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Armor of dark red and black iron, the Giant Shield Soldiers quickly pushed forward after fending off the beast's first attack, forcing the rabble of beasts and unarmed slaves back.

The heavily armored soldier armed with a great axe took the opportunity to launch a ferocious counterattack when the shield soldier opened the gap sideways. The beasts were blocked by the brute force in front of the shield wall, and they could not advance, so they fell into a stalemate.

And this impasse is beneficial to the Noxians.

An adult tiger took a few steps back, and jumped high with the power of the run, trying to jump over the giant tower shield and pounce on the head of the soldier behind it, but the shield array quickly changed, and the soldier who was about to be pounced pulled down the giant shield, so that the shield was protected like a turtle shell, and the tiger crossed the shield defense, but fell into the encirclement, and the giant axe hand swung a huge weapon to meet it, and the falling body exposed the weakest part of the body.

Even the copper-skinned and iron-boned adult tiger has a belly as soft as a big cat, with a giant axe slashing into its belly and a shieldman's short spear piercing its body. The beast let out a painful howl and hovered over the stump-strewn forest ruins.

The pain was like a rapidly rising tide, quickly engulfing the body and mind of Udir the Beast Spirit Walker, and when he was with these beasts, their pain was also its pain.

The Noxian, who had the lead in the ranks, was not a burly warrior, on the contrary, he was thin, shriveled, and an old man, with skin like the dry bark of a tree without a trace of moisture. He has an inky single lens in his left eye, and his body is encased in a long black robe.

But it seems like he's the one in charge here.

"Go back, you brutes. This is not the place for you to be. ”

He raised one hand, and his bandaged hand held a small short gun, this weapon used gunpowder to kill the enemy, but the range was short, and the power was insufficient, the famous "plague of the sea" - the great pirate Planck held a short musket in one hand, and used a scimitar in the other hand to make up for the lack of power of the short gun.

The gunfire rose and choked with sulphur-smelling soot, and the gun struck the boar's body, and although the projectile did not penetrate its thick skin, the gunpowder burned the fur black.

The boar snorted heavily, and with a pair of fangs forward, it rushed towards the shield array, and the other beasts followed, and the herd turned into a violent torrent again.

But this will not work, and a way must be found to break through - the Noxians use the ancient battle formations.

Although Udir didn't know the famous name of the ancient history of Noxus, he could still see that these soldiers were trained, and whenever the beasts broke in, they would adjust their formation, and they would digest the strong impact of the outside world through the change of the formation itself, both offensive and defensive.

Unless, there is a powerful force that forcibly breaks through their defenses.

Just like a perfect circle, all the points are under the force exerted, and in order to break it, one point must be broken, and the function of the whole system will collapse.

A herd relying on brute force alone can't do this, and this task must be done by him himself.

He began to communicate with an adult tiger whose muscles were toned, powerful, and had no injuries to affect his movements, plus a full belly -

Although the power that Udir will use next is the power of the four gods given by the beast spirit, not the power of the flesh, but after all, he must not keep his stomach growling, and he will have fun fighting.

The negotiation went smoothly, and although the voice of the beast spirit was a sacred place, it still had to cater to the temperament of the other party and persuade them to be the way of the beast spirit walker.

The souls merged, the senses connected, it could be said that now the sturdy tiger was Udir himself, and when the powerful aura of the beast spirit surged between its bones and muscles, and when the instinctive judgment of the beast was combined with the thinking of humans, Udir was determined to take a little risk.

Although there is something magical about the Noxian battle formation, how can there be such a fully clothed soldier in this small overseer field? And there are not many of them, if they really encounter a regular army, then they will only have the strength to retreat for self-preservation.

They're there to protect something.

And he believed that what they wanted to protect was the one who was different, and if he was attacked, the army would collapse without a fight.

He let out a low roar, his voice signaling to the herd that he needed a chance, and that they were all going to create for it.

Udil's tactics were simple and brutal.

A wild boar twisted its body in front of Noxus's shield, and Udil used the tiger's body to gallop on all fours, its streamlined body strong and toned, its fur and muscles seemed to be constantly flowing.

Jumping low to gain more height in the next jump, he uses the boar's back as a springboard to leap high.

The axemen in the back quickly retreated, their huge weapons on either side, ready to strike a fatal blow from both wings once he landed. Udil's plan is reckless but not insane.

The tomahawk slashed at the ribs, but it made a low, dull thud, as if it were slashing at some kind of hard carapace.

Wisps of green light spilled out from the surface of his body, quickly cementing into an energetic carapace, as if a layer of hard tortoiseshell was covering the surface of the muscles. The tiger attached to the soul of the beast spirit of Udir roared, letting out the roar of the king of beasts.

The massive whiptail swept through it, and it swooped down on a shield soldier, biting off his neck from behind.

The battle array was cut in from one point, and the torrent of beasts rushed towards the gap.

The Noxians had no choice but to change their formation, and the shield infantry protected the huge sword and axe hands behind them, forming one fan or circle after another, as if they were isolated islands in the sea.

It is very difficult for animals to make such tactics, which is why hunters always round them up effectively, and this tiger that exudes a strong sense of power not only has a mind, but also has some kind of strange power.

FusionAs the warm-up of the exercise became more and more handy, Udil could use the tiger's body more skillfully to exert the power of the four gods—the power and blessing given to him by the four beast gods of the tiger, tortoise, bear, and phoenix.

The old man's gloomy gaze shot out from the deep shadows of the arch of his eyebrows, and he licked his dry lips greedily, thinking in his heart that after killing this beast, he must dissect it to see what kind of structure it was.

In the midst of the chaos, the old man quickly retreated, guarded by several armor soldiers, others unarmoured, who looked like his apprentices or assistants, wearing the same robes and mysteriously decorated.

Udir found the right time to pounce, and a shield guard raised his shield to resist, and the power of the beast spirit suddenly circulated in his body, so he had ten thousand jun power on his claws, like a bear with amazing strength, directly overwhelmed the shield, and trampled the soldier half to death.

He pounced, a low, deep roar coming out of his throat, his sharp teeth baring out fiercely, and biting down on the old man's throat.

"Dr. Hart! Watch out for your back! ”

The soldiers shouted and surrounded him, trying to protect the big man, but it was too late, and the retreating old man turned around, but only had time to raise a hand in front of him to resist, and the effect of this defense was not as great as the effect of psychological comfort.

The premise is to ignore the smile on the old man's face.

The sharp tiger teeth were blocked, as if biting steel, and Dr. Hart grabbed one of his fangs, and his thin bandaged hand slammed into his body.

The short gun was already in his hand at some point, and the index finger under the bandage pulled the trigger.

Udil only felt a pain in his forehead, blood flowing down his cheek from the wound caused by the projectile, it was the smell of blood, and the animal instinct gradually spread to his whole body.

The old man, known as Dr. Hart, unfastened the bandage on his arm, revealing a smooth steel hue under the white bandage cloth, consistent with Udir's feelings.

The imprints created by the sharp teeth remained on the robotic arm, and a piece of the shell slowly lifted, and black steam emerged directly from the gap.

Just like the logging machinery he had seen before.