Volume 2 Travels in the Eastern Kingdom] Chapter 139 for cannon fodder! (2-in-1)――

Chapter 139 For cannon fodder! (2-in-1)

The finishing touches on the battle did not last long.

After all, even the chief of the boar people, the only master of the hero rank, was captured alive, and there was no need for this battle to continue for the boar people.

Holding the key hostages in his hand made Old Tang very confident.

The leaderless boar people can no longer find a person who can coordinate the overall situation. Under the death threat of Old Tang, first a few scattered wild boar people laid down their weapons, and then the number of wild boar people who gave up resistance was like an avalanche, getting bigger and bigger. The battlefield is filled with the crashing sound of weapons and the ground!

Looking at the tens of thousands of wild boar people in front of him who had put down their weapons and had no fighting spirit, Old Tang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that these wild boar people would be ruthless, so he continued to fight regardless of it, and fought with the army to the death. Fortunately, the captive in his own hands, the boar chieftain Calgar*'s prestige among the tribe was much higher than Old Tang could have imagined. Because of the concern for the safety of the old witch, the boar man finally gave up resistance unwillingly, and the worst did not happen!

It is not without reason that the boar people gave up resistance and finally compromised and surrendered.

In addition to the current chief of the boar people, Calga * Thorn Rib, in terms of strength and prestige, the only one qualified to attack the throne of the chief of the boar people is the only ninth-order warrior - the Boar Man Domination Ramtas, and this only candidate was also killed by Old Tang in the battle just now. Now that the chief has been captured, once he is killed, the boar people are likely to fall into the internal strife of fighting for power and profit, and what awaits the boar people is probably a long period of division and decay......

So after getting the promise that Don would not slaughter the captives, the boar people finally chose to lay down their arms...... It has to be said that the good reputation of the Minotaur people for attaching importance to commitment and loving peace has played a significant role.

However, what the boar people think is irrelevant. The battle is over, and the Minotaurs have once again won! Although this victory came with some twists and turns......

The strong rise of the Minotaur in recent years has made the Minotaur warriors familiar with many aftermath matters such as cleaning the battlefield and collecting the spoils of war over the years. And with the re-intervention of the main force of the Legion, which had already retreated to the outside of Razor's Canyon to build a defensive line, the speed of collecting the boar captives was greatly increased.

However, compared with these trivial matters, there is one more important thing waiting for Old Tang to deal with. Whether his strategic deployment can achieve results, and whether the plan formulated by Lao Tang can be implemented smoothly depends on Lao Tang's eloquence.......

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Inside Razor Canyon, under a huge hill on the way to Razor Heights.

The boar chieftain Calgar*, who was tied up by the tenacious velociraptor band, was staring at Don with his victorious smile with his fire-breathing eyes. From that resentful look, Old Tang could easily feel the bitter hatred of wanting to drink his blood and eat his "ròu". Old Tang had no doubt that if he gave the hero-level boar man shaman in front of him a chance, he would definitely be stripped of his skin and tendons, dismantled into eight pieces, and suffered all kinds of torture before dying in humiliation!

But will Old Tang give his prisoners of war this chance?

How can it be!

Ignoring the resentful eyes of Karga*'s stabbing ribs, Old Donald glanced at the boar man's iron-green face like the bottom of the pot, and said with a faint mockery: "Don't look at me with that kind of look, I know what you're thinking!" (Pure spoof) become a king or lose, you don't have to be unconvinced. ”

"Arrogant Minotaur, one day I'll make you pay! The humiliation you inflicted on the Boar People today will be repaid a thousand times over! You minotaur villains, thugs, murderers who invade our homeland will not end well! Always watch out for your..."

"Smack!"

As soon as Old Tang's words fell, the boarman shaman Karga Prick cursed viciously in a hoarse voice, but before her kind of loser's cliché was vented, Old Tang didn't leave the slightest emotion, and squatted down to shine on the boar man shaman is a slap in the face! A crisp slap sounded in this corner!

