When the whale warrior Fei Gao and the anaconda warrior Olajuwon, two huge giants, rushed out of the dark river and launched a desperate counterattack, the blood elf sword chant's sharp sword light just cut off the curtain of this bloody battle.
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The light and vigorous bodies of the Elf Sword Chanters are still ten steps away. The calyx sword controlled by their chants is like a bloodthirsty king cobra, cutting through the water waves in the air and swinging out a
The "buzzing" throbbing sound was directed towards the group of undead tauren warriors with indifferent expressions.
The three-foot green blade stirred up a light and melodious dragon roar in the rain. Each calyx sword seemed to have its own life and soul at this moment. These sharp calyx swords were obviously smelted with rare metals.
Well, whether they are made by elf craftsmen or dwarf craftsmen, they are definitely the best weapons for harvesting life!
No wonder Xiao Cui was so amazed at one time. These Blood Elf Sword Songs were indeed strong men. They shot in an instant, and almost none of their swords missed. The undead tauren warriors only retained the limited martial arts skills of their previous lives, and their reaction ability was slow. How could they use metal totems?
Blocking the waves of flying swords that were as fast as lightning, a series of violent sounds like Kusha's bladder being squeezed exploded. The long elven swords that came from across the sky were bent in the air and struck hard at tricky angles.
The vine armor was deeply pierced into the thigh of the undead tauren warrior. The hard vine armor could not withstand the warmth of the calyx sword. Not only was it pierced, but it was also rubbed out with faint black smoke.
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Driven by the arias and gestures sung by the blood elf sword chanters, the elf long sword was like a spiritual snake spitting a letter, and it was closed at the touch. "Whoosh!" The wound was pulled out again, and then the wound was pulled out.
There was a crisp sound of fractures, and at least forty or fifty undead tauren fell down at this moment. Although for the undead, leg injuries could not make them lose their fighting ability. But when the elf sword was drawn out,
Under the huge pulling force caused by the wound, almost half of the undead tauren warriors still fell to the ground.
The horizontal range of the territory in the valley is at least a thousand yards. With such a large distance, these blood elf sword chanters can completely spare the undead takin warriors in front of them, but they chose to go head on, which completely proved the confidence of the high-level elf warriors.
and bravery.
The fallen undead tauren warriors leaped straight up and stood unsteadily on one leg. The metal totem pole in their hands spread a stream of raindrops, and swung it towards the gray dwarves swarming in front of them.
Blood Elf Jian Yong abandoned these difficult undead warriors, jumped over the fortifications made of piles of corpses through the gap on the side, and headed straight for the giant's hut.
The long sword shining with scarlet light was spinning and flying in the air, as if a group of spiritual snakes were dancing wildly, and the blood elves' eyes were wild and bloodthirsty!
The undead tauren warriors, who had a leg injured by the elf sword and had difficulty standing, were quickly knocked down by the earthquake during the war hammer battle with the gray dwarf warriors. Except for the undead tauren warriors who stood upright on their feet, the huge
A large number of gray dwarf warriors poured into the gap, and it was only a matter of time before the undead takin warriors' front line collapsed without deep protection... The ability of these elven sword chanters to grasp the subtlety of the battle situation is indeed superb!
"Fuck!" Liu Zhensha, wearing a silver armor, smashed open a sacrificial scroll on the spot, pointed his blade forward contemptuously, and roared: "Fuck them!"
Liu Daguan is actually a mute now. He can't tell the story of his sufferings. He just showed off his tactics and imitated others who had hundreds of thousands of soldiers. He showed the enemy a weak general and took advantage of it. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by his opponent and was defeated.
The army, with heavy rain and a lightning raid, completely messed up the formation. Only one of their own Feilengcui teams was able to form a team, and the other forces were completely left to fate. From a strategic point of view, it can be said to be terrible.
Having reached this point, of course Liu Zhenxuan no longer cared about gathering those takin warriors. Although he was a bit timid in terms of grand strategy, his ability to adapt to the situation was definitely wise. He immediately organized a counterattack to break the passive defense with a fierce charge.
A stalemate, giving the subsequent Takin Warriors room to adjust, should be the best choice now.
