On the south bank of the Sanggan River, the high red soil slopes are like an erupting volcano, burning the horizon with a glow.
The clear water of the Sanggan River has turned into rolling mud near the river bank. Large groups of bubbles are rising upwards. From time to time, fat fish jump out of the water and beat out waves like cramps.
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Countless guinea pigs jumped out from the bamboo forest, biting each other; sparrows and ravens flew low in the sky in groups, and with their sharp and crazy chirps, they were caught in the flames by the ferociously cheering magic flame elves on the high red slopes.
Turned into fly ash.
Several peeing cave wolves were howling "Woo-Woo", their eyes had turned blood red, and their mouths were drooping with white foam as they were chasing and biting crazily.
This is the horror of human magic!
Perhaps even Master Ortega himself did not expect the power of the magic scroll "Earth to Burn the City" to be so terrifying. It could actually bring all the little creatures in the Danube Wasteland a mental stimulation as if the end of the world was coming.
In addition to feeling a little distressed, Master Ortega felt more proud.
This small death corridor blocking battle almost crippled the famous "Metal Rose" mercenary group. In the end, they had to rely on magicians to end the battle.
It is conceivable that the bards of Dolot will soon be singing the name of a magician throughout the Aegean continent.
The bright riding boots stepped on the red soil river beach full of swarms of ants, and Count Toti's red cloak fluttered in the wind.
Although he had already solved his difficult opponent, the heart of the handsome Prince Consort Dolot was like a burning emerald.
This blocking battle delayed the slave-catching group for a lot of time, and the earl felt a little worried in his heart - worried that Zheng Jiao had escaped.
Through the "Eagle Eye Telescope", you can see that there are only a bunch of messy packages on the tidal flat on the other side of the Sanggan River, a lot of bamboo rafts, rattan boats and broken ice blocks floating along the river.
, on the tidal flats, among the lush reeds, there are small figures running around everywhere. They are hedgehog herdsmen catching the yandere beasts that are running around.
What is that? The count's breath was held.
A crowd of people gathered on the river beach attracted his attention.
Beauty Fox! Clam girl from the Far East! Beauty snake! Mermaid!
And that beautiful swan with white wings! Who is that one in the cloak? What a breathtakingly beautiful face!
The earl's hand holding the "Eagle Eye Telescope" was trembling uncontrollably. There were actually six top beauties than the expected five beauties! He was completely sure that, except for the one in the cloak, he didn't recognize them.
In addition, the remaining five are definitely the Beamon beauties seen in the memory crystal ball, the ones he came all the way to hunt this time!
Six beauties gathered about 300 goblin warriors and set up a sparse defense line on the river beach with shields and spears. These beauties were actually organizing the scattered formations to comfort the wailing vassals! They
I haven’t even had time to leave yet!
The earl closed his eyes, prayed slowly, opened his eyes again and reviewed it again. After making sure that he was definitely not dazzled, he immediately couldn't help but use the most disgusting words to praise God's generosity and mercy.
However, after looking back and seeing the progress of crossing the river, His Excellency the Earl's praise immediately turned into an angry roar. The face of the Earl, who had always been graceful and graceful, suddenly became distorted, and gangster-like swear words flowed from the mouth of this noble prince-in-law like a river.
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This time, whether he was afraid of being beaten or was cautious, Captain Jennifer commanded his remaining two squadrons of pikemen and two squadrons of archers to form the left and right wings. Even if he crossed the river on a bamboo raft, he would not
It became a conservative defensive formation with concave characters, guarding the heavy-armed scythe in the middle who was the main force to seize the beach. The body of the heavy-armed scythe was too heavy, and a bamboo raft could only carry two heavily armored Pompeii tough guys.
, this group of heavy-armed scythemen crossing the river only had half a squadron in total, and there were still fifty Pompeian men waiting for the next wave of tools to cross the river.
