Long golden hair fluttered in the wind, and patchy leather jackets gathered the strong men into stone squares, and the pieces were tightly packed into an ancient city wall, pressing down from the mound. The guts of the goblin archers were instantly crushed into opals, and fear and cowardice expanded in them.

After half a month of production, the mastiff finally changed into a jacket sewn from Norwegian back leather armor, and the blue and green color blocks made many people shy away from it. Lu Kai had a soft spot, not only swept away the stockpiles of the Thousand Needles Stone Forest over the years, but also asked the hobbit women to make a batch of simple leather armor after settling on the high slopes of the red clay, one for each person.

With a tense face and cold eyes, the mastiff warrior didn't know that the suit highly recommended by the boss had already shown its special effect. Goblins who are accustomed to green skin and green grass are extremely unaccustomed to the blue-green color, and if they open their eyes and don't even see the pitch-black obsidian stick, it will cause even more pain to the goblins.

Just thinking of the momentum like a forest and a tsunami, the soles of my feet began to sweat, and I was even ready to apply oil!

The mastiff team strode forward, setting off a wave of dust, directly breaking through the black-haired captive phalanx, and the black-haired heads with gray faces have not yet figured out whether they have been summoned by the god of Ork, and the black whirlwind set off by this wave has blown away the leading goblin archers.

The yellow-skinned goblins are still shouting loudly, accusing the Kosen tribe of despicably colluding with Beamon, and the weapons in the mastiff's hands seem to have gone through another autumn and scored two times!

Unable to allow his subordinates to be injured, the "Left Bank Heavenly King" Karui roared, two heads, one roared out of anger, and the other roared out of the majesty of the decisive battle, hugging the bronze pillar, stepping on deep footprints with great strength, facing the mastiff who rushed to the front, shaking his arms, and sweeping across the Takijiang River. It is bound to "copper lock spring deep" and tell the mastiff why the flowers are so red!

How could the mastiffs be afraid of ogres!Kosha thought of the bones of the robbers buried under the banyan tree outside Witherston, and the pride of "becoming a true Bimon warrior" sparked an unmistakable roar in the mastiff's chest, and the obsidian rod swung over and shook the bronze pillar.

The obsidian rod was uneven, the bronze pillar provoked patina, and between the collision of the two most upright weapons in the world, the soft patina fell, and the dust shook on the two weapons, and under the influence of invisible forces, it stirred up a circle of waves.

Debris flew and obsidian rods broke.

Kosha glanced at the half-cut weapon that flew out, and in his field of vision, several more obsidian rods pressed against the copper pillar, blocking the momentum.

"Oak! Oak!" Karui cried out as he bit his lip.

The screaming stopped abruptly, and an obsidian rod slammed through the front teeth and stabbed in, bursting the mouth, but the mastiff failed to explode the head as he wished.

When the attacker let out a loud sound, the ogre suddenly burst out with a burst of force, I don't know if it was pain, anger, or physical coordination. Several mastiffs couldn't hold it down and were pushed away.

The ogre let out a frustrated sound and slapped himself in the face, the groans of the injured head abruptly stopped, and his eyes turned white. This big bag is as casual as a mastiff licking off the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Holding the copper pillar again, the tiger was vigorous, and smashed down on the mastiff who fell to the ground, completely ignoring the obsidian stick behind him.

"Try the stick of the Left Bank King!"

This is Karui, an ogre who doesn't fear pain, doesn't worry about getting hurt, and enjoys the butcher who rams his enemies into meat sauce every time!

The strength exercised in the cracked rocks has always been the pride of the mastiff, but today it seems that it is not as good as the ogre with a belly.

This fact leaves a bad impression on the mastiff people - people are fat and strong!

The leading mastiff made a gesture of disobedience to his teammates, all of them bowing down, and the obsidian rods were headed towards the top of the ogre's belly.

The hiccup of the deep well sounded, and the ogre was lifted by the mastiff. But the elasticity of the belly, several mastiffs took a few steps back, stunned and almost didn't stand firm!

Kosha rolled and stood up, looking at the hapless bear goblin on the ground, just like the rotten watermelon at the feet of a mammoth, the outer one concave inward, the inner one floating outward, pounded to a ripe finish.

"Ge Laozi! This ogre is so ruthless! It's catching up with Goron!" the scarred man spat out. It is said that the combat power of ogres is comparable to that of Beamon warriors, and in the southern region, hunting ogres is used as a standard to measure whether a Beamon is a real warrior.

If he can't handle this guy, he Kosha wants to become a real warrior, so do he have to go home and practice?

In the midst of the goblin's shouting, Karui punched his belly a few times, put the bronze rod across his arms, and stomped his foot fiercely in a half-crouching position, showing his bravery.

