Seeing that Kordo was about to run, Yan Entropy pulled out a polished halberd blade from his leg and threw it backhand.

Like a meteor, a halberd blade more than ten centimeters long pierced Kordo's back armor with a sound of breaking the air.

Cordo, however, felt a sledgehammer hit his back, and threw himself off his horse, rolling twice in embarrassment, and then throwing out a mouthful of blood.

That is, the quality of the halberd blade itself is not enough, and if you change the tactical dagger, you can directly stab Kordo to death.

But that was enough, and Cordo felt his waist shatter.

If the halberd blade thrown by Chu Ci can pierce a spark at most, but this halberd blade is thrown out by Yan Entropy, and the distance is close, and the power is no less than a large-caliber bullet.

Although the thick back armor was not pierced, the power penetrated the armor.

Chu Ci carried the section chief's ruling stick, with Da Bell on the left and Yan Entropy on the right, and walked in front of Kordo with the eighth master, looking at the big swordsman condescendingly.

Slanting his eyes, Chu Ci said happily: "It's quite resistant to beating." ”

Just as he was about to pick up the section chief's ruling stick and mend the knife, who knew that Cordo, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly got up, and triangular runes appeared under his feet, and the runes flashed with a faint milky white light, and these lights attached to the armor.

Yan Entropy's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately blocked in front of Chu Ci.

However, Yan Entropy did not attack, but looked at the light on the opponent's armor with thoughtful eyes.

Kordo, who was glowing with light, raised his broadsword and slashed at Yan Entropy.

A look of disappointment flashed on Yan Entropy's face, and with a backhand copy, he snatched the section chief's ruling stick from Chu Ci's hand, and blocked the giant sword very easily.

With a clash of gold and iron, the countless bladed sword fragments on the section chief's ruling stick were shattered, and all of them collapsed on Cordo's face armor.

Yan Entropy raised his big foot and kicked it in Cordo's chest,

This kick transmits power from top to bottom, not flat kick out, so Cordo sat directly on the ground.

Cordo, who had activated the fighting spirit, was dumbfounded.

Looking at Yan Entropy, the two eyes straightened.

He knew that the barbarians had great strength, but he didn't expect the barbarians to be so strong, and this "barbarian" who kicked him was still a very thin type compared to others, and he should be malnourished.

The cuirass, which was as thick as five centimeters, was all dented, and on it was a large footprint.

You must know that he just attached all the fighting intent power of his whole body to the armor, but as a result, the other party kicked and scattered the fighting intent and concave the armor.

This kick kicked Cordo and began to doubt life.

With this strength, what are you doing robbing, moving bricks, it is better than robbing to make money.

Before the breath held in his chest came up, Yan Entropy followed him like a shadow, and a powerful swing fist completely knocked Cordo, who was sitting on the ground, to the ground.

Yan Entropy didn't know what the hell was going on with the milky white light emitted by the other party, so he picked up the section chief's ruling stick and knocked it down.

Kordo, who was lying on the ground, reacted quickly and subconsciously raised the big sword.

The section chief's ruling rod was broken, and Yan Entropy took two steps back, a trace of puzzlement flashing across his eyes.

He knows better than anyone how much strength he has.

At that moment, even if the opponent was able to make defensive moves with his weapon in time, he would at least be smashed back by his own stick.

But the chief of the section ruled that the stick and the broadsword were connected

The moment he touched it, a circle of light like substance obviously appeared on the big sword, and the light on the opponent's armor seemed to be all concentrated on the stick, which resisted the impact of the stick.

Flame Entropy didn't continue to attack, but looked at Cordo with a little curiosity.

Chu Ci took out his matching gun, aimed at Kordo, who was lying on the ground panting, and looked at Yan Entropy with an inquiring expression.

"Energy fluctuations, spiritual energy!"

"Don't you tell this guy he's an aggregate?"

After finishing speaking, Chu Ci himself smiled.

How is it possible for an aggregate to ride a horse and carry a sword to cut people?

Yan Entropy's expression was weird, and he whispered, "Energy, spiritual energy." ”

Frowning and glancing at Kordo, Yan Entropy said: "This planet is getting more and more interesting, this guy is actually able to materialize and release spiritual energy. ”

Chu Ci looked at Kordo, confused: "What the hell is materialization?"

"The way of embodiment is different, this guy's mental ability is not high, very weak, but he can use mental ability... ”

Yan Entropy didn't know what to say.

This is also the first time he has seen this situation, the other party's mental ability is obviously very weak, but it can resonate with the energy in the space.

"It's definitely spiritual energy, and I can't be wrong with my perception. Yan Entropy looked at the chaotic battlefield in the distance, and saw that the battle had begun to show a one-sided situation, and said with a smile: "There is no suspense, leave this guy alive, go back and study it slowly." ”

Chu Ci glanced up and nodded slightly.