The bamboo raft with the heavy scythe moved at a slower speed, and the speed of the "Metal Rose" mercenaries also turned into a snail.
As the main force of the "Metal Rose" mercenary group, there were four squadrons of light cavalry who did not have enough tools to cross the river, so they waited helplessly on the river embankment.
"Jennifer! What are you waiting for, you idiot! Am I paying you a huge commission to give your prey another hour to escape?" The earl's roar almost caused the Sanggan River to flow back.
"But how can we cross the river without tools?" Jennifer, the female leader of "Metal Rose", muttered in a low voice as her face became uncomfortable due to the sudden wave of scolding.
"Idiots! Take off your heavy equipment and swim lightly!" The earl picked up his riding crop and whipped the slave-catching group members around him mindlessly.
"Hurry up!"
The shouts of driving horses suddenly covered the jubilant water of Sanggan River.
The 500 ranger cavalry of the slave-catching regiment under the Earl's command immediately removed the heavy equipment such as bolas and shields from their saddles, shook the reins, restrained the horses under their crotches, and rushed into the bone-chilling river water, spraying everywhere.
During the splash, the war horse snorted from time to time due to the cold river water, spurting out a series of hot water droplets, and the sound of cracking through the ice was heard continuously.
Captain Jennifer had no choice but to ask four squadrons of light cavalry to rush into the cold river water and cross the river together.
The eight-headed woolly rhinoceros couldn't swim, so they could only stay in place with Captain Jennifer, accepting Count Toti's mocking gaze.
"Destroy those goblins! Capture those Behemoth beauties alive for me! If they lose a hair, I will peel off your skin, stuff it with wheat straw, and hang it on the wall of Dolot for public display!" The earl restrained the war horse, but
He kept giving orders to his soldiers.
"Whoever catches one of these beauties! Ten thousand bounty coins!" The earl's words made the cold river water no longer cold, and the blood of every desperado who had not been baptized by the "Earth Fire Burning City" magic scroll was also burning.
combustion.
Count Toti turned back and glanced at the blazing magic flame spirit tumbling on the high red slope, and a smile of victory appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The engineers are still speeding up to build the bamboo raft, but they will have to move after a while. Although the magical flame elves above Feilengcui will not burn anything other than the red soil slope, the heat spread from the red soil will
The surrounding plants have begun to wither. The plants close to the jade, whether it is the bamboo forest or the cypress tree, have begun to turn yellow and yellow, the bark is getting drier, and the vaporized water is transpiring at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After each huge bamboo raft was woven, a group of warriors immediately pushed it down the river. Piles of mercenaries jumped on it impatiently. Their pockets were filled with 10,000 gold coins that they had not yet obtained.
The speed of punting is like participating in a race.
The magic flames burned more and more intensely, and the gradually darkening sky was cast into a gorgeous light. Blood-red reflections floated on the Sanggan River. Today, there was no destiny for darkness.
The bamboo raft array of the concave-shaped front broke through the ice on the river. Countless war horses advanced in the river, and the wide Sanggan River suddenly became narrow.
The goblin warriors on the blocking front on the other side obviously couldn't bear such great pressure, and deserters began to appear. They were knocked down while holding up their shields. Even the shouts of several beauties had no effect.
"Little baby, don't be afraid, we are here, we are here," the earl murmured with a sinister smile while observing the progress carefully with his eagle-eye telescope.
There was still a hundred yards away, and the heavy-armed scythe-hands tightened their scythes and tower shields in their hands, and the pen-handling hands obviously increased their frequency, and the water-drenched bamboo poles flew up and down quickly.
Rush to the beach! Everyone is preparing to rush to the beach!
The archers also started suppressing fire. For fear of accidental damage, every time they fired their bows, they aimed at both sides of the beauties. The captain among the archers sweated a lot.
The hedgehogs and skunks also began to fire back with their ropes. The sparse cobblestones and the whizzing arrows formed a ridiculous contrast. Every mercenary felt that this world was so cute.