Anyway, all the food seeds here have been transported back to Feilengcui. It doesn't matter whether we defend or not. It just depends on whether these takin warriors can react quickly.
The tightly chained Hengjiang Bullhead Formation has been withdrawn. The tide of gray dwarves divided their troops from both sides without any obstruction, passed the simple fortifications built with corpses, broke into countless attack formations, and rushed towards the giant hut.
, some gray dwarf warriors saw this small group of desperate troops rushing up to fight, and quickly came with a large roll and surrounded it from both sides.
Liu Zhenxuan felt that the combat quality of this group of gray dwarf warriors was much better than that of the takin warriors. They avoided the central area where the undead tauren warriors were concentrated and rushed over from the blank defense zone. They could also flexibly assess the situation nearby and divide their troops into different positions.
A large dumpling-making formation, with the goal of using superior force to surround the Behemoth militiamen led by him on all sides, gather them together and annihilate them, is obvious.
The iron stakes and chains on the ground caused a certain degree of slowness in the movements of these gray dwarves who were originally not very tall. At this time, the extremely brave Beamon militiamen had already charged into the crowd with swords, and the Ringwraiths
The knight was also put into the air by Liu Zhenxuan, and attacked the oxhawks together with the musk slingshots.
The clear chirp of Yi Jiao and the signature evil smile of Gerion have also sounded, the long hiss of the mammoth can be heard in waves, and the magic collision in the air is brilliant.
The brutal hand-to-hand fight suddenly tore the curtain apart.
The forty spears, one hundred and nine daggers and twenty-four flying axes of the Feilengcui militiamen were the vanguard. With an invincible momentum, they fired at these agile Blood Elf Sword Songs head on.
, the Blood Elf Sword Chant is actually the Blood Elf Sword Chant. Countless blood-red rays of light like spiritual snakes stirred up the sword nets all over the sky, turning these hidden weapons into a pile of scrap metal, exploded steel, and sparks from the collision.
The raindrops of wine poured over the battlefield dyed the sky like a galactic flight. However, no matter how dense the sword net is, there are holes. If there are holes, fish will naturally slip through the net. It is those hidden weapons that can slip through the net. The blood elf sword chant suddenly becomes more complicated.
More than twenty trapeze artists came out.
The decisiveness of the Blood Elf Sword Chant in battle should not be underestimated. Seeing how fierce these strangers were, most of the Blood Elf Sword Chant stood on their toes, their weak and thin bodies like paper kites floating in the air.
They jumped ten yards backward like catkins, and a large group of gray dwarf warriors swarmed out to fill their gap.
Each of these gray dwarf warriors is short, sturdy, and has a ferocious face. In addition to a war hammer, each of them has an extra goblin steel shield engraved with the pattern of an ale cup overflowing with foam than the dwarf warrior just now.
.The dark plate armor shines with an unusual metallic light---------------------------------This kind of equipment is obviously
It is the work of excellent dwarf craftsmen; each of them has a long gray beard tied into a braid. This braided long beard is clearly the symbol of a century-old warrior. When Old Liu's eyes first touched these dwarf warriors,
My heart was also tight. I didn't expect that I would be so lucky to meet the most powerful warrior with a hundred years of braided beard among the dwarves.
The two groups of people clashed together and strangled each other, with only enough time for Nedved to fire three arrows. This shows the swiftness of both sides' movements.
The first knife struck out with a dazzling arc, and the feeling that something was wrong became stronger in Liu's shocked heart. He had never felt so uncomfortable when slashing someone before. Today, wherever the long gold-steel knife swept, the blade was gone.
The sharpness of the blade that hit the bone in the past has been transformed into a harsh shock force. The rich metal deposits in the ground have equipped some dwarf warriors into miniature tanks, which is really difficult to cut!
"This is all money!" Liu Zhenxuan was reluctant to part with this fine dwarf armor, while waving his long knife and continuing to sweep wildly. Every time the sword light was fired, the blank space in front of him was spread, even in the
In such a dense and heavy rain, the sparks intertwined between the long sword and the dwarf armor are still jumping. The huge power and the proud length of the golden steel sword make the dwarf warriors who are at a disadvantage in height suffer a huge loss, even if they are equipped.
