The barbarian class is indeed very strong, and the first-level barbarian militia has a strong characteristic, and after becoming a barbarian warrior, he will also obtain a berserker skill, and the barbarian at this time is qualified to be called a berserker.

Suren now has only one Barbarian Champion in his ranks, and the Barbarian Champion has a Tenacity and Whirling Slash in addition to the strong, mad trait. Only when you reach the level of a barbarian warrior can you qualify as a killing machine, of course, this is for low-level monsters.

Strong (Elementary): You are born with a strong body, and the power of the bloodline gives you a strong physique, your strength is permanently increased by 2 points, and your Constitution is permanently increased by 2 points.

Frenzy: During a long battle, you awaken the power in your bloodline, and in a state of anger or extreme excitement, you can enter a berserk state, a berserk state, a 70% reduction in pain, a 20% increase in strength, a 10% increase in movement speed, and a 50% decrease in sanity.

Tenacity: In long-term training and fighting, your body has gradually departed from the range of ordinary people, you gain more powerful vitality, and the damage of ordinary injuries to you is reduced, permanently increasing your health by 10 points, increasing your physical strength by 10 points, and increasing your physical recovery speed by 20%.

Whirling Slash: Rotate more than 180 degrees with itself as the axis, swing the weapon quickly, and attach a weak sword aura to the weapon, dealing huge damage to nearby enemies.

Because there were no archers in the army, the barbarians couldn't play the skill of bows and arrows, so Su Lun equipped these people with a handaxe as a long-range attack weapon, and sure enough, these barbarians had a special preference for axes, and the distance of thirty paces was simply a hundred shots.

"Stop!" Suren said, pulling the reins. The moving convoy quickly stopped.

"Johnson!"

"I'm here, head. ”

"Bring your people and get those tails off as fast as you can!"

"Understood. Johnson touched his shiny bald head, grinned and showed a row of white Sensen's teeth, then turned his head and shouted with a suspicious face: "Brothers, come to life!"

"Copy the guy!" the other barbarians agreed.

Led by Johnson, thirty-five barbarians picked up axes and rushed towards the back of the convoy, these barbarians were scattered in formation, even the recruits of Carthusian City who had been trained for three months charged neatly than them, but if they were to be underestimated, they would suffer a great loss.

"Thirty steps ahead, hand axe ready!"

"Throw freely!" The barbarians were tall and long, and before the kobolds and gnolls could react, they had already rushed to a distance of thirty paces, and it was a little too late for them to make a move.

I saw a leader-like gnolls hurriedly directing the monsters to charge, and they didn't think that just thirty or so humans would be their opponents. The huge advantage in numbers made them swell.

More than thirty hand axes flew into the crowd of monsters, and the first of them was a tall jackal, and the hand axe hit its head, and the huge force almost cut its head in half. Most of the blades of the hand axe were submerged in the head of the gnoll, and even an ogre could not resist such a serious injury, let alone a gnoll.

Because of the close distance, the jackals, goblins and kobolds stood relatively densely, so there was no time to dodge, and the monsters in front of them were hit one after another, and the lucky ones were only cut off by the flying axe, lying on the ground and wailing, and the unlucky ones were directly opened, and they didn't even have the opportunity to scream and return directly to the underworld.

Two consecutive rounds of throwing axe attacks directly blinded this group of monsters, at least a third of the monsters died on the spot, and many more were injured, and after two rounds of throwing, the barbarians also rushed into the group of monsters. Armed with new equipment, the barbarians face these beggar-like wild monsters, vividly demonstrating their combat power.

In the face of the sticks and claws of these monsters, the barbarians did not dodge at all, and directly crashed into those gnolls and goblins.

The powerful force directly knocked the jackal goblins on the periphery out, and some of the weak chests had collapsed, and blood came out of their mouths without money, and they were already out of breath before they landed.

After crashing into the enemy, the barbarian's charge did not stop, and the sharp axe was a chop, and the sharp blade slashed at the flesh like a piece of cloth, and the sticks and claws did not have the slightest effect. Gnolls, goblins, and kobolds fell in rows like mowing grass, splatters of flesh quickly staining the ground red.

In particular, the big bald head at the head picked up a battle axe the size of a millstone, and drove the 'big windmill' into the crowd, and wherever he passed, whether it was a jackal, a goblin, or a kobold, he was disemboweled, leaving behind him a bloody path paved with stumps and broken arms.

The heavy casualties instantly frightened this group of wilderness bandits, and the surviving robbers behind them fled in all directions at the fastest speed in their lives, for fear that they would be cut down by this group of barbarians if they ran slowly. The whole battle lasted only a few minutes from start to finish.

The barbarians had pursued for some distance before they began to return, carrying leather armor and axes that slowed them down considerably, and they could not keep up with the wild bandits who were like frightened birds.

Then the barbarians began to clean up the battlefield, and the hand axes that Su Lun equipped them with were not disposable, and the hand axes made of fine iron also cost a jinnar, and Su Lun was not ready to throw away dozens of kinnars directly in an encounter.

The Wilderness Bandits are as poor as ever, with basically no loot, so to speak, completely thankless.

As soon as the battle ended, Su Lun received a prompt from the system:

A brilliant victory!

Your army has just won a war in which you have obtained the item: Iron Bar*1.

Battle Damage: 0, Enemy Killed: 87.

Experience gained: 576, 300 experience bonus.

The other attributes have not changed, only the morale of the army has risen directly from eighty-five to one hundred.

When the battlefield was cleaned up, Johnson came to report the results.

"Has anyone been hurt?"

"Head, the equipment is fantastic, only two people have accidentally suffered some skin injuries, but it's not a big deal, we're used to it. Johnson said excitedly, patting the leather armor on his body.

"Have you picked up all the axes?"

"They've all been picked up. ”

Johnson and these barbarians are very careful with their weapons, you must know that these metal weapons are not they can dream of, in the past their tribe is similar to the bandits they have just defeated, the best weapon is a rusty axe, now they have these weapons as family heirlooms.