When two huge giants, the whale warrior Fei Gao and the anaconda warrior Olajuwon, rushed out of the underground river and launched a desperate counterattack, the sharp sword light of the Blood Elf Sword Song just cut the curtain of this bloody battle.
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?
The pillars blocked the waves of flying swords that were as fast as lightning. A series of violent sounds like a yandere beast's bladder being squeezed exploded. The long elven swords that came from across the sky were bent in the air and struck with cunning moves.
The angle pierced the vine armor on the thigh of the undead tauren warrior. The hard vine armor could not withstand the calyx sword that penetrated instantly. It was not only pierced, but also faint black streaks were rubbed out
cigarette.
Driven by the arias and gestures sung by the blood elf sword chanters, the elf long sword was like a spiritual snake spitting out a message. It was withdrawn at the touch, and with a "swish" sound, the wound was pulled out again, and then it rose.
There was a crisp sound of fractures, and at least forty or fifty undead tauren fell down in this instant. Although for the undead, leg injuries could not make them lose their combat effectiveness, but when the elf sword pulled out the wound,
Shaken by the huge pulling force, 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 power of high-level elf warriors.
Confidence and courage.
The fallen immortal tauren warriors jumped 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 swarms in front of them.
The dwarves and the 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 cabin.
The long sword shining with scarlet light swirled 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 contest 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. Without the depth protection of the undead takin warrior front, it was only a matter of time before it collapsed----------------------
---The ability of these Elf Sword Songs to grasp the subtlety of the battle situation is truly 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' ambitions of hundreds of thousands of soldiers. Bull B showed the enemy that he would take advantage of a weak general. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by his opponent and gave him an army.
, the heavy rain coupled with the lightning raid caused the entire formation to be in chaos, and only one team of Fei Lengcui was able to complete the team formation. The other forces were completely left to their fate. From a strategic point of view, it can be said to be terrible.
Having reached this point, of course Liu Zhansha 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 deadlock of passive defense with a fierce charge.
, giving the subsequent Takin Warriors room for adjustment 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 Zhenzhen felt that the combat quality of these 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 forces to form a plan.
The purpose of the dumpling-making formation is to use superior force to surround the Behemoth militia led by him on all sides, gather them together and annihilate them.
The iron stakes and chains on the ground slowed down the movements of these originally short gray dwarves to a certain extent. At this time, the incomparably brave Beamon militiamen had already charged into the crowd with the light of their swords.
The Spirit Knight was also put into the air by Liu Zhenzhen, and attacked the Oxhawk people together with the Musk Man slingshot.
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 splashing raindrops dyed the sky above the battlefield 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. Those hidden weapons that may slip through the net suddenly make the blood elf sword chant more
More than twenty trapeze artists came out.
Blood Elf Sword Chant's decisiveness 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 warhammer, each of them has an extra side of fine steel engraved with the pattern of a foaming ale cup than the group of dwarf warriors just now.
The shield and the dark plate armor shine with an unusual metallic light--------------------This equipment is obviously the work of excellent dwarf craftsmen; each of them
Everyone had long gray beards tied into braids. This braided beard was clearly the symbol of a centuries-old warrior. When Old Liu's eyes first touched these dwarf warriors, his heart tightened. He didn't expect to be so lucky.
, unexpectedly met the strongest warrior with a century-old beard among the dwarves.
The two groups of men and horses went from hedging to strangling together, and it was only enough for Nedved to fire three arrows, which shows the rapidity of the movements of both sides.
The first knife struck out with a dazzling arc, and the feeling that something was wrong became stronger in Liu Zhanzhen's heart. He had never felt so uncomfortable when slashing someone before. Today, wherever the long gold-steel knife swept, there was nothing on the blade.
Instead of the crisp feeling of the blade reaching the bone in the past, it has been transformed into a harsh counter-shock force. The rich metal deposits in the ground have equipped these dwarf warriors into miniature tanks, which are indeed difficult to cut!
