With the full counterattack of the Eagle Legion, the shattered limbs burst into the air, wrapped in a rain of blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Listening to the thunderous roar in my ears, the blood rain that caught my eyes was like a blowout! The red-haired warrior's eyes widened and roundered, and his gaze was filled with horror.

The red-haired ice clan warriors at the foot of the hillside, not only did their combat morale drop directly to a negative number, but under the soft and fine hairy faces, the bulging muscles were constantly twitching.

Barbaric civilization, advocating tough combat strength, under the harsh tribal hierarchy, I witnessed the green-haired warriors who were usually high and invincible, and were completely defeated from the front.

Most of the red-haired ice clansmen's lips trembled, as if they were desperate to speak, but under the pressure of the morale of the Eagle Legion, they finally didn't say anything, and their faces were so frightened that there was no blood at all, only their eyes flashed incessantly. In the end, under the hideous face and cold rebuke of the Eagleman Legion Captain Weavers, they all consciously put down their weapons.

At this point, the battle was officially over, and the Eagle Man used his unshakable strength to conquer the so-called Ice Tribe.

The blood from the corpse under his feet flowed close to the crevices of the rock, and then fused and penetrated into each other, with an indescribable feeling. Sweeping past the dense crowd of red-haired warriors, the muscles on Sauron's cheeks drooped loosely. At first glance, the bleak and cold steep slope is as disgusting as a deserted slaughterhouse.

But at this moment, standing alone on a high place, you can see the entire bear tribe below. What he saw with his own eyes was the supreme glory of the warrior and the unstoppable iron-blooded conquest.

"Standing on an unattainable height, looking down on this magnificent and barbaric era. Whether it's an incredible victory, or a glory that can't be summed up by blood staining the whole body, for such a great feat, it is always worth all beings to look up and look up! ”

……

In the valley, under the cliffs, there are countless low caves, connected together, like a thriving tribal gathering place.

If you look closely, you will also find that the ground in the valley is full of flowers, trees are verdant, and the whole air is rippling with the fragrance of flowers and plants, the two fragrances are intertwined, which makes people fascinated.

Suddenly, a bird's cry pierced the lonely tribal canyon and pierced the eardrums, adding a touch of anger to the valley and out of thin air.

In the horizon, it was a stout figure with thick lines, broad shoulders, tall and tall, standing like a stone tower, running like a hurricane.

Regarding the ruler of the outcast tribe, Zoro had sketched a giant bear walking upright in his mind more than once, but what really came into view at this moment was obviously distorted in his mind.

The so-called chief of the Ice Clan Wanderer Tribe did not have any Ice Clan blood.

At first glance, Zoro couldn't believe his visual senses. But seeing the red-haired warrior who was not possessed by his soul and held his breath on the side, Zoro was quickly relieved. "In a primitive tribal society where the strong are respected and the victor is king. Anyone can become the ruler of the Red Grand Canyon, as long as you have the strength. ”

Another bird's cry came, and the so-called 'king of the tribe' had clearly come into view.

Standing in this position, I can just see that the two strong muscles on the other party's chest bulge out, like a porch. The color is a bit like a jujube-colored board, with a purple glow.

But what caught Sauron's attention even more was the bird-monster head, a face that could not be seen as ugly, with a giant bird's beak and a large fluffy white feather scattered behind the head.

The continent of Zabulan is full of surprises. The orbigorche in front of him, Sauron didn't say he had seen it, he hadn't even heard of it.

The 'Birdhead' kept changing its feet, like an arrow off the string, towards the place where Sauron stood. In this long and short distance, his feet kept pointing on the ground, like dragonflies touching water. Before this foot hit the ground, the other foot was raised, like a chariot, and it really swept by like a hurricane. In the blink of an eye, it deceived the range of nearly 100 meters, and the speed was unbelievable.

Whew――――

Swing your strong arms and unleash the explosive power that fills your muscles as fast as you can.

From Weavers, he threw the spear in one go, barely encountering any resistance from the air, and the slightly curved parabolic curve even emitted a sharp hiss.

However, in the field of vision, the moment the spear whizzed by, the 'Birdhead' quickly revealed his two-handed weapon.

Click!

