Although winter is approaching, the climate of the "Frontier Princes" is still very hot and dry.

Before you know it, it's noon, and the soft morning light turns into a thousand golden rays, and the desolate soil is spread all over the ground.

The bright sunlight shone on the stone, making him full of golden light, as if the gods had descended from the heavens, and his courageous charging behavior also greatly boosted the morale of his own green skin.

It's a pity that the strength of these fart boys is limited after all, although Skip's goblin spearmen have no way to hold stones, but in the face of these little guys rushing up, the spears in their hands are just functioning.

The remaining twenty or so goblins also knew that it was a critical moment, as long as they held back the enemy and waited until the orc man got out of trouble, then they would win.

Therefore, the morale of these goblins was okay, and they were not affected by the rout of their own little beasts, they quickly lined up in two rows, firmly guarded behind Skipp, and stopped these deadly fart boys in time.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen or so little guys crashed into the spear and were killed on the spot, seeing the red hair and red legs and teeth cracked, just now in the face of so many ass, their men also lost a few small cabbage, and now as soon as they rushed up, they suffered heavy losses.

The fart spirit is really not suitable for the battlefield, even if the problem of low morale is solved through the special effect of "Fight to the Death", and one by one they rush forward bravely, but the effect is not good.

After all, their IQ is too low, they only know how to rush forward in one go, and they don't know the tactics of detour or encirclement, and resisting frontal charge is the strength of spearmen.

Not to mention that these goblins are already tall and spear-long, and the short fart boy can't even touch the enemy, and as soon as he enters the opponent's attack range, he is poked to death by the spear, almost committing suicide.

The red-haired and red-legged saw that this was not going to work, and the two gritted their teeth and drove the black goat under their crotch to rush over side by side, wanting to tear apart the opponent's defense line with a strong impact, as long as they broke a hole.

It worked, but the two goats were unlucky, and after they each knocked down the two goblins, they were hit by several spears, and blood spurted everywhere.

With a few screams, the two mounts, which were originally intended to be used as ingredients, finally collapsed with a bang, but fortunately, the red hair and red legs on their backs were unscathed, and they jumped off the sheep's backs as soon as possible, and continued to wave the weapons on their hands and feet to start fighting.

The sacrifice of the goats was not in vain, and the strong line of the goblin spearmen was finally opened a little gap, and dozens of fart spirits were like a surging green tide, drowning the enemy in an instant.

However, due to the huge difference in individual combat power, the remaining goblins still stood like a reef and resisted stubbornly, but they also began to suffer casualties, not as easily as before.

After he killed the last two goblin spearmen, the goblin shaman finally decided to take matters into his own hands and teach the goblin boy a good lesson.

Don't think that shamans are spellcasting units, just weak chickens with thin bodies.

On the contrary, in the Greenskins, almost every person who can become a shaman is also a battle-hardened warrior, like Skip, who is even a few points taller than the goblin spearmen.

Only these greenskins who have fought many times on the battlefield and survived in the end can feel the call of Brother Mao and feel the Waaagh of other kinds! power, to become a shaman.

Of course, there are also old rotten teeth who become shamans purely by brains, but they are in the minority after all.

Tossing aside the useless bone staff, Skipp held the glittering dagger in one hand, swiped twice into the air, and roared at the stone.

When it comes to fighting, he's never been afraid of a goblin!

Facing a menacing enemy much taller than himself, Stone endured the sharp pain from the wound, dodged sideways, dodged his dagger, and then slashed at his opponent's head.

This kind of hand-to-hand combat that is either you die or I die doesn't pay much attention to it, and whoever is ruthless is the one who is faster!

The knife didn't hold back the slightest force, but just before the machete was about to hit its target, a short, delicate dagger held it back.

Knowing that he was not fit to fight for a long time, the stone took advantage of the opportunity and slashed at Skipp one after another.

Dangdang, two weapons of completely different sizes collided several times in succession, only to hear a click, and the machete, which looked even thicker, in Shi's hand, was overwhelmed, and was directly cut in two by Skipp's much smaller dagger.

"Haha, my 'black iron dagger' was snatched from the dwarf by Boss Goreya, and I have to say that the dead dwarf's iron-striking skills are indeed better than ours."

Skip raised his dagger and said with an ostentatious face, this sharp blade is also one of the reasons why he dares to go head-to-head.

He deliberately sold a flaw and let the stone attack him, in order to cut him on the spot, so that he could not only make full use of the weapon advantage, but also reduce the effect of the old rotten tooth's movement speed-reducing magic.

Promote strengths and avoid weaknesses, and eliminate the strengths of the other.

Only veterans who have been wandering between life and death all year round have this keen sense of battle.

Compared to him, the stone was a little immature, and he didn't know that the weapon in the hand of this goblin shaman was actually made by a dwarf, and he immediately fell behind.

Skipp was unforgiving, and without giving the stone a chance to breathe, he took the initiative to swing a dagger and cut it down.

Although he still has the negative effect of "getting his brother to cut him" and can't play 100% of his strength, his opponent is not much better.

Although Shi looked very heroic and fearless just now, he was always just a fart spirit, even after a period of hellish training, his individual strength was still limited, in the face of a large number of goblin spearmen, although he killed several with his own hands, he also added a lot of wounds to his body, and his strength was greatly reduced.

ONE OF THE TWO OF THEM HAS A MAGIC DEBUFF, AND THE OTHER IS COVERED IN WOUNDS, WHICH IS REALLY HALF A CATTY, BUT THE FURTHER BACK, THE MORE UNFAVORABLE THE SITUATION IS FOR THE STONE.

After a few more rounds, Skipp gradually began to gain the upper hand, relying on the sharpness of his weapon.

On the other hand, the stone, for fear that the other machete would also be cut off, had to temporarily avoid the edge and focus on dodging.

This time he was seized by Skipp, his dagger was very sophisticated, and he couldn't prevent it, and after a few rounds, a few new wounds were added to the stone's body, which was quite embarrassing.

What's even more tragic is that although he is still trying to grit his teeth and persevere, the stone clearly feels that his physical strength has reached the limit, and his body's strength is rapidly declining with the loss of blood.

In the final analysis, the foundation of this fart body is too poor, and to be honest, it is a miracle that it has been able to survive until now.

Waiting for someone else's rescue? The red-haired and red-legged were all dragged by the other goblin, and the old rotten teeth couldn't move, so they could only rely on themselves!

"What's the matter, if you don't die this time, Lao Tzu must teach those fart boys what tactics are when they go back, and they know how to charge the enemy in front of them, and I don't know if my boss is going to die!"

At this critical juncture of life and death, Shi Shi was very calm, and even had the mood to observe the surrounding situation, and complained about a tendon of his own boys.

"No, if you continue like this, there is only one way to die."

Seeing an opportunity, he threw the broken knife in his left hand at Skipp, and then, taking advantage of his dodge, he held the other machete in both hands, raised it high above his head, and slashed it hard.

It's a pity that Skip was prepared, and with a slight tilt of his head, he easily avoided the oncoming hidden weapon, and then flew up and kicked heavily in the chest of the stone, and he didn't have time to react when the empty door was wide open, and he was kicked out directly.

Skip's kick sank so hard that the stone threw up a mist of blood on the spot, then fell heavily to the ground, flipped two heels in a row before stopping, and the only machete in his hand flew out.

"Lost? No way? I'm a child of destiny, how can I lose here!"

The stone that fell to the ground felt like his chest was about to crack, but he didn't give up, struggled a few times, and finally staggered to his feet.

But when he looked up, he found that Skipp was already standing in front of him with a sneer.

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