The Amazons are strong, but they haven't suffered in too long, they've spent too much time in the Black Forest, and they've confused hunting and war.

Hunting is a means of obtaining food, hunting is a form of entertainment, hunting is a stage for them to show their personal strength, but war is the opposite.

War is something born to destroy all that exists, and war is an aesthetic of violence where death and despair are entangled.

When the Demon Hunter tore apart seven Amazon warriors with the Scourge of War in three minutes, these tough women finally began to retreat.

Eleven of the eighteen strong orc warriors fell, but they were at least twice as gained.

All those who fell were transcendental, the most valuable fighting force of the tribe, and they were the foundation of the Amazons' stable life in the Black Forest, but here they were like the most ordinary soldiers, dying everywhere.

The Orcs can die with their enemies with a smile on their faces, the Amazons can't, maybe they used to be able but not now.

Xu Yichen is adept at plundering the lives of his enemies by exchanging injuries for his life, and his healing wounds can make most enemies lose the courage to continue fighting.

"Retreat! We retreat to camp, he's a monster! "Finally, the Amazons could no longer bear such casualties, and nearly half of their sisters had fallen here, and they felt fear in the roar of [the scourge of war].

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't do the slightest damage to the black figure, this was not the war they were familiar with.

The Amazonian master gathered all the soldiers in the camp, and she could faintly hear the explosions, screams, and sounds of falling trees coming from the forest, and she didn't know what kind of enemies could make the jungle so lively.

The last time there was such a big commotion, it was the warriors of the tribe who went out together to hunt the trolls tribe in a tough battle, and that time they paid for thirteen lives.

But the results of that battle made the surrounding four or five small tribes that had been harassed by trolls bow down and gained great prestige for the tribe.

It was in World War I that Queen Hippolyta killed three heavily armed trolls by herself, and finally gained the approval of the whole clan.

As the Amazonian warriors fled back to the camp from the forest in disarray, the sense of unease in the martial arts chief's heart became clearer.

"There are less than twenty of them, and there is a man in black clothes, who can't be killed at all!" The first Amazon warrior to return to the camp gasped and told the chief as much as he could: "Our arrows and spears can't hurt him, and in a blink of an eye, his injuries are recovered!" ”

"Those green-skinned warriors, wearing particularly heavy armor, are extremely powerful, they can use a very powerful long-range attack, and several sisters don't even have corpses left!" Another Amazonian who had fled back threw his weapon on the way to escape, snatching a spear from an Amazonian who was not a transcendent: "How do we deal with monsters that can't be killed?" That man is as tough as an ogre! ”

"He's faster than all of us, trolls aren't that fast and reflexes!" Another wounded Amazonian returned to the camp covering her wounds, one of her arms thrown on the battlefield: "Alkeyoni, we are not his opponents, and these wastes are not his opponents!" ”

She was referring to the formation of the Amazons in the camp, the mortal soldiers who had not been able to become transcendents were particularly nervous at this time, they had never experienced such a scene before, and the invincible transcendents of the tribe had been driven out of the forest like wild dogs that had fled into the wilderness.

It's like hunting in the past, when the transcendent warriors drove wild beasts through the jungle and drove them to a preset hunting ground for them to harvest.

The only way to deal with these demoralized warriors is to use silence, the best warriors in the tribe are affected by Queen Hippolyta and do not go on the expedition, these people in front of them may be similar in strength to them, but they are far from the same in toughness, they can only fight with the wind.

"Quiet!" The Amazon warrior who had used the 'Javelin of Must-hit' to sneak attack the Tiger Shark before shouted with a cold face: "The injured go find someone to bandage, and the uninjured will re-line!" Is this what you are complaining about? ”

The Amazons are accustomed to speaking with strength, and the Amazons who can be selected to use the 'Must-Hit Javelin' are the strongest warriors in the tribe, and her prestige makes these warriors who have just experienced defeat suddenly much more honest.

"What are we going to do?" The Amazonian escorted the warriors back with his gaze before he asked the chief of martial arts beside him, "The Cyrisians are more powerful than we thought, and the Elders have made a wrong choice, and this time even Hippolyta is on our side." ”

"Hippolyta must have betrayed us, otherwise how would those Seris know that we have gone on an expedition, and the Elders would have chosen to depose Hippolyta as queen." Martial Arts Chief Alkeyuni shook the javelin in his hand: "She must have relied on Diana to connect with the Seris, this time her target is the Elders!" ”

"I'm afraid she wouldn't have thought that the strength of the Seris would be so strong, would she?" The female warrior sighed, "Alkeyuni, I know that your mother is a member of the Presbyterian Church, and I will only say it once, since Hippolyta can make an agreement with the Seris, so can the Presbyterian. ”

The martial arts chief glared at her: "The Amazons will not compromise, if we were willing to compromise, we would not have fled here from the New World back then!" ”

"Times are different, Artione, look at Hippolyta, look at those Seris!" The Amazonian warrior lowered her voice: "When we rebelled against the Witch King, we used javelins and bows and arrows, and look at the big ships of the Seris flying in the sky now!" Until now, it is not known what exactly the weapon they are using! And we're still using javelins and bows! ”

"Times are different, Alke Yuni!" The Amazonian warrior shook her head: "No matter what you think, time is running out for us. ”

As she said, time is running out for them.

Xu Yichen had already seen the camp close at hand, and the Laughing Craftsman in the sky was rapidly approaching, and two hundred heavily armed marines were ready to go.

The Assassin Fan Li stood on the deck and looked down, waiting for Xu Yichen's order, they now had enough firepower to annihilate these Amazons.