"Heh, this posture is like a duck!" Kosha threw away half of his weapon and said, "I'll deal with this guy!"

The mastiffs grinned, and took off the new equipment on their backs, wooden shields, of varying thicknesses and rough workmanship.

"Just in front of the archers, try out the new equipment!"

The collision between the ogre and Beamon brings a new shock to the goblins. The mighty King Karui has always been indomitable, a bronze pillar, holding some and dying, knocking some and dying, but has anyone ever collided with the king and turned the king to the sky?

For a while, the goblin archers rubbed their eyes, opened their mouths, stomped their feet, and plucked their nostrils, all of them lost their shape, lost the military discipline they trained on weekdays, and forgot to attack with bows and arrows.

The mastiff took the opportunity to approach, and the archers heard the anxious order of the yellow-skinned dog, and they opened their bows and arrows one by one. Unexpectedly, the hostile shield guards took the lead in launching a long-range attack.

With a burst of hehehehe, the Quartet wooden shield rode the wind, broke through the air, split the head and covered the face, and spread a flat ground in the goblin archer team!

The big stone crushed the crab, the goblin bean sprouts emerged from under the wooden shield, and the mastiff's big stick came again, and it was another stick whack-a-mole not to mention.

Holding a borrowed obsidian stick, Kosha tentatively made a few moves with the ogre Karui, but he also adapted to the ogre's strength. He performed the combat he had learned during this time, dodging the Bronze Pillar's attacks, and each stick hit Karui in the right leg.

Kosha noticed that when the ogre's right head was knocked stupid, it would always turn to the right, and judged it to be the breakthrough point to defeat the ogre. Sure enough, the three sticks went down, and the ogre holding the bronze pillar could no longer keep up with the pace of the mastiff.

Kosha was about to break this leg in one fell swoop. An obsidian rod suddenly appeared from behind the ogre, knocking the ogre unconscious with a despicable sneak attack.

Obislachi!Kosha jumped to his feet as he watched the attacker.

"Kou Tou, when did the mastiff fight go on alone?" the successful mastiff grinned with two like-minded brothers.

......

Ouyang kicked the fallen ogre, looking at its two tattered heads, not only curious, "Is this guy still alive?"

Cullen stopped the axe that was on the belly of the drum and said, "If the ogre breaks a head, it will not die, and will even slowly recover as before." ”

"So powerful, monk, treat him!"

Karui looked at the fat man sitting on the bronze pillar and screamed a few times. The broken leg could no longer support the battle, so he simply gave up resistance, but he didn't understand when Godot Wasteland had such a powerful role.

"Kalu, why did you come up with the idea of building an archer?" Ouyang asked.

"Become the King of the Left Bank and fight against the humans!"

"Against humans?"

Kalu: "Of course! Humans send metal weapons to various cottages, it is not good intentions at all! My Giant Hammer tribe was wiped out by humans, and I want to seek revenge from humans!"

According to Kalu's account, Ouyang really understood the living conditions of the various tribes in the Godot Wasteland.

Karui's original ogre tribe was called the Giant Mallet, and the tribe was not large, but it also had more than a dozen families and hundreds of ogres. Occupying the three oldest baobab trees in the Godot Heath, there is a certain guarantee of food. What's more, these three baobab trees are home to a colony of Charlotte wasps, a kind of yellow bee that produces a particularly fragrant honey.

One tribe that is hostile to the Hammer is called Talc, which is also a tribe of ogres. The talc tribe covets the baobab tree with a giant mallet, and the battle between the two sides has never stopped.

Ogres are not Bill bears, honey is not so important to them, and it is even a useless luxury, they can't eat enough, and they still want to eat after eating, which only increases their hunger. But the Hammer tribe uses honey to exchange for a lot of food every year. The Gordo Wasteland is full of poor ghosts, but Razor Mountain has a surplus of food. Razor Mountain goblins also know how to enjoy honey.

The Talc tribe occupies a bare stone field and has always coveted it.

After the appearance of the human merchants, the chieftain of the Hammer tribe planned to exchange honey for some metal weapons with humans, so that the talc tribe could be completely defeated.

However, the humans appeared with the warriors of the Talc tribe and ambushed the Hammer tribe.

It turned out that the talc tribe paid a few pieces of gold like a human tribute, and preemptively exchanged it for weapons. The humans even offered to help the Hammer Tribe and relocate the Talc Tribe to this place where food was produced.

"Actually, those humans want to get their hands on the land that produces gold!" Karui deduced using his ogre brain.

In that battle, Karui had half of his neck cut off. The ogre was hard-hitting, and Karui did not die immediately, but struggled on the edge of life and death, and grew a second head.