Because the goblins were afraid of bows and arrows, they actually held their heads and huddled behind their shields. A horizontal blocking formation that was not very compact in the first place actually transformed into two groups clustered together after being washed away by three rounds of arrow rain.
Weird formation, the most important central axis position is actually blank.
The mercenaries of "Metal Rose" were noisy, and they gave this blocking formation a nice name - the Testicle Battle Formation.
The mercenaries laughed at Beamon's ignorance while trying hard to wipe the sweat from their hands and hearts. What a surprise! Before the war even started, there was such a big flaw in this front.
The heavily armored scythemen all took off their battle helmets, revealing their smooth heads and pigtails on the back of their necks. This is not to underestimate the enemy, but the key point is that the opponents are too amateur! If they land to launch an attack, even if they only have fifty
The human giant scythe is enough to kill them all, just as easily and easily as walnuts struck by a hammer.
There is a saying in the Aegean continent: Whoever God wants to perish will first make him underestimate the enemy and be arrogant. This sentence can't be better used to describe the encounter of the heavy-armed scytheman.
Amidst the thunderous jeers of the mercenaries, things like fish fins stood up on the cold river. The firelight on the high red slopes shone on these "fins", reflecting the cold light that only murder weapons can have.
When these "fish fins" quickly approached the mercenaries' bamboo rafts, the waves in the river covered up the fierce reflection. At this time, most of the giant scythes were staring closely at the opposite bank, fighting for the beach.
Calculating the focus of the attack.
There were bursts of explosions from the bamboo raft that made people feel weak all over. All the mercenaries were just stunned. The broad bamboo raft on which the heavily-armed scythemen were sitting was like a steak cut open by a table knife. In an instant,
It was split in two. Not one bamboo raft, but almost all the bamboo rafts where the heavy-armed scythes were on were split into two halves. The sound of the bamboo poles exploding and the sound of the heavy-armed scythes turning over and falling into the water were heard at the same time.
Terrible upheaval!
The count, who was observing the progress with confidence, immediately turned pale.
Before the archers and spearmen could recover, their feet slipped, and their bamboo raft was cut into two pieces by a swift blade. There were screams, and that was when someone discovered that his feet had been cut.
Cut off.
However, the screams were quickly drowned by the river water.
After just a few breaths, all forty bamboo rafts were chopped into two pieces by the terrifying force from the bottom of the water, and the sound of falling into the water became the main theme of this stage.
More than twenty sturdy Behemoth bodies quietly surfaced, and the place where the heavy-armed scythe hands should have been appeared - in the middle of the concave-shaped battle formation, the super giant axes in their hands shimmering.
The sparkling river water was so bright that it dazzled people's eyes. Their expressions were calm and calm, letting the river water slide down their foreheads.
It’s Behemoth the hippopotamus!
The knowledgeable ones among the mercenaries hoarse their voices and howl in despair with a voice that breaks their vocal cords.
The mercenaries who were close at hand noticed a detail. The leader, the strongest hippo Behemoth, actually spit out a complete shrimp shell from his mouth. The tentacles of this river shrimp were still twitching, but the meat on the tail had already
Empty.
"It will taste better if you put some wine in it." This hippopotamus Behemoth muttered in a not-so-authentic human common language and sucked in his huge and terrifying nasal cavity.
"I wonder what human flesh tastes like." The hippopotamus grinned, and there was a cluster of white and tender shrimp meat in its guillotine-shaped incisors.
This detail caused the mercenaries who fell into the water to fall into the bottomless abyss. No matter who they were, facing the hippopotamus warriors who were the same size and weighed nearly half a ton, they would only feel that they were small and unable to resist.
Most of the mercenaries took a gulp of water at this time.
Yes, that's because of nervousness and fear.
"Hatchaxe ready~~~" This boring guy is of course O'Neal. His cunning little eyes rolled around. The most vicious guy in Feilengcui called on his companions to take out the tuck in his shorts.
