Reinforcement
Tratatatatata!! Tratatatatata!!
The unceasing raucous sound of the machine guns that echoed through the air like a series of thunder claps. Simultaneously, a shower of bullets was raining down on the battling barbarians.
If one had the ability to see from the sky, they would be able to see the barbarians were dying at the rate of leaves falling during the autumn season.
With each round of fire, at least a dozen barbarians would die. The flying ship hovered in the air, turning and maneuvering its massive frame through the sky while shooting at the barbarians on the ground.
Even so, the group was still overwhelmed by the sheer amount of barbarians jumping at them. It was obvious that there were simply too many barbarians for one ship to handle.