The steel shield still couldn't stop the fierce slashing of this sharp sword. The brave gray dwarf warriors were like moths eager to fly to the flames, filling the gap opened by the chopping without hesitation, with heavy blows.
The war hammer and Old Liu's gold-steel long sword clashed repeatedly, and Liu shocked to understand one thing. Although these short-legged tigers were not tall, they were only as strong as the tauren.
Big or small!
The shield kept chopping at the solid plate armor and violently collided with the heavy war hammer. Even the hundred-pound diamond sword specially equipped by the Mammoth Sword Saint quickly broke the blade and then broke into several pieces.
For the first time, the Feilengcui militia's cone-shaped attack array was effectively restrained. In addition to chopping melons and vegetables at the beginning, it forced the opponent to fight a bloody path, forming a flat line with only eight or nine undead takin warriors, and
After the opponent was contained behind the fortifications in the central area, the pace of advancement began to be extremely slow. Every time he pounced further, the opponent's gray dwarf warriors almost launched a desperate counterattack!
It has never happened before in history that the enemy's offensive was suppressed! Although there is no heavy cavalry to clear the way today!
Liu Zhenxuan was so annoyed and humiliated! But he also knew that it was not that the Feilengcui warriors under his command were not brave enough today. The key was that these gray dwarves were too short, and the Behemoth militiamen were too tall.
If you are taller, you still have to bend down to deal with these dwarves. Although you have some heavy weapons at hand and the length is strong enough, you are forced by the gray dwarf warriors who are pulling them out one after another as if they are sending you to death. You can't penetrate quickly------
--------------------------After all, no one with a stooped waist can charge.
In addition, there is another very important reason. These gray dwarf warriors, especially these century-old warriors with braided beards, are well-equipped and powerful. They are really a huge pain to the overly tall Behemoth men. If
Not every Feileng Cui militia has enough reserve weapons and is stronger than them. Whether they can protect themselves is a question.
Not to mention anything else, the damage to weapons caused by this kind of hard fight was enough for Liu Zhancheng and the militiamen to drink.
Amidst the huge roar of gold and iron and the flying of flesh and blood, after only rushing this short distance, the long sword of gold and steel in the hand of Ouchi guard Rodman was already full of gaps. Looking at the densely packed dwarf army that stretched for a thousand yards in front of him, his head surged.
Move, the wisecracking Rodman can no longer be naughty. If he continues to cut like this, his six long knives may not be able to reach the end of the long street. Just like the Lord, Fei Luo is also unable to attack because of this
The feeling of humiliation caused the fierceness to become more and more bloody, and the attacks became more and more fierce. The three long knives danced into a field of swords that could not be splashed by rain. The green party clan's jumping chops in the wind-chasing sword technique were performed one after another.
Cut the charging gray dwarf into two pieces.
Vieri and he were the ones rushing forward, guarding the lord's left and right wings. Poor Vieri had a knight's title for nothing and didn't dare to summon his own giant sloth.
A one-meter-tall gray dwarf was sitting on the back saddle of a giant sloth that was not quite high enough. Vieri was holding a scarred battle ax, feeling angry and sad at the same time.
After the opponent's blood elf Sword Chant retreated to the protection range of the gray dwarves, the calyx sword was swung faster and faster. They had a certain distance advantage, and the blood splashed out like a swimming dragon was swept away by theirs.
Threatened by the sword blade, Liu Zhenhan, who was at the front, made a fierce attack that flew up and down. The silver base armor on Old Liu's body was surprisingly thick and covered with a mithril layer. This kind of attack didn't matter at all. His secret
While blocking the ground with his silver arm and a snatched war hammer, he also did not forget to pick out the flying swords of the Blood Elf Sword Chant and smash them. Although these thin swords were extremely well made, they could not withstand the wrath of the brutal dragon power.
, the fragments of these flying swords flew everywhere in an instant. Nedved, who was hiding behind the Lord, had already killed nearly two blood elves at close range with his strong bow in just a few moments.
This number is still increasing-----------------------Succeeding as a dwarf, losing as a dwarf, the height of the elf is really too outstanding among the dwarves.
, with the strength of the centaur and horse archers, and the distance being so close, it would be absurd to miss.
