Volume 1 Prehistoric Wars Chapter 21 Old Friends
The cavalry leader is now the infantry leader, but he hasn't given up fighting, and he didn't fight the same before he didn't have mounts.
So he didn't talk about the role reversal, he was only slightly lost, but with Rong entering the front line of the battle, he had already left this loss behind.
He is more than 1.8 meters tall, and he is facing a monster with a body length of five meters, and the height of the two is like the difference between a child and a basketball player.
As far as individual soldiers are concerned, the green-skinned dragon in front of him is not a little stronger than the lizard dog he encountered in the early years.
But he was fearless, not to mention that now there was a red-skinned pig leading the way.
He jumped on a red-haired pig that was charging into the enemy line, and pointed his spear at the target of the red-haired pig's charge.
Rumble!
The red-haired pig, who was unaware that there was already an extra person on his back, collided with a green-skinned dragon fiercely.
The red-haired pig is not afraid of death, and the green-skinned dragon itself is strong, and the two sides should have barely reached a draw in terms of collision, but at this moment, the red-haired pig has an extra Xuanhuang person.
The thick spear at the mouth of the bowl thudged into the neck of the green-skinned dragon with a thud, and the tip of the spear pierced through the scales as cleanly as a needle through a garment.
The big man was a little excited, and the impact of the red-haired pig brought too many bonuses to the tip of the spear, causing the power of the spear to increase dramatically.
But to his disappointment, this red-haired pig may have been hit and dizzy, and he couldn't find the north.
At this moment, a green-skinned dragon rushed out of the yoko, roaring like a train and crashing into the red-haired pig and the big man on its back.
Dahan reacted immediately, only to see his spear slam to the ground, and the whole person followed the force of the spear, abandoned the spear, jumped towards the green-skinned dragon, and accurately hugged the green-skinned dragon's neck.
At this time, the advantage of six arms was once again reflected, and the big man hugged the green-skinned dragon with both hands, and the four hands could still move freely.
He ignored the green-skinned dragon and threw it desperately, and the two most powerful arms wheeled the stone hammer and smashed it against the green-skinned dragon's heavenly spirit cover.
No matter how hard the skull of the green-skinned dragon is, it can't withstand the sharpest part of the stone hammer.
"Boom!" The green-skinned dragon's facial features were bleeding non-stop, and he fell to the ground suddenly, and threw the big man out by inertia, and the big man rolled on the ground twice, and then he got up with a bone, unscathed, he quickly glanced around, and the target was locked on a larger green-skinned dragon five meters away.
The green-skinned dragon had just knocked a red-haired pig to the ground, and at this time, it was digging out the abdomen of the red-haired pig with its sharp claws, and the red-haired pig that was not dead let out a terrible howl, watching his intestines and stomach rumbling out of the body, yellow, white, purple, and red leaking to the ground.
Taking advantage of the green-skinned dragon's attention to the red-haired pig, the big man made a short charge, stepping on the green-skinned dragon's back and hitting its neck.
The greenskin dragon reacted, twisting its head desperately to adjust the angle, trying to bite the enemy with its mouth. But to no avail, there are too many dead corners in the neck, and it simply cannot be as it wants.
Instead of ending its life immediately, the Great Han hung it around its neck with great interest, patrolling the entire battlefield from a wide line of sight.
Most of the Xuanhuang people have already met with the green-skinned dragon in short-term combat, unlike the red-haired pig, the movement of the Xuanhuang people is very sensitive, except for some particularly unlucky guys who were hit by the green-skinned dragon, the general Xuanhuang warriors are like kraft candy, sticking to the green-skinned dragon's body, climbing the neck of the green-skinned dragon, and then using a heavy stone tool to hammer indiscriminately.
The green-skinned dragon didn't put the Xuanhuang people in their eyes at first, in their eyes, the eight-limbed monsters in front of them didn't seem to have much strength, and it wasn't until these Xuanhuang people sent their kind to the west one by one with their personal techniques that they woke up to the fact that these little guys were too violent.