In the horizon, the 'Birdhead' let out a hoarse exclamation with its mouth half-open. Suddenly, there was a flash of cold light, followed by the 'Birdhead' immediately raised his hips, his legs straightened into a bow, and he shook sideways.

The tip of the spear snapped, and the long pole of white wood sank into the crack in the rock behind him, humming and trembling. Many eagle warriors were amazed, and they poked there like half a piece of wood.

I had never seen such a swift reaction, let alone a weapon of this appearance, only the sound of a neighing chain was heard, and the two long knives accurately jammed off the spearhead.

Under the reflection of the daylight, the knife surface does not know what material it is, as if it has been polished and white as snow. One end of the two chains was tied to his arms, and the other end was tied to the double-edged hilt. It is a double knife, and it is like two chain knives.

Seeing the easy fighting skills of the 'Birdhead', Kratos immediately drew the sword at his waist, his eyes as black as ink, and his murderous aura was hideous.

100 meters, 90 meters...... 60 meters.

At this moment, Zoro stretched out an arm and stopped Weavers. The moment he looked at the Birdhead up close, Sauron's gaze stared at the strange face, and those small eyes seemed to be filled with anger. Zoro keenly sniffed a hint of danger.

Including the expression on the face of the bird-headed monster, it actually revealed a sense of confidence, which made Zoro show that he couldn't grasp the essentials. But with the movement of his other arm, thousands of eagle warriors behind him raised their spears neatly in obedience.

As Sauron could see, within fifty meters, no one could dodge or stop the spears of the three thousand eaglemen, unless...... He is the embodiment of the gods.

Huhuhuhu-

Within five seconds, with a large sharp whistling, thousands of white wooden spears were thrown out in layers, and Sauron quickly got a satisfactory answer -- the incarnation of the legendary gods, this thing is obviously not.

In the final moments of death, the 'Orbiaur''s face turned pale from the rapid spasms of his heart. The eyelids are constantly turning upward, and the black pupils and large whites of the eyes are constantly alternating. A sharp white wooden spear that pierces the chest, thighs, or soles of the feet...... Nailed to the rock by a dozen spears, beads of blood from broken threads flowed along the wound, and "Dada~~" dripped on the ground and turned into a crimson flower.

With his sword in hand, Weavers stood in front of the Orbia, walking back and forth.

Perhaps unable to withstand Weavers' piercing gaze, the ornibal's whole body twitched, and the horror of death made every bone tremble.

This bird-headed monster of unknown origin has a strong talent, but unfortunately it was used in the wrong place. With this head, someone might be able to tell where his race came from.

"Cut off his head—now!"

Hearing Sauron's order, the Eagleman Legion Leader Weavers raised his sword and fell. The birdhead ceased the birdsong-like whimpering sound in his throat.

Weavers' sword reflected into the birdhead's eyes, forming a beam of light, and the head that flew high backwards turned several times in the air, and saw the occasional black crow flying under the swirling blood-colored dusk, and the curtain continued to rotate down until it hit the ground.

Sauron believed that the brain was still thinking in the seconds that his head was off his neck. During this time, familiar bodies can be seen dancing, and then convulsions fall to the ground. Eventually, the skull fell to the ground and began to flow diluted ketchup, until everything in sight turned completely black.

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"In addition to starting a war means iron and blood, plundering wealth is also the main source of war. Now, it's time to loot the loot. ”

Turning back to the perspective and looking down at the chieftain tribe below, with the beating of his heart, he took a deep breath, and after the exhilarating battle, the fresh air in the canyon made Aaron feel refreshed. It was only when he turned slightly to the side that Kratos was staring at the ornibal's corpse with a slight frown, as if he was thinking about something.

Following Kratos' gaze, Aaron's gaze is presented with a pair of strange weapons.

However, after getting Aaron's approval, Kratos quickly added two swords to the 'Dobhead''s corpse, and harvested two chain knives wrapped around the Dojhead's arms.

By default, Kratos reaped the two loot. To be honest, the material of this pair of chain knives made Aaron slightly shocked.

In Aaron's cognition, the material used as a sword has two basic properties, "one is hardness, and the other is toughness." ”

Unfortunately, these two properties are mutually exclusive to a certain extent. So far, Sparta has only been a rudimentary iron-smelting process, and it has not been able to solve the problem of toughness.

