"Thirty degrees in elevation, the god of war guards the star position, shoot!" Fan Di stood on Easter's shoulder, no longer the scholar of the past, and roared like a murderous general of a hundred battles: "No. 3 trebuchet shoot, smash them to death for me!" Stone these damned humans, dare to run to Uncle Fan Di's territory and scatter wild, and smash them to death for me! ”

Tatar and Wren watched the battle with their eyes wide open, incredulously observing.

"Catapults 5 to 7, three volleys, smash them to death, hahahahaha, the god Kakaru is on top, for the glory of the barbarians!" As if he had forgotten his race, the little old man Fan Di danced and commanded the dwarves who operated the trebuchets.

A dwarf standing on a tree with a monocular shouted: "Master Fan Di, hit, the incendiary bomb of the No. 2 trebuchet hit the carriage, an old guy was killed on the spot, and another white-bearded old man was rescued, but his face was also covered with blood, and it is estimated that he will not live long." ”

"Hahahaha! The glory of Kakaru is everywhere! Fan Di looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Lao Tzu knows that those mallet magicians must be hiding in the carriage at the back, smashing you bastard, let you command Lao Tzu every day, you deserve it!" ”

Gonzalez's eyes were a little dark, and he felt that the Terrans had produced such scum as Fan Di, and they could be regarded as blood mold.

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Sokas's face grew longer and darker.

One of the three trebuchets had been scrapped due to continuous work, but Camp Bloodhoof remained intact.

Not to mention smashing it, it didn't even break through the periphery of the Beast Forest.

At first, when the first boulder was smashed over, a boulder was also smashed into the Bloodhoof camp as an interception.

I have to say that the barbarians of the wasteland are bold, not only smashing a boulder for interception, but also attaching another boulder.

The boulder that smashed over was not only bigger than his own, but also faster than his own.

Many soldiers of the legion were caught off guard, and the smashed people flipped on their backs.

Before he could figure out why the other side also had large war tools, the Bloodhoof camp flew out one by one as if it didn't cost a lot of money, and all of them landed on the heads of the legionnaires with unmistakable accuracy.

You must know that trebuchets are a tool of war, more than 300 yards, and there is no accuracy at all, and it is generally a deterrent to smash, but it is not very lethal, unless a geometrician calculates the angle and throws it at the enemy who is in a pile.

But these boulders that flew out of the Bloodhoof camp were like eyes, not only flying high, but also smashing hard, smashing accurately, there was no place to hide, and in just a short time, at least hundreds of legionnaires were lost.

The most gassy thing is that there is one tied to burn. The boulder of the bottle smashed directly into a carriage at the rear of the legion, and after smashing it, it exploded, and the explosion was still burning.

When Sokas heard the news, he almost fell to his head.

The Holy See sent two Holy See mages to fight with him this time, just to play a suppressive role, and this magic was not released, so he directly stoned one to death, and the other also smashed half a life.

If you intercept the magic, I won't say anything, I'll resign myself to my fate.

You can also stop the trebuchet, and I don't bother to think about it, because I have accepted my fate.

The question is, are your trebuchets throwing stones? Who has ever seen a stone that explodes and catches fire?

Sokas was a little suspicious that there were barbarian spies around him, or why did he just kill a magician by accident with that burning stone?

"Rush me! Knights rush me! Sokas threw away his helmet and rushed out with the Iron Rider under his crotch.

He thought it was better to rush as soon as possible, if he didn't fight for a while, he probably didn't even have the confidence to continue fighting.

At this time, the old Zack in the Blooddrop camp was doing battle mobilization, which was also the tradition he followed with Allen's tradition of mobilizing before each battle to boost morale.

"Brothers! The blindless fellows of the Holy See are rushing over! Old Zack rolled his hands and shouted: "When they rush over, them hard for me, don't kill them if you can cripple them, remember, it's better to break their legs, your chief Brother Allen said, it's not cost-effective to kill them, just cripple them." ”

Cologne, who was next to him, also pretended to raise the giant sword in his hand and shouted, "Your chief is not here, but our Bloodhoof Tribe is still the first tribe of the wasteland!" Prove it to your chiefs! ”

"Kill them!" More than a hundred warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe shouted in unison: "The god of war is above, for the glory of the chief." ”

"Remember them all!" Cologne then shouted, "What do we rely on now, one, it's money, two, it's money, three, it's money." Those wasteland bears refuse to lose weight, the remaining steel is armed with them, the tribal steel is out of stock, let's cripple the mongrels of the Holy See, and when your chief returns, let him exchange us for steel, equipment, and food! ”

"Look at those poor ghosts!" Cologne pointed his sword at the back of the camp and the warriors of the three tribes shouted: "These idiots of the other tribes want nothing, why can we fight, they are just there watching, because they are poor, and they can't afford to wear poor pants, so they wrap up a beast skin, it's really a shame for the barbarians!" ”

Tatar's face darkened suddenly, and he thought to himself: It seems that you are a native barbarian, and besides, the children of that tribe have worn pants since birth?

