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"Song of the Forbidden Sky" caused the loss of airflow and caused an air crash, and fell to the ground in vain and said that there were two or three hundred people.

"Song of the Forbidden Sky" is indeed the best way to deal with the Air Force, but it is a pity that this "Song of the Forbidden Sky" is not a sacrificial war song but a racial ability after all, and the cooldown time is too long.

The Bull Eagle people who escaped in the air disappeared into the darkness again, and the valley was a mess of corpses, in addition to being shot, because the "Song of the Forbidden Sky" fell from the air Bull Eagle people were a little lucky, and there were a lot of corpses on their backs below to slow down the impact of the fall, and many Bull Eagle people fell down, but they didn't breathe on the spot, and the sound of broken bones, moans and wails was in the ears.

Liu Zhenzhen held the Guli fire gun in his hand, shook off the bronze gun sword folded on the muzzle of the fire gun, strode forward, and made up a sword next to the Niu Ying people on the ground, whether they were dead or alive, and the sword stabbed into the wound and stirred it left and right, in order to verify whether there was a deflated three who pretended to be dead, a few Niu Ying people saw this black-hearted guy walking towards him, and he could barely get up and quickly stood up with his teeth gritted, and he wanted to resist with a limp and threw the gun, but was smashed to the ground by Liu Zhen with the butt of a gun, The sword then picked up the blood beads again, and his gestures and movements were skillful and sophisticated, and he knew at a glance that he often did this,

The Minotaur and the Typhon Giant were a little stunned, although they also had their own ways of dealing with the captives, but for some reason, this time they couldn't help but feel that this lord was a little cold-blooded and brutal.

"You're so cruel!" The little nun Joan of Arc flew over and stopped Liu Zhan very dissatisfied, shouting: "After all, these people still have a lot of life!" Killing captives who have no ability to resist is only done by the devil! ”

"You're trying to save them, are you? Bandage them? And then send them back? Lao Liu frowned and looked at the little nun, this chick began to vomit soon after the battle, until now there is still a trace of yellow bile on the corner of her mouth, and now she is doing this idleness.

Joan of Arc nodded in affirmation.

"Decided not to do it so soon." Liu Zhenzhen pointed to the back of the little nun.

The little nun looked back, not far away there was a bull eagle man with a vicious face, his wings had broken in a strange and distorted direction, his face was covered with blood, and he held a throwing gun tightly in his hand, and after a stumble, a big throwing arm, the throwing gun tore the air from the air, and rushed fiercely towards the little nun's thin body, Joan of Arc's face was a little white and scary in an instant, and his body was stiff like an ice cube.

Of course, the throwing gun couldn't hurt her.

"Kindness and goodness are two different things." Lao Liu only had one hand, and the Guli Fire Gun with the sword was inserted into the chest of the Bull Eagle Man, nailing the brave man to the ground. So he freed up one hand, pinched the two charming dimples of the little nun Tiantian, and while sneering in a row, he didn't forget to smash the flying throwing gun with his Mithril fist.

The corpses of these bull eagle men were not ruined, and all of them were thrown into the defense line of the minotaur to be used as a fortification, and O'Neill the hippo brought a group of poets to pluck the feathers there, and they said that the eagle feathers could make some very good brooms, and the lord praised them for their thrifty housekeeping.

The gust of wind battle just now, under the intention of calculation or unintentional. The damage inflicted by the Moorish army was extremely limited, only a few Typhon actually had a few spears in the shoulder, and the flame skin of the Typhon giants was not stone or comparable to steel, and such damage was nothing to them, but it could also cause blood loss. Without the monks, this situation will gradually sharpen the strength of the giants, but now there are a few monks with good skills, so this victory is still very satisfying.

In fact, at the beginning of the war. Liu Zhenzhen had already persuaded these Typhon giants to put on armor, and with their craftsmanship, it should not be difficult to make a large armor for themselves, Liu Zhenzhen overestimated his persuasion ability, and also underestimated the national pride of these giants.

The Moorish army began to assemble again in the distance, and it seemed that another attack would soon be repeated.

"Boss... Did you let the Boer brothers move a position in exchange for our mammoth cavalry to attack? Corina leaned over and cautiously asked his boss. The cavalry captain was really unhappy with the confrontation just now, as a glorious Fei Leng Cui cavalry, he has always been a big singer. Today, it has become a stone-smashing coolie, which really makes the Spurs Knights a little aggrieved. The terrain here is still very suitable for cavalry charges, and if the Emerald rides across, the gray dwarves will either be trampled flat or forced into the River Gibraltar to feed the fish and shrimp.

