In the wolftooth camp, the two hundred barbarian warriors who came to "help the fist" are now huddled together like the ignorant Qi San, silent and dare not breathe.

The same was true for the other bigwigs, who finally understood why there wasn't any tension in the camp just now.

Little George pinched his waist and reprimanded him like a little adult: "Blind your dogs, don't get in the way, when the fight starts for a while, we don't recognize what you birdmen are for, get away from me, don't drag us back." ”

A few big people didn't dare to let a single fart, so they quickly let the two hundred fighters pull aside and dodge.

Now they have one and one count, and their hearts are clear, and they have come to add to the chaos.

Sixteen sophisticated trebuchets had been erected at the entrance to the camp.

There is no one who does not know the trebuchet of the barbarians in the great wilderness.

Because this thing has taught them a lot of painful lessons.

Aside from the Elementals and the Warriors, the trebuchet deals the most damage to the Barbarians.

Huge boulders weighing several tons come from the sky, and when they are smashed, they are a large piece, and there is no place to run, it all depends on luck.

And everyone also discovered the fact that these trebuchets they saw were far more sophisticated and massive than the trebuchets used by the Terrans before.

A group of giggling dwarves are debugging trebuchets, a little betting on who can smash more Terran hapless ghosts.

Behind the trebuchet were twenty sharp-clawed sloths sitting on the ground with large shoulders and round waists.

These sharp-clawed sloths didn't know what kind of food they ate after coming to the camp, they gained weight more than once, and the most eye-catching thing was that these big penguins also put on vests, vests made of stainless steel.

At this thickness, even a knight's spear would have to break.

The thickness is not to say anything, the vest is full of barbs, more than thirty centimeters long, shining with cold light.

You don't need the big penguins to wave their claws, just run away, and whoever hits them will be covered in bloody holes.

The most terrible thing is that these clawed sloths are also carrying a black iron box, a fully enclosed space, and a box contains a dwarf, each dwarf is holding a delicate armor-piercing crossbow in his hand, and the tip of the inverted triangular crossbow arrow is full of ghostly light, and it is known that it is highly poisonous at a glance.

Alfred, the great wizard who has been infected with poison all year round, took a closer look and was a little trembling.

The dwarf sitting on the shoulder of the big penguin said smugly: "The second-generation dwarf standard weapon, the section chief's Endeavor crossbow, the effective killing range has been increased to four hundred and fifteen yards, the armor and shield are broken, and the top is stained with the venom of the blue-winged python. ”

After saying that, the dwarf with a pigtail also aimed his crossbow arrow at Alfred, intentionally or unintentionally.

A few big people chrysanthemum tightened.

On the battlefield, so many sharp-clawed sloths are directly rampage, if you really encounter a big person, a few armor-piercing poisonous crossbows suddenly shoot out of the closed alley, which is completely impossible to prevent.

Alfred swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at the dwarf's crossbow arrows against him, he always felt unsure, and quickly turned to leave, but he happened to bump into Adrian.

The shepherd had just finished watering himself when he accidentally arched Alfred out.

Alfred, who was sitting on the ground, looked up at the Hulk and his gaze rested on the giant cylinder on Adrian's shoulder.

Riding on the shoulder of the shepherd, the human race Wocha, pointed to the cylinder, and said with a compassionate look: "The net thrower designed by the dwarves, I have improved it a little, specifically to deal with large alien beasts and elemental beasts, the bottom hammer contains the power of wood elements, after the spray is ejected, the contact object will open a large black iron net, at the beginning, Chu Ci that little bastard wanted to smear the net with the poison of the blue wing python, I didn't agree, I thought it was too cruel, and finally I hung the barbed wire with barbed steel nails." ”

Alfred was dumbfounded.

He didn't think the little old man was a good bird.

Smear the poison and at least die quickly.

It's all steel nails, and it's a blunt knife to cut meat, so it's better to have a good time.

The little old man Wocha continued: "After the net is opened, it can be extended for fifty meters, and when the next batch of steel from Flame Hammer City is delivered, I will extend it again, so as not to encounter too large elemental beasts." ”

Alfred understood.

You're showing off your wealth with me, right, you know you don't lack steel, but you're not such a loser, right?

It's still fifty meters, fifty meters is enough to catch a dragon, and there is no creature on the pan continent with a body grid of more than fifty meters.

Alfred, who was squatting on the ground, was about to stand up when a wolf-toothed warrior came next to him and reached out to help him up.

Alfred's heart warmed.

Unexpectedly, there were still people in the Wolf Tooth tribe who expressed kindness to these big people, and he thought that everyone in the Wolf Tooth tribe was a killer who did not recognize his six relatives.

If it was another tribe, Alfred would not say anything, after all, he was a big man, and he should be supported, but this is the Wolf Tooth Tribe, so this big man wants to express his gratitude appropriately.