The valley was shaken by the screams, and Liu Zhenzhen's ears were numb. His eyes could no longer capture the figure in the distance, and he could only slash at the enemy in front of him.
The Molech army didn't know what they were shouting, and their desperate counterattack became more intense. The formation of the Emerald Militia gradually changed from the original assault to a pencil box-shaped narrow defensive formation, with the Panda Warrior and the Hippo Poet in the center, and the spears and flying weapons.
The axes are flying wildly all over the sky, blocking the front and back.
There has never been an army that has been able to counterattack as bravely as today's gray dwarves in the face of the Feilengcui militia's sweeping attack. In the minds of Liu Zhensha and all the militiamen, there were only two clear words-------
----------------Strong rivals!
Although these dwarf warriors cannot compete with the Behemoth warriors, such a sea of people attack wave is indeed a big scene that the Feileng Cui militiamen have never seen before.----------------
----------According to Drizzt, gray dwarves have a tradition of retreating when the situation is not good. Now compare it, this ideological contrast is simply too strong to be strong.
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In his heart, Liu Zhencheng almost knocked down Xiao Cui's ancestor, Eight Generations, with the speed of his sword and punch.
When the stick hit this place, it could no longer be described as brutal. Liu Zhenxuan's legs began to become weapons. He switched his legs and violently swung the dwarf warriors who were rushing towards him, and received a kick from him.
Gray dwarves are often thrown away together with their shields with footprints on them, and blood spurts in the air, as if they were run over by a heavy ram.
Liu Zhencheng had worked hard to practice leg kung fu before. In addition to the Soviet-style Saibo, kick kick, and Tan Kung Fu, he had practiced a little bit.
It was strange, but now he couldn't think of anything about poking at the feet, stabbing at the legs, and straddling the legs. He just grabbed the insteps of the feet like felling wood, and ran towards the heads of these gray dwarves. If one foot hurts, he would use another one.
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Since the last time Liu Zhenzhen was locked in a metal cage by the Mermaid King and kicked the metal cage with the power of ten whales, causing injuries, he has now recovered from his injuries and his leg strength has obviously grown significantly, but today
Liu Zhen was really puzzled that he could feel pain!
Are these dwarves harder than metal cages?
The more he believes in evil, the more he wants to rush over again, but the strange thing is that he can't rush forward no matter how hard he rushes. The counterattacks of the dwarf warriors are like the tide, one wave higher than the other. Every time Liu Zhensha clears his side, he steps on
Every time he takes a step, there will always be a bunch of dwarf warriors swooping up to intercept him, knocking him back. The sequelae of charging too slowly are also obvious. The surrounding dwarf warriors also bite the panda warriors and mastiff warriors in the rear to death.
Damn it, in order to prevent the invisible gray dwarf warriors from coming up for a sneak attack, all the militiamen have waved their weapons to the maximum attack radius. Without any interruption, the hippo poet has replaced a group of tired mastiff warriors. Fortunately, this kind of
The Turtle Formation has enough space in the middle, enough for taking turns to take a short break. Otherwise, if we continue to fight like this, even the Iron Man will not be able to survive.
The Mammoth Heavy Cavalry were also surrounded by groups of dwarves. They stamped out a bloody path like stamping on tomatoes, blocking the gaps on Liu Zhenxuan's left and right sides. The charging gray dwarves were numerous and fierce. The Mammoth Heavy Cavalry
The attack wave was even blocked by the corpse. It was a contained and deadly battle. Even though the giant mammoth's trunk was waving wildly and the mammoth strongmen jumped off the elephant beast and slashed and slashed wildly, they could not drive away these brave gray dwarves.
, the crazy fighting situation even affected the Behemoth warriors who protected the priests and mages. These gray dwarves who had rushed into the inner area were not only stuck to the takin warriors like brown candy, but also the gray dwarves who were petrified by Helen's head dragon.
, also moved with red eyes and wanted to pounce on them, but Guoguo smashed them into pieces one by one. The flaming meteorites thrown by the Typhon giants at the door could not stop the attack momentum of these ferocious gray dwarves.