"What are you anxious about. This is the first wave of tentative attacks just now, and the guys who are hiding in the river are also calming down one by one, why can't you hold your breath? Liu Zhenzhen smiled: "The Moorish Blood Elves haven't played yet, you attack so quickly, won't you scare them away?" ”

"I'm ready to negotiate with the other side, not to scare them away." With a wave of his hand, Liu Zhenzhen used Bimon with a thick Hunan accent to imitate Emperor Taizu's supreme instructions before the negotiations in Chongqing: "The more the nuns howl, the more they will abuse the nest to negotiate." ”

"We have the existence of magicians, and the Typhon Giant can use the "Flame Meteorite", which can also be regarded as half a powerful magician, and the commander of the other party should have a good idea of what he should do next. Daisy said with a smile.

"I'd love to see what they're capable of." Liu Zhenzhen said arrogantly and arrogantly: "At present, these opponents are not much more difficult to deal with than before!" ”

There was a bit of a rhetoric in saying this, and several of the Typhon giants frowned before they could speak.

The camp of the Moorish army resounded with the distant and desolate sound of bone horns, and after waiting for a long time, a large number of bull eagle people appeared again, but this time they did not attack, but rushed into the vast sky, flying higher and higher, until they were no longer seen, and the number of these bull eagle people was at least two thousand. Such a large number of bull eagle people flew into the sky, and it was magnificent.

In the eagle-eye sleevescope, Liu Zhenzhen could only barely see that the bull eagle people seemed to be carrying something on their backs, and he didn't know what these guys were thinking.

Lao Liu tilted his head and looked at the dark sky above his head, and then looked at Daisi, who was also puzzled beside him, with an inquiring expression.

Daisy frowned and fell into deep thought.

The answer soon came, and a group of thirty or fifty bullhawks swooped down from the sky, and these bullhawks let out a piercing scream as they dived, causing the valley to be heavily guarded. But after the Bullhawks had swooped down to four or five hundred yards, they dropped one of their spears and immediately raised them, and flipped their long wings sideways in the air, and flew towards their own line of defense on the south coast of Gibraltar.

Even the panda warriors were not completely sure that they would be able to use their spears to shoot hundreds of shots at a distance of two hundred yards, let alone the Bullhawk people who were four or five hundred yards in the air, these spears were fired at a hundred shots, let alone the Bull Hawk people who were four or five hundred yards in the air, of course, these spears did not cause any trouble to the Beamons in the valley.

Wave after wave of Bullhawks came to harass every few minutes, and each time there were dozens of people, throwing off their guns and leaving, and from time to time a group of gray dwarves rushed into the valley. The dwarves were not invisible, they swaggered in, they couldn't go far and then turned around and left, and then after a while they rushed in again, annoying everyone.

This harassment tactic. Soon the Bimon warriors in the valley became more and more irritable, and the takin warriors pointed to the bull eagle in the sky and the gray dwarf on the ground one by one and scolded angrily, these honest minotaurs are really not very rich in scolding words, and there is nothing new in turning them over, and the macaw shows its might at this time. As soon as it opened its mouth, all the minotaurs were stupid, and the honest minotaurs couldn't figure out how a parrot could swear to such an extent.

Although the macaw curse was invincible, it could not stop these guys who came to harass them, although they were sniped by Nedved's flea tendon strong bow with a range of up to two thousand yards, these gray dwarves and bullhawks still tirelessly used small units to harass them. Lao Liu quickly sensed the annoyance of this kind of tired soldiers, except for the heavily armored Fei Leng Cui militiamen, who were divided into shifts. Outside of the enemy with the invisible soul rangers, the rest of the people, including all the takin warriors, all broke the chains. Withdraw to the giant's hut to rest, eat, drink, rub mahjong, and cultivate the spirit.

What the opponent should want is this effect, and Liu Zhenzhen is throwing himself into his arms.

This seemingly lax move really provoked another attack by the Moorish army, and the Typhon giant, who had been prepared for a long time, completely ignored the spear in the air, ran out of the hut, and smashed the gap in the valley with the "flame meteorite" in his hand, and together with several magicians and the two scepter sacrificed monsters, most of the magic power in the valley was fire magic, which caused huge damage to the gray dwarves who came over.

