One hand, this is one hand. The hand used to hold the shield stretched out only one hand and easily stopped the long-needle pig in charging state. The commander of the pig still remembers the shield at that time.
Zhan moved his wrist and showed his white teeth to him. He understood the meaning very well. If the equipment was complete, he held a sword in his free hand. At this time, he slashed at the huge pig head with a sword.
But it’s gone.
To put it another way, if the shield fighting equipment is fully equipped, wearing heavy armor, holding a large shield in one hand and a sword in the other, and encounters the charging long-needle pig, I am afraid that a shield attack can finish the pig, even with the sword.
Forget it, this is the real strong man. Not only does he possess terrifying fighting intuition and fighting skills, but he is also as powerful as a monster in terms of strength and physical fitness. This is the top warrior on the Samsara Continent.
Commander Pig has already surrendered, but after admitting defeat, Commander Pig made a small request. He wanted to see the most powerful existence among the death warriors. A group of death warriors, you look at me, I look at you,
With a long sigh, he led Commander Zhu to see Qiu. Yes, it was the four-meter-tall heavy axe. Qiu, Xiaobai's most proud warrior in the early days, was now the well-deserved strongest man in the Samsara Tribe.
When Commander Zhu saw Qiu, he was eating dried meat happily. No matter what time it is, dried meat is still Qiu’s favorite, but the way it is done is different. When he saw Qiu
, Commander Huzhu felt that the hairs on his body stood up, as if he had encountered a natural enemy. Just when he turned around and wanted to run, his mount Huzhu suddenly lost control and rushed towards Qiu, no matter what.
No matter how much the commander shouted, it was of no use.
Then he saw an extremely horrifying scene. Qiu was eating dried meat. Without even raising his head, he casually stretched out his hand and aimed at the pig that was rushing towards him and gave it a gentle lift. He was huge.
The astonishingly heavy pig flew away, fluttering in the sky with its limbs and falling into the distance, making a loud rumbling sound. Commander Qiu still remembers that Qiu turned his head and looked at it, and said: "Just now
Is that pig a barbecue prepared for me?"
Ever since hearing those words, the Pig Commander has made up his mind to never join the Samsara Tribe. It's too scary. Who are the people in that tribe? His own mount is all the Needle Pigs.
The most powerful one among them, but it almost turned into a barbecue. In my eyes, a powerful creature is directly equated with a barbecue in the eyes of others. Is there anything more terrifying than this?
Sometimes Commander Zhu will have nightmares because of this. Every time he wakes up from the nightmare, he will wonder about one thing. What kind of existence is Qiu? Could it be a monster born from humans and giant beasts? Otherwise, how could it be?
There is such a terrifying guy, and his huge size does not look like an ordinary human being. It is simply unimaginable how powerful the Samsara Tribe with such a monster exists.
Since that day, the entire Long Needle Pig tribe has become a loyal supporter of the Samsara Tribe. The death warriors of the Samsara Tribe are the most powerful warriors they have ever seen. There is no one like them. Those who believe in strength are Long Needle Pigs.
The purpose that the tribe has always implemented is that since the Samsara tribe has powerful warriors like Qiu, there is nothing to say. They are the boss, so just obey.
After a brief recollection, the commander of the pig jumped down from the pig, put away the square hammer in his hand, took out a sharp scimitar, came to the commander, and said coldly:
"You understand what I'm going to do. Resist or not, it's all up to you. If you resist, I'll probably have to work hard, and you'll be in pain. If you don't resist, I can give you a good time."
The ten thousand commander turned to look at the completely defeated team, with a wry smile on his face, and knelt down. He knew what the pig commander was going to do, but what could he say now? Can he escape? Is begging for life useful?
, if he can escape, he will escape, but two legs can't run as fast as four legs. It's meaningless. If praying is useful, he will give up all dignity in exchange for his own life. However, it is impossible. Who will let him
It's the commander.
"It seems that you have given up resistance. Well, that's good. Don't worry, my knife is very fast. You won't be in pain." Commander Pig said indifferently and walked to the commander's side.
He moved his fingers and inserted the knife into the commander's throat without hesitation. As he said, indeed, his knife was very fast. The commander did not feel any pain. His eyes suddenly went black and he lost consciousness.
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The pig commander cut off the head of the 10,000-person commander with one powerful stroke. He raised the head high and mounted on the pig's back again. He ran around holding the commander's head. He wanted to end this battle.
There is no need to continue fighting. The enemy commander is already dead. The right way is to surrender honestly. The soldiers who saw the commander's head silently threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground.
Facing the surrendering warriors, the knights did not kill them all, but drove them to one place. These prisoners will become slaves in the future and be sent to Doro City or Huosha City. If the subsequent battle is tragic, they can also be used as slaves.
There is no need to kill them all here as cannon fodder. That would be too wasteful. The population has many uses. Anyone who insists on killing prisoners is a fool.
After the battle, it is still a joyful job of cleaning up. There is a lot of oil and water in it. Whoever gets the various materials belongs to whom, and others will not fight for it. Everyone knows in their hearts that sometimes they should not be too greedy for small profits and be particular about it.
The general environment is very important. After counting the prisoners, roughly 5,000 people were captured, and the rest were basically dead, especially those god warriors, there were only a few dead.
After suppressing these prisoners, the knights returned to the city. This time they brought more loot than last time. Black Sun City was bustling with excitement and joy. They liked this time, the happiest time, and
The five thousand prisoners were also imprisoned. They would be treated differently depending on the subsequent situation. Two consecutive victories did not make the Samsara Continent warriors in Black Sun City arrogant. They were still very cautious.
Victory is natural, because the opponent is too arrogant, so he only needs a few people to provoke them. Failure is also natural, but after two consecutive losses, as long as the commander of the Desert Continent is not a fool, he should be alert.
We will not act recklessly like these two times again. We will wait until the large forces gather and the tough battle will begin. At that time, it will be the time to really decide the outcome. Now it is just an appetizer before the big meal.