Who knew that before he could speak, the tribal warrior who supported him was rudely pulled aside again, and spoke viciously.

"Blind, I didn't look at my shield. ”

Alfred looked at the ground with a bewildered expression, and then his numb nerves began to tremble again.

It's a giant shield that doesn't shine at all, I don't know, I thought it was a door panel.

Alfred didn't need to measure it to know that this huge shield was taller and wider than himself, just enough to cover the barbarian warriors.

"This has to be... How much steel is going to be squandered. ”

The tribal warrior picked up the giant shield, put it on his hand, plucked his ears and said: "The chief said, fighting, that is, playing money, if you want to get rich, you have to have hole cards, and in this world, there is no faster way to get rich than making war money, take the hole cards, to make more money, but the chief also said that to get rich, you have to find a good opponent to get rich, and you can fight with humans, but you can't fight with other barbarians." ”

Alfred was slightly stunned: "You chief, do you still have this awareness?"

"Our chief said, fight with the barbarians, the more you fight, the poorer you become, the poor ghosts in other tribes, have worthless things on their bodies, and they can't afford to kill all the barbarians in the Great Wasteland without half a catty of steel. ”

Alfred: "... ”

Shaking the shield in his hand, the tribal warrior showed his way: "The second-generation standard equipment, the Durex giant shield, no crossbow arrow can shoot through, imitating the standard giant shield of the Duchy of Celth, designed by Master Wocha himself, after being erected to the ground, the bottom extends the reverse blocking part, and it is held with the shoulder, effectively resisting the impact of the war horse. ”

Alfred's eyes darkened slightly.

Weapons are poisoned, shields are poisoned, is this still a group of barbarian warriors?

The warriors were armed, even the aliens and dwarves.

Steel, steel, or steel, as far as the eye can see, the most scarce steel on the continent, is full of it.

Alfred was completely convinced, and glanced at several big people behind him, and he could see the envy and jealousy in their eyes.

"No wonder ... Alfred said sincerely, "No wonder a foreign chief can be so loved. ”

It's just one word, money!

The current wolftooth tribe is going out to fight, it is clearly to show off their wealth.

can be armed like this, and if you change yourself, you are willing to follow the wolf tooth chieftain, and the fight is too comfortable.

It is no exaggeration to say that a warrior has more steel than the Great Chief tribe has.

Armed with so much steel, Alfred had no doubt that the warriors would beat the Terran legions to the ground.

In front of the Wolf Tooth Tribe, these big people suddenly had a little inferiority.

The wolftooth tribe has crossed the two steps of poverty alleviation and prosperity, and has begun to study how to update equipment every day.

Looking at themselves again, they are still worried about eating and drinking every day, and people really can't be compared, and the gap is too big.

The two hundred foreign aid fighters of the two major tribes, like the children raised by their stepmothers, stood in place cramped and uneasy, looking at the well-equipped wolf-toothed fellow clansmen, and could only look dryly.

Looking at their own leather skirts and leather pants full of holes, and then looking at the wolf-toothed tribesmen, the whole body armor with one eye was revealed, and these poor ghosts felt ashamed for the first time in their lives.

Already ashamed, a dwarf who was poisoning the crossbow arrow said with disdain: "I'm embarrassed to say that I'm here to help, look at your poor and sour appearance, shame and conspicuous." ”

Little George, who was coordinating the distribution of combat supplies, came over, pinched his waist and shouted: "Even if you are poor, you are still dirty, look at you, how long have you not taken a bath, lean to the side, Brother Chu Ci said, let me stay away from sloppy ghosts, it is easy to spread diseases, get away." ”

In the whole camp, the most buried is little George.

can make the sloppy king in the camp despise, you can imagine how buried these two hundred warriors are.

This scolding is indeed a bit heart-wrenching, where is there a clean water source in the Great Wilderness, there is not enough to drink, how can there be a rich one for bathing, and the warriors of the Wolf Tooth Tribe were also like bears two months ago.

Si Teng, who was holding a pen and a notebook to write and draw, shouted at the group of poor ghost warriors who were staring: "Stay away from our camp supplies, tell you, everything is counted, let me hold you who have the sheep by the hand, Lao Tzu directly chopped off your claws." ”

Wang Dafu, who was carrying an anti-materiel sniper rifle, replied: "Don't worry, these people came in pants, and when they leave for a while, they will steal anything on their bodies." ”

The two hundred warriors blushed and longed to find a crack in the ground to get into.

If someone else stimulates them so much, they are already anxious.

But in the wolftooth camp, they could only listen, and they didn't dare to put a fart.

Because now the entire Great Wasteland knows that a month and a half ago, the Moon Bear Tribe came to find fault, except for the chief, all of them were buried in the sea of fire, and there was also a Terran elemental master and a group of warriors with war intent to accompany the burial.

