Chapter 1478: March of the Empire

The terrifying deterrence of giants comes from their strong physique, and the Dota ogre is pure ferocity.

As natives of the hills, in the eyes of humans, these creatures are monsters who skin people and bake them for food, or rather, bloodthirsty, brutal, ugly, and they are inherently evil.

Some citizens are pale and vomit, which is a natural reaction to an excess of negative impressions.

Wow!

Many children were scared away and cried, hiding in their mother's arms, and did not dare to raise their heads at all.

"Dota Royal Guard?"

Big Nose was stunned.

"How did Downton get these ogres allegiance?"

The others were also puzzled, don't look at the ogre being called native, and the people had also established a powerful and terrifying ogre empire in the hilly area during the barbarian period, fighting against other races, and creating a barbaric civilization that belongs to them.

As we all know, the more heads an ogre has, the more powerful it is, and the higher its future achievements, and the Dota ogre, who has a royal high bloodline, has been double-headed since birth.

In addition to the innate power of the bloodline, the Dota Ogre will be thrown into the depths of the hills by the chief when he is three years old, and only by surviving in it for ten years and finally coming out alive can he be given the title of Royal Guard.

Ordinary citizens only find ogres terrifying, while the nobles who really understand what they represent are sweating profusely.

The shock was far from over, and the ogre's shadow had not yet faded from the pupils of the crowd, and a legion from the Dragon's Hills set foot on the Royal Road.

A mass of brightness, a mass of bloodthirsty!

Suarez and his troll hunters, all dressed in brightly colored leather armor, wore red headbands on their heads, and were covered with colorful feathers.

These feathers. There is a terrifying elemental power, because they are all prey of trolls, and the colors are smeared with the blood of the prey.

The more feathers there are, the stronger the elemental power in the color, the stronger the Troll Hunter. And now, each of them is plugged in like a peacock pheasant.

The townspeople's eyes widened and they retreated in horror, away from the long street, where the reputation of the troll's thousand-year-old empire is still circulating in the taverns compared to the ogres who have been reduced to robbers and robbers.

Troll hunters, arguably the most powerful spearmen on this continent, are not among them. They can use javelins to shoot a fast-moving coin five thousand yards away.

The most famous battle in history was the 3,000 troll royal chasseurs, six rounds of rapid projection, and brutally shot the 100,000-year-old cavalry of the Northern Alliance, allowing them to charge to be wiped out in only forty-eight seconds.

These trolls. It can be said that it is the best mountain army, even if it is the ace division of the nine empires. I don't want to meet them in the jungle.

"Look, this guy can't be a prince, can he?"

Big Nose pointed at the badge on Suarez's chest and screamed, and his classmates looked at Slote, who had the most extensive experience in the group.

"Yes. That's the insignia of the troll royal family. ”

Slote especially wants to meet Downton, what a huge personality charm must be to make the proud troll allegiance?

"One, two, get ready to throw!"

Suya shouted the slogan.

Swish!

The hunters took out a one-and-a-half-meter-long javelin from the pouch they were carrying in unison, and the movements of hundreds of people. Perfect as a person.

"What are they going to do?"

"Show off your skills, huh?"

"If you make a mistake, you'll be embarrassed. ”

The citizens didn't think they dared to attack, but the next moment, they were dumbfounded.

After throwing their arms three times, with a single attack, the trolls threw their javelins, which leaped like dark clouds over the sky of their phalanx and then crashed towards the phalanx of Liechtenstein.

An eagle's screech immediately rang out, tearing through the eardrums, a javelin made by the trolls and their emblem.

As soon as the eagle chirps, it means that the hunters have begun to hunt.

"Ahh

The citizens covered their mouths in fright, and some did not even dare to look again.

The soldiers of Liechtenstein did not understand what was going on at all, and some heard the voice, subconsciously turned back and saw nothing.

"On it!"

Some citizens shouted, and the next moment, they were drowned in the explosion of beet.

The javelin plunged into the floor, sparks in all directions, and the tail of the gun shook violently.

"Wow!"

The exclamations erupted, and the citizens saw that to the left of each Liechtense soldier was a javelin, all of them half a foot away.

This means that a round of overdraft by the trolls can kill the entire Liechtenstein group in seconds.

You must know that the soldiers are on the march, and they have to take care of the amount of advance, and even the position of the throwing is undoubtedly different, which shows that the archery skills of the troll hunters have been superb.

The Liechtense soldiers suddenly saw an extra javelin beside them, and they trembled in fright, and the formation and rhythm were directly disrupted.

The troll hunters were expressionless, as if they had done something insignificant, and when they walked past this position, they pulled back their javelins and inserted them into their pouches with their backhands.

"These guys, the magic javelin isn't for you to waste like that. ”

Jackson, who led the ghoul corps, followed behind, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help pouting, the floor of the Royal Avenue was paved with obsidian, extremely hard, and it was not easy to break it, and the magic spears that Downton rationed to the hunting regiment were expensive, and they were used to attack magicians, heavy cavalry, and heavy steps, which were legions with explosive defensive power, or rare troops with high cost performance.