What's even more exaggerated is that there are some gray dwarves who are demolishing the houses. The sound of the sledgehammers is probably because they want to kill the hellfire giants in those houses. Anyway, the hippopotamus poet on the roof is carrying stones, and the crossbow arrows are shining on their heads.
Everyone got out of the way, and the handsome cat Guenhwyvar was so frightened by the brutal fighting that he hid in the house.
Everything seems to be going crazy! This group of gray dwarves almost seems to be crazy! Except that the battle situation in the sky has stabilized, the Behemoth warriors on the ground, except for the Feileng Cui militia, are almost driven by the opponent like this.
The gangster style of play was so oppressive that I couldn't breathe for a while.
The long and narrow turtle formation formed by Liu Zhensha and the militiamen was the most critical part. All the gray dwarves seemed to know the truth and tried hard to break through from him. They pounced almost without breathing. This kind of serious consumption of physical energy
The wave-like attacks made the eighty-six mastiff warriors who had not undergone long-term rigorous physical training gradually become a little bit overwhelmed. Fortunately, the three-layer fine iron tower shields and armors were hard enough, and with the rotation of rest and other militiamen, they were tough enough.
The situation looked good because of their bravery. Although they seemed to be surrounded and attacked from both sides, in fact, the dwarf warriors inside had been gradually cleared away, and their forces were slowly transformed into frontal defense of the emerald militia. A large number of
The blood of gray dwarves on the other side is lying on the ground. The opponent's offensive and domineering militiamen are stronger in counterattack. If the weapon is cut off, replace it with another one. If all the secondary weapons are worn out, just pick up one at random. In this frenzied attack, almost every time
All the militiamen have been inspired by blood and fighting spirit into a state of madness. Robbie even blessed the mastiffs with the power of a second degree of madness. The Panda Warrior with the "Drunken Man Burns in Flames" is the strongest warrior in the East after all.
Even if the rain pours heavily, the raging flames of strong alcohol will still burn the ground with great intensity---------------------------Even in this state
The Feilengcui militiamen were actually unable to take another step forward!
There is definitely a reason for the arrogance of the Blood Elf Swordsongs, but it is a pity that the opponent they chose was a scoundrel like Liu Zhancheng. This guy took advantage of the super strong strength of his demonized armor and used the rogue method of fighting hard to resist.
All the long swords of Elf Sword Song were destroyed. With Liu Zhenzhen's body and the combination of the silver base armor, not to mention the sword, even the hammer, he can still resist.
Without the flying sword, the Elf Sword Chant has almost become a living target for Nedved and Robbie, who is holding a seven-star repeating crossbow. No matter how agile these Elf Sword Chant are, they can't be faster than the frost feather arrows and powerful swords.
crossbow.
Even so, this enemy can be regarded as the first real fierce battle that the Feilengcui militia has faced. These stubborn enemies are like a ferocious python surrounding the little hedgehog of the militiamen. The dwarves were
Blood flowed all over the ground, but the Feilengcui militia's battle line advanced to the corpse fortification, but could no longer advance ------- The opponent's counterattack was solid.
fear!
It was truly the most brutal battle of the Feilengcui militia in the past. It was so cruel that the lord didn't even have time to send out a war hymn. No one could force Liu Zhensha to be like this!
These were like gray dwarf warriors who had taken the wrong medicine, almost swooping up with the posture of a bachelor who had been holding back for three hundred years fighting to enter the bridal chamber. Liu Zhanzhan had changed his weapons so many times, and he had this one on hand.
The handle of a war hammer was bent, and the opponent did not give him a short chance to change weapons. One can imagine the hardship of fighting and the tenacity of his opponent.
Although this was the first time they encountered an opponent who was not afraid of death, it inspired Liu Zhenxuan and his militiamen to become more bloody. For a moment, the militiamen were surrounded by a horizontal pencil formation. The light of swords and shadows of blood soared into the sky, and they were everywhere.
It was the "crack, click, click" sound of bones, sharp blades, and cutting sounds, and Lao Liu was in the most important position of the glans. The plasma on the mithril left arm was so thick that even rain could not wash it away. Even if he stayed in the Death Lord Ring
The Hydra ghosts also ran out to help, their nine little heads constantly spraying freezing air.
