As the two-meter strong man's voice fell, behind him, four people came over carrying a wooden platform. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because of the new things that Wang Hao kept coming up with, Wang Lung could be regarded as well-informed, but in the face of this strange thing brought out by the Nine Dragon Mountain Alliance, he was stunned for a long time and couldn't understand what it was.

The two-meter strong man looked at Wang Long, and said with a disdainful expression of looking at the soil buns: "How is it, you don't know this thing, do you?" Hmph, that's right, you people from small tribes, if you know this kind of thing made by the patriarch of Li Village, it will be amazing! ”

After speaking, the two-meter strong man lowered his head and said to the people behind him: "Give this group of soil buns a demonstration, so that they can also increase their knowledge." ”

The people in the back sneered and walked out with an angular melon and fruit in their arms, and placed it at one end of the wooden shelf.

Then another person came out, grabbed the rattan hanging down from the other end, and pulled it suddenly, and the melon and fruit that was pressed behind it flew towards the wooden wall.

With a 'snap', the melon and fruit hit the wooden wall and fell apart.

Wang Hao, who happened to come back from the copper furnace, saw the movement from a distance from the side door, and he fixed his eyes to see that this was not a simple catapult.

"Haven't you ever seen anything like this? It's called a firethrower. Our tribe is rushing to make this kind of tool. What I brought today was just a small firethrower, a large firethrower in our tribe, which could throw the fire melon just now at a distance of two ninety-nine paces.

You may not have heard of fire-throwing weapons, but you must know about firemelons! Once you make a hole in it and ignite its juice, even water can't extinguish it.

You, Wang Village, have only managed to defeat our small army with wooden walls and some nasty trickery. But don't think that you're invincible. Our Nine Dragon Mountain Alliance has been inherited for countless years, and if it angers us, ninety-nine ninety-nine people can be dispatched at any time.

You have wooden walls, we have fire-throwing weapons, wood is afraid of fire, as long as you get you out, I see what you can do to fight us.

There is only one of you giants, and in our village, there are only enough birds to pick out fifty. At a distance of thirty or forty meters, you can blind the eyes of your giants, and a blind giant, no one will be afraid!

The reason why we are willing to negotiate peace with your small tribe is only because you have defeated our Jiulong Mountain warriors once, and we think you are like a man, so we give you a chance.

Now you know where my confidence comes from. Also, don't be too desperate, our Nine Dragon Mountain Alliance will do what it says, as long as you obediently agree to our conditions and promise not to pass on those techniques to other tribes, we don't mind that there is a tribe like us that can make bows and arrows and eat food with ingredients. The two-meter strong man said arrogantly, looking high.

It's just that Wang Lung and the two clansmen, who had just seen the firearm, were silent.

That's right, although Wang Village has black armor and eight ox crossbows, there are too few of their clansmen.

His biggest advantage is still the wooden wall, with the help of the wooden wall, he can hit more with less, and he can give full play to the power of the Eight Bull Crossbow and the bow and arrow.

However, once the wooden wall is missing, the hard wounds of one's own population are revealed.

Even if you have the best weapon, you can't control it without people.

The fire melon is the nemesis of all combustibles. Once they attack the village with fire melons and fire-throwing weapons, the wooden wall will not only not be their own help, but will become their own cemetery.

If you give up the wooden wall, even if you pull the entire Zhao Village up, it will only be five or six hundred people. Even if it is a black armor in one hand, it is impossible to beat the Nine Dragon Mountain Alliance on the flat ground.

You must know that these two villages with a long heritage, if they want to pull out 10,000 people, it is not just talking, but it can really be done.

Looking at Wang Long in silence, the two-meter strong man smiled proudly. And everyone who followed him also laughed in unison.

In their opinion, they have completely settled on Wang Village.

Throwing firearms and fire melons can completely restrain the wooden walls of Wang Village to death.

And the purpose of the bird is to resist the attack of high-level creatures, and it naturally has a set of ways to deal with giants.

Therefore, the two biggest dependences of the Wang Village have been completely broken by them, and if it weren't for the fact that their tribe is now difficult to afford the cost of another expedition, I'm afraid it won't be their twenty envoys who came this time.

Now, it is expected that he has eaten the envoys of Jiulong Mountain in Wang Village, so he will naturally not be polite.

Looking at Wang Lung, whose face was pale and silent, the two-meter strong man thought of the scene just now when he pushed him over with one palm but was knocked backwards, and he couldn't help but feel revenge, stretched out a finger, and nodded towards Wang Lung's forehead.