"This is all money!" Liu Zhenshao was reluctant to part with this fine dwarf armor, while waving his long knife and continuing to sweep wildly. Every time the knife light was fired, it spread out the blank space in front of him, even in this situation
In the dense heavy rain, the sparks intertwined between the long sword and the dwarf armor were still jumping. The huge power and the proud length of the golden steel sword caused the dwarf warriors who were at a disadvantage in height to suffer a great loss, even if they were equipped with steel.
The 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. They filled the gap without hesitation, and the heavy war hammer
After repeated clashes with Old Liu's gold-steel sword, Liu shocked to understand one thing. Although these short-legged tigers were not tall, they were only stronger than the tauren.
Not small!
Constantly chopping away at the solid plate armor and shields, and violently colliding with the heavy war hammer, even the hundred-pound long sword specially equipped by the Mammoth Sword Saint quickly shattered the blade and then broke into several pieces.
For the first time, the Feilengcui militia's cone-shaped attack formation was effectively suppressed. In addition to chopping melons and vegetables at the beginning, it forced the opponent to fight a bloody path and formed a flat line with the remaining eight or nine undead takin warriors.
After containing the opponent 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 today there is no heavy cavalry to clear the way!
Liu Zhenshao 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.
Well, you have to bend down to deal with these dwarves. Although you have some heavy weapons at hand and their length is strong enough, you are forced by the waves of gray dwarf warriors who are looking like they are dying, so 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 Zhanchen 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 sense 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 blade 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.
How could a one-meter-tall gray dwarf be carried on a giant sloth's saddle? Vieri was holding the scarred battle ax, feeling both angry and sad.
After the opponent's blood elf sword chant retreated into the protection range of the gray dwarves, the calyx sword was swung faster and faster. They had the advantage of a certain distance, and the blood splashed out like a swimming dragon.
Threatened by their sword blades, they launched a fierce attack on Liu Zhenzhen, who was at the front. 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
While blocking with the mithril arm and a snatched war hammer, he also did not forget to select these flying swords of the Blood Elf Sword Chant to smash. Although these thin swords were extremely well made, they could not withstand the wrath of this barbaric dragon power.
Resistance, the fragments of these flying swords flew everywhere in an instant. Nedved, who was hiding behind the lord, had already killed nearly twenty blood elves at close range with his strong bow.
, this number continues to increase----------------Succeed as a dwarf, lose as a dwarf, the height of the elf is really too outstanding among the dwarves, with the ability of the horse archer
With his strength and the distance being so close, it would be ridiculous 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 Moore army did not know what they were shouting, and their desperate counterattack became more violent. 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 rival!
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, the gray dwarves have a tradition of retreating when the situation turns bad. Now comparing it, this ideological contrast is simply too strong to be strong.
In his heart, Liu Zhencheng almost knocked down Xiao Cui's ancestor, Eight Generations, with the speed of his sword and punch.
When the battle reached this point, it could no longer be described as tragic. Liu Zhenzhen'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 also practiced a little bit.
It's not surprising, but now he can't think of anything about poking his feet, tan legs, and hooking his legs. He just swung his insteps like felling wood, and ran towards the heads of these gray dwarves. If one foot hurts, change it to another.
Only.
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 was shocked that he could actually feel pain!
Are these dwarves harder than metal cages?
The less he believed in evil, the more he wanted to rush over again, but the strange thing was that he couldn't rush forward no matter how hard he tried. The counterattacks of the dwarf warriors were like the tide, with one wave higher than the other. Every time Liu Zhencheng cleared his side, he stepped out
At every step, a bunch of dwarf warriors would swoop up to intercept him and knock him back. The consequences of charging too slowly were also obvious. The surrounding dwarf warriors also bitten the panda warriors and mastiff warriors in the rear to death.
Yes, in order to prevent the invisible gray dwarf warriors from coming up for a sneak attack, all the militiamen have wielded their weapons to the maximum attack radius without any gaps. The hippo poet has replaced a group of more tired mastiff warriors. Fortunately, this turtle formation
There is enough space in between, enough to take turns to take a short break, otherwise if we continue to fight like this, even an Iron Man will not be able to survive.
