Since the appearance of the Wolftooth Tribe, the Great Pope and Grimm have risen into the air, so they can observe the direction of the war more intuitively than others.

Because of this, both of them have a rough statistic in their hearts, since the start of the war, all the Terran soldiers have fought bloody battles for several days until now, and the result is not as many kills as the number of enemies caused by the appearance of the Wolf Tooth Tribe.

"If the Wolftooth Tribe can take the Chinese army and kill the Lionheart, this Beamon Legion will no longer have the strength to fight. ”

After a pause, Green continued with a little worry: "But now that both wings are surrounding the people and horses of the Wolftooth Tribe, even I am terrified, if I fail, there will be no time to set up a teleportation circle and escape." ”

"Chief Wolftooth is not a fool, he has long expected this situation. The Grand Pope smiled: "Let's just watch the battle here, they all say that the warriors of the Wolftooth Tribe are brave on the battlefield, I would like to see it." ”

Two days ago in the Holy Mountain, the warriors of the Wolf Tooth Tribe killed more than 200 high-ranking knights with only one charge, and there was no even hand-to-hand combat, half of them were killed by the handleless dagger shot by the tower shield, half were shot by the wind elves, and they didn't even touch the warrior's hair.

Green didn't seem to care, looked down and looked down, but it was okay not to look at it, and after looking at it, he was completely dumbfounded.

Even the Grand Pope was slightly pale, staring at the ground without blinking.

No wonder they were shocked, the high-ranking members of the Great Chief Tribe, Brosnan and other Terran generals, were all dumbfounded.

At some point, the teleportation circle actually launched more than twenty old-fashioned catapults, but for this wolf-tooth tribe, these are old-fashioned, and for the countries, they are much more high-end than the ordnance they have.

In addition, there were more than 200 barbarian children, each with snot and carrying a special longbow, standing next to the catapult.

The repression begins!

The Wolftooth Tribe used a way of fighting that they had never seen or heard of, and the group was shocked beyond measure.

It's not that the lethality is huge, and it's not that the damage range is accurate, but it's too generous.

They have seen medium- and short-range suppression, and they have also seen long-range suppression, but this kind of indiscriminate suppression at a huge cost and consumes countless strategic materials, and they have seen it for the first time.

The huge catapults and siege engines aimed at the wings of the Wolftooth warriors, bombarding them indiscriminately, throwing boulders with burning flasks and countless shards of steel.

A single piece of steel strapped to a single stone can create hundreds of pieces of armor.

But all the Beamon warriors who rushed towards the Chinese army from both sides had to be bombarded with boulders one after another, and then the burning flasks exploded, and after the steel fragments flew, they killed and injured the enemy indiscriminately, the kind that had no dead ends at 360 degrees.

The Dwarven Aviation Regiment took to the air again, and instead of carrying flasks with them, they divided into two teams, and under the leadership of Kamai, they pulled out their crossbows and circled over the heads of the warriors, shooting at the orcs on either side.

The bolts were all made of steel, which was extremely penetrating, and the dwarves didn't aim at all, they just threw them indiscriminately, just to suppress them, as if they were not releasing steel bolts, but weeds everywhere.

The orc warriors who were fortunate enough to pass through the boulder bombardment immediately named the wind elves one by one.

At the forefront of the Wolftooth Tribe warriors are twenty-four steel puppets, whose sole duty is to charge and charge.

A hundred tribal warriors held tower shields on their shoulders, and even if an orc was less than a few meters away from them, they would not fight back, but just run in a straight line.

"This tactic ... Green gasped and said, "Those puppets, catapults, wind elves, and dwarves can have such a suppressive effect, and there are no soldiers of any scale approaching those warriors at all!"

The Grand Pope was also shocked enough to express his opinion, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

He discovered that people really can't be compared, and even fighting is not a routine.

The Wolf Tooth Tribe is just suppressing, that's all, not a targeted elimination of Beamon's living forces.

But even so, the damage caused in such a moment is enough for the Terran coalition to slash the bayonet for a long time.

In the air, the two military blinders began to exchange their "professional" views with each other.

What others think, Chu Ci doesn't care, he only cares about his own goals.