A month ago, the Moon Bear tribe came to find fault again, this time there were no dead, Page had his legs broken, all the warriors under his command had one leg broken, and several tribes had put together something to redeem the people.

In addition, several big men in the wasteland were hung at the gate of the camp and starved for three days.

The most important thing is that in the two armed conflicts, the Wolf Tooth tribe was killed in battle, not to mention that not even a single one was injured.

According to the Moon Bear Tribe, that is, they are vulnerable, their Moon Bear Tribe is vulnerable, and moreover, the Wolf Tooth Tribe still let them, and they don't use all their strength at all.

The Great Wasteland is respected for its strength, and the Moon Bear Tribe, who was not afraid of death before, has confirmed that the Wolf Tooth Tribe is not something that any barbarian tribe can provoke, not even the Great Chief Tribe.

Now that they saw it with their own eyes, they suddenly felt that the warriors of the Wolftooth Tribe were actually quite particular.

As far as the equipment they saw, these alien beasts, and a large number of heavy weapons siege weapons, etc., not to mention the Moon Bear Tribe, even the five strongest tribes in the Great Wasteland were easy to be wiped out together.

Among them, the one who felt the most was the silent Paige.

There are two main reasons why he "abandoned his previous suspicions" and came to help him, one is to thank the little old man Wocha, if there is no little old man, his two legs are 100% useless.

The second reason is that he wants to bring the war beast big pink pig back, and he originally thought that it would be good to come over and help, but now he knows that they are coming over to make a mess.

The Wolf Tooth Tribe is really one day at a time, and if they want to return to the war beast, Page feels that there is no hope.

What made Page most depressed was that the big fat pig, who he regarded as his strongest combat partner, was very disliked, and the other alien beasts were armed, except for the big fat pig who was chattering in the animal pen.

Page felt a sense of humiliation.

But there is no way to be humiliated, look at the alienated beasts that are armed, any of them can beat his little powder.

Other tribes are begging grandpa to sue grandma for bankruptcy, hoping to get an alienated beast as a war beast, and then look at the wolftooth camp, the general alienated beasts can't look down on it, they are all the best of the best, the most important must be the halberd blade giant rat, and it has to be very large and in good shape.

Seeing the envious expressions of Alfred, little George took out a longbow from the stone house and carried it behind him as if he was deliberately playing.

"The blue-winged python is made of a leather band after shedding its skin. Little George said triumphantly to Alfred: "After the elemental gaze is locked, it will shoot every shot, specializing in sniping elemental divisions and enemy high-level commanders, as well as big people who don't have long eyes, and the range is as high as eight hundred yards, how about it, are you afraid?"

Alfred was speechless.

Barbarian archery, why are you kidding me?

Just as he was about to speak, Alfred suddenly thought of something, and then blurted out: "Demon... Magic Archer?"

"Magic Archer, that's a good name. Yan Entropy, who was holding a cigarette, walked over and said expressionlessly: "My name is Yan Entropy, the second leader of the camp, and the chief instructor of the magic archer." ”

Alfred took a deep breath, and then said solemnly: "Wolf Tooth Tribe, the strongest tribe in the wasteland!"

If other equipment can only represent the wealth of the Wolf Tooth Tribe, then the matter of the Demon Archer is completely convincing to this well-informed barbarian wizard.

The Demon Archer can be said to be a rarer combat formation than the Elemental Master, and throughout the entire continent, only the Holy Court has a small team of Demon Archers.

The so-called magic archers are all archers with elemental powers.

They weren't the best of the elementals, and they weren't the fastest and farthest archers.

But the Magic Archer is definitely the most accurate!

In order to shoot accurately, the eyes must be good, and the Magic Archer has elemental powers, so you can use elemental gaze locking.

Generally, magic archers are used to snipe elementalists or high-value important enemy figures.

It's just that this profession is very weak, because there is elemental power in the body, and the body is similar to the situation of ordinary people, so it can't pull a bow that is too hard.

The shot was accurate, but it couldn't go far.

But the magic archers of the wolftooth tribe solved this problem perfectly, because it was not the human race that shot the arrow, but the barbarian children who were born with divine power!

The ancient relict blue-winged python will shed its skin every once in a while, and the skin that comes off this layer is the same as the body, which can be large or small, as long as the strength is enough, it can be pulled several times.

In this case, the range is there.

Then there is another question left, whether to shoot accurately or not?

This isn't a problem either, Magic Archer Magic Archer, of course, you can use Elemental Gaze Lock.

This group of barbarian cubs had just learned to meditate, and it was impossible to expect them to use the Elemental Secret Technique to kill the enemy, but they had elemental gaze locked.

With a longbow made of blue-winged python skin, an elemental lock that hits the target 100%, and an innate divine power that can shoot enemies at ultra-long range, this is the real magic archer!