Small hatchet.
To the hippo poets, what they drew was a small hatchet. In the eyes of the mercenaries struggling in the river, it was simply a siege axe.
The ominous premonition was like a dark cloud before a heavy rain, shrouding the hearts of every mercenary, paddle! Leave! The mercenaries huddled together began to swim desperately, no one wanted to resist, no one had other ideas.
"Let go!" O'Neill grinned, gritted his teeth and used the strength of the bridal chamber to smash out the short ax in his hand.
A series of "swish" sounds of neatly beating the water waves spread out in all directions. With the circular formation of the hippo poets as the core, like a blooming crab-claw chrysanthemum, waves of rapidly jumping and rolling waves shot up in all directions.
The waves are all natural phenomena caused by a hatchet cutting open the river water at high speed, just like the fins of a tiger shark flying across the water in the sea.
The sound of tearing flesh sounded again. The mercenaries who had seen the power of the "Bird Wing Ballista" were familiar with this terrifying sound. These overly strong Behemoth warriors, even if they smashed the short ax at close range,
It's not more powerful than the "Bird Wing Crossbow", and it's definitely not any worse.
Where the tumbling ax brought the waterline across, there was a blood wave broken in a straight line on the water. Life at this moment was like a rushing water.
"Haha, damn you guys! Don't you like our Behemoth fur? Don't you want to rob our boss lady? Come and try my hippopotamus O'Neill's axe!" O'Neill spoke as an Aegean human with a strong Behemoth dialect.
Ling Yu showed off his talent and knowledge while laughing loudly.
In the eyes of the mercenaries, this guy is no different from the devil crawling out of hell.
After all the hatchets were smashed, the hippos plunged into the blood-red water again, with only huge ripples and halos representing their former existence.
The surface of the river seemed to have been crushed by a demon meat grinder from the era of the war between gods and demons, and the blood changed the color of the ice floating on the river.
The remaining mercenaries were lucky, the hippo warriors had already dismissed them, and their next target was the cavalry and rangers who were swimming lightly.
Fighting with the Aqua Tribe in the water, and with the most powerful hippopotamus among the Behemoth Orcs, everyone can imagine the outcome of this battle. In the battle of the Death Steps, the mercenaries were still able to fight back, but now they even have no right to fight back.
deprived.
This is no longer a war on one plane.
Fairy Longdaisi turned her head and no longer looked at the river.
Even if the mammoth warriors reach the water and face the hippo poets, they have no choice but to stretch their necks and be slaughtered. Even if they are the warriors of the sea tribe, how many of them have a chance of winning when facing the amphibious warriors hippos in the water?
This is a battle without any suspense.
Count Totti also had the same idea. At this time, the count's expression looked like a cramp or a stroke.
Captain Jennifer suddenly became much older. She knelt on the river bank and looked painfully at the screams that sounded from time to time in the river. The pebbles between her fingers had already coughed up blood from her palms.
It’s actually a hippopotamus warrior! It’s actually a hippopotamus from the House clan! The two great magicians dragged their weak bodies and murmured the name.
The only two organized naval forces in Behemoth, a model turtle warrior and a Zodano frogman, all guard the Sunset Swamp on the southwest border. If you can meet a hippopotamus warrior in the Sanggan River,
This was something no one could have imagined. The Earl was tearing at his meticulous hair, trembling all over.
The beauty is on the other side, but this Sanggan River is already impassable.
This battle is basically a foregone conclusion, now it depends on how small the losses can be.
The light cavalry and rangers who swam lightly in the Fu River had already fled back because they were behind the situation and saw that the situation was not good. They were very smart and spread out in all directions to escape. The obvious clouds of water quickly approached them, although they screamed miserably.
The sound was continuous, but it was finally much better than the mercenaries huddled together after falling into the water from the bamboo raft.