He wasn't as curious as Yan Entropy, he only cared about how reliable the barbarian warriors were.

It turns out that the barbarian warriors are simply not too bad.

Not to mention the IQ or anything, the combat power of this group of barbarians is really not covered, beating a group of human guards is like an adult kicking a chick.

The human warriors, who originally used carriages as cover, gradually fought side by side in groups of several people after seeing the "big fist in a casserole" and the "fifty-yard big foot", which was more like a struggle than a battle.

The huge gap in size and strength finally made these poor human warriors understand a truth, that is, how ridiculous the martial arts they practiced weekdays were under the fists of this gang of ferocious barbarians.

The distance is far away, no one has long hands, no one has long feet, and I can't touch others.

The distance is close, and people will scold you casually, and you will break your bones at least and break your hands and feet at worst.

There are some excellent swordsmen with outstanding martial skills among the human warriors, but in a battle on this scale, individual bravery cannot play a decisive role.

Comparing goods has to be thrown, and people have to die more than people, this is the truth.

It is certainly not unreasonable for the barbarian population to be so small, but still able to survive in the gap between the Bimon orcs and the human kingdom.

In one sentence, you can describe the barbarians, and the life of the barbarians is the life of fighting.

From an early age, the barbarians began to fight and brawl, they did not go through any systematic learning, what tactics, combat literacy, martial arts and the like, no one taught, and they couldn't learn if they were taught, they would, just one word, reckless.

Since he became an adult, he has fought with orcs, torn apart with alien beasts that ran out of the sleepless forest, fought with his fellow clans, and fought with human legions.

For them, fights are commonplace.

God didn't give one to the barbarians

Well-developed brains, but they give them a strong physique.

Excellent individual combat power is enough to cause qualitative change, and when a group of barbarians step onto the battlefield together, this is a large meat grinder.

Whether it is Beamon or humans, they have long understood the barbarian race, which can fight well.

The barbarians have no tactics, and even if they do, they are the only tactics, and they rush to the enemy, interspersed, cut, interspersed, and cut again, making a mess for themselves, and making a mess for the enemy.

After completely disrupting the enemy's formation, expand the results of the battle and break them individually.

This tactic, which has equally obvious advantages and disadvantages, is the most suitable for the barbarian warriors of the long and blind bears, except for a few physically powerful main battle races in Beamon.

In the face of such childish and ridiculous tactics, the corresponding strategy is actually quite simple.

In the first wave, as long as the first wave of attacks is blocked, so as to master the rhythm of the battle, the reverse cut is carried out through the flank encirclement, and then the living force of the barbarian warriors is constantly eaten, and the battle situation is finally determined.

Easier said than done.

The barbarian relied on his two legs to charge without any palm, and he was stunned to be able to rush out of the feeling of a heavy knight charge.

If you want to resist the first wave and the only wave of charges, relying on crowd tactics has no effect, you can only rely on the strongest hoplite regiment to erect the best tower shield, in addition, you need to use the knight's spear to continuously poke out of the tower shield shield, only in this way can you resist the barbarian charge.

Whether it is a human being, or a beast man, they are all very happy, and they are glad that God is fair.

Because God only gave the barbarians a strong physique, and the rest did not have a single hair.

If it weren't for the barbarians, fertility would be extremely low.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no iron and steel minerals in the Great Wasteland.

If it weren't for the barbarians' IQ touching.

If it weren't for the barbarians, they wouldn't have bothered to wear weapons and armor at all.

If it weren't for the barbarians, they would be caught between the humans and the Beamon orcs.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people, even if the barbarians didn't dominate the continent, they would definitely be among the top three races in the continent.

The human merchant group has no heavy knights, no tower shields, and no knight spears, so the result is obvious.

It's not that the human warriors don't understand how to resist the barbarian warriors, after all, all the human warriors in the pan-continent understand the weaknesses of the barbarians, and they also know the tactics of dealing with this group of barbarians with simple hair and well-developed limbs.

But the concubine couldn't do it at all.

In the face of the brute force of the tribal warriors, the rough and rotten armor is like butter, slippery and tender, not to mention defense, even if it is kicked by someone, it can fly upside down a few meters away, and even the shield, helmet and ribs will be shattered together.

A few of the children of the minor nobles and mercenaries wore fine armor and armor, but none of them had any effect, and the light shock shook half a life.

The huge feet and the big fist of the casserole, when the wheel comes down, it is like a big water hammer that strikes iron, block it, it can shock itself to death, if you don't block it, you can also hammer yourself to death.

Fart big kung fu, the escort samurai fell seven-seven-eighty-eight.

As for the barbarian warriors, they charged all the way, rushed to the head, and then, turned around and rushed back, and continued to charge, and also continued to ravage the fragile and sensitive nerves of the human warriors.

Chu Ci shouted: "Don't kill them all, catch them alive and go back to pay the money." ”

Little George said before that human warriors are more valuable and can be redeemed with ransom.