The Mammoth Heavy Cavalry were also surrounded by groups of dwarves. They stamped out a path of blood like stamping on tomatoes, blocking the gaps on Liu Zhenhan's left and right sides. The gray dwarves who charged were numerous and fierce. The Mammoth Heavy Cavalry even
The attack wave was blocked by the corpse, and they fell into a contained and deadly battle. Even though the mammoth giant elephant's trunk was waving wildly, and the mammoth strongmen jumped off the elephant beast and chopped indiscriminately, they could not drive away these brave gray dwarves.
The crazy fighting situation even affected the Behemoth warriors who protected the priests and mages. In addition to the gray dwarves who had rushed into the inner circle and stuck to the takin warriors like brown candy, even 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 with a hammer. 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 hitting their foreheads, but they have nothing to do.
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 seemed to be going crazy! This group of gray dwarves almost seemed to be crazy! Except that the battle situation in the sky had stabilized, the Behemoth warriors on the ground, except for the Feileng Cui militia, were almost completely defeated by the opponent.
This 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 to break through from him. They pounced almost without breathing. This kind of serious consumption of physical energy
The wave-like attacks gradually made the eighty-six mastiff warriors who had not undergone long-term rigorous physical training a little bit unable to withstand it. Fortunately, the three-layer fine iron tower shields and armors were hard enough, and with the rotation rest and other militiamen, they were strong enough.
The situation seemed pretty good because of their bravery and 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 Feileng Cui militia.
, put a lot of blood of the gray dwarves of the opponent, the opponent's offensive and domineering militiamen's counterattack is stronger, if the weapon is cut off, replace it with another, if all the secondary weapons are used up, just pick up a random one, this burst of attacks,
Almost every militiaman has been inspired by blood and fighting spirit into a state of madness. Robbie even gave the mastiffs a second degree of madness skills. The Panda Warrior with the "Drunken Man Burns in Flames" is the strongest warrior in the East.
, the raging flames of strong alcohol burned extremely vigorously even if the rain poured down heavily-------------------- Even the Feileng Cui militiamen in this state actually burned
Can't go any further!
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 relied on the super 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 swords, 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 crossbows.
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Even so, this enemy can be regarded as the first real fierce battle faced by the Feilengcui militia. These stubborn enemies were like a ferocious python surrounding this little hedgehog of the militia. The dwarves were
Blood flowed all over the ground, but the Feilengcui militia's battle line advanced to the corpse fortifications, but could no longer advance ------------- The opponent's counterattack was really terrifying!
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 sing out a war song. 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 aroused the bloody spirit of Liu Zhensha and his militiamen. For a moment, the militiamen's horizontal pencil box array was surrounded by swords, blood, and blood.
It was the sound of "clicking, clicking" bones and the cutting of sharp blades, 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 Zhensha would definitely not 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 has actually only lasted five minutes, but in the minds of all those involved in the battle, which have been stretched to the limit, it seems as if a thousand years have 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 bursts of heat were constantly being blown up by the wind, wrapped in cold rain, and there was a strange smell of cooked meat, which 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,
The dizziness opened one after another. It was obviously the scroll that Guoguo smashed with no head, and occasionally one fell into 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 retracted 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.
Where is 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 seemed to be 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----------
-------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 Grean and Yi Jiao. Today, Yi Jiao was even shirtless when dealing with these oxhawks. It can be seen that he was also on fire with the desire to kill. It is no wonder that the sacrifices were made.
And the magician can support the battle so quickly!
Even with the blessing and hindrance 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 Zhenshao also started to kill. The three Yunqin Jinmen were finally summoned. The indiscriminate killing just now left him unable to even spare the time to summon the Jinmen.
It’s really like seeing a big-headed ghost alive!
The three golden men rolled on the spot as soon as they took action, one on the left and two on the right, almost extending inward like a steamroller.
Roll! Keep rolling! Liu Zhenzhen only gave these Yunqin Demon Golden Men a simple final instruction.
Some of these gray dwarves dared to attack the Yunqin Jin head-on! Liu Zhenzhen could hear the huge sound of the Jin's body being struck by the war hammer!