And these two sharp and hard chain knives are covered with a layer of cold air from the blade to the chain, which makes people feel intimidating just by looking at it.

From the material of this pair of chain knives to its forging process, it is obviously beyond Aaron's cognition.

"The Bear tribe uses iron tools, and if there is iron ore in the Grand Canyon, it will be a ......problem to improve the iron-smelting process in Sparta," Aaron thought to himself. In his mind, there seemed to be a lot of questions that needed to be asked of William.

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"The conquered enemy tribes will become the Eagle King's dependent territory. Right now, the tribes at the bottom of the canyon are in a state of panic, riots, and rebellion! ”

The eagles all took to the skies to hunt the scattered rebels from the air. Rudolph and his remaining 300-odd barbarian warriors drove thousands of red-haired captives into the tribe like ducks.

Descend the steep slope through the soft grass.

Walking in the heart of the tribe, the road covered with stone buds and stalagmites began to become hard and slippery, and if you were not careful, you would fall and your nose and face would be swollen.

At the base of the col is a large area of flat land, surrounded by rocky slopes. Slightly different from the imaginary scene, most of the red-haired barbarians gathered on the flat ground, although their pupils were scattered with panic, but they were not completely chaotic. Instead, they all gathered here to prepare for the new ruler of the canyon.

The social structure of the Ice tribe is characterized by four different hair colors: black, yellow, red, and green, corresponding to four different rights and statuses.

The green-haired barbarians refer to the black-haired people as black-haired pigs. It can be seen that even within the Ice Tribe, the identity of the black-haired barbarian is the most despicable slave.

The next slightly higher than the black fur is the yellow fur, which is equivalent to the freeman and the warrior. The red-haired ones are the nobles of the tribe.

As for the positioning of the green-haired ice clan, Zoro was a little puzzled at this time.

At this moment, in his vision, there were probably more than a hundred green-haired warriors, tied up with ropes by a considerable number of red-haired nobles, waiting to be executed. Shockingly, around these green-haired warriors, there were about two hundred corpses of green Ice Clansmen with separate heads.

"The lowly vanquished immediately kneels at the feet of the Eagle King. And immediately explain why you are here. ”

Rudolph stepped forward and pointed his sword at an older red-haired nobleman, with an expression of displeasure under his horsehair helmet.

Surrounded by spears from the sky, the flat land was filled with an atmosphere of trepidation. Tiebei is Rudolph's sword, and there is a strong smell of blood on it. The old red-haired face showed a cowardly look of begging for mercy, raised his head to look at Sauron's position, and said respectfully, "Great Canyon Ruler, the new King of the Ice Clan!" On behalf of the 9 tribes, I want you to surrender, and these green-haired pigs are the swords and lackeys of the previous king of the ice clan, and I believe you have a thousand reasons to kill them all, let the green-haired pigs run out of blood, and let their corpses rot and be thrown out of the canyon for the ice crows to eat. ”

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, it would have been hard for Zoro to believe that the mouth of an Ice Barbarian could express praise and flattery at the same time as vicious and hateful language. If it weren't for the strange behavior of the red-haired nobleman, Zoro's gaze would not have condensed on the old red-haired face and stayed for more than a minute.

A minute later, the data obtained from him from Sauron's eyes made Zoro's eyes narrow into a slit, and the silver pupils exuded an unconcealable murderous aura.

"Target - prisoners of war. 6 stars for cunning and 9 stars for rebellion. ”

An old prisoner of war with 0 loyalty and 9 stars of rebellion really doesn't see any use for him, and his behavior seems to be recognized by many red hairs, which is not a good phenomenon. After Sauron took a deep breath, he walked past the opponent with a sword in one hand, and without warning, slit the throat of the opponent like a chicken.

The old red hair suddenly found that he couldn't make any sound, his hands were covering his throat, and his upper and lower teeth were fighting. Under the reflection of the blood sewn out of his hand, Rudolph loudly announced, "From now on, every grass and tree here, a nobleman and even a slave." They are all the property of the Lord of the Eagle King's sacrifice, and without my permission, the captives of the Eagle King's sacrifice were executed without my permission. That's the price! (To be continued.) )