Chapter 79 The battle situation is as quiet as a chess official
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The mercenaries who had narrowly escaped death gathered around the heavy-armed scytheman, and the ferocious expressions appeared on their faces again. Unexpectedly, they were allowed to land by accident.
Many mercenaries had thrown away their weapons, and now they all took out the daggers in their boots.
The three-layered fine iron tower shields of the heavy-armed scythes were also lost, but the scythes were tied with iron chains and the handles were connected to the armor. Now all the scythes in this world are tightly held in the hands of the strong men of Pompeii.
"Three hundred people! We still have three hundred people!" A mercenary wearing a squadron leader's badge shouted ecstatically.
Seeing that there were only two to three hundred opponents, and they were all composed of frog-dwarf goblins, hedgehogs, and skunks, with none of the beauties running away, the mercenaries did have a reason to give themselves a reason to be happy.
Led by a few surviving team captains and squadron leaders, the mercenaries formed a complete "V" line attack formation with the giant scythe as the core, and the heroic song of Dolot sounded loudly again.
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Ningyu removed the barrier made by illusion, and this amateur battle formation, which the mercenaries ridiculed as testicles, suddenly transformed into a top-notch ferocious battle formation. Between the two clustered shield battle formations, they extended a hundred yards back.
, it was a miscellaneous cavalry formation composed of twelve mammoths, three giant land otters, and a giant cave bear. The terrifying giant beasts were all wearing golden battle armor, and sixteen ores with long beards and cold eyes.
The Finnish warriors sat upright, each with two terrifying machetes that were as long as a halberd, axe, and lance.
On the leading elephant's arm was a flag fluttering in the wind, which was a skeletal pig head wrapped in a halo of tangerine. In the lower corner was a ferocious dragon head with crossed swords dripping with blood. On it were embroidered two large characters in Mongolian...
...Xiangjun!
It was an Orphan warrior again! Or a heavily armored knight! Some of the mercenaries immediately turned around and jumped into the cold and fast Sanggan River.
There was a brilliant flash of light, and the beautiful swan with a delicate mole on the corner of her mouth actually turned over and stepped onto an Iron Cross beast that appeared out of thin air, its long tail of flames sweeping around. A ball of silver fighting energy bloomed brilliantly.
Some of the mercenaries fainted, and more became incontinent.
A tall and burly bearman suddenly stood up from the group of goblins, pinching his nose. His iron tower-like figure stood like a majestic mountain. Following him, a man wearing heavy armor appeared.
Giant sloth, this sloth has terrifying fangs and twelve-inch sharp claws. It is stronger than the giant cave bear, full of violence and wildness. It is simply the embodiment of ferocity and savagery. The bear-man crosses
After getting on the back saddle of the giant sloth, he took off a giant axe, which could not be used as a door panel, and a Yuantong battle shield. A fiery red light flashed across his body, and Qiu's muscles suddenly swelled. He reloaded the giant scythe.
The hands felt like the hairs all over their bodies were exploding.
The Mi Sha badges on the helmets of these two knights have revealed their identities. If there are opponents for this kind of Behemoth warrior, then the only opponents are the human Paladins and the legendary demon death knights.
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Even if two thorn knights or steel knights come now, it is enough to collapse this group of basically unarmed mercenaries, but there are still two silver knights and bronze knights! In the Behemoth Temple, Pancontinent is famous far and wide.
In the establishment of the Templars, the lowest establishment of the Knights of Thorns is twenty people, the establishment of the Iron Knights is ten people, the establishment of the Bronze Templars is only five, and the high-end establishments of the Gold Templars and Silver Templars are only two people.
But yourself!
Is there a prince or princess of Behemoth here? Or is it the Great Shaman of Wei'an? The formation of the mercenaries exploded in an instant. The mercenaries who had just woken up from a dream had only one thought left, and that was to escape. Fei Leng
The green cavalry quickly separated their formation and began to outflank and charge. Long knives were waving, giant hooves were trampling, and the nightmare... was repeated.
The only way for the mercenaries who only held daggers to resist was to use their necks to resist the cold long knives and the terrifying heavy hooves. Not to mention the daggers used to deal with the huge mammoths, even if they were used to grow wool for the mammoths
It's probably not classy enough to shave your toes.
He used the ancient ritual of Behemoth warriors to express his admiration to the brave warriors of this world.
The hippos also came ashore, and they joined the siege of the stragglers. They were bare-handed, with or without weapons. For their strong bodies, the difference was not very big.
Collina held his sword and led the remaining cavalry team composed of land otters and cave bears to look coldly at the heavy-armed scytheers who were the only ones who did not escape.