In anger, the old Tang who used too much force slapped the "chōu" that had been on the battlefield on the battlefield a few times. Under the heavy blow of 4∴ (8)0 (six)5, the right half of the face of Karga*, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, was swollen, and his already ugly face was even more difficult to see. The boar chieftain, who was stunned by the change, looked at the dozen or so bloody teeth on the ground for a moment, and then shouted in disbelief:

"You actually hit me? How dare you hit me! You filthy maggot, you ......"

"Smack!!

The answer to the hysterical swearing of the boar man shaman was another powerful slap in the face! This time, the left half of Calga*'s ribbed face was swollen like a steamed bun, and Old Don believed that even the closest person to the Chief of the Boar People would not recognize the old witch's current appearance!

"What dare I dare! Why wouldn't I dare! Remember who you are! Now you are my captive, and your life is in my thoughts! "Old Tang's face is 'sè' and 'yīn' is heavy, and a cold killing intent that makes people palpitate is locked on Calga*'s stabbing body!

"We, Shuharu, invaded your homeland? Don't forget, it's you boar-man robbers who started the dispute first! “

"You say we're murderers? Then I'll ask you properly! ”

"Three caravans! A total of 127 innocent Shuharu compatriots' "xìng" lives, who is responsible? ”

"Camp Taurazu! Who will resist the sacrifice of the three hundred and seventy-six warriors who died in your three sieges? ”

"Backwater Oasis! The four hundred and fourteen Shuharu Erlang were poisoned and attacked, and who will repay the blood debt of unwilling to die tragically? ”

“……”

"Is that you?"

"Can you afford it!!

A heavy bloody case suppressed in Old Tang's heart came from the mouth of the red-eyed Old Tang, and said that in the end, Old Tang was already roaring furiously, and the loud low roar shook Calga's ribs dizzy.

"Why don't you speak? Out of words? Not rampant anymore? I sue you, exterminating you boar people will not make up for our pain! Are we murderers? Are we thugs? Phew! Looking at the calm in front of him, he turned his head with a disdainful face, and the old witch Lao Tang, who was silent, spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on Calga*'s prickly face!

"You !!" Karga*, who was humiliated again, stared at him with round eyes, and hated to have to kill Old Tang with a single heart! With her noble status in the wild boar people, plus her status as a hero-level powerhouse, when has she ever received such humiliation! Under such a thorn "jī", the head is directly congested, trying to resist desperately!

"Sit down!" Quietly looking at this qiē soul walker Barasen * spirit hoof, he spit out two words indifferently. The next moment there was a wave of oppression from the patriarch of the boar people, Calga*'s thorny soul. Seriously injured, she was powerless to resist, so she was unwilling to give up the counterattack and sat down. It's just that the fierce eyes of those eyes are fiercely hateful to Old Tang.

"Don't take the tolerance of our Shuharu clan as your arrogant capital! Don't be a wicked person and want to earn sympathy, you don't deserve it! The old Tang, who had lost a lot of anger, said word by word with his cold appearance again.

In the face of Old Tang's rebuke and scolding, Calga suddenly smiled strangely, and said in that contemptuous tone;

"Since you hate me so much, why don't you kill me? Put away your fake acting skills, a superior person will be worried about 1,800 "xìng" lives? Hehehe......." Ignoring Old Don's flushed face with anger, the old witch continued in a disdainful tone;

"Tell me, what do you like about our boar people? I beg me in a low mood, maybe I'll give it to you generously if I'm in a good mood! At the end, Calga's ribs seemed to return to that high-minded, high-spirited face!

However, hearing these ridicules, Old Tang suppressed his anger and said coldly:

"Don't forget the situation of you boar people, you are now only my prisoners of war! If there's anything you guys want for me, I... I'll get it myself! Old Tang's words were loud, and in an instant, the so-called pride of the boar man shaman was shattered again.

"What exactly do you want?" The wild boar man shaman looked at the indifferent old Tang viciously and said through gritted teeth.

"Cannon fodder!" Old Tang spit out two words leisurely. "Boar Man cannon fodder!"

