Thousands of Pigs roared like a sea of rage, and many Pigs warriors simply tore off the little fabric they were wearing, revealing thick and dense chest hair, and then beat their chests hard, while howling like beasts, their shapes were simply crazy to the extreme!

Corresponding to the desolate horn horn in the camp of Xing Xiaotian, in an instant, the continuous horn sound suddenly stopped, after a moment's pause, the dense war drums rushed into the sky, its momentum is enough to pierce the golden cracked stone, making people's blood boil, a heavily armored kobold warrior strode forward with neat steps, under the leadership of the black hair, these kobold warriors roared unwillingly, while roaring and beating their chests with the handle of the chain flail quite rhythmically.

"Roar! Roar! Roar ......"

+++m In the next moment, the Fox crossbowmen led by Alpha came behind these heavily armored kobold warriors with neat small steps, and the crossbow arrows were raised flatly, and their cold eyes looked coldly at the approaching Pig warriors.

500 meters, 400 meters...... One hundred meters, it's now!

"Shoot!"

"Woo Woo ......"

With Alpha's command, the rain of arrows flew out like a row of cold light, with a bloodthirsty roar, fiercely piercing into the chests of these Pig warriors, and the running Pig warriors fell one by one on the road ahead.

The death came so suddenly, that most of the Pigs warriors were shot to the ground by their crossbow arrows before they could figure out what was going on.

"My eyes, help, help me......"

A Pigg warrior covered his eyes, a feather arrow stuck between his fingers, and a red blood splattered from it, and it only took two screams for the Pig warrior to fall to the ground in a pool of blood.

Not far away, there was an even more unlucky one, who was directly shot through the head by the feathered arrows that were fired. Sharp arrows shot through the door of his head, and then pierced through the back of his head, red blood and white brains gushing out from the wounds cut open by the three-edged arrow clusters, and he didn't even say a word, and fell headlong on the way to the charge.

Under the threat of death, the Pig warriors quickly learned how to protect themselves.

When the second round of arrows of the Fox crossbow archer fell, in addition to the muscles in their heads, most of the Pigs warriors all danced the clubs in their hands, as for how effective it can be, only those elite veterans who have been in battle for a long time know how to fight the rain of arrows. They dragged their comrades, who had already been shot, in front of them, and rushed forward in a rain of arrows against the corpses of their comrades.

Seeing this cold and cruel scene, Xing Xiaotian laughed silently.

There has always been only iron and blood on the battlefield, there has never been mercy and mercy, only the heart is ruthless enough, the hands are black enough, it is possible to survive the cruel war, do you think you are safe with a corpse? Child, you make the war seem too simple!

"Woo~woo! Woo! ”

The sound of one long and two short horns resounded quickly throughout the world. Behind the Fox crossbowmen there was a dense sound of footsteps on the ground, this was the Yellowhorned Antelope spear throwing army.

After a short run, these sword-antelope people showed the three-edged throwing spears in their hands one after another, and a full two thousand throwing spears roared out. It's like the scythe of the god of death sweeping across the battlefield, and no one can resist this penetrating power with **, not even the iron-blooded level of the captain, and even more so the Pig warrior who lacks armor protection.

Before a Pyg warrior could recover from his death, a spear was thrown into his chest. Nailed these two people to the hillside, he held the gun in disbelief and looked at Xing Xiaotian's phalanx with wide eyes. There was only a little silver light in his eyes, and the sharp spear head grew bigger and bigger in his eyes......

"Poof—"

The sharp spear head came out of the brain, and the pink brain pulp was scattered on the ground like overturned bean curd.

"Run~~~"

"Retreat, his mother's retreat!"

"They're devils, ah~~"

“…………”

The Pig warriors, who had just been imposing, were now like frightened children, crying and running like a mountain, even if they fought hard with the Storm Bear Legion, they did not want to be slaughtered unilaterally like this.

That's right, it's a massacre!