Corina actually praised this generation of heavy-armed scythes. It’s not that this generation of scythes didn’t want to run away. Facing a group of heavy cavalry surrounding them, and two Holy Yin knights watching eagerly from the side, even if they ran away
What's the use? You can make a bet by standing still, but if you turn your butt, it's like giving it to others to trample on.
The eyes of the heavy-armed giant scythes were filled with tears.
The earl on the other side of the river originally saw a small force actually coming ashore, and when he saw the presence of the heavy-armed scytheman, he was as happy as the mercenaries of this generation, but this joy was soon replaced by
A series of blows caused him to become paralyzed.
"Fire...fire...fire!" The count jumped off his horse, grabbed Master Ortega by the collar, pushed him desperately, and shouted incoherently: "Elephants are afraid of fire.
! Hurry up and use magic flames to deal with them! And the Templars... Oh, don't be afraid, the Templars will not take the initiative to attack, you have to attack first, hurry up, deal with them quickly!"
"And you!" The count almost strangled Master Fran's neck with his other hand, and roared in a commanding tone, spraying the master's head and face with spit.
The two masters were so violently pushed by the Earl that they almost broke their old bones. They quickly commanded the three magic apprentices to respond to the Earl's call and used all their strength to launch magic fireballs towards the other side. However,
The apprentices' magic power was a bit poor, and they fell into the Sanggan River far short of the range.
Like the Behemoth Sacrifice, not all magicians are super long-range attackers. This also depends on their strength. A first-class Behemoth Sacrifice, for example, the glorious halo and evil halo blessing range of the Scepter Sacrifice can reach up to 1,500.
One hundred yards is five or so. The war sacrifice can only have one thousand yards at most.
Generally speaking, the attack range of a magician is farther than that of a priest. Master Fran's union title is a senior magician, and his attack radius is about two thousand yards, while Master Ortega's union title is an intermediate magician, and his attack radius is about two thousand yards.
The radius is about 1,500 yards. Although the two masters are among the seven levels of magicians: magic apprentice, trainee magician, intermediate magician, senior magician, magician, magister, and Saint Chiao magician.
It's above average. But it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. In order to summon two powerful scrolls, two masters were forced to fight and a useless person was killed. Now they can only do nothing. As for their poor magic apprentice,
Using their level in such a brutal battle across the river where every second counts is simply too flattering to them.
"I don't need a magic apprentice! I want you two masters to help me teach this bastard Beamon a lesson! Use forbidden spells on me! Burn the city with earth fire! Use flame storms! Use extra-dimensional distance on me.
Transfer! Hurry!" The earl grabbed the two masters' necks and started shoving them again.
The followers of the two masters had basically suffered all casualties. At this time, no one was going to take a closer look at the count's extremely rude and rude behavior.
The two masters were pushed to the point where they rolled their eyes and looked at each other, feeling desolate and helpless in each other's hearts.
The earl knew his stuff, and the magic he reported was all famous and top-level magic. However, the magic power of the two masters had already been almost consumed. After all, no one expected that this battle would be so miserable. Obviously, the troops were well equipped and
The equipment is much better than the opponent's, but I don't know why. The more I fight, the more I feel frustrated, and the more I fight, the more chaotic my tactics become.
Now that the future regent had spoken, the two masters had no choice but to hold on to their weak bodies and through chanting, they reluctantly summoned two magical flame birds and threw them to the other side of the river.
The count's hopeful expression was once again disappointed. Before the Magic Flame Bird could reach the other side, it was shot into a starry sky by ten water arrows suddenly shot out from mid-air, and the fire feathers flew away.
"Water magician?" The two masters stared blankly for a long time. Their mouths opened like open city gates, and they rolled their eyes wildly at each other.
"It's a mermaid! Oh... my heaven! My earth! My God! It's a mermaid who deserves to die." The earl waved his fist back and forth, nagging like his damn brother.
"If our two magic powers are intact, how can we let a water magician suppress two fire magicians?" Master Ortega, who was arrogant and arrogant, was so angry that his beard trembled.
Fire magic has always been the nemesis of the water magic. Today was better. The phoenix that lost its hair was not as good as Chikin. Two magicians who were proficient in fire and three magic apprentices could only hold back, and were in turn overwhelmed by water magic.
restraint.
"The Behemoth Cavalry is massacring my men! Master! Use the space teleportation array quickly! Our group of woolly rhino cavalry will definitely be able to withstand this generation of Behemoth Cavalry! Please help me teleport forty cavalry there! Please!"
Master!" Jennifer, the female leader of the "Metal Rose" mercenary group, pulled Master Fran with tears streaming down her face, her shiny nose dripping down to her plump and exaggerated chest. Looking at this posture, it was Fran who needed her with her body.
As promised, she immediately took off her pants.
