a thousand trusted aides in bronze cloth armor, wielding longbows as tall as a man. Approaching within fifty steps of the palisade walls, they exchanged shots with the Hunters within the camp.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

The whistling rain of arrows descended from above, striking the vital points of the Otomi Warriors. The Red Dog Tribe, with more than six hundred red-haired fighters, was almost twice the size of a common great tribe. These elite Hunters, shooting from a height, rarely missed their targets. Within just two rounds of shooting, the charging Otomi Warriors had lost over a hundred men, and their morale plummeted.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"