Chapter 037: Blowing Up the Mountain and Destroying the Enemy

After penetrating the array of white-armored spirit pigs, Qian Wuwu did not stop all the way, leading the soldiers to rush and fight fiercely, until he drove all the wild boar people off Qingshan Gang, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment when the pressure receded, the physical exhaustion suddenly welled up.

Qian Wuwu, whose shoulders were sore and his chest was numb, appeared in the valley, and a group of wild boar people drove up again, and he immediately ordered his soldiers to form a formation and prepare to meet the enemy, but the war horse under his seat suddenly tilted his body and fell down.

"Damn it!"

After jumping off the white horse, Qian Wuwucai appeared on the belly of the mount, which was a blur of flesh and blood, and he immediately pulled out the knight's pennant from behind the horse and held it in his hand.

"Where the hell did this damn girl run away?"

"My lord, please change horses!" Zhang Goudan, who was covered in blood, leaned over and jumped off the warhorse.

Qian Wuwu turned around and looked, his attendant cavalry were all wounded, and the war horses were even more tired, these ordinary pack horses with almost no bloodline of demonic beasts were not suitable for continuous combat at all.

Whether it's cavalry or horses, their physical strength has reached their limits.

"It's okay, wait until we defeat the enemy!" As he spoke, Qian Wuwu handed the knight's pennant to Zhang Goudan.

"Defeat the enemy on foot!" The moment Zhang Goudan took the battle flag, he shouted.

The soldiers in the back were a little worried when they saw the knight dismount, but such an indignant roar aroused their ambition to win.

At the moment when the soldiers were arrayed, Qian Wuwu gently brushed the position on his chest, the surface of the inferior plate armor was no longer bright, and the scratches were mottled, there were potholes everywhere, and there was a huge depression in the left shoulder.

The broken metal had pierced the skin, and the blood was bleeding.

Before the war, Qian Wuwu had already put all the accumulated experience into the main job, and was promoted to level 18, at this moment, seeing the savings in the experience slot, he jumped to the 4o5 point of cutting value again, so the 4oo point experience was once again integrated into the main role of the warrior.

The pinnacle of militia fighters, 1v19 is in front of you.

"With 8oo experience, you can officially take office, and a real warrior will not be so vulnerable." Qian Wuwu, who squinted his eyes, scanned the enemy formation and calculated the number of experience he could gain by killing the enemy.

At this moment, the white-armored wild boar under Qingshan Gang also lined up in formation, and several squadron leaders wearing Beamon-style red tasseled helmets were making melodious and orderly pig hums to boost morale.

A blood-red mist, rising from the banner of the black pig's head, quickly merged into the front row of the boar people, and in the roar, nearly ten elite wild boar people in white armor held high the totem pole and trotted up in the roaring sky.

"God, the leader of these boar people's brigade is actually a shaman!"

Qian Wuwu squinted, and saw Li Pojun with a surprised face, and he snorted coldly: "It's just an inaugural shaman, this low-level bloodthirsty technique, at best, covers the members of a team, and the increase in ** strength will not exceed 4o." ”

When Li Pojun heard this, his mouth opened wider: "Isn't it, it's so powerful!?" ”

"Is there any news from Cai Xiaobai?" Qian Wuwu, who had been prepared, was not worried, but he was dissatisfied with the grinding mage group Yan zhòng.

"It's not ...... yet," Zhang Goudan sighed behind him.

"Don't wait for them, Li Pojun, you take this, and when you see my battle flag flashing red, you will tear open this scroll and blow up the mountain." Qian Wuwu stuffed the yellow paper roll into Li Pojun's hand and pointed to a boulder sticking obliquely out of the top of the mountain.

"Yes!" When Li Pojun heard that he could blow up mountains and rocks, he was immediately overjoyed.

In the face of the surging advancing wild boar people, Qian Wuwu chose to temporarily avoid the edge, he first ordered the miscellaneous soldiers to retreat to the hillside on the south side of Qingshan Gang, and then stopped calmly, while pressing the formation, waiting for the troops to form a formation under the steep cliff.

And at the rear of the army formation of the white-armored spirit pig, the deputy captain of the black-maned brigade, the young boar-man shaman Finilus, frowned slightly, and he muttered, "The human race actually retreated? It's also better for the faint-hearted to clean up. ”

The banner of the wild boar people's brigade slowly pressed down with the phalanx of the white-armored spirit pig, and the miscellaneous army under the command of Qian Wuwu took orderly steps, crossed their knights, and leaned under the cliff.

In the face of the white-armored spirit pig with an average level in the 1v25 area, no matter how big Qian Wuwu is, he does not dare to use miscellaneous soldiers of the same strength to shake it.

He tilted his head slightly, and saw Li Pojun's figure on the mountain.

At this time, the large army had retreated to the bottom of the cliff, Qian Wuwu turned around and said to Zhang Goudan on his side: "Give me the pennant, now, all the cavalry obey my orders and trot forward, target: cliff!" ”

"Cliff?" Zhang Goudan, who was rushing in the direction of the boar man, was stunned, but after confirming the lord's order, he handed over the knight's pennant, immediately turned his horse's head and led the team to trot.

Qian Wuwu stopped alone in front of the wild boar people, and the knight's pennant fluttering in the wind shone brightly.

"Human, you are alone, is this to surrender?" The boar-man's shaman, Finillo, laughed, and the air spirit spread his voice out, echoing his taunts throughout the battlefield.

"Stupid pig of the Blackmane Clan, I give you a chance to surrender with dignity now!" Qian Wuwu's shout rushed through the valley like thunder, completely obscuring Finnilu's voice.

Qian Wuwu's reply made Finnilu furious, and he roared angrily at that time: "If you don't surrender, you will die!" Attack all of them, bring me back this idiot's head. ”

Stimulated by the bloodthirsty mist, the white-armored spirit pig screamed and charged.

Qian Wuwu suddenly raised the knight's pennant in his hand, and the bright red light rose into the sky, while he himself stood in front of the wild boar man's charge, not dodging or dodging, allowing those pigs' heads to approach quickly.

Finilo looked at the human knight who was inadequate, the corners of his mouth were full of disdainful smiles, and his mind even began to think about how to specifically distribute military merits after the war, and how to invite merit and reward.

But at this moment, an earth-shattering thunder came from the top of the mountain.

Thundered! Thundered!

The earth, rocks, and sediment were sprinkled like a tide, and a huge block with a side length of 30 meters burst down, and countless gravel the size of a millstone were counted, and the southern slope of Qingshan Gang became a desperate situation of landslides and ground cracks.

Shaman Finilu's mouth opened to the limit, and when he looked at the human knight standing proudly again, the mockery in his heart was gone, and in the midst of his anger, there was a trace of admiration - the brave who dared to sacrifice themselves were true heroes.

But in the next moment, Finillo's admiration vanished, and endless anger turned to the sky.

Finillo watched as Qian Wuwu became an afterimage, and escaped on the eve of the torrent of earth and rock.

"Damn human knight, I'm going to kill you cunning!"

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