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-layer fine iron tower shields of the heavy-armed giant scythes were also lost, but the scythes were connected to the iron armor with iron chains tied to the handles. Now these giant scythes are tightly held in the hands of the Pompeii men.
"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 short 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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The song only lasted for half a minute, and the pride of the mercenaries disappeared in an instant.
Ningyu removed the barrier made by illusion, and this amateur battle formation that the mercenaries mocked as testicles suddenly turned into a top-notch ferocious formation.
Between the two clustered shield battle formations, extending a hundred yards back, was a motley cavalry formation composed of twelve mammoths, three giant land otters, and a giant cave bear. All the terrifying giant beasts
Wearing golden battle armor, sixteen Orphan warriors with long beards and cold eyes sat on them, each with two terrifying machetes that were as long as a halberd, axe, and lance.
The leader's elephant lantern carries a flag fluttering in the wind. It is a skeletal pig head wrapped in a halo of tangerine. In the lower corner is a ferocious dragon head with crossed swords dripping with blood. On it are two large characters embroidered in Bi Mongolian -
---Xiangjun!
It was actually 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 light flashing, and the swan beauty with a delicate beauty mark 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 randomly, and a ball of silver fighting spirit 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. It is full of violence and wildness. It is simply the embodiment of ferocity and savagery.
The bear man stepped onto the giant sloth's back saddle and took off a giant axe, which could not be used as a door panel, and a duck-shaped war shield. A fiery red light flashed across his body, and his knotted muscles suddenly swelled.
The heavy-armed scythe players felt that the hairs all over their bodies were exploding.
The Mi Sha badges on the helmets of these two knights have already 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 it is still two silver knights and bronze knights! In the Behemoth Temple, Pancontinent is famous
Among the Templars' establishment, the lowest establishment of Thorns Knights is twenty people, the Iron Knights establishment is ten people, the Bronze Templars are only five people, and the high-end establishments of Gold Templars and Silver Templars are only two.
It’s just a human being!
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.
The Feileng Cui cavalry quickly separated from their formation and began to charge from the flanks. Long knives were waving, giant hooves were trampling, and the nightmare happened again.
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.
The hippos also came ashore, and they joined in the encirclement and suppression of the stragglers. With their bare hands, whether they had weapons or not, it didn't make much difference to their strong bodies.
Collina held a sword and led the remaining cavalry consisting of giant land otters and cave bears. He stared coldly at the only heavy-armed scythes that did not escape. He was using the Behemoth Warrior's weapon.
An ancient ritual to express my admiration and respect to these brave warriors who did not escape.
Corina actually promoted these heavily armored scythes. It wasn't that these scythes didn't want to run away. Faced with a group of heavy cavalry surrounding them, and two Templars watching eagerly from the side, even if they ran away there would be no chance.
What's the use? You can still win a game 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 scythe, he was as happy as the mercenaries. However, this kind of happiness was soon replaced by a series of
The blow caused him to become paralyzed.
"Fire, fire, fire!" The count jumped off his horse, grabbed Master Ortega by the collar, pushed him desperately, and yelled incoherently: "Elephants are afraid of fire! Hurry up and use magic flames.
Deal with them! There are also Templars, 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, roared in a commanding tone, and sprayed the master's face with spit foam.
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.
It's about a hundred yards, while War Sacrifice only has a 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, with an attack radius of about two thousand yards, while Master Ortega's union title is an intermediate magician, with an attack radius of about 2,000 yards.
It's 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 a clever woman can't make a meal without rice. In order to summon two powerful scrolls, the two masters were turned into useless people. Now they can only do nothing. As for their poor magic apprentice,
If their level is used in such a brutal battle across the river where every second counts, it is simply too flattering for them.
"I don't need a magic apprentice! I want you two masters to help me teach these bastards Beamon a lesson! Use forbidden spells on me! Burn the city with earth fire! Use flame storm! Use different-time far-space transfer.
Technique! Hurry!" The earl grabbed the two masters' necks and started to slap 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 impolite 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 what he reported were all famous and top-level magics. However, the magic powers of the two masters had already been almost exhausted. After all, no one expected that this battle would be so miserable, and the troops were clearly equipped.
The equipment and equipment are 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.
Lord Earl'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 a dozen water arrows suddenly shot out from mid-air, with plumes of fire flying.
"Water magician?" The two masters stared at each other for a long time, their mouths opened like open city gates, and they rolled their eyes at each other.
"It's a mermaid! Oh my God! 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 magic powers were intact, how could 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 water magic, but today it 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 in turn were restrained by water magic.
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"The Behemoth Cavalry is slaughtering my men! Master! Use the space teleportation array quickly! My Woolly Rhino Cavalry will definitely be able to resist these Behemoth Cavalry! Please help me teleport forty cavalry over! 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, Fran needed her to show her body.
Xu, 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 hitting! Don't stop! Keep hitting me hard!" Lord Count yelled at the two masters.
"Lord Earl, in order to summon the forbidden spell, we have almost exhausted our magic power. We just summoned the flame bird, which was already difficult. If we use it forcefully, it will cause harm to our bodies." Master Fran spread his hands helplessly.
Shake his head.
"These Behemoths are too powerful." Master Ortega said with great difficulty, his eyelids drooping.
"Nonsense!" The Earl was almost going 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 this! Use magic to clear away the evil in this damn river.
Bugs! Use your magic to blast away these damn elephants!"
The two magicians smiled miserably. As magicians, they were actually restrained by one against two opponents. They felt embarrassed, but the situation forced them to admit it.
"Isn't the magic power enough? How about this?" Count Toti hesitated for a moment, rubbed his hands, and took out a bundle of crystal flasks tied into a series with rubber bands from his arms. Each crystal flask contained
It was all bright red liquid sloshing around.
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, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with burning greed. His eyes were like the hungriest locusts, which could not be concealed.
The possession and desire to live 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 the blood essence of the warrenpol tribe bat-man, the great traitor of Beamon who rebelled to the human camp during the Battle of Hyjal, and is commonly known as "vampire" in the secular world.
, because bat-men always feed on blood, and the blood of Warcraft is their favorite, so every bat-man will have condensed "blood marrow" in his bone marrow; each bat-man can only extract twenty
ounces of "blood marrow", and the extremely abundant elemental power contained in the "blood marrow" can instantly replenish the magic power required by a high-level magician with only ten ounces. Since Batman's betrayal, he once fought in the Battle of Hyjal
In the war, the human magicians made immortal achievements in fighting against Behemoth Priest, but after the battle of Hyjal, the batman was also labeled a "vampire" by the Inquisition of St. Paul's Church.
The remaining descendants of the bat-men who have been wiped out have generally been hidden among ordinary humans for a long time. To obtain the blood marrow is no less than a dream.
After all, it was the first Dolot family that was powerful and wealthy, and the count took out a bundle of eight bottles of blood marrow. This shows that no matter who he is, he always has some hidden trump card.
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 the wide 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.
Like a feather, with a slight leap, they 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.
************************The heavy-armed scythemen have two squadrons. One squadron was killed by a fire, and there is still one squadron left. {One squadron is one squadron.
A hundred-man establishment.}, and currently there is half a squadron of fifty men on the other side of the river.
When these fifty heavy-armed scythe-hands fell into the water, they were only a few dozen yards away from the river bank. Due to the buoyancy in the water and their basketball team figures, which were two meters tall, it should be possible to hold their breath and get ashore safely.
The only mistake the Fairy Dragon said was to direct the hippos to attack a little late. If they were only two hundred yards away, these heavy-armed giant scytheers would be dead.