While nodding, he said: "Tell you, my patience is limited, hurry up and call out your patriarch, if it's late, I won't accompany you, at that time, your small Wang Village, just wait to meet the flames of war, wait to be wiped out!" ”

In the Great Wilderness, between two peers, it is very bad behavior to point a finger on someone else's forehead, which is equivalent to letting people drill under their crotch on the earth.

In the face of the aggressive strong man, Wang Lung kept retreating, although he was able to resist easily, but for the sake of his tribe, he finally chose to forbear.

The two-meter strong man saw Wang Lung's concerns and made up his mind to humiliate Wang Lung again.

It's just that just when he was in high spirits and wanted to put his finger on Wang Lung's forehead, a hand stretched out from the side and accurately grasped his finger.

Stopped, and the two-meter strong man looked to the side.

Pinching his fingers was a man who looked like he had just come of age, his face covered in a layer of black soot, and on his shoulder, a small furry beast was squatting.

The little beast looked dejected, and its front was also covered with a layer of black ash, if it weren't for the fact that the fluff behind it was white, the strong man even thought that the little beast was black.

The person who came was Wang Hao, just now on the side of the copper smelting furnace, the hairball was greedy for fun, and opened the exhaust hole of the copper furnace while Wang Hao was not paying attention.

If it weren't for Wang Hao's quick rescue of it, maybe it would have been scorched by the high temperature.

Although they retreated very quickly, the two of them were still blown away by the exhaust gas, and they were like those who came out of the refugee camp.

I cleaned up the hairballs and was about to go back to the village to change my clothes, but who knew that I would encounter this on the way.

"Little cub, if you don't want to die, let go of my hand!" Looking at this little kid who had just beaten his chest, the two-meter strong man said with a bloodthirsty face.

The hairball that had just been cleaned up immediately came to his senses, stood up, one paw held his little buttocks, which was still hurting, and the other paw punched at the strong man, twisting his ass while screaming 'babbling', as if to say let Wang Hao beat him, beat him.

Wang Hao glanced at the hairball speechlessly, and then said to the strong man, "You let me let go of your hand?" Are you sure? ”

"Son of a bitch, if you don't let go, I'll kill you later, do you know who I am, disrespect me, your village can't protect you!" The two-meter strong man said angrily.

Although Wang Hao looks like he has thin arms and legs, and his waist is not as thick as his forearm, after all, he is pinched by someone, in case of such a break, it hurts himself.

Wang Hao's eyes flashed coldly, and then he said with a smile: "Okay, since you have to let me go, then I'll listen to you!" ”

After speaking, his hand lightly retracted with lightning speed.

At the same time, Wang Lung moved to the side, dodging the strong man's hand.

Time seemed to stand still, and a stream of blood spurted out of the strong man's hand.

The two-meter strong man and the people behind him all had dumbfounded expressions, and they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them at all.

Maoqiu's face was dizzy when he saw the blood, and he almost fell off Wang Hao's shoulder, ignoring the dirt on his body, and screamed aggrievedly and drilled into Wang Hao's chest.

Babbling and seeing blood, the baby is so scared, scared to death!

"Ahh ~~~~" The two-meter strong man let out a terrible scream and staggered backwards.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, he asked Wang Hao to let go, but he didn't expect that Wang Hao actually tore off his fingers directly.

The man behind him helped him, grabbed a handful of ashes on the ground, and hurriedly pressed it to his fingers.

"Kill him! I'm going to kill him! Son of a bitch, no one can save you, even if you are the son of your patriarch! I'm going to skin you little by little, I'm going to your mother, I'm going to wring your father's head off. If you dare to resist, I want your entire Wang Village to accompany you to the funeral!" The two-meter strong man roared in pain.

On the top of the arrow tower, I saw a conflict, the bell rang, and a team of people rushed quickly towards the outside of the village.

The envoys of Jiulong Mountain had a gloomy face, and they drew their weapons, intending to catch Wang Long and Wang Hao first.

Wang Lung seemed to have a very high status in their Wang Village. If the conversation collapses, take them hostage so that they can rush out.

If Wang Cun agrees to his own conditions, then this little cub with a black and gray face and his closest relatives must take it out to their leader.

Looking at the crowd around him, Wang Lung didn't seem to understand their intentions, but instead greeted them, waving his hand and saying, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" ”

And Wang Hao's side, looking at the few strong men who came up, he looked disdainful, and after throwing the fingers of the two-meter strong man on the ground, Wang Hu rushed up from behind him.

From the moment he saw that man insulting his father, he was full of anger, if it wasn't for Wang Hao not speaking, he would have wanted to rush forward.

Now that he has this opportunity, how could he not rush to the front.

In a short distance, the two sides quickly came into contact with each other. (To be continued.) )