Suarez has always been eager to recreate the glory of the troll's thousand-year-old empire, so when encountering this opportunity comparable to a military parade, he must show off.

"Undead?"

Looking at the dense ghouls in warrior armor, the townspeople almost thought they saw the Jutland Corps.

"Thankfully, Frankfurt isn't all heavyweights. ”

The citizens were all relieved, after all, ghouls are cannon fodder troops, but why, these undead make people feel a palpitating breath?

"Give everything for the glory of our Lord. Hooray!"

Finally, a ghoul cried out, arms raised diagonally upward.

Swish!

An arm like a forest.

That's right, it's fanaticism!

The townspeople finally understood that the look in the ghouls' eyes was called madness, fanaticism, and fearlessness. It is the kind of eyes that are peculiar to fanatics, and they can give everything for the gods they believe in, including their lives.

"It's horrible!"

The citizens felt that they were about to be scorched, and the faith of these undead was too dazzling.

Unbeknownst to them, the Ghoul Corps, which blessed the Death Salute, had been completely transformed into faith bombs, and their destructive power had increased since Downton's promotion to St. Auster's. Enough to kill a dragon slayer and wreak havoc on the scepter.

The shock is still there.

The Orc Foreign Legion has appeared.

The Minotaur Bloodhoof knew that Downton did not completely believe in the orcs, and for the sake of everyone's future, they took the initiative to ask for war.

This time, it was a mixed corps, all of which had undergone a lot of selection.

A cavalryman riding a Komodo behemoth, a centaur archer. Werewolf swordsman, Storm Bear Warrior. The pig-faced spearmen, although the team is chaotic, but the momentum of the battle-hardened is enough to dissipate all doubts.

"These guys are traitors, aren't they?"

Some of the citizens spoke, but no one answered, because of their gaze. It's all fallen on those who are behind.

"Devilman?"

"Dragonman?"

"I'm Debolo, there are a lot of them, and Downton still has this kind of hole card?"

The sound of surprise rang out, even a three-year-old child knew that this kind of race was related to blood. They were born with extremely strong powers, but now they all belong to Downton.

"Look, it's the Drow Elf!"

The man got excited.

The Dark Ranger Regiment rode the Black Panther, and stepped on the Royal Avenue with great agility, wearing revealing leather armor and smooth and delicate skin, which was in the eyes of everyone.

The plump thighs and thriving breasts ~ are simply crawling all over the sight.

In view of the relationship between their personalities, the female drows are not serious at all, but are full of lust~ throwing winks and flying kisses, and some even deliberately pull the breastplate down, deliberately revealing more flesh.

Goo!

The long street was full of the sound of men swallowing saliva.

"Handsome guy, do you want to invite me to drink at night?"

The team leader, Mavi, looked at the second floor, kissed his index finger, and threw a sweet kiss to Slote and his party who were crowded there.

"Oh, no, I've been shot, I'm going to pursue her!"

The big nose covers the heart and makes an infatuation look.

"That's a dark elf who likes to absorb the essence of men's life ~ Hua, even if you don't get squeezed out by her, you will be hacked to death by Downton, this general must be his confined. ”

Slote reminded.

"Yes, this beauty's **** and thighs must be stained with Downton's saliva. ”

The short-haired man teased, but the envy and jealousy in his tone couldn't hide it.

From the polar permafrost to the endless sea,

From the Dragon's Hills to the southern islands,

This is our great Frankfurt,

Glory,

shrouded in the continent,

Comrades-in-arms march together,

Brave march, brave fight,

To let the Frankfurt battle flag fly high,

The eyes of the citizens were still chasing the windy ~ coquettish drow elves, and in their ears, there was a sudden burst of strong military songs, and when they turned their heads, they saw steel fortresses advancing.

The dwarven hoplite regiment led by the Black Hand has appeared.

This is also a rare clan of prestige, as the existence of the Crucible Fortress and the royal tombs for generations, these dwarves are born as dwarves of the hills.

You must know that the hills, but among the tens of thousands of dwarves, only one powerful warrior can be born, and it is the pillar of every clan.

A group of hills, heavily armoured, riding on the mounts of iron-spine coiled dragons and beasts, seemed to shake the ground with every step on the ground.

In addition to the war hammers weighing thousands of pounds, their weapons are also inserted into the armed belt on their chests, filled with short-handled enchanted flying axes specially forged by the Krupp military industry, which are sharp offensive weapons, and even the scale armor of the super beast can be broken.

The sky, which was already a little gloomy, seemed to be even more cloud-overwhelming the city against the backdrop of the black-handed heavy cavalry.

Slote and his party had nothing to say, they were all thinking about how to resist if they were charged by these heavy horses, and then they were terrified to find that in addition to the suppression of the mage group, there were really not many conventional means that could be used. (To be continued.) )