Bloodthirsty Billy lifted his fur skirt a little unnaturally, his face slightly red.

The soldiers of the three major tribes of innocent lying guns feel that they are really looking for trouble, how good it is to wear animal skins and crawling lice all over their own tribes, and what kind of call to fight is to run to this makes people be buried in various ways when Nima negative teaching materials are buried, it is really a cheap bone!

"So, if you can be crippled or killed, wait for ransom! Do you understand? After Cologne yelled, he pointed at Johnny the giant axe not far away and shouted, "See that stupid.bno, just like you chieftain did to cripple him, do you understand?" ”

"Understood! Cripple them! The Bloodhoof raised their weapons and shouted, "For ransom, kill them!" ”

Johnny the Axe's eyes were on the verge of fire, and if it weren't for Easter standing nearby, he would have gone up and killed Cologne right away.

Now Cologne is also inflated, if you want to change it to a few months ago, don't say that you blatantly bury Johnny, even if you see Johnny in the Great Wasteland, you have to run around, but there is no way, the Bloodhoof Camp is not what it used to be, let alone Johnny, and the Lion Tribe is not the opponent of the Bloodhoof Camp.

"Storm Bear out of the way! After blocking the cavalry onslaught, my brothers beat them to death, driving wolves and beasts to besiege the fighting warriors! Old Zach burst out, "Cologne saw the magic power of the other party and signaled the griffin dwarves to burn them." Brothers, give it to me! ”

More than 100 Bloodhoof people, led by Zack Sr. and Cologne, rushed out of the Bloodhoof camp and slaughtered the Iron Rider Legion, the former enemy!

Old Zack rode on the giant clawed tree that swayed left and right, and saw Sokas at a glance, and all the battle intent in his whole body instantly surged up.

Sokas, who was riding a galloping iron horseman, finally saw the bloodhoof warrior rush out of the camp, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As long as you dare to come out, the iron cavalry on the plain can praise you!

When thirty badland bears in plate armor and big bellies rushed out, Sokath's sneer turned into a cold smile.

When he saw the griffon dwarf flying out after him, Sokas's smile turned into a miserable laugh.

When more than a hundred barbarian warriors armed to the teeth appeared, weapons held high, Sokas's miserable laughter turned to tears.

And when Esther, who had finally driven the wolves out, appeared, Sokas had already begun to scold, he felt that he had been tricked, and that he had been tricked by Manstein, the Great Chief of the Wasteland.

Don't they all say that barbarians are the most realistic? Then why did Manstein find a messenger to intercede with the western diocese, hoping to let the bloodhoof tribe get rid of it.

But looking back now, Sokas thinks that Manstein is indeed a real person, and he may not be able to bear to see the Iron Horse Legion being beaten into dogs by the Bloodhoof Tribe, so he pleaded so tactfully。。。。。。。。。。。。

Easter may have seen that the enemy was too far away, and he didn't bother to shout the word, so he directly summoned five earth giants.

This time, even Rooney and Cherke felt that they had been tricked by Manstein.

Sokas finally understood why the three major tribes did not besiege the Iron Rider Legion at the same time, because it is estimated that they were only here to watch the battle, to watch how the Bloodhoof Tribe beat the Iron Horse Legion.

And at this time, Cherke suddenly regretted it a little.

Because he had just made a promise to meet this so-called Wood Magister for a while.

Now he looked at the five earth-based elemental giants, and finally felt that he finally had a reason to refute Rooney, because this was a wood-based magister, this was clearly a wood-based earth-based dual-system archmage, and looking at the other party's ten-meter-tall physique, it was estimated that it was also counted as a demonic martial arts dual cultivator.

It is estimated that with that physique, ordinary wulong knights can't bear three punches and two kicks!