The luxurious battle lineup that the Bloodhoof Tribe instantly revealed not only made the three tribes of the same clan look sideways, but also made the warriors of the Iron Horse Beast Legion of Sokas completely stunned.

Is this still a barbarian warrior on his bare shoulders?

Where are the barbarians who once relied on a few giant beasts to open the way, and a group of barbarians who rushed up after them with a roar?

Are these barbarian warriors with neat and well-defined movements still the barbarian warriors who once swarmed up and then were broken by each one?

Countless human knights felt that even the last Pure Land Savage Ancient Plain in the Saint Cassis Continent had begun to be full of cunning and intrigue.

Even the winds blowing in the Great Wasteland are full of malice。。。。。。

Countless boulders in the Bloodhoof camp were smashed, and this was a long-range suppression.

The griffin dwarves in the air kept throwing explosive burning vials one after another, disrupting the rhythm of the knights' impact, which was a high-altitude tactical harassment.

The squad leader in charge of the command in the legion just burst out of fighting spirit in the last second, and the next second he was pierced through the throat by several demon-breaking feather arrows that shimmered with elemental luster, which was a medium and long-range fixed-point sniper.

The five Earth Elemental Giants were constantly shortening the defensive line, which was the range of the Knight's impact.

Before they could rush to the enemy camp, the knights of the Iron Horse Beast had been completely disrupted from the rhythm of the charge, and in such a short period of time, at least hundreds of knights had been lost.

Sokas gritted his teeth and used his shield to block a feathered arrow infused with magical power, and his heart was shocked, he hadn't even seen where the black hand archer was.

He thought of many possibilities for a moment, but when he saw the feathered arrows on the shield that were still shaking slightly, he overturned all speculations.

The water magic on the feather arrow has slowly dissipated, and the ability of this magical element to be temporarily blessed can only be done by magicians, but because of the timeliness of magic, it can't be maintained for long, unless it 。。。。。。。。。。。

"Magic Archer!" Sokas sweated profusely when he thought of this possibility.

He remembered that when the feathered arrow flew in, it seemed as if he had been stared at by an unseen hungry wolf at his throat, and he knew the sensation of being locked by a magical gaze.

However, Pan Continent had never heard of a magic archer who could shoot such a long distance, and he was already very sure that he had indeed been locked by the magic gaze just now.

However, most of the magic archers are from the elven family, and they have never heard of any class other than magicians who can use magic to lock on.

With an eye-locked elven archer? Sokas thought it might as well be realistic for a dragon with a dwarven head to suddenly appear in front of him.

"Whoosh!" Another magic feather arrow brushed his face, and not far away, a knight carrying a battle flag fell on his back with a feathered arrow in his throat.

An incredible image suddenly appeared in Sokas's mind, a cowardly old man wearing magical robes, supported by a barbarian, tremblingly pulled up a huge strong bow, infused the arrow with magic power, locked on the enemy in the distance with his magical gaze, and then pulled the strong bow to the full moon。。。。。。。。。。。

Sokas suddenly wanted to order a retreat, there were too many incredible things in front of him, too many things that he couldn't understand.

The Bloodhoof Tribe's incredible ranged strikes, both in number and accuracy, are unheard of and unseen.

But it was too late, and the knights he led had already entered the best time to charge, and they were less than a hundred yards away from the Bloodhoof warriors.

"Speed up the charge!" Sokas yelled, "Disrupt their formation. ”

After shouting, Sokas could now see the Bloodhoof warrior's face clearly.

It was an expressionless face, and only a pair of eyes eager for blood seemed to prove that they were still flesh-and-blood barbarian warriors.

Sokas's heart was a little tight, because the warrior of the bloodhoof was too calm, and the composure was terrifying.

The mounts under the crotch of the knights of the Iron Horse Legion are all iron-hoofed giant horses carefully maintained by the Holy See, and they run with amazing momentum, even if a barbarian with half-petrified skin is hit by a giant horse that sprints with all his strength, it is inevitable that he will be shocked out of internal injuries, ranging from broken bones to broken internal organs, and no accident will lose combat effectiveness in a short time.

In the past, when the Holy See was crusading against the tribes of the wasteland, this kind of iron-hoofed giant horse charged in a group, just against the strong barbarians, and it was tried and tested.

In order to reduce the wear and tear of the mounts, he deliberately covered the horses with a layer of chain armor.

He had just lost a hundred knights to griffon dwarves and ranged strikes on the way, but there were still hundreds of knights behind him.

The best plain terrain for the charge, the best charge distance, Sokas couldn't understand why he had an inexplicable palpitation.

Perhaps it was the overly calm faces of the Bloodhoof warriors, and Sokas tried to concentrate on the upsetting and unsearchable answer.

The warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe were all real people, and they quickly handed over an answer that satisfied Sokas.

The Bloodhoof people, who formed the human wall, drew a giant shield from their backs in unison, and fiercely stuck the door-like giant shield on the ground, firmly pressing their strong shoulders against the inside of the shield.

The moment the Bloodhoof Clan's strong shoulders pressed against the shield, the Iron Hoof Giant Horse also crashed into the door-like giant shield.

Countless knights felt that the world was spinning at that moment, and before they could feel the momentary pause caused by the strong impact, their bodies had already flown forward.

And in the next second, they were surrounded by dozens of giant wolves, and their sharp fangs pierced the throats of these knights.

Most of the knights, who are very skilled in riding, pull the reins at the slightest moment, and the iron-hoofed giant horse man rises, and then, there is no more.

Because the door-like giant shield popped out more than a dozen spikes after being impacted, piercing the belly of the giant horse.

When the giant horse fell to the ground with a bang, most of them struggled twice and then completely lost their breath.

Before the knights who were thrown to the ground could draw their guns, the mace with the thick deadbolt of the door slammed into their knees.

If Eren were here, he would definitely have the dwarves open a crutch workshop right away, and then make a lot of money, and definitely not worry about sales.

Sokas's face was already covered with cold sweat, and almost all of the hundreds of elite knights under his command who had won a hundred battles were lying on the ground holding their knees and wailing, and even dozens of unlucky ghosts flew out directly before they had time to pull the reins, and were bitten through the throat by dozens of giant wolves.

Maybe the Iron Horse Beast Legion under his command is not as good as the Earth Walking Dragon Legion that he once led, but it can be regarded as a top elite army on the mainland, he suddenly thought in horror, maybe even if the Earth Walking Dragon Legion and the Iron Horse Beast Legion are tied together, they may not be able to easily break through the defense line of the Bloodhoof Camp.

The wurm iron rider under Sokas's crotch had a good body to resist beatings, and it actually passed through the giant shield wall and spikes.

The two bloodhoof warriors were directly knocked into the air under the collision of the earth-based iron horseman, and the steel giant shield was also broken in two because it could not withstand the strong impact.

Sokas, who had broken through the giant shield formation, finally breathed a sigh of relief, he believed that the three ascetics who followed him would tear a bigger breakthrough, as long as the infantry soldiers in the rear could keep up, and he killed Bloodhoof Zack again, and the scales of victory would definitely tilt like him.