Most of the barbarians here have been enslaved by werewolves, and in their bones, they have a subconscious fear of werewolves.

Surrounded by more than 10,000 barbarians, the wolf king was not afraid at all, and still pressed towards the direction of Wang Fool step by step, full of the spirit of an indomitable king.

Obviously, the wolf king has realized the importance of the king's stupidity.

In fact, Wang Fool's dress is very special, and his facial features are also somewhat different from those of barbarians, even among thousands of barbarians, it is easy to distinguish the difference between Wang Fool and this earthling.

In addition, the statue of Wang Stupid is still standing on the grassland, so it is normal for the werewolf to recognize it.

Under the momentum of the wolf king, the barbarians parted like a tide, but there were more and more barbarians surrounding Wang Du, like iron buckets.

When the wolf king approached Wang Du less than twenty meters, the werewolves around Wang Du were already dense and layered, and the simple faces were endlessly tragic.

This is a scene that is difficult to describe, obviously there are only nearly a thousand werewolves and more than 10,000 barbarians, but it seems as if the werewolves have the upper hand, and the barbarians have become lambs to the slaughter.

"Whoa......

The wolf king suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and immediately, nearly a thousand werewolves behind him roared at the same time, the sound was thick and terrifying, and the earth seemed to shake in the waves, and the murderous aura was surging.

The faces of the barbarians who were already retreating showed more and more fear, and some barbarians even desperately retreated, but the barbarians behind did not have time to retreat, causing a chaotic scene.

If Wang Fool saw this scene, he would find that most of the panicked barbarians were barbarians brought by the werewolves before, and they had been enslaved by werewolves for a long time, and the fear of werewolves had been seared into the depths of his soul.

It was the barbarian tribe that lived beneath the Blade Peak who protected the king, and although they were just as afraid, they were loyal and did not retreat, and each of them was ready to be burned......

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Under the frightened gaze of the barbarians, the wolf king stopped and looked down at a group of barbarians who were surrounded by iron buckets.

The atmosphere grew heavy.

All the barbarians held their breath, and the barbarians who protected the king's stupidity clenched their weapons tightly, their muscles tense.

It's a battle of willpower.

The IQ of this wolf king is obviously much higher, and he knows how to use mental pressure to make the barbarians surrender, if he starts to kill, then, the werewolves will only lose in the end, after all, the advantage of the barbarians is too great, if the werewolves open and kill, it will inevitably cause the barbarians to fight, and this kind of mental pressure can make the barbarians defeat themselves without a fight, at least, it can make some barbarians lose their will to fight.

The wolf king knew that it was impossible to kill all the barbarians, he just wanted to break the barbarians' fighting spirit and let them defeat themselves without a fight.

There is no doubt that the wolf king's tactics were successful.

At present, the vast majority of the barbarians have lost their will to fight, they just want to escape back to the safety of the city walls as soon as possible, as long as one barbarian escapes, it will be a scene of defeat immediately.

"Get out of the way!"

Just when the barbarian's willpower was about to collapse, a thick voice sounded inside the barbarian.

The barbarians, who had been protected by Wang Fool like an iron bucket, parted a way like a tide, and Wang Fool strode out.

Looking at the dragon walking Wang Stupid, the wolf king was stunned, his pupils were constricted, he clearly remembered that one of this person's arms was broken, but at this time, his arms were intact, of course, stains of blood could be seen on it.

"God of Darkness!"

Ada who was originally standing beside Wang Fool shouted violently.

"God of Darkness!"

"God of Darkness!"

"God of Darkness!"

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When Ada shouted the first one, immediately, the barbarians of the original Blade Peak Barbarian Tribe roared one after another, and then, the surrounding barbarians also roared, and thousands of barbarians followed suit.

At the same time, the barbarians who were chasing the werewolves around rushed over from all directions, and more and more barbarians gathered around.

The sonic shouts made people's blood boil, and the barbarians who had been afraid seemed to have inexplicably found a sense of security and took a step forward.

At this time, the number of barbarians on the grassland had reached 20,000, especially the barbarians of the original Blade Peak tribe squeezed into the circle one after another, which caused an unstoppable morale to the barbarian tribe. A warrior can often turn a group of underdogs into warriors.

The wolf king's expression showed a hint of sluggishness, obviously, he didn't expect that the shape would be reversed because of the appearance of the king's stupidity.

Nearly a thousand werewolves began to become restless and began to look around non-stop.

"Roar!"

The wolf king roared, and then, pointing at Wang Stupid with one hand and pointing at himself with the other, the meaning was obviously to challenge Wang Stupid.

A strange and sly smile appeared on Wang Du's face.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the smile on Wang Fool's face disappeared and was replaced by coldness, and then, his right arm was raised high, and there was an earth-shattering howl.

This action is the action of charging into battle, and the five hundred barbarian elites don't know how many times they have been trained.