The wolf is divided into more than ten teams, cutting into the green-skinned dragon array, the red-haired pig and the green-skinned dragon are the overall front charge, the wolf's point charge is a point, such as a spear, the tip of the spear is hundreds of five-meter-long Xuanwolf elites, and the spear body is more than 10,000 ordinary Xuanwolf with a body length of about three meters.
On their way forward, there are constantly green-skinned dragons rushing against them, and the agile Xuanwolf elites do not collide with these clumsy guys at all, they go around like water meets stones, and then several Xuanwolf elites pounce on the green-skinned dragon from the side together, and the claws forcibly leave claw marks on the fine-scaled body, and the sharp teeth also beckoned to the key points of the green-skinned dragon, they often only attack once, and then rejoin the charging team, and the rest of the things are made up by the Xuanwolf in the rear.
It's overwhelming.
The Dark Wolf King was mixed in with the wolves, and its eyes were slightly confused.
This style of play was the tactic used in the last time Jiushou Mountain, and the 8,000 Xuanhuang people rushed into battle with 300,000 lizard dogs.
Invented by the Xuanhuang people.
Many times, Xuanhuang people are like friends, but more often than not, they are teachers.
The Xuanwolf cut the camp of the green-skinned dragon into more than ten blocks, while the Xuanhuang people were mixed in the gaps of the green-skinned dragons like a fish in water, and the red-haired pig was still angry and hedged against the greenskinned dragon.
"Whew!"
A large tree the thickness of a basin smashed into the head of a green-skinned dragon.
The ironback ape finally entered the line, and the creature had a vertical height of five to six meters, which was a cut higher than that of the greenskin dragon (which was five or six meters long and about two meters tall).
They have great strength and agility.
Like the Xuanhuang, they can also use simple tools as weapons, such as giant trees, and they can also throw rocks or smash enemies at them.
No, an extremely strong iron-backed ape grabbed the tail of a green-skinned dragon with both hands, and with a slam of arms, it picked up the opponent's body of nearly three thousand catties and smashed it towards a group of green-skinned dragons that pounced on it.
Like a fortress ball, more than a dozen green-skinned dragons were suddenly knocked to pieces.
War is brutal, and nature has given all races different ways to attack.
The killing methods of the green-skinned dragons are very cruel, they like to pull out the abdomen of their opponents, and then gnaw away the beating heart, but this subconscious behavior often gives the Xuanhuang people a chance.
Xuanhuang people like to use stone hammers or stone axes to greet the enemy's head, no matter how powerful the beast is, if the head is smashed, it will also become an unconscious dead corpse.
The methods of the wolves are the most desperate for the local units, and all the enemies who are annihilated by the wolves must be covered with dense scars, and these wolves often only attack once, and will try to return to their original positions regardless of whether they succeed or miss, to ensure that they do not fall behind.
But there are too many Xuan wolves mending the knife, looking at the green skin dragon, which has turned into a bloody corpse step by step, the old man feels that his scalp has been numb.
The only way to harvest the ironback ape is to smash and throw, but either way, it doesn't taste good for enemy units.
Speaking of red pigs, they are the most harmless, and compared with carnivores, they still have a big gap.
Their collision can indeed bring a lot of damage to the green-skinned dragon, but it is difficult to kill the green-skinned dragon, and the green-skinned dragon can directly kill the red-haired pig in seconds with a series of counterattacks.
The battle line is spread out, and more than half a million living beings on both sides are killing each other.
The smell of blood drifted far along the wind, and some birds with a keen sense of smell, flying from the distant mountains and lands, hovered over the battlefield, they were also observers of this war, just like the old side, but they thought that after the war was over, they could have an extremely rich dinner.
The soil is soft in early spring, and the ground becomes very chaotic as soon as a major battle begins.
Although the red-haired pig's leg is short, the hoof prints left are very deep, after all, hundreds of catties of body need to borrow strength to charge.
The green-skinned dragon is also a bulky type of carnivore, far less agile than the black wolf, and all the paw prints they leave behind are also very deep.
Where the wolf ran through, there were only shallow traces of plum blossoms.
The footprints of the Xuanhuang people are not shallow, after all, they have to use their strength to cross up and down.
As for the iron-backed ape, every step down, it must step on the ground by a few inches, which is very destructive.