"Space teleportation? Teleport forty cavalry to the other side of the river. I didn't spend any magic power, so I could barely do it. What's more, my magic power has been almost spent now. Captain Jennifer, do you think my space is
Is the magic teleportation the cheap ale from the tree house bar? Can it be wholesaled and retailed?" Master Fran was really depressed by Captain Jennifer.
"Keep beating me! Don't stop! Keep beating me hard!" Lord Count yelled at the two masters.
"Lord Earl, in order to summon the forbidden spell, our magic power has almost been exhausted. We just had to summon the flame bird with difficulty. If we use it forcefully again, it will cause harm to our bodies." Master Fran helplessly spread his hands and shook his head.
Shake his head.
"These Behemoths are too powerful." Master Ortega lowered his eyelids and said with great difficulty.
"Nonsense!" The earl almost went crazy, and waves of obscure dark red appeared on his almost sickly white handsome face. "I won't allow you to admit defeat just like that! Use magic to remove the bed bugs in this damn river!
Use your magic to blast away this frog damn elephant!"
The two magicians smiled miserably. As magicians, they felt embarrassed to be restrained by one against two opponents. However, the situation forced them to accept it.
"The magic power is not enough...then can this work?" Count Toti hesitated for a moment. He rubbed his hands and took out a bundle of crystal flasks tied into a large series with rubber bands from his arms.
The crystal flask was filled with bright red liquid that was sloshing.
The two masters almost grabbed the bundle of crystal flasks. Master Fran opened one of the bottles with trembling hands, and a strong magic wave immediately overflowed from the mouth of the bottle and filled the space.
"It's blood marrow, this is actually blood marrow!" Master Ortega's whole body was shaking violently. His bloodshot eyes were filled with blazing greed. His eyes were like the hungriest locusts, which could not be concealed.
Housing and desire can light up the darkest night sky.
"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't waste time!" The count was impatient. The other party was saluting the heavy-armed scytheman. Now the count still had the slightest hope.
The origin of "blood marrow" is not simple. It is what is commonly called "vampire" in the secular world... The blood essence of the Behemoth traitor who defected to the human camp during the Battle of Hyjal and the bat people of the Bai tribe in Warrenpol.
Bat-men always feed on blood, and the blood of Warcraft is their favorite. Therefore, every bat-man will have condensed "blood marrow" in his bone marrow; each bat-man can only extract twenty ounces of earth in his lifetime.
"Blood Marrow", and the extremely abundant elemental power contained in "Blood Marrow" can instantly replenish the magic power required by a high-level magician with only ten ounces. Since Batman's betrayal, during the Battle of Hyjal,
Helping human magicians to fight against the Behemoth Priest, they made immortal contributions. However, after the Battle of Hyjal, the Batmen were also labeled as "vampires" by the Inquisition of St. Paul's Church, and they were wiped out long ago.
The earth is in ruins, and the remaining descendants of bat-men have generally been hidden among ordinary humans for a long time. To obtain blood marrow is no less than a dream.
After all, it is the first family of Dorote that is powerful and wealthy. When the Count takes out a bundle of eight bottles of blood marrow, it can be seen that no matter who it is, there is always a hidden trump card at the bottom of the box.
The two masters had no time to think about why the count had such a treasure in the eyes of the mage, so they each quickly drank a bottle of almost priceless blood marrow.
The magician who has recovered his magic power is terrifying. Master Fran first applied a space teleportation array to the eight-headed woolly rhinoceros and thirty light cavalry who had already assembled. After the silver hexagram flashed, these new troops appeared immediately.
On the other side of Kuangdi Sanggan River.
After drinking another bottle of blood marrow, Master Fran quickly applied a "weightless spell" to Master Ortega, the three magic apprentices and himself. The five magicians suddenly lost the pull of gravity.
With a slight leap like a feather, he flew over the Sanggan River. In the blink of an eye, the five proud magicians had landed over the river only a hundred yards away from the north bank.
The pride of the masters is definitely justified. With the support of blood marrow, facing two magic masters now is actually equivalent to starting a wheel battle with six magicians.
A brilliant light suddenly flashed across the north bank of the Sanggan River. A small mountain-like Komodo war beast raised its head and crushed a large patch of reeds, roaring angrily with an earth-shattering roar.
Electric light swam on the horn.
In comparison, the other Velociraptor that appeared at the same time looked much lame.
The two beauties showed no signs of weakness. One beat the cowhide war drum and the other rang the triangle bell.
If it weren't for the "weightless technique" that had offset the force of gravity, the two masters would have fallen into the cold Sanggan River.
It's not that I didn't know that these two delicate beauties were sacrifices, but I didn't expect that they were actually two Yalong priests.