Since the appearance of the Bloodhoof Tribe, the Great Pope and Albert have risen into the air, so they can observe the direction of the battle more intuitively than others.

Because of this, Albert could not deny that since the beginning of the war, all the Terran soldiers have fought bloody for several days, which is not as lethal as the Bloodhoof tribe in an hour.

When the Bloodhoof Tribe offered to seconded the griffons, the Grand Pope and Albert were puzzled.

However, the formation of a formed air force is simply a joke.

Although griffons can carry tens of kilograms, griffon riders are hard to find.

Not to mention the petite size, it also has to be strictly trained, and if it flies low, it will be sniped by archers, which is no different from a live target, and when it flies high, the wind in the air makes people unable to open their eyes at all.

Later, at Orpheus's suggestion, the Great Pope sent all the griffons of all his allies and major dioceses to the Bloodhoof Tribe.

After that, the Bloodhoof tribe asked for a lot of spirits.

At that time, the Grand Pope Hachas also understood that the role of the griffin may be to airdrop and burn. Bottle.

But they couldn't figure out how to ensure the position of the throw at such a high distance.

Now all the confusion is solved.

The plain dwarf is petite and wears goggles, which perfectly solves the problem of weight and strong winds.

The body was also tightly tied to the griffin's body, and the dwarves only threw and burned. Bottles won't.

As for ensuring the exact location of the throw, the Bloodhoof Tribe didn't think about it at all.

A thousand griffons, just bombarded in turns.

And the griffin does not need to be specially trained, as long as there is a navigator, it can fly according to the designated flight path.

The only thing the dwarves of the plains need to do is to throw and burn. Bottle!

The Grand Pope shook his head and said, "The way the Bloodhoof Chief thinks about the problem and the solution has to be said to be really amazing. ”

Albert also asked with some concern at this time: "The elemental shielding circle has been broken, why don't we go and help the Bloodhoof Tribe?" ”

The Grand Pope shook his head and said, "Chief Bloodhoof is not a fool, he should have expected this situation a long time ago, it is rumored that the Bloodhoof Warriors are unparalleled, at this moment, I would like to see it." ”

Albert didn't seem to care, looked down and looked down, but it was okay not to look at it, but after looking at it, he was completely dumbfounded.

Even the Grand Pope was slightly pale, staring at the ground without blinking.

No wonder they were shocked, even the high-ranking members of the Great Chief Tribe, as well as the Khacas and other Terran generals, were all dumbfounded.

Because this way of fighting in front of them that they had never seen or heard of before led them to shock.

It's not that the lethality is huge, and it's not how accurate the damage range is, but it's Tai Nima's magnanimity.

They have seen medium- and short-range suppression, and they have also seen long-range suppression, but this kind of indiscriminate blind suppression at a huge cost and consumption of countless strategic materials, but just to cover a small army to penetrate alone, is the first time they have seen it.

Those huge catapults and siege engines bombarded the two wings of the Bloodhoof warriors indiscriminately, and the boulders thrown out were still tied and burning. bottles, as well as countless shards of steel.

Just a piece of steel tied to a stone can make several armor pairs.

But all the Bimon warriors who rushed towards the center from both sides had to be bombarded with boulders one after another, and then burned. After the bottle explodes, the steel fragments fly away, killing and indiscriminately killing enemies.

The Titan Air Regiment took to the skies again and they did not carry the burning. bottles, but divided into two teams, led by the navigator, pulled out their hands. The crossbow, hovering over the heads of the warriors, presses and fires arrows on both sides.

Those crossbow arrows, all made of steel, were extremely penetrating, and these dwarves, not aiming at all, just put them indiscriminately, just to suppress them, as if they were not releasing steel crossbow arrows, but weeds everywhere.

The orc warriors who were lucky enough to pass through the boulder bombardment were named one by one by the dwarves above the griffin with crossbow arrows.

The dwarves were not on the right track, and dozens of dwarves had to aim at one to hit an enemy.

The beast elves followed behind the tribal warriors, focusing on enemies who could get within three hundred yards of the tribal warriors.

At the forefront of the warriors of the Bloodhoof Tribe are twenty-five steel puppets, whose sole duty is to charge, charge, charge, charge, and charge, without stopping.

A hundred tribal warriors ran behind the shield with their shoulders on their shoulders, and even if an orc was less than a few meters away from them, they would not fight back, but just run until they reached the predetermined place.

Albert's eyes glazed over, Albert asked, "Those steel puppets, catapults, griffin dwarves, and even those archers and beast elves are just to cover the lone penetration of a hundred tribal warriors?" ”

The Grand Pope nodded.

"Why?" Albert couldn't figure it out: "It can cause a wide range of damage, why just mess around?" ”

The Grand Pope said with a pensive expression, "To cover the Bloodhoof Chief and the hundred warriors behind him!" ”

"Bloodhoof Tribe, what a magnanimity!" Albert exclaimed with heartfelt admiration.

The Grand Pope's face was a little embarrassed, and he said in an unnatural tone: "That steel... It was Hachath who had been transported from the Holy Light Fort to the Bloodhoof Tribe a few days ago. ”

Albert: "。。。。。。。。。。。 ”

It's no wonder that all that precious steel was consumed by the Bloodhoof Tribe at one time, and the feelings are all fucking sponsored by our Holy See!

Allen on the ground, wearing dragon scale armor, inspired the barbarian war ring to raise the sledgehammer horizontally, and led the tribe's elite warriors to run forward and rush forward.