"Delusional!" Karga, who was the chief of the boar people, laughed angrily. "Give up your wishful thinking! Even if you kill me, even if we boar people fight with you to the last man, we won't let you succeed! You'd better let me go and pray for my mercy, or we boar people will leave you minotaurs dead without a place to bury!" The strength of our boar people is far beyond your imagination! ”

Hearing Calga's stinging clamour, Old Tang was not angry, but asked fearlessly:

"Yes, I remember the last battle in the Barren Lands, you boar people also suffered heavy losses, and there was not one out of 100,000 troops! Half of the Boar Man warriors "Jiāo" have been represented here in this battle! What are you going to fight with us Shuharu? Just by your weak and pitiful fighting power? Jokes, we minotaur warriors beat you five without the slightest pressure, believe it or not! ”

"Than high-end combat power? Except for you, the old witch of the hero level, I am not sure of victory, you can call out the others and try it! Let's see if I can clean it all up for you! If I can't kill any of them, I'm sorry for the Titan Force' name!" ”

The corners of Old Tang's mouth flashed with a sneer, it was not that Old Tang was arrogant, as far as the so-called eighth-order and ninth-order masters of the wild boar people, Old Tang didn't dare to say that one by one, all of them would be killed with one blow, and he dared to boast that no opponent in Haikou could survive five minutes under his hands!

"As for you, a hero, naturally there are hero-level masters to clean you up! There are four heroes in our Shuharu clan who have become famous alone! Not to mention taking three or four to kill you, just sending any one to clean you up is more than enough! Do you really think of yourself as a character? ”

"Fight us Shuharu, you boar people are not worthy!" After clarifying his analysis, Old Tang snorted disdainfully! If it weren't for the prestige of the Burning Legion, if it weren't for Old Don's attempt to minimize the sacrifice of his compatriots in Shuharu, he would really be too lazy to bother with these wild boar people cannon fodder!

"All the giant boar cavalry! Those more than 10,000 strange-looking boar warriors! Plus two ordinary boar-man warriors! ”

"That's the cannon fodder configuration I requested! It doesn't matter if I'm a thief or a bī, even if you say I'm crazy! I'm going to set the wild boar man cannon fodder! And your opposition makes no sense! Old Don made an expressionless explosion that was enough to hurt the boar man's vitality and make Calga*'s heart hurt to the point of dripping blood, and regardless of the old witch's reaction, he turned and walked towards the soldiers of the legion, who were regrouping.

"That's right!" After taking a few steps, Old Tang's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Calga*, who was constantly cursing, "This time, you boar people will 'fight side by side' with us!" ”

"And our enemies ...... It's the Burning Legion! ”

Old Tang's footsteps did not stop at all, and behind Old Tang's tall and burly body, the curse of the boar chieftain came to an abrupt end......

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"And our enemies ...... It's the Burning Legion! ”

Don's last words were like a hammer struck hard at Karga*'s heart, causing her angry cursing to come to an abrupt end.

The Burning Legion's terrifying strength and prestige, coupled with its crazy will to destroy the "hún" and "luàn" that destroyed a qiē, it is a well-deserved public enemy of Azeroth!

Speaking of which, the hatred between the boar people and the Burning Legion is no more than that of the ancestor of any race of the Boar People, the immortal and the wild boar demigod Agamagan, who died on the battlefield against the invasion of the Burning Legion 10,000 years ago! Compared to this hatred, the contradictions and struggles between the wild boar and the minotaur are really not worth mentioning......

In Azeroth, ancestors and faith are things that the vast majority of races would rather forsake than protect. A race like a centaur that can commit patricide is absolutely unique, and it is spurned by others! As the ancestor and patron saint of the boar people, Agamagan is to the Minotaur what Mother Earth is to the Minotaur in the minds of the boar people!

Throwing such a bombshell as the Burning Legion, Old Tang is not worried that the boar man will not obey!

Even if the boar man Karga * Thorn is unwilling to obstruct it, as long as those lower-level boar people know about the Burning Legion's invasion again, for the honor of his ancestors and patron saints, Old Tang believes that there will be enough boar man cannon fodder to temporarily join the Minotaur sequence and start a bloody battle with the demons!

It has to be said that sometimes "for the glory of the ancestors!" This sentence is definitely a good tiger skin!