As the war heats up, the situation of the Xuanhuang people is somewhat dangerous.
Compared to the green-skinned dragon, the Xuanhuang people are more like an agile species, and their natural advantages are fast, flexible, and keen.
But it is not easy to maintain this advantage, after all, the organs of living organisms are not like machines, they are fatigued.
The longer the exercise, the faster the fatigue increases, which is the definition followed by every species.
But another factor is that the more strenuous the exercise, the greater the consumption.
Among these species, the consumption of the Xuanhuang people is the largest, they swim in the gap between the green-skinned dragons, and every movement must do their best, otherwise they will be killed by the green-skinned dragons.
Therefore, an hour after the start of the war, most of the Xuanhuang people's thick hair was soaked with sweat, their lungs twitched like bellows, and the energy required by their bodies was far greater than the energy that their blood could transport.
They were tired, their hands and feet slowed down a lot, and the casualty rate of the Xuanhuang people began to increase.
And the power creature of the green-skinned dragon, although it is beaten in the early stage, as long as they can drag it until the agile creature is tired, they can basically kill the opponent.
The former cavalry leader stood in front of the corpse of a green-skinned dragon and gasped wildly, he felt the liquid constantly sliding down the corners of his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was blood or sweat, because when he smashed the enemy's head just now, the hot brain sprayed all over him.
Counting this one, he has already killed more than forty green-skinned dragons, although he can't count it himself, but the old party always remembers the number for him.
Lao Fang advertises that he doesn't watch solo shows every time, but every time he still likes to focus on the Xuanhuang people who are full of force, which is quite a kind of "Emma, really fragrant" realm.
The big man looked down at his body, and there were wounds of large and small sizes everywhere between the thick hairs, and the pain came from the wounds, which were hot, and they stimulated his nerves all the time, making him extremely conscious.
"Stomp!"
The sound of the greenskinned dragon rapidly approaching shook his eardrums, and he sighed and jerked his head to meet the greenskin.
Blood slowly seeped into the earth, and the flesh could not die quickly, piling up all over the battlefield.
The war continues.
He was a little deflated, crushed under the body of a green-skinned dragon, the weight of which made him unable to move.
Bloody, slippery, sticky.
The blood came from the top of the enemy's skull, where there was a hole that he had opened, and it was gushing out, and if the color was not taken into account, the old man would have likened it to a fountain.
It was the sixty-fourth green-skinned dragon he had killed, and as he was no longer as nimble as he had been at the beginning, he was eventually knocked to the ground by the enemy's dying counterattack.
He felt all the strength in his body leaving him, a deep tiredness pressing down on his nerves.
Well, that's enough! (Lao Fang tries to deduce the inner thoughts of the characters)
He knocked his eyes slightly, and he wanted to sleep for a while.
The sound of soft footsteps sounded, he thought it was his companion, so he opened his eyes, and in the hazy sight, a mighty and majestic wolf was looking at him with a complicated expression, and behind him, dozens of wolves about five meters long were not leaving.
He knew it, an old friend, who had fought together and guarded each other, but now they were strangers.
Looking at the slightly aged figure of the other party, he smiled bitterly, his face covered with blood was slightly hideous, he spat out a mouthful of spit, which was also full of blood, and it seemed that the internal organs of the body were injured.
At this moment, he felt the ground on his right begin to shake violently, and without looking, a group of green-skinned dragons were rapidly approaching.
"Whew!"
"Roar!"
Not to be outdone, both sides roared, and then both sides launched a charge......
He listened quietly, not watching the wolves fighting the greenskinned dragons, because he was too tired.
After a long time, the old wolf king came to him, and its body was covered with scars, and it was shocking.
There were no other Xuan wolves around it, and it was obvious that the dozens of Xuan Wolf elites who followed it had all died heroically.
It was also tired, and crawled down beside him.
He reached out a hand and reached for its head.
It hesitated, but didn't hide, letting the hand rest in its thick fuzz.
He opened the eye on his forehead and looked at the sky, and the red sunset spread all over the western sky, which was beautiful.
Time passed, and he slowly closed his eyes and walked away with a smile.
It licked the blood off his face, stayed by his side for a while, and left.