Liu Zhencheng missed the Death Lord Shield very much now. He had known that he and the little nun had brought it over, but who knew that he would encounter such a group of evil-looking opponents today.
Even Liu Zhenxuan would never want to encounter such an opponent again!
Lao Liu can also responsibly say that if the Flame Valley encounters this kind of opponent every year, they will not be able to survive for an hour, not to mention a thousand years!
This battle actually lasted only five minutes of the magic hourglass, but in the minds of all those involved in the battle, which had been stretched to the limit, it seemed as if a thousand years had passed.
Nedved's two hundred feathered arrows were all shot out quickly, and Robbie's seven-star crossbow was already empty. This battle seemed to always have the same breathless rhythm.
In the surrounding valleys, huge waves of heat were constantly being blown up by the wind, wrapped in cold rainwater, and there was a strange smell of cooked meat. It was indescribably weird.
The brilliant aura cast from the priests finally enveloped all the Behemoth warriors, with agility, stone skin, durability, and multiple crosses; the evil aura finally began to spread to the gray dwarves, making them slow, weak,
Dizzy. One scroll opened one after another, and it was obvious that Guoguo had hit the scrolls out of nowhere. Occasionally, one would land in the crowd of militiamen.
The magical attacks of lightning and flaming meteors finally broke out brilliantly among the surrounding dwarves.
The Feilengcui militiamen have only one thought now: Damn! Why did you come to help? Where is Yitiao? Where is Grean? Where did he die?
It was only then that Liu Zhenshao retreated into the turtle formation and asked Vieri to take his place. He took the time to secretly observe the blood elf mages who suppressed the priests and magicians. He had been worried about these twenty blood elf mages.
What about the Elf Mage?
Looking through the dense steam, I saw two beautiful figures floating on the top of the mountain at the gap where the Blood Elf Mage was standing. The figure of the Blood Elf Mage was coughing up blood, and there were several objects that looked like porcupines.
Old Liu died laughing.
The blood elf mages are too careless! They thought that they were outnumbered and far away from the battlefield, so they did not need heavy protection. Unfortunately, they met two fairy dragons who were fearless of magic and could move instantly----------
----------It's still a fairy dragon holding a seven-star crossbow and Katyusha.
The oxhawks in the sky who were frantically reinforcing the blood elf mage were beaten to a pulp by Ge Ruin and Yi Jiao. Yi Jiao was even shirtless when dealing with these oxhawks today. It can be seen that the heart of killing is also alive. It is no wonder that the sacrifice and
The magician can support the battle so quickly!
Even though they were hindered by the blessing of the evil aura, the gray dwarf warriors still carried out desperate counterattacks without fear of death. The counterattacks became stronger and stronger, and even Liu Zhenshao, who was evil-minded and ruthless, couldn't help but be moved. These
This guy is just paving the way with his life!
With the frantic assistance from the mages and priests, Liu opened his sword in shock, and the three Yun Gang Jinmen were finally summoned. With this indiscriminate attack just now, he actually couldn't even use the air dodge to summon the Jinmen.
When I came out, I really saw a big-headed ghost alive!
As soon as the three golden men took action, they rolled on the ground, one on the left and two on the right, almost extending inward like a steamroller.
Roll! Keep rolling! Liu Zhenxuan only gave these Yunqin Moyu Jin people a simple final command.
Some of these gray dwarves dared to attack the Qin and Jin people head-on! Liu Zhenxuan could hear the huge sound of the Jin people's bodies being struck by war hammers!
Damn it! Get a human flesh pad! When Liu Zhencheng saw the clumps of human figures, he was like a fishy leech rushing towards the golden man's path, and his back went numb.
Just because of the appearance of this scene, Liu Shock's goal was lowered. He no longer wanted to charge. What he wanted now was to block the path of these Moorish armies. Even though he could not enter, Old Liu would never allow the opponent to take any further step.
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The defense line built by piled corpses gradually grew from half a meter high to one meter high. Then it was kicked down. Then it was piled up again, then kicked down again, and piled up again.
Liu Zhancheng couldn't imagine how many gray dwarves he had killed. He felt that his arms were very sore, the ghost Xudra had breathed out all his cold air, and his two small thick legs like stone pillars were fluttering.
