"Rafaelt!!" The ordinary dwarven warriors around them, armed with swords and axes but not having a chance to play, exclaimed the names of the victims.

However, Rafaelt was only the first, and then another low-level warrior was in the middle of the fight, and was pierced through the body with a throwing spear by a golem in the distance, and then his head was cut off by the golem in front of him.

Almost at the same time, a mid-level warrior was hacked to the ground by three golems in order to rescue two low-level warriors who had been flanked. On the human side, Ji Yijun, who is on the low side, and Ora, who is not experienced enough in combat, are also beginning to be in danger.

The surrounding dwarven warriors couldn't help it, and they watched as the strongest and most talented warriors in the tribe died in front of them to protect them. Even the humans who have come from afar are fighting with all their might.

The noble sorceress had vomited blood and collapsed. Several fighters were also wounded, respectively.

These men who worship iron and fire can't stand to be just a spectator, their strength may be only a fraction or even a dozen of those on the field, but their desire to fight is not bad at all.

The fall of one elite warrior after another did not frighten the dwarves present, but instead aroused the blood of many ordinary dwarves.

Farrell, who was standing on the sidelines, picked up his hammer and said to Morey, "I have to play." Although I am not a warrior, I still have a fighting spirit, I have fought iron all my life, and I have never beaten an iron that can move. ”

He took a step, and when he saw that Morey also took a step, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "What? You also want to go on? You who have not prepared the magic circle are a scumbag on the battlefield, and you are still waiting to heal us...... Or collect the body. ”

Morey handed out a vial of potion: "You can only strike iron, you are a scale on the battlefield." Drink this jar of hypersensitivity potion and keep up with them. ”

"There must be some side effects, right?" the dwarf took the bottle and poured it into his mouth, "Hey, otherwise why don't you give Ji Yijun them a drink." ”

"That's tomorrow, survive first!" said Morey lightly, but in his sleeve was a jar of the same potion clasped in his hand.

With a loud roar, Farrell joined the band with his hammer held alof, his movements inspiring the warriors behind him who could not restrain their fighting spirit, and they rushed forward with their weapons in spite of Yasen's previous arrangements and warnings.

None of them may be the Golem's enemies, but at this time they are fighting with their lives, using hammers, axes, and even fists to smash and hug them, all to drag the Golem back. Because with their homeland behind them, every dwarf knew that if they chose to retreat here, the mad golem would have no mercy on the elders, women, and children of the village.

The golems in the tunnels finally escaped, and the air cannons and air guns wiped out half of them at the entrance to the ruins, but there were still more than a dozen golems left beside the rejection horses, fighting the dwarven warriors who rushed up by the stone wall.

By this time the gunners were no longer useful, and the brave dwarves grabbed the nearest hammers, knives, and even tongs, and threw themselves over the low wall and at the golem. Some airgunners, after firing their bullets and unable to find a weapon, simply raised their airsoft guns and smashed the golem with the butt of their guns.

The power of the masses is great everywhere. If, in the beginning, the golem was a lion and a tiger, and the dwarf was a hunter. Now golems are insects, and dwarves are ant colonies.

More than a dozen golems were overwhelmed by the dwarves that poured in from all directions.

However, the addition of ordinary dwarven warriors also increased the number of sacrifices on the field. In a few minutes, more than a dozen dwarves died under the golem's swords and guns, but these sacrifices were not in vain, no matter how powerful the golem was pulled, dragged and held by these dwarves, it would become careless and slow, which gave the fighting warriors a chance to make a move.

Therefore, after the ordinary dwarves joined the battle, three more golems were soon destroyed by the combined efforts of everyone.

It's just that...... , which is exchanging the life of a dwarven warrior for the life of a golem. Often, the destruction of a golem costs several dwarven warriors.

The losses were just too great.

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Ji Yijun had already hung several colors at this time, and half of his body was dyed red, some of the blood was his, and some of the blood was dwarf, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. He was about to make a detour to the side to attack the Golem's shoulder joint, but he stepped on the blood cement slurry, the soles of his feet slipped and fell to the ground, and the magic sword was also taken off. The golem noticed his mistake and immediately raised his knife and slashed at it. Ji Yijun rolled on the spot, but hit a rejection horse, the golem slashed the rejection horse with a knife, and then went straight to his waist with a knife.

Ji Yijun saw the blade hit his head, but his body didn't have time to make any movements. At that moment, two dwarves pounced on the golem's sword-wielding arm.

The two of them held the Golem's forearm from below, preventing its knife from falling.

However, the power of the golem was not something that two ordinary dwarves could compete with, and I saw the golem leaning forward, and the arm holding the knife pressed down more and more, pressing the dwarves to the ground little by little.

Ji Yijun hurriedly bounced up from the ground, his magic sword had long since fallen to nowhere he fell, grabbed a warrior's war hammer from the ground, stimulated the little fighting spirit left, and smashed it on the golem's head.

The golem waved its other arm and wanted to hit him, but Ji Yijun lowered his head and flashed.

He slammed it again, hammer after hammer, until the golem stopped moving.

A white evil spirit emerged from the golem's head, Ji Yijun concentrated the last of his fighting energy in his hand, and grabbed the evil spirit, the evil spirit let out a sharp cry, and was burned by the fighting energy.

After completely solving the golem, Ji Yijun ran to the two dwarf warriors who saved him, the two dwarf warriors had been crushed by the golem, and one dwarf had broken bones, his body was twisted into a strange shape, and he collapsed on the ground without a sound. The other dwarf was spitting blood, his shoulder had been crushed, and his head had to rest on the golem's arm to keep it from falling.

The dwarf was speechless, and his brown beard was dyed red and purple with blood and internal organs. But when he saw Ji Yijun, he smiled hard, and the smile squeezed the wrinkles and wounds on his face together. This is the ugliest smile Ji Yijun has ever seen, but it is also the most touching smile he has ever seen.

The dwarf struggled to raise his arm two inches and give him a thumbs up, and then his eyelids couldn't stop falling, and he struggled several times, and finally couldn't resist the call of nature, and closed his eyes completely, but the smile froze in that moment.

Ji Yijun stood in a daze, and at some point his face was already full of tears mixed with blood.