The Rotten Lizard, if you really want to count it, is closer to the Demon Beast than the Demon Race. This kind of lizard is born with a highly poisonous breath, which can corrode from the internal organs of poisoned creatures and directly attack the other party's internal organs, which is a very troublesome poison and very vicious.

However, I don't know if I noticed it, but the putrid smoke was cleared by the thrown bottle of holy water before it could spread. These putrid smoke are the local poisonous smoke obtained by digesting the food eaten by the carrion lizard in the stomach and intestines, and it is stored in the venom glands of the cheeks, and it takes a long time to accumulate after squirting once, so this putrid lizard cannot spit again at once. However, as mentioned before, these poisonous fogs are a by-product of lizard jokes, and now that they are gone, they naturally need to digest something again. There is no poisonous fog → need to eat, and such a logical chain appears in the brain of the rotting lizard. Without saying anything, the huge lizard tilted its head, bit a small cowardly demon passing by because of the charge, threw its head back, threw it into the air, and then waited for it to fall with its mouth wide open below it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Looking at this rotten lizard, there was a look of satisfaction in its eyes, and it seemed that the corners of its mouth were also a little uplifted when it looked at the guard soldiers. It seemed that because it was full, the Rotten Lizard was not as anxious as before, and slowly turned around and retreated to the rear, letting the red-eyed little devils rush upward. It seems that this joke will take some time, and everyone is secretly relieved. Compared to this weird demonic beast, everyone is naturally more willing to face these little demons who don't have too many threats. But looking at the retreating lizard, the captain understood that it wasn't that this difficult guy had given up here, there should be something unprepared. The biggest possibility is the poisonous fog before.

The captain of the guard sighed, it was because he was defenseless and didn't have time to use the miracle, so he threw such a large bottle of holy water directly over - if it was used for arrows, it could completely bless more than a dozen arrows, but now it was only to disperse an attack of this demonic beast. It can be seen that although this attack has a headache for this demonic beast, it is not a must-kill, maybe after a while, this demonic beast will be able to attack again. It was a nuisance, and the captain of the guard and the captain of the guard looked at each other and seemed to come to a conclusion.

The captain of the guard walked behind him, and the guards who were already holding their throwing guns and ready to shoot at any time, said something to them, but it could be seen that they did not count the young master Radish in it, even if Radish was not far away with a longbow in his hand, they did not call him over. Radish held his bow and arrows in his hand, and the rest of his companions in the garrison aimed at the little demons rushing outside, although these arrows stained with holy water could not directly kill the lower demons, but they were still very deadly to these little demons. Radish remembered in his heart that he had shot five or six arrows in a row from the beginning, and his fingers were already sore. However, seeing that his companions around him were still shooting and the enemy was attacking, there was no time for himself to breathe. Radish stretched out his trembling hand and pulled out an arrow from the quiver at his waist again, put it on the bowstring and pulled it away vigorously, aiming at the enemy who was rushing: "Damn, it's endless, it's rushing again!"

Yes, while the rotting lizard was still digesting the little devils at the back of the group, the little devils charged up in no order, even if they were shot to the ground with bows and arrows, they had to step on the corpses of their companions and rush upwards - did they really regard their companions as companions? Radish even saw a little devil dragging a corpse on the ground and biting it.

"Therefore, these little devils should have no collective consciousness, but at this time they are still rushing over this side, even if they look at all kinds of corpses around them, they do not run away, it seems that there are people who really order them after them, and this person who orders can pinch these rangers together in a rabble, at least this big lizard, the previous big man and kobold can't do it. Looks like there are stronger enemies behind him!"

Just as he was thinking, the arrow released by the radish shot a small cowardly demon who rushed up to the ground, when he suddenly heard the sound of the horses charging beside him. Turning his head, Radish saw that his guards had already mounted their horses, and the knight's sword in his hand had been replaced by a cavalry sword, whistling behind him. The shieldmen in front should have known about this attack, and had already made way before the cavalry could get closer. Those unknown little demons saw the gap and were thinking about rushing in from there, but they collided directly with the knights head-on, and were staggered by the war horses, and trampled to death by the war horses behind.

Seeing this scene, even the little demons hesitated a little, and then turned their heads and rushed to other places. And after the last knight left, the shield soldiers took advantage of the time when they were not attacking, and blocked the gap with their shields in their hands.

The turnip was a little stunned for a moment, and her hand stopped on the bowstring. When did these guys run out on their backs? Isn't this nonsense? Turnip is in a hurry, and these guards rush out like this, and there is no garrison to cover it, which is very dangerous. What the hell are you trying to do?

In the puzzled eyes of the radish, the knights brandished their sabers in their hands, and killed the little demons in the road to turn over and flee in defeat, before their dense charge was dispersed, and the pressure on the defensive line built by the shield soldiers behind them was sharply reduced, so that the shield soldiers with shields could still free their hands to hand over the spears in their hands. It can be seen that this is just this, and this cavalry attack is worthwhile. However, the captain was not satisfied with this achievement, reined in the war horse under his crotch, pointed the cavalry knife in his hand at the rotten lizard lying lazily in the rear, shouted the title, and led the knights towards the big lizard that seemed to be basking in the sun.

The venomous lizard is indeed basking in the sun. For the rotting lizards that live in the decaying leaves of the lower layers of the jungle, it is the most enjoyable to be able to bask in the sun at any time, so whenever they have a full meal, the rotting lizards will lazily find an open place to lie down and bask in the sun. Exposure to the sun also promotes the digestion of food, which converts the food in the abdomen into fat that can be stored. So, after eating that little demon, the poisonous lizard came to the back, slowly digesting it, preparing to transform the food into a poisonous mist as soon as possible.

At this time, the sound of the hooves of the knights sitting down on their horses made the rotten lizard come back to its senses from this leisure. Looking at the knights who were already rushing over, the rotten lizard stood upright, and the tail behind it was used as a bracket to hold it steadily, and the two front paws shone with a strange luster, as if to intimidate the knights.