The only thing that shocked Liu was that this time there was actually a mage escort in the Moore camp, and several magic blood bullets that rushed into the sky showed that there were already blood elf mages joining, although the number may be smaller.

These enemies are very shrewd, and they retreat as soon as they stick to each other, so that Liu Zhenzhen's original idea of summoning ambushes in the water to attack at both ends has just been launched, and it is a pity that it is very regrettable.

After the sea of fire at the gap gradually subsided, at the gap in the valley, there were several blood elves through the smoke and dust that drifted away, and their vicious eyes glared at everyone in the valley, Lao Liu finally saw the Moore elf who he had been figuring out for a long time, with an elegant body and a handsome appearance Elf wearing a black and red cloak, with a different number of golden-red light bullets rotating around his neck, looking very godly.

The offensive once again fell into a stalemate stage, as just now, Moore's army began a painless air-ground coordinated harassment war and fatigue war, such a boring harassment, which lasted for a whole day, during this period, the Moore army did not launch any more decent attacks, the other party used such a hand to calm the brake, but completely messed up Lao Liu, what kind of medicine did the other party sell?

Liu Zhenzhen couldn't understand a little, the army of less than 500 people on his side, and now that the Iron Lock Hengjiang Bull Head Formation has been removed, even if he has good magic power, it shouldn't make these guys who don't hurt their muscles and bones feel scared, right? Whether you fight or not, whether you go or not, what kind of ghost is it?

Although the lord himself is not an expert in military affairs, he likes to carry forward the spirit of military democracy, so he throws this difficult problem to everyone to analyze.

The indigenous faction agreed that the armies of these Moorish Blood Elves were a little different this time, and that the other side had such an unprecedented number of men and horses. I have even seen the figure of the blood elf mage stepping into the battlefield, which has never been done in previous battles, because I don't know how many years ago, there was no example of a fallen elf approaching the Valley of Fire to personally fight in battle-------- which one is easy to mess with, the soul ranger, the takin warrior or the hellfire? In particular, the Typhon Giant, known as the "Hellfire", is not only fierce in physical attack, but also a monotonous but powerful fire magician, even if he sends the elven magicians in the royal family to fight against demons, he wants to completely annihilate these fierce Typhon giants. There will inevitably be a large number of casualties------- Typhon giants with Titan bloodlines, even super-level demonic beasts such as dragons, will definitely not dare to underestimate them.

The immediate conflict of interest between the Valley of Flames and the Fallen Elves is not very serious, in the final analysis, the oil and water in the Valley of Flames is actually not very large, although the amount of those grains is also amazing, but it is really not cost-effective to use a large number of fallen warriors to fill this gap, and the "Flame Meteorite" of the Typhon Giant can only be said to be a racial ability rather than elemental magic. The blood elves' demon sucking demons can't be used on them, and the fallen elves who can settle accounts with such an opponent will feel that there is no need for this----- in fact, these fallen elves have not really shown their intention to die for many years, and the minotaurs and giants are not militants. They will not invade, nor will they invade the two Fallen Elves of the Black Domain Continent of the Second Layer Underground World, for this kind of completely harmless and powerful opponent, the Fallen Elves maintain a certain degree of restraint, this decision is definitely very wise. The same must be true of any other kind of black-hearted robber.

The hostility shown by the Blood Elves today is completely different from the past, what exactly are their plots? Why would you play with your life with such blood? The indigenous faction is mostly muscular, and no one can say that they are ugly, but even if each indigenous is sluggish, they can feel how grim the situation is this time-------- the army of the fallen elves has an unwritten tradition, once there is a royal elf shirtless battle, it has always been a battle to the death, although the magic sensitivity of the elves far exceeds that of other intelligent races, but the real ability to become a full-time mage is just a drop in the bucket. Any social structure is composed of ordinary people, and even elves are no exception, for blood elves. With a magician in battle, it is definitely a battle that must be won.

This is not a good omen, and the hearts of the minotaurs and giants are a little heavy all of a sudden.

