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The mountain is high and cold, and the Razor Mountain Palace is isolated and cliffgy, and there is no heat in front of the Razor Mountain. The goblin king was old and frail, huddled on his throne, and his brown bear skin was thick and bloated, and he couldn't help but feel the cold to his bones. The charcoal basin in front of him was red, and the old king Oz stared intently, listening to the report of the guards. This winter, the weather was no different from previous years, and it was these reports that Oz found this winter particularly difficult.

How long has it been since Razor Mountain has been attacked for more than 100 years?Oz has only encountered it once in his life, and that battle with the Dota Ogre has established Oz's prestige and become king.

"It's Beamon this time!" Oz muttered to the full Janissaries. Probably because of his age, Oz felt a fear of death.

The black-robed man suddenly appeared, breaking the rules of the main hall, and the sound of drawing his sword woke up the drowsy king.

Oz motioned for the guards to put away their weapons, sit up straight, and watch the incoming. Oz understands that there is no need to signal himself, and no one here will hurt this person, the person who single-handedly built the Razor Mountain Kingdom.

"Did it work?" asked Oz, an older national teacher than the Razor Mountain Kingdom.

"No, Your Highness Oz. Toris was a little frustrated.

King Oz's back bent and he remembered the prince. The impulsive young man, with the "razor solicitation order", went to the salt marsh in person. The Razor Palace was less youthful and vigorous, and Oz felt that every decision was a waste of effort, so he gave up thinking about it.

"What is Your Excellency's countermeasure? Fighting Beamon is not an easy task. ”

"Yes, I want your Majesty's permission to use all the power of Razorhill! I want all races to know that Razorhill has enough strength to defend its own rights, and that any violator must repent under the cogs of Zeppelin!"

King Oz was silent for a while, then said, "This is the oath of my ancestors. Natsu took an oath as he descended the mountain, and I didn't let him become king too soon...... Now, I don't want to worry about it anymore, but I also want Your Excellency to tell me what power Razor Mountain has. ”

"I have studied the battles of Beamon, and Beamon waged war by sacrifice and physical strength. Now, the demon pet of the Beamon sacrifice can no longer fight, and the aura blessing of the altar sacrifice is completely restrained by me, which is not enough to worry about. Razor Mountain attacked again, and only the Beamon warriors participated in the battle. Mastiffs have a keen sense of smell and love to fight in groups, and when they are in the habit of fighting, we can lure them deeper, block their retreat with rotten eggs on the trestle, and then defeat the mastiffs by our warriors trained in bridge fighting. The hippopotamus have few records of fighting, there is no reference, but they are the Beamon tribes, they are afraid of fire, and when their skin is dry, they need to return to the water, and we can use fire to force them into the green water lake. It just so happens that we have oil melons, paired with a Wright glider. As for the Harpy, I would have Mambo attack with the archers. This time, the main battles were all on the ground. Razor Mountain has a strong Golon, a mountain dwarf who is the height of Bimon, and the sword skills of the Praetorian Guards have been passed down for thousands of years. The real battle, the combat power of Razor Mountain, does not belong to Beamon. ”

King Oz's eyes lit up, and he said, "Goblin technology has disappeared for 10,000 years! Another skill has been passed down! Beast taming has made Razor Mountain have powerful beasts, we have the Earth Sloth Knight, and we have Min Hocao!"

Toris laughed and said, "Yes, Min Huo Cao, who has an ancient bloodline, will be the trump card to subdue that fat man! I have some special seeds in my hand, an ancient plant obtained from the shepherd, wolf tooth grass, with Min Huo Cao's special ability, it is enough to deal with that fat man!"

When the old king heard this, he rose from his throne and commanded, "Take my armor and let the blackfaces go with me into battle!"

In the main hall, the sound of sword scabbards sounded on the ground, and the Praetorian Guards shouted "Oak!" in unison.

Outside the hall, as the whistle fell, the "Song of Oak" sounded, "The last jigsaw puzzle has been found".

Struggling to support a rusty bronze armor, King Oz said to Doris: "Your Excellency, please tell Natsu and avenge me!"

Toris nodded, relieved that thanks to her efforts, the goblins had finally risen in the Godot Wasteland!

On Razor Mountain, the goblins stood up.

In front of Razor Mountain, the fat man stood up!

In addition to the pipe in his mouth, Ouyang's body was full of weapons, the left axe, the right short sword, a bundle of whistle sticks behind his back, and a pickaxe on his waist, which was dazzling and clanging.

Ouyang took a hard puff of his pipe, knocked off the cigarette ball in the crane's beak hoe, and slapped the cigarette ash that fell on the crotch of his pants - the pipe was really not enjoyable to smoke.

Ouyang stepped onto the slope of Razor Mountain, his nostrils spewed out smoke viciously, and a gust of wind dispersed the smoke behind him, Ouyang smelled that there was a sense of fear in the wind blowing down the mountain.

Goblins should be terrified!Ouyang made a bet on Razor Mountain!

The mountain was speechless, and no one paid attention to Ouyang's curse. The goblins were not afraid to flinch. After standing up, the Kozan goblins were much taller than the other goblins. How high is it? Razor Mountain is so high!