There were fewer and fewer gray dwarves in the inner circle, and the gap was blocked by the golden men. The mammoth heavy cavalry mounted their mounts again, and started to kill the lord by trampling madly on his back. These remaining forces were exhausted.
They spent a lot of time, mainly because these guys are so good at hiding and are so small. This time, Corina, who had held back his breath, also ran away. The iron piles on the ground were hit by the mammoths and flew into the air. They were hit by these iron piles.
Any gray dwarf hit by an iron chain will lose a part, not to mention being hit by the seven-meter heavy dragon spear, giant hooves, and elephant trunk of the Mammoth Cavalry.
The takin warriors also filled the gap where Yunqin Jinren rolled away on the right side, blocking the gray dwarfs who appeared out of nowhere. The takin clan's unique skill "Gladiator Technique" was collectively used, and everyone was red.
The eye-catching takin warriors, led by Duncan, all lowered their heads, held the metal totem pole between the spiral horns, and rushed forward after gathering enough strength. Their cat-like movements showed that they had been specially trained.
A fish jumped to the top and slid far away on the water-stained ground. Metal totem poles set up like cannon hammers and sharp spiral horns like hooks shoveled all the way. The dwarf who was hit seemed to be struck by a powerful force.
A huge bed crossbow hits a guy against the chest, knocking him back a row.
Even mages and priests have advanced to the side of the battle line, but the enemy is still like a school of fish in the tide, no matter how hard they kill, they continue to counterattack.
Every minute is a kind of torture for everyone. Except for the Feileng Cui militia, no one dares to step on the forefront to face these crazy opponents. Their expressions are terrifying.
I don’t know how long he blew, but Liu Zhenshao finally found that there was no enemy left in front of him. Although there were still cries of killing and wailing on the battlefield, they seemed to be far away. The ground in front of him was covered with a flowing and twisting crimson, except for Bei.
Outside Lamy, the mastiff warriors were already lying on the ground. The sound of their hanging tongues and panting was like countless asthmatic cattle suddenly being brought into the valley.
"Damn it!" Liu Zhenzhen himself gasped for air, threw the flattened shield in his hand on the ground, held his knees with both hands, spit hard, and was in the line of attack.
He, who was in the front row, had received countless heavy blows on his belly, and now the phlegm he spit out was a bit fishy and bitter.
As for his silver base armor, it is completely scrapped. Its magic protection function has long been finished. Now it is just an ordinary mithril heavy armor.
"Holy shit! All six of my knives have been cut off!" Fei Luo sat on the ground, his head covered with sweat or rain. He was holding the warhammer and shield he had snatched from who knows when, and his hands were shaking like a chicken.
The claws are crazy and cannot be straightened.
"He will bear the burden first! The armor of these dwarves is too hard!" Good's strong chest heaved violently, and the secondary weapon Tower Prism Star Hammer in his right hand had only one iron chain left.
I don’t know where the Vajra Halberd went, and the arm shield on his left hand was also smashed away. On the palm of his hand, the new third-generation weapon Shaman Claw of Feileng Cui, five seven-inch Vajra blades have been broken.
Most of it, and the remaining sharp steel claw was covered with chipped and broken flesh.
"If it weren't for the Yun Qin Jin people, we would be dead today." Vieri sat down on the ground.
Next to him, O'Neill was holding a fake magic ax with a curled mouth. He could not say a word and just breathed like a bellows. The monks nervously treated the bruised mastiff warriors. These mastiff warriors who were surrounded in the inner circle, from
It started to appear that now, a total of eighty-three people fell out of the eighty-six! If it weren't for the militia's familiar cover for the formation, these new boys would have been chopped into meat pies. The casualty ratio between the old soldiers and the new soldiers is really different.
Great, at least none of the old militiamen have fallen!
Due to the protection of heavy armor, these mastiff warriors are also very physically strong. None of them died, but most of them suffered chest and rib fractures, all of which were caused by the gray dwarves' "lower plate chop"!
Lord Feilengcui's eyes turned red, and he finally calmed down.
He finally discovered why the gray dwarves were so desperate!
Campas is on top! Damn it! Liu Zhenxuan doesn’t know whether it’s his fault or luck.