With the scout drone and the Hill Dwarf in hand, he and Flame Entropy met the Supreme Commander of Beamon, Prince Lionheart, and Miller, who was riding on a war elephant, at the shortest distance and speed.

In the middle of the two sides, there were nearly a hundred lion and tiger princes and more than twenty priests.

And Prince Lionheart also has nearly 100 guards next to him.

These people have been waiting for a long time.

Twenty-four puppets scattered and rushed in all directions, opening a wide slaughterhouse for the ensuing battle.

Yan Entropy and Chu Ci jumped off the steel puppet, and Chu Ci lifted his armor with an expressionless face.

He wants to take a few more glances at Miller, and look at this guy who is obviously not like Major General Cha but has a very similar look, because in ten minutes, in this world, in the universe, there will be no Miller's face.

Prince Lionheart, drew his sword and pointed directly at Chu Ci, and shouted the word "kill"!

The main battle race entered an autonomous frenzy, and the priests began to chant war songs to spread their aura on the orcs.

And Chu Ci held up the sledgehammer and shouted: "Spread them all out, kill them for me!"

"Lao Tzu hates aristocrats the most. Yan Entropy shook a circle with Wu Hook: "I'll kill that prince, you go and kill Miller." ”

“OK。 ”

Chu Ci and Yan Entropy rushed out one left and one right, while the tribal warriors put down their tower shields, held crossbows in their left hands and standard weapons in their right hands, shouted the name of the god of war and began to rush to kill.

The Lion and Tiger Prince's body has royal blood flowing in his body, and his body is more agile and stronger than the main battle orc race.

But this time, their opponent was the world-famous Wolf Tooth Tribe, the most luxurious and extravagant armed gang in the whole continent.

In the entire continent, only this group wore the dragon scale full-body armor with extremely high double resistance.

Of the entire coalition forces, only this gang can be suppressed and fought in close combat with a crossbow.

In the entire barbarian, only this regiment understands more than ten tactics and battle formations.

Big Bell pulled the blue-winged python out of his neck, smirked and threw it out.

When it comes to beating the war beast that sacrifices to the Demon Pet or Beamon, Big Bell would rather run away than use the Blue-Winged Python, because he knows that if this broken snake is coaxed, there is a 99% chance that he will escape.

But beating a group of lion and tiger princes who are about the same size as him, Big Bell knows that the Blue Wing Python is definitely a medium and high master, as long as it is a small enemy, the Blue Wing Python will never be afraid.

The Blue-Winged Python, which had transformed into a fighting stance, threw off a line of Biaoren Warlords with a single tail, and after shooting a row of crossbow arrows, Big Bell and the Tribal warriors ran towards their enemies with tactical daggers.

Yan Entropy's order is clear, don't live and don't fight, so the tactical dagger is the best weapon choice.

The warriors did not deliberately replace ordinary crossbow arrows with heavy armor crossbows, because in their eyes, the so-called Beamon elites in front of them were a bunch of garbage, and it was not worth wasting their armor-piercing crossbows with engraved elemental runes.

They thought that the Armor-Piercing Crossbow with the Elemental Runes should shoot some big people, such as the Great Pope or Grimm, and that it would not be enough to shoot two dragons, and it shouldn't be wasted on a bunch of stupid Beamons anyway.

The lion and tiger princes are all the elite of the main battle race, and even many of the children of top nobles have received good education and martial arts training since they were young, coupled with their natural racial advantages, they are seventy or eighty percent sure of the battle intent warriors of the human race.

In addition, the equipment of this group of noble children is also very luxurious.

Of course, this luxury is confined to the territory of Bimon.

Now all the Terran generals know that the Chu Ci tribe is taking the route of elite soldiers, and the elite ones are overflowing, so in the case of similar numbers, no Terran general will let his subordinates engage in hand-to-hand combat with this gangster gang with luxurious equipment to shine.

Unfortunately, Prince Lionheart doesn't believe in this, they think that Beamon is the strongest race in the whole continent, and racial superiority can make up for the gap in equipment.

These Beamons also think so, thinking that with their good body and very "luxurious" equipment, they will definitely be able to break the myth of the undefeated Wolf Tooth Tribe.

It's hard to imagine that the barbarians have learned to estimate the distance traveled by their enemies.