What's more, even if the wild boar people have fallen and lost their fighting spirit and blood, Old Tang is not worried! The winner of this battle is the Minotaur! The lives of those wild boar people captives are still in the hands of Old Tang, and it is not all the Minotaur who wants them to have the final say!

Swallowing the "ròu" in his stomach, Old Tang has no habit of spitting it out!!

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On the empty and desolate barren land, the victorious army of the dragon wrestling is hurrying in the scorching afternoon sun.

In addition to eliminating more than 20,000 ordinary boar man warriors with low combat effectiveness who remained in Razor Canyon, it can be regarded as leaving a little blood for the descendants of the immortal demigod Aga Magan, and the remaining boar man prisoners of war have become trophies of the legion!

When they were defeated, they were depressed one by one, and they didn't have "jīng" to pick, and they wanted frosted eggplants...... However, this at least reduced the number of troubles for the soldiers of the Legion......

Tens of thousands of captives, including the giant boar cavalry and the mutated boar warriors, who had good combat effectiveness, were also closely escorted by the minotaur warriors to follow the large army. The weapons were confiscated, the shackles were sturdy, the ropes were sturdy to restrict movement, and the thousands of Harpy bombardment troops and the 4,000 Minotaur hunters were deterred, and the boar men did not make any noise along the way.

Putting the matter of the wild boar people's cannon fodder behind him for the time being, Old Don, who was at the forefront of the line with the horseman's horns, was busy with another "important matter......

Wind Sword!

At the most critical stage of this battle, Old Tang made a heroic throw of the blessed soul, so that the wind sword that accompanied him crossed was a powerful blow of the heroic shaman who mobilized the power of the elements! The tyrannical lightning and thunder did not destroy this "fake", on the contrary, the wind sword that swallowed the monstrous thunder power seemed to have inadvertently undergone a beneficial change!

Looking at the huge body of the wind sword in his hand, which was still extremely sharp, Old Tang was carefully feeling the difference between this murder weapon and the previous one......

On the wide sword body, thunder flashed! Isn't it a few dazzling purple "sè" arcs that wrap around the gap between the two blades! Whenever Old Tang wielded this murder weapon vigorously, a terrible wind and thunder rolled in. There was even a small tornado with the power of lightning, whistling out along the blade! A huge rock the size of half a brute horn was even wrapped around this small tornado with the glow of fine lightning, and after a few moments, the surface was cut by the wind blade into a dense small gap, and the surface was also scorched black by the arc.

In order to test the sword, the large and small rocks in the wasteland along the way can be regarded as suffering from unwarranted disasters......

As the sun gradually set in the west, they marched all the way against the scorching sun for an afternoon and wrestled with the dragons, and finally set up camp after entering the giant wilderness.

And after an afternoon of trial and error, Old Tang finally cleared the gratifying change of the fake wind sword in his hand!

The evening sun reflects the barren land obliquely, stretching the shadows of all things long. Outside the 'mén' of the Legion's marching camp, Don Sr. is engaged in a battle with the old man Gundrew who is surrounded by a thick blessed totem pole and Bane*Bloodhoof, who wields a giant warhammer world smasher.

Along the way, although Lao Tang had done a lot of tests on the wind sword after the lightning strike, it was all dead after all! In order to test the effectiveness of those beneficial changes of the wind sword in actual combat, Old Tang brought these two fighters as sparring partners.

The exchange didn't last long.

Now Bane*Bloodhoof, who only has seventh-order strength, only lasted a few minutes and was defeated, and the old man Kendrand only supported him for an extra quarter of an hour, and this was still the result of Old Tang deliberately suppressing his own strength!

And after the discussion, Lao Tang was really happy to feel the difference between his fake wind sword and the previous and its efficacy in battle! After that earth-shattering baptism of thunder and lightning, Lao Tang's "fake" seems to be ...... It's advanced!

Vaguely, Old Tang seemed to have discovered some clues and inspiration, but this feeling disappeared in a flash......

But just as Old Tang was frowning and thinking carefully, he suddenly felt a little abnormal movement in the magic backpack on his waist. As soon as he pulled it out, a blood-red "sè" "jīng" beauty badge appeared in Lao Tang's hand...... At the moment, this badge is hot! www. T