This reminded Eren of his days as a mercenary at Blackwater before the time travel.

At that time, he was leading a team to carry out a decapitation mission in the rear of a rebel army in South Africa, but because of intelligence errors, the team he led was also exposed, and he had no choice but to carry out a ground attack.

At that time, there was UH-60 Black Hawk cover in the air, and the combined forces were suppressed by artillery fire, and the ears were full of roaring explosions, even if the rebels were numerous, they were beaten and could not raise their heads, let alone approach themselves.

At this time, the griffin dwarves, like the UH-60 Black Hawk helicopters, were unfortunately not on target, but their numbers made up for this disadvantage.

The beast elves on the rear wings were like the best snipers, but if they came within three hundred yards of them, they would be shot through the brain.

The boulders thrown from the catapults operated by the giants were bound to countless burns. Bottles and shards of polished steel smashed to the ground like cannonballs.

And the twenty-five steel puppets are more flexible and changeable than the tanks of the previous life, and the volume and tonnage are also larger, which is more suitable for charging.

"Joint operations!" As Alan ran, he looked at the Beamon orcs who had swooped down on him like the sea.

Fifteen hundred yards, 1,000 yards, 500 yards, Alan finally saw his goal.

Prince of the Blood Lion, and Huron, the Dragon Knight of the Earth!

In the middle of the two sides, there were nearly a hundred lion and tiger janissaries and more than twenty priests.

And the Blood Lion Prince also has a guard of nearly 100 people, and all of them are some main battle races, such as the Bell Bears, the Orephine Elephant Warriors, and the Crocodile Warriors.

The Blood Lion Prince, drawing his sword and pointing it directly at Allen, gritted his teeth and roared, "Kill!" ”

The Guards and the Lion and Tiger Princes drew their weapons and pounced on the warriors of the Bloodhoof Tribe.

The priests began to chant war songs, spreading their halos onto the Bimon warriors.

And Alan held up the sledgehammer and shouted, "Spread them all out and kill them for me!" ”

With that, Alan leaped high and smashed the head of a tiger prince with a hammer, charging at Huront.

The tribal warriors put down their tower shields, held crossbows in their left hands and standard weapons in their right hands, shouted the name of the god of war and began to rush to kill.

The Lion Tiger Prince's body has the blood of the royal family, and his body is more agile and stronger than the main battle orc race, and it is no exaggeration to say that a Lion Tiger Prince can effortlessly knock down a barbarian warrior, and even compete with a second-order fighting warrior without falling behind.

But this time, their opponent was not an ordinary barbarian warrior.

Rather, it is an elite warrior with bloody hooves who has undergone Allen's devilish training, one in a hundred, and is armed to the teeth.

Among the 80,000 barbarians, only a hundred of them were fortunate enough to wear the full body armor of dragon scales with extremely high double resistance.

Of the 80,000 barbarians, only 100 are proficient in portable crossbows and triangular crossbows. The use of military thorns.

Among the 80,000 barbarians, there are only these 100 people who have understood more than ten kinds of battle formation coordination.

Nearly 100 Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guards happened to be lucky enough to meet these 100 people.

The main battle race in the Blood Lion Prince's Guard pounced on the twenty-five steel puppets, and only these huge main battle races could stop the steel puppets.

Nearly a hundred liger and tiger guards also rushed towards the tribal warriors with a variety of weapons held high.

Babylon the Great pulled the horned python from its neck, smirked and threw it out.

When it comes to beating the war beast that sacrifices to the Demon Pet or Beamon, Babylon the Great would rather run away than use the horned python, because he knows that if this broken snake is coaxed, there is a 99% chance that he will escape.

But beating a group of Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guards who were about the same size as him, Babylon the Great knew that the horned python should still be reliable.

The horned python, which had become larger, threw a row of liger janissaries with one tail, and Babylon the Great and the tribal warriors shot a row of ordinary crossbow arrows, buckled their armor and met the liger Praetorian Guard.

The warriors didn't go out of their way to replace ordinary crossbows with armor-piercing crossbows, because in their eyes, the garbage opponents in front of them were not worth wasting their armor-piercing crossbows with magical runes carved with magical runes.

They believe that the Armor-Piercing Crossbow, which is engraved with magical runes, will shoot opponents of the level of the Grand Pope or Albert.

The armor of the Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guard is also a full-body armor made of metal in another dimension.

Aside from a few unlucky ghosts who were stabbed in the face, the crossbow bolts didn't do much.

This was something that the tribal warriors expected, but it was already their habit to shoot a row of crossbow arrows before attacking.

The effect is an unexpected joy, and it is expected that it will not work, and the hand-to-hand combat is the highlight, and it is also their housekeeping skill.

Not to mention the strength of the Lion Tiger Praetorian Guard, and he is one of the few top nobles in the Beamon Orcs, and he has received a good education, and he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, so his comprehensive strength is more than one line higher than that of the second-order fighting warriors of the human race.

I have to say that these lion and tiger princes are indeed good in combat, and their equipment is also luxurious.

But this luxury is limited to the confines of Bimon's territory.

If the opponent of the Bloodhoof warriors were any Terran commanders, they would definitely not let the soldiers fight with the Bloodhoof warriors in melee combat.

Because even idiots know that the Bloodhoof Tribe is taking the route of elite soldiers, and it is a mad elite route.