A thousand elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors entered the battlefield and dealt with all of them without saying a word.
The three-meter-tall elite Heavy Skeleton Warrior looked like his younger brother in front of the four-meter-tall wasteland monster, seemingly lacking in combat effectiveness.
But in fact, although they are short, they are stocky. They are short and heavy, which shows that what is concentrated is the essence.
Not taller than you?
Then give me a try!
The wasteland troll didn't believe in evil, so he took it.
then……
The sledgehammer hit the chest, the chest cavity was sunken, and he died.
The sledgehammer hit the big belly, all the internal organs were broken, and he died.
Hit the head with a sledgehammer, the brain will burst, and you will die.
The little green-skinned goblin warriors were so dumbfounded, what the hell is this, and they died?
Each and every wasteland monster was hammered so hard that they couldn't find their way to the north. They never expected that the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warrior, who only reached their chests, was stronger than them, and much bigger, too big to resist.
the point.
The key thing is that others are not only stronger, but also more flexible than me.
The wasteland troll's weapon is a simple "meteor hammer". If he wants to hit someone, he has to turn around, but when he swings the meteor hammer, the hammers on the opposite side all hit him.
Even if you are lucky and the meteor hammer passes by, that melon hammer can smash the stones on the meteor hammer in one fell swoop, and it can't hit anyone at all.
This is not a joke!
The elite heavy hammer skeleton warrior is a "chariot on the battlefield, a small mobile fortress" according to the system evaluation. It is a heavy unit in the serious undead battle sequence. It is not something stupid and thick like the wasteland troll.
Can be dealt with.
The wasteland troll barely managed to kill a few of the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors. Instead, he died and was seriously injured. He was frightened by being beaten directly and did not dare to fight again. The previous arrogance was gone. He threw the meteor hammer and hugged him.
Run back with your head in your hands.
They are stupid and naive, but they are not afraid of death.
Nearly two thousand trolls were killed, and hundreds of them were killed in the blink of an eye. The remaining trolls in the wasteland looked at it and thought, why bother fighting, just run away.
Usually, these guys use their height and strength to bully others. Most of the races in the wasteland can't do anything to them. After all, their size is there. The four-meter-high general grid rushes over, as if a mountain is coming.
, I got timid before I started fighting.
They bully others every time and rarely lose. This makes the wasteland trolls not only think that they have no opponents, but they also go to the battlefield unscrupulously.
Who would have thought that I would encounter a tough situation today? These guys who fucked my chest are so awesome.
The wasteland troll was picked up. Fortunately, it was daytime, and the combat effectiveness of the undead was weakened. If it were night, they would be even more unlucky, and those elite heavy hammer skeleton warriors would be even more ferocious.
"What are those, what are those!"
Palmeda looked into the distance, dumbfounded as she stared at the giant wasteland monster that was beaten and running away with its head covered, unable to believe her eyes.
What the hell happened?
How come the wasteland trolls were suddenly defeated, and so many people were killed!
These are heavy-duty troops, one of their mainstays in attacking the undead, but they were defeated inexplicably like this.
Palmeda frowned deeply, becoming increasingly dissatisfied with the coalition's intelligence network. He did not see in the intelligence that the undead had such a heavy unit. If he had known that the other party had such a unit, he would never have done so.
Feel free to send trolls into play.
The loss of the trolls and their flight after being defeated were too demoralizing, especially now that the first wave of charges was coming.
He sent the wasteland trolls to the field in order to expand the results of the battle, enhance the confidence of the Goblin warriors on the front line, and make them fight more bravely. He tried to take advantage of the trolls' heavy-duty troops to penetrate the undead positions and let the Goblin warriors rush to kill them.
In the past, if the lizards and headhunters were put on the field, the undead could be taken down.
The plan was well planned, but I didn't expect it to change so quickly. Because of the troops that were not included in the information, the trolls fled and the Goblin Warriors in front also rioted.
After defeating the wasteland troll, the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors did not leave, but cooperated with the Skeleton Undead to attack the Goblin Warriors.
Just like the giant monster in the wasteland attacked the undead skeletons just now, the Goblin Warriors were completely unable to stop the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors. It was like a tiger entering the flock, and the melon hammer swept across them all.
Even though there are less than a thousand elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors, they have the ability to push across the battlefield. The weapons of the Goblin Warriors cannot cause harm to them at all. No, it cannot be said that they cannot cause damage.
It's scratching an itch.