Seven hundred cavalrymen, several hundred yards away from the river, on this road of escape from death, more than two hundred people disappeared forever into the deep river water. The seemingly clumsy and heavy bodies of the hippo warriors were so flexible underwater that they could
Let all mercenaries remember this nightmare for the rest of their lives.
After wandering on the line between life and death, the rangers and light cavalry finally set foot on the beach. Many of them couldn't stand the strong mental stimulation and were desperately scratching their throats and vomiting.
Is land safe?
The hippo poets rushed to the shore with joking expressions, and rushed into the formation of the cavalry who had just thought they had survived the disaster. Just like the one who was engulfed in flames, this group of hippos was still charging in a desperate group style.
Their two-edged swords were much taller than any cavalry. The huge ax blades chopped open the bodies of two war horses easily. The rangers and light cavalry huddled together had just calmed down and could not adapt to this kind of situation at all.
There was a huge contrast. Those who were far away ran away quickly, while those who were close watched helplessly as the big ax came swinging towards them, killing them all.
It's chaos again.
In just one wave of charges, the hippo warrior's big ax opened up a death passage made of flesh and blood fragments on the beach. After a round of baptism, at least dozens of poor ghosts left their souls in this foreign land.
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When the eight-headed woolly rhinoceros and the furious female leader rushed over with their own bodyguards, there were only mutilated corpses and blood on the river beach.
The hippos have slipped, and the river is their best hiding place.
Although there were not many followers of the two magicians left, they rushed over to meet these frightened hapless souls with great chivalry. They were indeed followers of the magicians. Several of the mighty-looking warriors were covered in traces of blood.
There were rays of fighting spirit of different colors, but it was a pity that the fighting spirit could not let them enter the water, so they could only watch and hold back.
Looking at the vast river, a large group of people were helpless. Except for a few thieves who fired crossbows at random to vent their anger, the rest could only use saliva as a weapon to express their indignation. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, so they could only feel resentful.
Turn around and go ashore.
"Plop la la" came a sound of splashing water, and the hippo warriors showed their heads again. All the warriors were just refreshed and ready to fight, when a field of white axes smashed into this group of fighting spirit.
Dazzling warriors.
You can imagine what it would be like to see more than twenty giant axes with gold steel wheels weighing two hundred pounds, smashed out by the hippo poets who usually bench press logs with a force of five tons.
In the interlacing electric light, the gorgeous vindictive rays and their masters were knocked down on the beach by the sudden group of flying axes. Not only that, where the giant axes turned, there was another neatly sectioned area extending back.
A bloody road was opened, and each war horse was cut in half by the huge ax blade. The blood in the air was scattered like a pour, and the reeds by the river "squeaked" and trembled their waists in the rain.
The powerful ax finally cut deeply into the river embankment, causing the earth to shake.
The hippos quickly disappeared into the river, as if they had never appeared before.
The two magicians barely fainted from a distance.
This gang of Behemoths actually wanted to save their last weapons to kill! These gangs of Behemoths actually came to sneak attack again! The cavalry and rangers on the beach beat their horses like crazy and fled up the river embankment.
Even if they knew that these hippo Behemoths had no weapons, no one would dare to stand there anymore.
This unconventional style of play once again turned all human intelligence into a puddle of mud.
The mercenaries who fell into the water from the bamboo raft finally landed safely ashore without the pursuit of the hippo warriors. Thirty heavily armed scythe-hands also miraculously slowly walked ashore from the river.
The place where the bamboo raft overturned was only eighty yards away from the shore. These heavy-armed giant scythe-hands actually held their breath and managed to move to the shore under the water, relying on a certain amount of water buoyancy.
Looking at this testicle-like battle formation, the giant scythes retched a few mouthfuls of turbid water and roared angrily.
The river water flowed down from the gaps in their plate armor, and the eyes of these heavy-armed giant scythes were close to madness.
Fairy Longdaisi knew that this small mistake might be the only shortcoming that could be faulted in this battle. This would be a pity for her who always pursues perfection.