For the two fallen elves who had not fought a life-and-death duel with the Minotaur and the Typhon giants before, Liu Zhenzhen came to a hypothetical speculation after synthesizing the indigenous theories-------- in addition to the fact that these two races have a large number of bloody and brave warriors, which makes the two fallen elves feel very jealous, the two fallen elves may not want to exterminate the cavemen of the Raging Flame Continent, after all, the two fallen elves are non-productive races, and they need farmers who provide them with a source of livelihood. Cavemen are the best laborers, all the grain of these farmers is snatched up, that is the standard killing of chickens and eggs, there are many places where the fallen elves need cheap labor, these cavemen are cowardly to the extreme, to say that the ugly point is just a group of staker livestock, want to eat and kill if you want to, with the smart head of the elf family, you should not consider the simple and simple truth of "fishing with all your might------- history has already proved an unbreakable truth, Wanting to exterminate a race is actually a very simple thing, take Bimeng as an example, the racial cleansing in several world wars in the past 10,000 years has caused the Bimeng family, which once dominated the entire Aegean continent, to exterminate countless sub-races, and among these races, any of them are tougher than cavemen.

If the cavemen are eradicated in a moment's time, what will the two fallen elves eat and drink in the future? Can't you still farm your own land?

Liu Zhenzhen's assumption is not unfounded, this judgment can be seen from the number of existing cavemen in the Black Domain Continent, in the second layer of the underground world occupied by the two fallen elves, the number of cavemen still has 20 million people so far, if the two fallen elves want to exterminate the cavemen, 10,000 years, enough for the two fallen elves to slaughter these cavemen. Where will there be 20 million cavemen left in the Black Continent.

Now that they have changed this approach, they are ready to smash the minotaur and the Typhon giant, and destroy the troglodyte protector and the grain patrol officer of the Flame Continent, there are only two possibilities that can be deduced, the first possibility: they will no longer have cavemen, and they will no longer need to raise cows to drink milk, so they are ready to sharpen their knives now; The second possibility: their militaristic ideology began to flourish and could no longer tolerate their army being kept out by the enemy.

Most people have reservations about the lord's first speculation. The arrogance of the fallen elves is known to all, and if there is no offering from the cavemen, what will they eat? The Fallen Elves and the tribes under their command, whether they are river immortals or gray dwarves, have not opened their dealings with the land since tens of thousands of years ago.

In fact, the alien races in the underworld are all troglodytes, and this is not only the two fallen elves and their subordinates. The same goes for the burr takin, and so far no other race has ---------- the knowledge of underground farming is not as simple as a meal, especially in the dark regions where photosynthesis is weak. It's been 10,000 years, and everyone is used to cavemen providing things, if they don't have them, what will other people eat?

As for the lord's second speculation, there is a bit of a possibility. Maybe the king of the blood elves has changed to an iron-blooded type, and he can't tolerate the slightest defeat of his army, so he will die when he comes up, but there are also some unexplained doubts, in the eyes of the fallen elves, the lives of the vassal earth gray dwarves and bull eagle people, for whom they have never cared so much.

The discussion was enthusiastic, but as a result, the research was naturally not famous.

After another half of a day of waiting, the third wave of attacks on the Blood Elf Land finally began. It is also a chance for the staff officers who have been talking on paper for a long time to reveal the mystery.

After rushing out of the hut, all the Beamon warriors and Typhon giants were surprised to find that on the cliffs of the Ring Mountain in the distance, there was actually a row of Blood Elf mages. There were twenty of them!

Twenty blood elf mages with golden-red light bullets circling around their necks, this is not a force to talk about!

A large number of gray dwarf warriors dressed in high-quality steel armor and wielding war hammers also rushed into the gap in the valley, and the ghost knows if there are any gray dwarves who are invisible. The most surprising thing to everyone was not those gray dwarves, but the hundreds of blood elf warriors with sharp swords who rushed to the forefront, these blood elf warriors ran quickly, [jumping agile], and what amazed Jin was that the other hand of these blood elf warriors also condensed one red magic halo after another, and the trickling magic light was divided into several bifurcations, and shot flat on the sharp long swords in their hands, and in the running, bursts of loud and melodious arias also started from their mouths at the same time, The sonorous aria drowned out even the heavy footsteps of the gray dwarves, and after the end of this aria that sings not sings, sings not sings, their sharp swords with delicate and elegant calyxes in their hands, under the traction of their other hand with a blood-red magical aura, as if controlled by red magical beams, glide through the air beside them, up and down, like a mischievous hummingbird collecting nectar around flowers.