In this battle, the loss of five hundred elite barbarians was not large, and the death toll did not exceed twenty, at the beginning, they chased and killed werewolves on the grassland, and lost contact with Wang Fool, when the werewolves and barbarians confronted each other, they had all returned to the team and became Wang Fool's most loyal guards.

When Wang Du shouted "kill", the five hundred elite barbarians almost reflexively raised the weapons in their hands and rushed towards the werewolves, all the weapons and costumes, forming an indestructible torrent.

No one thought that Wang Du would suddenly issue an order to attack, the barbarians didn't know, and the werewolves didn't know, when the five hundred elite barbarians slaughtered the werewolves like bamboos, the barbarians and werewolves woke up one after another.

At this time, the morale of the barbarians had completely overshadowed the werewolves, and the barbarians from all directions attacked the werewolves one after another, drowning the werewolves like a tide.

In the face of absolute power, when morale is equal, the balance of victory is undoubtedly tilted in favor of Wang Fool.

Twenty thousand barbarians against nearly a thousand werewolves, if there is no wolf king, there is no suspense in itself.

The appearance of the wolf king did almost turn the situation around, but Wang Du's lofty position in the barbarian tribe made the barbarians overcome their fear of werewolves!

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu is a lot of people and you play heads-up, you treat me as a fool!" Seeing the crowd formed by the barbarians drowning the werewolves, Wang Fool smiled wickedly.

When the barbarians overcome the werewolves' fears, the battle becomes a crush, a slaughter.

Nearly a thousand werewolves are not enough for 20,000 barbarians to kill, but in an instant, the grassland is already full of corpses, and nearly a thousand fierce werewolves are like a drop of water in the sea, without splashing the slightest wave.

Only, there is still the wolf king who is fighting bloodily.

The horror of the wolf king's combat power made Wang Du have a sense of fear, he was like a killing machine, and the barbarian corpses around him had been piled up.

In just a few minutes of fighting, the wolf king killed at least a hundred barbarians, but at this time, the barbarians with high morale were not frightened by the wolf king, but rushed towards the wolf king more and more fearlessly, even if it was a moth to the fire.

Many times, spirit is more important than strength.

The deified Wang Fool had a supreme position in the original Blade Peak Barbarian Tribe, and when he was originally seriously injured and walked out of the crowd unscathed, the barbarians' fear of werewolves had completely disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of fanaticism for Wang Fool's worship.

In the eyes of the barbarians, Wang Du is an immortal god, he obviously has a broken arm and blurred flesh and blood, and in an instant he will return to normal, which is definitely a miracle, which makes the barbarians deeply shocked.

Now the barbarians are fighting for the gods!

At this time, the wolf king had changed from the beginning of the bravery to the ability to capture, the successive barbarians made his body extremely depleted, his movements had become sluggish, and he could no longer achieve a fatal blow.

"Catch it alive!"

Wang Du ordered the attack to be stopped, and turned back to signal to the five hundred elite barbarians.

"Yes!"

The five hundred elite barbarians agreed violently, put down their weapons one after another, and then, forming a huge encirclement, approaching the wolf king little by little.

"Up!"

Seeing that the five hundred elite barbarians were less than ten meters away from the Wolf King, Wang Du suddenly shouted.

"Whew!"

Five hundred elite barbarians let out an earth-shattering roar in unison, and at the same time jumped up, pounced on the wolf king like a dense locust.

There is no suspense.

With the concerted efforts of five hundred elite werewolves, the wolf king was crushed to the ground, and then tied up with thick ropes.

After the barbarians tied up the wolf king, Wang Du immediately rushed up and kicked the wolf king's crotch, kicking the wolf king to make a ghost crying wolf howl, and the terrible howl echoed in the grassland, which was unbearable to witness, and even the barbarians looked sideways......

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The triumphant Wang Stupid naturally didn't care about the feelings of a group of barbarians, and abused the wolf king all the way, and when he was about to reach the barbarian tribe, the wolf king had been tortured by Wang Stupid to the point of dying, unable to walk, and was dragged to the castle by dozens of barbarians like a dead dog.

Upon arriving at the castle, Wang Du immediately ordered the barbarian craftsmen to make iron chains.

Now, Wang Fool has a great plan - to use the wolf king as a sparring partner.

With the concerted efforts of dozens of craftsmen, the next day, an iron chain dozens of meters long was successfully built, and then, Wang Du asked people to move a boulder of dozens of tons, and locked the wolf king on the boulder with an iron chain, and cut off all his claws with a knife, and now the wolf king has become a toothless tiger.

"Whew......"

The wind and the sun are beautiful, Wang Fool sits proudly not far from the boulder and admires the wolf king who swallows saliva, on his chest, there is a clay pot, inside the clay pot is mellow and delicious fruit wine, of course, these fruit wine is not brewed by barbarians, at present, it is a problem for barbarians with low productivity to eat their stomachs, and there is no surplus grain to make wine, these fruit wines are formed after fermentation of wild fruits collected by some animals, similar to monkey wine on the earth, which was found by some barbarians who collected food and offered to the "gods" to enjoy......

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