The elite Hammer Skeleton Warriors are all covered in heavy armor, and their bones have been strengthened. In addition, they are tall, so the Goblin Warriors can't even hit their heads when they jump up, so there's really nothing you can do.
The Goblin Warriors' originally powerful momentum was crushed by less than a thousand elite Hammer Skeleton Warriors!
When the wasteland troll ran away, the Goblin Warriors behind knew something was wrong, and ran away after the troll. The Goblin Warriors in the front who still wanted to fight with the elite Hammer Skeleton Warriors died miserably.
When he turned around, he found that his companions had all run away, so he naturally refused to fight any more and ran back.
At this moment, the Goblin Warriors were defeated.
Halfway through the run, the Goblin Warriors met the Goblin Warriors and Bear Goblins who had come for reinforcements. They didn't know what was going on in front of them. Just now, the giant monster rumbled past them and rushed to the front. Now
It ran away with a rumble and came again.
what's the situation?
Finished?
The Goblin Warrior and the Bear Goblin were filled with questions, and then they saw the huffing Goblin Warrior running towards them risking their lives.
this……
What's going on ahead?
Until they saw a figure in the distance, leaping high and falling heavily in front of them. The gravel on the ground splashed up and hit the armor, making a clanking sound. The figure swung the hammer in his hand and knocked several pieces of it into the air.
A Goblin warrior was thrown away, and they realized what had happened.
What a defeat!
Before we even reached the place, the front collapsed!
The Goblin Warrior and Bear Goblin who had just reached the halfway point were still hesitant. They turned around and ran back several times faster than before.
It was slow when I arrived, but it was fast when I returned.
To become a goblin warrior, not to mention combat prowess, you must run fast, especially when escaping for your life, that speed is definitely enough!
Even though they are wearing metal armor, it can't slow them down!
What are the prerequisites for becoming a Goblin Warrior?
Combat power?
physique?
Of course not, I am running fast!
If you can't run fast, you won't even have a life. You're nothing like a warrior. If you want to be a warrior, you have to stay alive first!
Therefore, the Goblin Warriors all run very fast. Even if they are wearing metal armor and starting behind the Goblin Warriors, they can not only catch up with the Goblin Warriors, but also surpass them.
Li Ziyu saw from a distance that the opponent was completely defeated.
Liu Xingxing and Zhang Peng were also dumbfounded, and there were only two words in their minds: That's it?
Didn't they fight very fiercely at first? In a blink of an eye, they were almost escaping back to the coalition forces.
Good guys, let's call them good guys, they are much more professional in escaping than in charging.
Goblin is short in stature, and runs very fast.
The elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors only chased half the distance. After the Goblin Warriors also started to run away, they stopped. This was what Li Ziyu meant.
In fact, the undead don't really want to chase them. The main reason is that during the day, they will become weak, which makes them feel bad. Therefore, during the day, the undead don't like to move and they look very lethargic.
If it were night, and the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors took the lead, they could go directly to the opponent's camp and let them know why the flowers are so red!
Seeing the opponent running further and further away, the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors played tricks with their hammers, holding them upside down and turning around to walk back. The undead skeletons who had just arrived were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't realize that the battle was over, and looked blankly.
Holding the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warrior, he instinctively followed the opponent back.
Palmeda did not punish the Goblin Warriors for their defeat, but he was still very angry. The reason for his anger was not the failure of the first battle. He had experienced more battles. He was angry because of the intelligence!
This failure had nothing to do with the Goblin Warriors. In Palmeda's eyes, the Goblin Warriors had done well and were better than he expected. If it weren't for the fact that the intelligence was wrong, he made the wrong decision.
, maybe we have won now.
Those idiots below, what on earth can they do? They can’t even get information, and they don’t even know what kind of arms the undead have!
How many times did you make a mistake?
The last time the vanguard camp was raided by the undead, it was also due to intelligence reasons. The failure of the first battle this time was also due to intelligence reasons.
It's so hard to fight.
Palmeda felt a sense of powerlessness. There were too many things that needed to be changed in this kind of team. With the current strength, let alone marching into the central area, whether it could clear this wasteland was a question.
The first round of fighting between the two sides ended like this. Li Ziyu spent a lot of money to get the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warrior who had been hiding by his side to shine, giving the Cancer Alliance a head-on blow.
Cancer Alliance, conference room.
"What should we do now?"
"Just one defeat doesn't mean anything."
"Fortunately, it's daytime. It would be even more troublesome if it were at night."
"Yes, but we have to find a way to deal with the undead with hammers, otherwise it will be difficult. The morale of the goblins will be gone, and the goblin warriors will not come forward."