Damn it! Get a human flesh pad! When Liu Zhencheng saw the clumps of human figures, he was like a fishy locust swooping towards the path where the golden man was rolling forward, 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 defensive line of defense built by piled corpses gradually grew from half a meter high to one meter high. Then it was kicked down, then piled up, 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, and the ghost Xudra had expended all his cold air, and his two 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 the Yunqin Jinren rolled away on the right side, blocking the gray dwarfs who appeared from nowhere. The takin clan's unique skill "gladiation" was collectively used, and everyone had red eyes.
The takin warriors, led by Duncan, all lowered their heads and put the metal totem pole in the middle of the spiral horns. After gathering enough strength, they rushed forward. Their cat-like movements showed that they had been specially trained.
The fish jumped to the top and slid far away on the water-stained ground. The metal totem poles, which were set up like cannon hammers and the sharp spiral horns like hooks, shoveled all the way. The dwarf who was hit seemed to be hit by a powerful force.
The bed crossbow was held against the chest and hit a guy, knocking him back a row.
Even the mages and priests have advanced to the back 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 torment for everyone. Except for the Feilengcui militia, no one dares to step onto the forefront to face these crazy opponents. Their expressions are terrifying.
He didn't know how long he had been cutting, 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 very 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, their tongues hanging out and their gasping sounds like countless asthmatic cattle suddenly being brought into the valley.
"Damn it!" Liu Zhenzhen kicked his own breath and threw the flattened shield in his hand on the ground. He held his knees with both hands and spit hard, standing at the forefront of the attack.
He received countless heavy blows on his belly, and now the phlegm he spits out is a bit fishy and bitter.
As for his silver base armor, it has been completely scrapped. Its magic protection function has long been finished, and now it is just an ordinary mithril heavy armor.
"Holy shit! All six of my knives were cut off!" Fei Luo was sitting on the ground, his head covered with sweat or rain. His hands holding the warhammer and shield he snatched from who knows when were trembling like chicken feet.
It's like crazy and I can't straighten it.
"He will die first! The armor of these dwarves is too hard!" Goode's strong chest heaved violently, and the secondary weapon Talon Meteor Hammer in his right hand had only an iron chain left. The original King Kong
I don’t know where the war halberd went, and the arm shield on my left hand was also smashed away. The third generation new weapon of Feileng Cui on the palm, the Shaman Claw, and the five seven-inch diamond blades have been broken in half.
The remaining sharp steel claw was full of chips and scraps of flesh.
"If it weren't for Yun Qinjin, we would be dead today." Vieri sat down on the ground.
Next to him, O'Neill was holding a fake divine ax with a rolled 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 the beginning to now, a total of eighty-three people have fallen out of the eighty-six! If it weren’t for the militiamen’s familiarity with the formation and timely cover, these new boys would have been chopped into meat pies. The difference in casualty ratios between old soldiers and new soldiers
It was so big that at least none of the old militiamen fell!
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 Fei Lengcui'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 Zhencheng doesn’t know if it’s his own back 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.
Spreading 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, allowing the duergar's invisibility to 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 has a resounding popular name among scholars in the surface world: quicklime.
After quicklime meets water, it will slowly begin to boil. The heat at the beginning is not too high, because boiled lime needs to be stirred to become boiling high-temperature lime milk. The gray dwarves do good deeds without leaving their name, and thousands of pairs of big feet are good.
After a while of stirring, the temperature of the lime water began to rise. After a few minutes, when the gray dwarf felt something bad, his feet had already stepped into the bubbling boiling water up to his shins. That was called a boil, and this panic
When it spread, it was precisely when the Feileng Cui 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?
The groups of dwarf warriors who charged desperately were just trying to make a way for themselves. Those who were unlucky enough to be caught in the middle had already been squeezed into the crowd and had been cooked and fell down on their feet.
On the ground, continue to be cooked.
This was also the reason why the pitiful howls in the valley shook the earth, and 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, the most difficult to deal with is the gray dwarves' unique skills. "
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 only barely stand. With their blistered feet, how could they perform "Downward Slash"?
!The reason why those 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 safety and died under the sword of their opponents. They all lay down.
In the boiling lime water, the thick slurry rolled and there were corpses everywhere.
The hundreds of acres of Teapot Belly Valley are a hell of a place.
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 a pile of hills in front of them.
There were corpses, and 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.