As soon as Sandru's words fell, there was a metallic clanging sound behind the skeleton warrior, and a pair of metal bone wings spread out behind him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The skeleton warrior soared into the air.

Sandru turned his head meaningfully to look at Yun Qi behind him, as if to say: I have already acted, and it will be up to you later.

It's just that Sandru glanced at it, but he didn't see Yun Qi's figure.

Although there were people everywhere in Hot Spring Pass, with Sandru's eyes, he scanned it several times, but he couldn't find any trace of Yun Qi.

"What about people?"

Yun Qi's voice sounded in the depths of his heart: "Don't look around, I'm already on my way." ”

"Going? Why can't I see your figure? Sandru sniffled.

However, he still followed the original plan and ordered the skeleton warriors to rush towards the battle array of the headhunters.

In the past, the Crystal Skull's action undoubtedly shocked the morale of the army.

But now they are facing a fierce ranged class, and their combat effectiveness is so high that even the brave and fierce Spartan warriors have been shaken off their heavy shields and killed by a combined attack.

Among the reincarnators, it is not a master of no one's ability to fly, but when facing an all-long-range class, choosing to fly in the air is equivalent to suicide.

Just as everyone was booing, the crystal skeleton had already entered the opponent's range.

The barbaric and backward headhunters were taken aback by the enemy's ascension into the sky, and thought that the gods had descended.

However, there is no shortage of wise men among the headhunters, otherwise they will not choose to surrender rationally in the face of the powerful Persian army.

At the back of a kind of strong headhunter soldiers, a big man with oil paint and dressed like a patriarch gave orders crookedly.

Those ignorant primitives immediately regained their strength, and at the crystal skeleton that had advanced 20 meters, they all brushed and took off the throwing guns in their back pouches.

The patriarch gave the order, but the ignorant headhunters regarded the flying skeletons as gods, and how could they dare to violate the majesty of the gods, even if the gods looked exactly like the bones they left behind after eating their prey, the fear in them still kept them from acting rashly.

Finally, the headhunter patriarch was furious, and he took off the rattan weave from his waist and whipped it the back of a nearby soldier.

The turquoise rattan had been soaked in the tribe's secret potion for more than a year, and the material became extremely tough, doubling the pain when it was pumped on the person's body.

Ordinary people are whipped three times and lose consciousness because their bodies cannot bear the severe pain.

Even the tribal warriors with superior physical fitness did not dare to hesitate in the midst of faith and severe pain, so he quickly made a rational decision and threw the throwing spear in his hand fiercely.

The shot went very quickly, but the crystal skeleton in the air made evasive actions and dodged the throw of this shot without any suspense.

But in this way, the originally scared tribal soldiers were not as afraid as they were just now when they saw someone daring to attack, and the clan chief's rattan whip was waved and whipped on the top of their heads, and they finally picked up their fighting spirit.

Under the orders of the patriarch, raise the hand, raise the arm, aim, throw, and the action is done in one go, no faster than a professional spear thrower.

People's field of vision was suddenly covered by a patch of throwing guns, even from a distance of hundreds of meters, people could hear the whistling sound of throwing guns rubbing against the air at great speed.

Overbearing! Precision! Hard to dodge!

Almost everyone was not optimistic about the Crystal Skull in the air, although its metal skeleton had a strong defense that could be almost ignored in a dense range of spear throws.

Seeing that there were too many throwing guns, it was completely beyond the crystal skeleton's ability to dodge, so he simply didn't deliberately dodge, and rushed forward head-on in the face of the flying throwing guns.

This action is undoubtedly no different from sending him to death, but the result is shocking.

As a result, only one of the throwing guns hit the crystal skeleton in the chest, and all the other throwing guns missed.

All the mercenaries looked at Sandru with admiration.

If you want to think about the Spartan warrior who died in battle, then standing in place, those throwing guns will be concentrated on the target after crossing the predetermined trajectory, and then there will be a tragedy of a person being shot several times. However, Sandru went the opposite way and directly ordered the skeleton warriors in the air to rush over, so that the originally concentrated throwing spears increased the attack distance under the opponent's charge regardless of life and death.

This makes it easier to dodge, especially for agile skeleton warriors.

However, it was impossible to completely dodge all the javelins, and instead of demanding a perfect dodge, Sandru wisely retreated to the next best thing and let the shots shoot at the sternum in the non-vital parts.

The wound to the chest was nothing to a skeleton warrior with empty entrails, and was barely affected except that the spear got stuck between the bones, which increased its weight and slightly affected its movement speed.

The skeleton warrior completely ignored the jammed throwing spear, and under the effect of soul rage, he once again accelerated towards the front-line headhunter soldiers.

At the same time, one of its bony arms stretched forward, and a sonorous sound was heard in the air—a bone blade with the same metallic sheen ejected from the tip of the skeleton warrior's bony arm.

The two bone arms are two bone blades, stretching and stretching, making a piercing sound of breaking the air!

"Danger!" The headhunter reminded loudly that it was too late.

After a round of fire, the headhunters in the front row need time to pick up their guns, aim, and throw again.

It all takes time.

And the crystal skeleton, under the control of Sandru, quickly seized this golden opportunity and broke into the front line of the headhunters' battle array, dancing quickly with its arms, bringing out blood flowers.

These long-range headhunter soldiers, once they are close to them, suddenly lose their square inches, and become the sandbags for the crystal skeleton "Deathwing" to practice moves.

King Leonidas saw the bargain and immediately ordered his soldiers to prepare for a surprise attack.

As long as the Spartan warriors were 80 meters forward, they would be able to fight back in the same way.

When the time comes, it will be difficult for headhunters not to collapse.

Seeing that the fighter plane has undergone subversive changes, the other side is not a lamb to be slaughtered.

The headhunter clan leader danced and screamed crookedly, and the tribal soldiers in the back row immediately took three steps back in unison, then took off their throwing spears and threw them into the air.

The patriarch's tactics were clear, the soldiers in front continued to entangle with the skeleton warriors, and the soldiers in the back prevented the Spartan warriors from taking a step forward.

Under numerous threats of throwing guns, King Leonidas had to abort the order to break into the range of fire.

This made Sandru anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and his heart spoke: Yunqi, you are attacking me!

But in the vast sea of people, there is still the shadow of Yunqi. (To be continued.) )