So when their enemies rushed over, the wolf-toothed warriors froze

did not take the lead in attacking, but protected the vital point, and withstood the enemy's running and charging.

After that, it was a neat killing.

The soldiers did not move, and after seeing the opportunity, they directly stabbed out the tactical dagger when the enemy raised his hand, which happened to be the gap between the shoulders of the standard equipment.

Only once, after stabbing the warriors, they kicked over the enemy and began to look for the next target.

They knew that they didn't have to waste time squatting down and cutting their opponent's throat, because just bleeding could make this group of fools from afar lose too much blood and die, just now, it happened to be an artery.

The sound of "poof, puff" was endless, and the lion and tiger princes fell in pieces.

It is true that the lion tiger prince has learned martial arts since he was a child.

But the Wolftooth Tribe learns cultural lessons, anatomy, weapons, all kinds of studies, but everything related to combat, all of them are learned.

Because the physical strength of the warriors has been developed to the limit, it is necessary to improve their combat effectiveness from a deeper realm, and Wang Dafu and Si Teng meet this need.

Wang Dafu understands how to defeat the enemy with one move.

Stenn understands the physiology of people.

So the fighters practice every day, as if they were using a move to pierce the most vulnerable parts of the enemy's physiology.

In less than a few dozen breaths, the lion and tiger princes were all wiped out, and the wind elves who were responsible for covering and suppressing them were all good girls who bless their families diligently, and with a slight bend and a little fumbling with their skillful hands, they took off the standard armor of these lion and tiger guards.

Green's eyes widened in the air, and it was the first time he had observed the battle of the Wolftooth Tribe up close.

These bastards not only kill people, but also pick up other people's clothes!

Compared to the Lion and Tiger Princes, who all died in battle, Prince Lionheart's guards fared slightly better.

Because the sacrifice that was huddled in a group was quite dutiful, and the aura of some power blessings and improved defense was swayed on them.

These guards, as the main battle race to protect the prince, are all composed of some powerful orcs, such as the Biao Warlord, the Bear Man Samurai, the Giant Elephant Samurai, and so on.

The twenty-four steel puppets, although exempted from the evil war song aura of the other party's sacrifice, were intercepted by the main battle race.

The serrated broadsword was wielded constantly, but it rarely made any achievements.

The huge steel puppet, the biggest shortcoming was also revealed at this time.

Because of its large size, the movements are a little clumsy, and the attack route can be predicted in advance by the Beamon warriors.

However, this is all expected, and the biggest role of the Iron Puppet is to rampage in large-scale chaotic battles, and it will be unable to target individual targets.

Now that the strategic significance of the puppet has been reached, Chu Ci also led people to rush to the front of Prince Lionheart and Miller, so the real attackers have become tribal warriors and wind elves.

Prince Lionheart didn't expect that the lion and tiger princes with outstanding martial arts skills would be so vulnerable, a photo, a piece of it, and a few breaths later, all lying in a pool of blood.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and when all the main battle races besieged the Iron Puppet, the Wind Elves had already drawn out the Demon Breaking Arrows and ruthlessly shot at the orc priests.

There are no elemental beasts, no protection from the main battle race, and the priests can't summon elemental shields, which is no different from a living target.

Prince Lionheart was so shocked that he jumped off his horse and protected the priests.

There was a loud clang, and Prince Lionheart, wielding a giant battle shield, blocked most of the arrows, while Miller, who jumped over, helped the priest fend off the arrows.

Unfortunately, Prince Lionheart's left arm and right leg were also hit by an arrow, but fortunately it was only a demon-breaking arrow, and if it was an armor-piercing arrow, his entire arm would be shattered.

The red-eyed Prince Lionheart looked at Elsie and scolded loudly: "Damn wind elves, damn traitors, when I go back, I will definitely kill all the wind elf sluts in the imperial city!"

Just as the Wind Elves were about to unleash a second wave of arrows, a majestic figure descended from the sky and smashed the huge shield in front of Prince Lionheart.

"You talk a lot. Yan Entropy posed: "Hello, my name is Yan Entropy, and I hate aristocrats the most in my life." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Entropy pounced on Prince Lionheart like a cheetah.