The heavy rain in the sky was so heavy that the water on the ground in the Flame Valley had already accumulated into a thick pool. As early as the beginning of the war, in order to prevent the invisibility of these gray dwarves, the Typhon giants used a large amount of chalk powder.
, splashed over a large area in the valley, the blood elf army cleverly caused a heavy rain, hoping to take the opportunity to drive back the hellfire giants, and then stirred the chalk powder into a paste, so that the gray dwarves' invisibility could fully exert its deterrent effect, killing two birds with one stone.
These blood elves don't know whether they forgot a chemical principle or because they were ignorant. The heavy rain they caused gave themselves a reason to fight against the odds-----------------
-----------------------The marble chalk powder splashed by the giant Typhon also has a resounding popular name among scholars in the surface world.
:quicklime.
After the quicklime meets water, it will slowly start to boil. The heat at the beginning is not too high, because the boiling stone needs to be stirred to become a boiling high-temperature stone in the milk. Gray dwarves do good deeds without leaving their name. Thousands of pairs of big feet are good
After a while of stirring, the temperature of the lime water began to rise. A few minutes later, when the gray dwarf felt something bad, his feet had already stepped into the bubbling boiling water up to his shins. It was called a crazy boil.
, when the panic spread, it was precisely when the Feilengcui militiamen rushed up.
The valley was already filled with thousands of gray dwarves. The dwarves at the rear could not rush out because the U-shaped gap in the valley had been blocked by a group of stalwart warriors emerging from the Gibraltar River and a group of Kotao mermaids.
, the dwarf warrior at the head of the queue, hoped that there were no traces of boiling lime water behind the battle line built by the pile of corpse fortifications. The thick corpses blocked the overflowing boiling water, and he could avoid the horror of being cooked by stepping over it.
Damn it, how can these dwarves not rush forward desperately?
Groups of dwarf warriors charging desperately just wanted to make a way for themselves. Among them, those who were unlucky enough to be caught in the middle had already been squeezed into the crowd and were cooked and thrown on their feet.
Fall to the ground and continue to be cooked.
This was also the reason why the pitiful howls in the valley shook the earth. There were thick steaming vapors and the smell of cooked meat. It was just that the militiamen at that time, including Lao Liu, had no time or room to observe at all.
In fact, they still have some sense of it. The defense at the beginning was the most suffocating and difficult. Later, the pressure has been greatly reduced. Many gray dwarves are not stable at all. When they come up, it is most difficult to deal with the gray dwarves' unique tricks. "
Later, the militiamen almost never saw it again. This was not because the dwarves were not good at martial arts. It was simply because they could barely stand. With their boiled and blistered feet, how could they perform "Downward Slash"?
!The reason why the gray dwarves do not have stealth attacks can also be found.
Standing on the waist of Yunqin Jinren, Liu Zhenshao looked around the valley in front of him and realized that he had to deal with at least nearly two thousand dwarf warriors. These dwarf warriors were unable to rush to a safe area and died under the opponent's sword. They all lay down.
In the boiling lime water, the thick slurry rolled and there were corpses everywhere.
In the teapot belly valley of hundreds of acres, there is a miserable situation that can only be found in hell.
The number of Moore's army this time far exceeded Liu Zhenshao's original expectations.
Liu Zhencheng stared deeply at the "puffing" bubbles. In front of him was a palm pressed by a golden man. A piece of ripe skin was peeling off from his fingers, floating red on the lime water.
There was no puddle of limewater in the U-shaped gap in the opposite valley, and the Typhon giant did not sprinkle lime powder there. Feigao and the few remaining Medusa warriors collapsed on the ground, with mountains of limewater accumulated in front of them.
The corpses, their breathing was like a harissa beast tearing out its vocal cords. The back of a gray dwarf warrior was disappearing from behind Feigao, but he didn't even make a move to reach out.
On the cliff, the eyes of the fairy dragon and two super-level monsters were frozen and dull.
"Holy shit~ grab it with both hands~ you have to be hard with both hands~" The swearing parrot floated across the sky, swinging its wet wings and cleaning the battlefield triumphantly.
Although it does not have the appearance of an eagle, the parrot already has the temperament of an eagle.
It is also the only one that still has the strength to be proud.