None of the thousands of Pig warriors can rush into the heavy-armored kobold phalanx, and they can't even get close to the side for ten meters, the distance of one hundred and ten meters is a veritable death zone, the heads of these guys are notoriously stupid, if they grit their teeth and can't rush into the heavy-armored kobold phalanx, of course~~ Then the consequence of doing it is still a death, but how can it be stronger than such a tiger?

The Pyg warriors receded like a tidal wave, leaving behind countless dead and wounded comrades, and there was only deep silence except for the continuous wails.

The victory came so quickly, so easily that it was almost impossible to believe that it was true, and the heavily armored kobold and the ironclad bear won without even moving a hand?

The black-haired chief looked at Alpha and Yellow Horn with very resentful eyes, these two guys are too uninteresting, and they don't say anything about leaving me soup when they eat dried food!

"Clean up the battlefield, and arrest all the living Pigs!" In the end, it was Xing Xiaotian who set the basic pace with one sentence.

This kind of physical work does not need to be done by others, Torres's ironclad bears alone are enough to serve, these tall and strong ironclad bears "sonorous ~ sonorous ~ sonorous ~" into the battlefield, as long as they meet a living Pigg warrior will grab it with a big hand, or carry the mane on the back of the neck, or drag an arm like a dead dog to escort these surviving Pigg warriors back to the army.

According to statistics, more than 4,200 enemies were killed and 1,300 were captured, and it is unknown whether most of the prisoners were wounded or whether they could survive it.

Victory came easily, but Xing Xiaotian's heart was full of deep incomprehension, even if there were more of them, it wouldn't make Stowell ask for help from him, right?

Is there anything else you don't know?

Just when Xing Xiaotian was in doubt, there was a sudden sound of a continuous horn and an earth-shattering shout of killing in the distance.

What to do? Do you want to check it out?

After repeated mental tug-of-war, Xing Xiaotian finally decided to stay where he was, because he believed that Stowell's Violent Bear Legion could handle it, and at the same time, there was an unknown plan, the greater the loss of the Violent Bear Legion, the more dependent it would be on Blackstone City, and it was better to lose both.

It's just that you still have to pay attention to your own safety!

"Abigail!"

Without Xing Xiaotian saying a second sentence at all, Abigail comprehended and took his hundreds of subordinates out and scattered on the battlefield in the distance.

It didn't take long for Abigail to walk back with two blood-stained knives, and when he was still some distance away, he shouted, "My lord, the ogre army has been killed, can we help?" ”

"What do you mean? Be careful! ”

"The Ogre Army and the Pyg are now flanking the Ursus Legion, can we help?"

Ogre?

I can't imagine that there are such creatures in the gravel wasteland, no wonder Stowell can't resist asking for help himself, so it basically makes sense!

"Help!"

Abigail's face had just shown a murderous look, and Xing Xiaotian unhurriedly followed out again: "Help them take care of the flanks!" ”

Abigail asked puzzledly: "My lord, I don't think the Violent Bear Legion may be able to hold up, we really don't help?" ”

"Smack!"

Xing Xiaotian slapped Abigail directly on the back of the head, and then counted in a tone of lesson: "It's okay to help a fart?" Stowell asked us to help him defend the flanks, let's just help him defend the flanks, we have to be honest, you know? ”

Does this have anything to do with integrity? Abigail didn't know, but he knew that he couldn't go against Xing Xiaotian's decision, so he could only stand aside obediently.

Abigail stopped talking, but Xing Xiaotian didn't intend to let him go like that, but beckoned to him and asked in a low voice, "What does the ogre look like?" Tell me about the quantity, height, and equipment. ”

This is called not fighting an unprepared battle, in the face of Xing Xiaotian's inquiry, Abigail naturally had to say everything, but he just opened his mouth to show a surprised expression, and then pointed behind Xing Xiaotian and said, "That's what it looks like!" (To be continued......)