Lined up on the cliffs of the passage, the goblin warriors nervously clutched crowbars, sweating from their foreheads. The flames were fierce, the pot was bubbling and bubbling, and pieces of snow-white deer fat were churning, and the goblins couldn't help but salivate. These warriors still endured, endured the appetite, endured the rolling heat, endured the extreme tension.

As long as the crowbar is pulled, the boiling water, the big black iron pot, and the raging flames all roll down the cliff and fall onto the passage. These goblin warriors already know how to abandon life and death, but in the face of the tall and majestic Beamon warriors, they still can't hold back their fears, and they are afraid of how they will die......

When he saw that there was only one enemy, climbing the mountain alone, the goblin warriors couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as you take this enemy, you will be able to win back a round!

A trumpet sounded, and the goblin attacked.

The goblin commander, General Grez, waved his banner, and the archers lined up on both sides of the slope shot at the fat man with an oke, and the arrows shot at the fat man. It seemed to spread a net and spread it out in front of Razor Mountain, and the net head was dragged on Ouyang's body. It's just that this net is not used to catch fish, but will kill the fisherman.

Wooden arrows, cut from whole branches, Razor Hill is usually used to hunt reindeer, with limited lethality, and in the hands of goblin archers, a herd of reindeer can be left alone each year to catch live deer. Used on Razor Mountain, with a drop of more than ten meters, the power of the earth gives it enough lethality to be able to tie any lump of meat into a hedgehog.

It's a pity that the fat that stops on the slope has a hard carapace. The arrows knocked on the spiral armor shield, and the sound of snatching sounded, Ouyang sighed a little, the goblins are still goblins, the Godot wasteland is barren, even with the intervention of humans, it still can't change the pattern of backward weapons.

Shandora is facing the same problem!

Why were there only a hundred people attacking Razor Mountain?

Why did Shandora scruple to sneak up on the lair?

Shandora has an excellent warrior embryo, but the quality of the equipment is outdated, and the equipment system does not conform to the standard, which fundamentally restricts the strength of the play, those weapons that are too small in size, in the hands of the tall Beamon warriors, can only be used as daggers, plus Beamon's martial arts are all wide open and close, there is no matching weapon, in the battle, the empty door is exposed, and there is no difference from not holding a weapon.

For these reasons, Ouyang chose to attack Razor Mountain alone. He was afraid of the elusive black-robed man!

The target was successfully stopped at the point of attack, and General Grez waved the flag again. The soldiers of the pot have been waiting for a long time, and the big nest of melons and the overflowing boiling water on the wow are firmly in front of them, walking like flying, without spilling a wisp, all of them are splashed on the enemy's head. The goblin sappers who were in charge of the fire also raised their handles, pushed the stove with wheels, and stepped forward in a hurry, exposing the "fire cloud car" that had been hidden on the edge of the cliff, condescendingly, like Dipolo shining on the earth and illuminating the entire passage.

The stove screamed, jumped up, and pressed down the crowbar, and for a while, the boiling water was connected to the iron pot, and the flame was connected to the firewood, and it was scattered with a bang.

Those boiling waters, at the beginning, were still poured down one by one, scattered in the air, like rain, it was okay to take a hot bath, as for hurting people? Ouyang shook his head amusedly. But soon there was a goblin scolding overhead, apparently a goblin officer scolding these clumsy men.

Soon, the boiling water that fell was not drop by drop, but the whole pot was steamed and poured down, and even a few iron pots fell down.

The boiling water automatically separated not far from Ouyang, and under the action of the water beads, it did not cause the slightest harm to Ouyang.

The torches were also extinguished into black coals under the effect of the fire beads.

It was those iron pots that became the biggest lethal weapons, which were mixed, but they still did no harm to Ouyang.

Ouyang pulled an iron pot with spider silk and turned it as a shield, slapping away the falling iron pot and charcoal heads.

However, people have misses, horses have stumbles, Ouyang played an iron pot like a dragon and a phoenix, smoother than a hobbit chef, and when he erected an impermeable iron curtain, he didn't notice that there was still a piece of fat in the iron pot. was thrown vigorously by him, and the fat oil rolled in the pot, and finally with a pop, a large piece of fat was pasted on Ouyang's face, making him look fat and fishy.

On the mountain wall, laughter erupted, the fat man was fat, the goblin pointed and pointed, Oak shouted, and some of them jumped out arrogantly, and untied their trouser belts and sprinkled the muddy.

There were beads of water, and these filths did not affect Ouyang, but they caused his emotions.

An axe flew out, and Ouyang took the green snail of the goblin first. It's a pity that the hand that threw the axe just rubbed the oil, and the head was off. Cut off the goblin's big nose and land it in the pot next to it. Just like a watermelon in midsummer, the melon is ripe and red.

Ouyang, who turned red, no longer kept his hand, picked up the things around him and smacked them up.

The head of the charcoal rubbed against the air, rekindling the flames and burning the oily clothes on the ground.

The fat lump swirled, shining with a dazzling light, and slapped into the goblin's face, and the unlucky one was smashed into his mouth and rolled into his stomach.

The most slippery thing to play is still the iron pot, whirring around the arc, turning into a kitchen knife, tearing the goblin's body. The magical arc made the goblins not know where to dodge, and some even had the power to whirl, paused slightly on the cliff, and then fell back into the hands of the fat man.