"Holy! Edgeworthiness! Liu Zhenzhen stuck out his tongue, he thought about a manuscript martial arts he had read before.

"This is the Blood Elf Sword Song! An elite warrior of the Blood Elves! Xiao Cui's lost voice shouted and corrected Lao Liu's slip of the tongue.

The Moore army was like a whirlwind of clouds, at this time, only the eighty undead bull-headed warriors controlled by the group of soul rangers were blocking the front line, and the others were still in place, everyone was looking at Liu Zhenzhen,

Liu Zhenzhen suddenly felt a cold on his face, and reached out to wipe it, it was actually raindrops, this raindrop is not small, half of Liu Zhenzhen's palm was wet.

Liu Zhenzhen calmly looked around the sky, and there was no crazy swooping figure of the Bull Eagle Man in the air, this line of killers flying in the air. Now he was standing on the back of the surrounding mountains, and before he took off, only the increasingly dense rain lines in the sky were rapidly expanding in his vision.

The pouring rain fell from the sky and came suddenly.

"What the are you doing? We haven't let me all into the house yet! Liu Zhenzhen pointed at the completely stupid Difeng giants, and shouted wildly in an almost throat-ripping voice.

The Typhon Giants could never fight in such a large rain, and for water, the Typhon Giants had an innate fear that too much rain would cause them serious damage.

The Typhon giants were just too big. There were a lot of takin warriors standing at the door of the hut, and they were hit by their huge bodies, and the takin warriors were all in a mess, and the enemy was present, and the anxious Duncan was roaring: "Hold it down~Steady~"

"Where did it rain? Where does it rain so much? How can there be rain in the underworld? Master Ortega, the fire magician, was dumbfounded, and looked at the sky vigorously and shouted, "My day! I'm a fire mage! It's going to cut my magic! ”

Ortega's question is probably not answered by anyone, because at this time, most of the earth's brains have been turned into a mess by why it rains underground, and the raccoon's pet of Lemaire is the nine-tailed fire fox. It was also fire magic, and the large, almost blind-eyed rainstorm made Pierre Sacrifice roll his eyes violently.

Liu Zhenzhen didn't believe that the rain was natural at all, but he couldn't figure out why the Moorish elves of bloodline magic were able to make a rainstorm and "coincidentally" attack first in vain when the powerful force of the Typhon Giant had to retreat.

There is no room for this thoughtful Lord to waste his brains any longer. The first wave of magic of the blood elf mage and the rushing Moorish army had already been killed, and the Bullhawk people finally shook off their wings and swooped down from the cliff, this time, their feathers were all wet, so they flew very low. And it's heavy.

The golden crow on the small sun underground was startled by the rainstorm that he had never seen before, and the sound of the hard objects of the musk men slingshot men breaking through the air sounded instantly, wrapped in strings of water droplets, splashing on these bull eagle people, and the volley of the musk men slingshot was just like this torrential rain.

Looking at the valley with a murderous sound, there is a dense Moorish army in the dense rain curtain! The takin warriors were in a mess, looking at each other, and they were stupid by the torrential rain, because they had never seen what "rain" was.

A triumphant smile had flashed across the faces of all the Blood Elf Sword Songs. The opponent has been completely flustered, and an important force has been forced away, and the blood elves at this time have every reason to smile! Unorganized battles have already decided success or defeat and victory or defeat! The Blood Elves have completely mastered all the situation!

But if they knew what they were facing, they were going to face the enemy. There is a rogue army that is the best at bayonets and counter-charge in the surface world of the entire Aegean continent, and I don't know if I can smile so brightly.

"Mingdi." Liu Zhenzhen calmly wiped his face, pulled out a vajra long knife from Fei Luo's shoulder with his backhand, and nodded to Nedved beside him.

Beside him, a small sagittal charge formation had been fully formed, and the magicians and priests behind the hall were also tightly surrounded by the two followers of the Scepter Sacrifice and the twenty hippo poets.

The Howes Clan's Divine Arrow Zheqin single-fingered the flea tendon strong bow on the side of his crotch, and in an instant, five ice eagle arrows with a terrible scream shook off countless water curtains, heading straight for the chests of several blood elf mages on the top in the distance.

Hearing the call of the Ming Di, a huge column of water soared into the sky erupted from the Gibraltar River, and a strong man like a god waved a long-handled giant anchor in his hand, and suddenly burst out of the water.