"I just said I won't fight. It's better now. If I fail in the first fight, I'll cause more trouble..."
Before the leader of the lizard people had finished speaking, an ax flew over in a spin, split his head in half with a pop, then continued flying and was nailed to the wooden pillar behind him.
Everyone was silent for a moment, glanced at the dead lizardman leader, and silently turned to look at Palmeda, who was standing up and striding towards the axe.
"Who else wants to question my words?" Palmeda grabbed the handle of the axe, used a little force to pull the double-edged ax off the wooden pillar, turned to look at the generals and clan leaders present, and asked in a solemn tone.
.
The generals and patriarchs were silent. You looked at me, I looked at you, and they all lowered their heads. Ever since Palmeda became the president of the coalition, he was quite gentle to them, which made them gradually forget about this guy.
identity.
Before he was the President, he was the legendary leader of the Headhunting Clan, known as the Killing Conqueror. In addition to being a leader, he was also a powerful warrior and was never a good-tempered guy.
This ax reminded everyone of Palmeda's identity.
Those who can become generals and clan leaders may not be the strongest warriors, but they are definitely not useless. Palmeda is also the best among many warriors. In his time, there was no one who could compete with him head-on.
There are only a few people.
The era Palmeda lived in was a barbaric era. It was different from now. At that time, if you wanted to become a clan leader, you had to have strong strength to back you up, otherwise the people below would not accept it at all.
You said you are smart and thoughtful?
Oh, what's the use of being smart? You have to be able to save your head.
It is not that there were no smart people in Palmida's era, but it was difficult for those smart people to stay in the position of patriarch for a long time. They either died in wars or in rebellions. No one would believe in a patriarch who was not strong enough.
In those days, personal bravery was magnified. Every time a charge was made, the clan leader must take the lead. If the clan leader did not take the lead, others would naturally not rush forward bravely. They needed role models.
And Palmeda came from that era. He used his real fists and strength to set off a bloody storm, and ruled the Palmeda tribe step by step on the basis of numerous corpses, and led the small tribe that could be wiped out at any time step by step.
Go strong.
Although he is older, his combat effectiveness has not diminished at all, and is even stronger than before.
Palmeda, who has experienced countless battles in his life and killed countless enemies, carries the double-edged ax that has always been with him. He looks at the wolf as a hawk and sees that no one dares to make a move. Then he walks towards himself step by step.
seats.
"I don't want to hear the kind of voice just now. You have to remember my name. My name is Parmeda." Palmeda looked directly at her seat and spoke in an old and low voice as she walked.
The voice said word for word.
Blood and killing intent spread in the conference hall. At this moment, the long-dormant murderous conqueror revived. The man who once made his enemies tremble just by hearing his name finally showed his ferocious appearance.
Crunchy.
Palmeda sat back in his seat, his body seemed to be exerted by a huge force, and the chair made an overwhelming sound.
Boom!
The double-edged ax hit the ground, as if someone was beating it on the heart with a drumstick. The generals and clan leaders who were not strong enough couldn't help but tremble.
"Purge the army and fight again. We will destroy each other during the day." Palmeda said with eager eyes.
No one from the generals or the clan leader spoke, and listened honestly. They did not want to have a direct conflict with Palmeda, so they could not object to what he said.
At this moment, a Goblin leader stood up tremblingly and looked at Palmeda in fear.
"Huh?" Palmida looked at the Goblin leader and snorted softly.
"Honored, respected and great President, I have something to say." The Goblin leader knelt down and said in a trembling and fearful voice.
"Say." Palmida leaned back slightly, placed her hands on top of the ax handle, and looked down at the Goblin leader.
"Our Goblin warriors don't want to go anymore. Even the trolls have been defeated. They think the undead are invincible." The Goblin leader said cautiously.
"So?" Palmida's eyes flashed with a fierce light.
Feeling the strong killing intent, the Goblin leader lowered his head lower, almost burying it in the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Mighty Palmeda, can we stop attacking today and wait for another day?"
Fight again.”
As soon as the Goblin leader finished speaking, Palmeda's figure disappeared from her seat and appeared next to him. She waved the ax in her hand and a cold light flashed through her.
"ah--"
The Goblin leader screamed and fell to the side. One of his arms was missing, and his face was covered in sweat from the pain.
Palmeda leaned down, stared at the Goblin leader, and said coldly: "That's your problem, not mine. I asked you to prepare for the second attack. You don't understand, so I'm just saying you
If I can’t do it, then I will find a clan leader who can do it.”