In front of everyone's eyes, he simply killed Vadis, and immediately shut up the southern barbarians who mocked and whitened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They suddenly realized that the Wikipedians were not the only powerful race in the world.

Some of the older barbarians even began to recall the scenes of fighting with the Sumers and Terrans, and their faces couldn't help but turn pale.

The sheer size, terrifying strength, and bravery in the fight back were like furious humanoid beasts, making them unmatchable to their opponents at the time, and if they hadn't been negligent in their precautions, resulting in heavy losses in the early stages of the war, the final result would have been unpredictable.

Now, this young man of the human race has easily defeated the strong men of the 3rd Legion, making the original sense of oppression come to everyone's hearts again.

The young man has snow-white skin and a tall body, combining the dual appearance characteristics of the human race and the Sumer race, he should be the common descendant of the two races, look at his shot just now, he was decisive in killing, and he was very clever, if the Sumer tribe was like this back then, I am afraid they would have already unified Tigris.

Although there were not many Sumers in the opposite camp to pose a threat to the southern tribes, in a few decades, their descendants would grow up, and at that time, it would not be good news for the southern tribes.

If so, it's best to take advantage of this opportunity to take them out!

Many of the southern races were nervously calculating at this time.

Quite different from the reaction of the southern tribes, the Wikipedia soldiers in the phalanx of the Sand Python Legion saw the headless corpse of Vadis, standing there with a blank face, ignoring the provocation of the people, as if the fierce battle just now had not happened at all.

Cold-blooded and ruthless!

An inexplicable depression suddenly arose in everyone's hearts!

Knock~knock~knock~

At this moment, on the collapsed wall of Sword Pavilion City, a passionate drum suddenly sounded.

Swish! Just now, the sand python army, which was still like a sculpture, raised its shield and raised its knife, took a big stride, and rushed forward!

The drums are a signal to attack!

The northern clans in front of the formation didn't expect that the other party had just lost a game, so they launched an attack on their side, and this sudden change suddenly made them a little flustered.

"Beat the drums of war!"

In the central phalanx, Wang Che gave an order, and the soldiers behind him quickly sent out a combat signal.

100 war drums sounded one after another, and the mood of the barbarians suddenly stabilized.

Immediately afterward, two groups of soldiers quickly came to the front of the formation from the rear.

It was the Destroyer Battalion and the Minefielders.

In the center were 3,000 black-covered mine-throwers, with 5,000 soldiers of the Destroyer Battalion guarding the flanks.

They lined up in a line for miles long, their faces calm, watching the oncoming enemy.

A few chirping dwarps rose into the sky, and the general shouted and gave the order.

The first to attack was the Destroyer Battalion, armed with giant crossbows, pointing at the enemy on the opposite side, skillfully aiming, and then pulling the trigger of the bullhead crossbow without hesitation.

The 5,000 No. 7 arrows burst out of the string almost at the same time, and rows of sharp arrows flashing with metallic luster formed a huge black sword light, quickly meeting the charging enemy.

The sand python legion held its heavy shield in front of them, but it didn't slow down in the slightest, the spiky armor made them look like angry monsters, and a cold gaze came out from behind the mask.

Beside them were the Yun people who came and went like the wind, their thin bodies lying on the back of their wide horses, and the climbing claws in their hands shone with bloodthirsty cold light from time to time.

The spearmen of the Pan clan, with thick spears with flat ends in both hands, trotted quickly behind the sand python army, their broad bodies like moving hills.

The two sides were more than 300 meters close, and after a few breaths, the five-colored sword light arrived in front of them.

Boom boom boom ~~~

The improved bakugan is more powerful, and it is also mixed with certain drugs that can quickly volatilize irritating gases, causing people to cough and tear.

The thin sword light slashed at the charging team, and huge fires appeared in rows, instantly drowning in patches of blood, and a thick smoke quickly rose, forming a narrow barrier, immediately hindering the footsteps of those who rushed forward.

Lose your armor! People turn on their backs!

The tall body of the Wikipedian fell to the ground and fell in disarray.

The war horse under the crotch of the Yun people fell to the ground violently, letting out a painful scream, and the Yun knight fell to the ground, twisting his body constantly.

Cough! Cough!

The sound of coughing quickly sounded in the battlefield, and the southern barbarians in the smoke were red and burst into tears.

Seeing this, the spearmen of the Pan clan could only stop in embarrassment, lacking the frontal protection of the heavy infantry, they were just living targets for the opponent's bow and crossbow, although they were not afraid of death, but they were also not stupid enough to run up to death in vain.

The drums of war in the city continued, and the fallen Wikipedians quickly stood up, picked up the heavy shield under their feet, and moved their steps again.

Their plan was to rush to the front of the opponent's formation and start a melee with the opponent to create the conditions for the attack of the army in the city, and now seeing that the opponent's crossbow arrows are so powerful, they cannot retreat.

Advance and retreat are death, but if you continue to advance, you can keep the people in the city alive, and even have a chance to defeat the other party.

The southern tribes took the Wikipedians as their heads, and when they saw that the sand python army began to charge again, they could only bite the bullet and continue to follow forward with a pair of teary eyes.

It's just that the smell of the smoke from the firelight is unbearable, and their eyes are still sore.

In the next 100 meters, the opponent fired two more rounds of crossbow arrows, and the 300,000 army was reduced by 30%, leaving behind the charging team, leaving casualties all over the ground.

Looking at the enemy formations that were getting closer and closer, including the Wikipedians, all the southern barbarians were in good spirits, and in the opposite military formation, there were countless Cents standing.

Although their strength is good, compared with the Wikipedians, they are much worse, at most they are at the same level as the Pan people, but they just rely on the large number of people to show off their power in the north.

But what kind of barbarians are standing in front of the Cente? Why does it look so dark?

Could it be the natives of some northern island?

Why don't they have weapons in their hands?

Could it be that he is a servant of the Cents?

No, the servants should also have weapons?

…………

A few thoughts had just flashed, but the southern barbarians found that those dark-skinned "servants" were wiped from their waists, and there were suddenly two short sticks with the thickness of arms in their hands.

Two short rods?

How does the barbarian with a short stick feel familiar?

Suddenly, some of the charging barbarians suddenly remembered the news that the spies had brought back from the Nava tribe - the other party had a special short club-like weapon, which was extremely lethal.

Don't? Not good!

They screamed and tried to stop defending, but it was too late.

I saw those "Hu Cong" lunges squatting, raising their hands high, their bodies like long shrimp arching their backs, and then violently swinging forward.

6,000 short sticks, one after another, with smoke still coming from their tails...... (To be continued.) )