Karui, who came back to life, decided to take revenge on humanity.

In fact, there was no concept of "revenge" among Godot bandits, and if they lost the battle, they either obeyed, or were executed or expelled.

However, Karui saw all the way through how the humans treated the corpses of their people!

The human robber stripped the female ogre's peak and used the skin to make a scabbard! There was even a human who skinned the chief's rod and used it to wrap the dagger!

This made Karui hateful!

Ogre cannibals, many races of Godot have never cared where the meat comes from because of the difficulty of survival, and there are also many tribes that use the skulls of their prey as decorations.

But no aboriginal would have desecrated these two parts in such a way! Ogres have always cut off these two parts, buried them in earth, and then eaten other meat.

Godot is a native savage, and here, only two things are sacred, eating, and reproducing!

Ogres are especially strong!

Ogre tribes are family-based, with a male ogre having several female mothers-in-law to form a family, which is then formed into a tribe. Male ogres never treat their mother-in-law badly, they don't need to fight, they don't get hurt. The female ogre has only two tasks here, making food, and giving birth to cubs.

Even if there is a fight between two ogre families and the male's head is killed, the vanquished's mother-in-law will be accepted by the victor or another male in the tribe and will be treated the same.

The male ogre's stick is a symbol of majesty!

The actions of the human robbers have made the ogres angry!

Karui, who escaped death, wandered for a while, and also defected to several tribes, gradually discovering the conspiracy of mankind.

Humans will give the same number of metal weapons to two rival tribes.

As lucrative as the battle between the hammer and the talc, the humans will send troops and ask for the loot of metal weapons as a reward to get back the weapons they sold before, leaving little for the victorious side.

Karui told people about his discovery, but no one believed it. Until he met the goblin doghead, the doghead not only believed it, but also summed up the above two points for Kalu.

An ogre, a goblin, two guys who want to make a name for themselves, decide to go it alone and establish their own power.

By chance, the two found a nest of cobra snakes in a very old baobab tree, and the doghead thought of forming an archer. For goblins, they are not afraid of encountering bear-man warriors, not afraid of encountering werewolf cavalry, and afraid of encountering horse-man archers!

Goblins think that archers are the most powerful class!

So, the two established an archer.

To this end, Karui also bought a pair of the cheapest bows from humans, and asked the dog's head to imitate a batch.

After several battles, the dog head saw the inadequacy of a pure archer, so he thought of the bear goblin, a good meat shield.

"Obis Rakhi, the goblins on Godot are so powerful, first Fitz, and then a dog's head!, the most outstanding engineer of 10,000 years ago!" said several mastiffs who were paralyzed and spread on the ground.

After all, Shandora's wooden shield was made improvly, and the work was extremely poor, and several guys faced the archers for the first time, and they all tried the power of the cobra snake venom.

"Razor Mountain is the most powerful tribe in the Godot Wastelands, and it seems to make sense. Ouyang couldn't help but feel a little tricky when he thought of capturing Razor Mountain.

"Unfortunately, I was killed by an arrow. The House archer proudly looked around the goblin archers, their mahogany bows taller than the goblins.

"Not necessarily, my family. He leaned over with a big smile, carrying a bloody goblin in his hand—wearing a dogskin hat, and an iron arrow piercing his shoulder socket.

"Feet are weak!" said Veren, tightening his bowstring and flicking it at the dog's head. In the bowstring sound of the fairy man, the unconscious dog's head suddenly woke up, and let out a frightened oak cry.

"Look! it's already to the point of frightening!" the House marksman saw at a glance that the goblins were afraid of the bow and arrow, showing the pride of the House marksman.

"If it were me, I would be scared if I had an arrow stuck in my body!" said with a big mouth, and raised the mussel shell axe at the bear goblin, and the bear goblins who had been cut by the mussel axe suddenly shrank their eyes, "Look, maybe they won't dare to touch a woman in their lives!"

Giving the dog's head to the monk for treatment, Ouyang said to the bear goblin: "Say, you can't even beat a group of goblins!

Of the two orders given by Ouyang, none of the bear goblins did it, and they even hitched themselves into themselves and became hostages!

"A little advantage will be provoked and instigated by others to challenge the invincible enemy! I want you to protect your people, but you can't even defeat the goblins!

"Even the goblins can see that the humans have bad intentions! You think you're on your thighs and complacently attacking Shandora! Yesterday we didn't destroy you all, now let's see what's the use of keeping you!"

Ouyang raised his voice and drank, with the intention of burying the waste on the spot.

Under Ouyang's forced gaze, after a long time, one of the strongest bear goblin women spoke weakly: "My lord, we can grow grain! We can grow Goa, but it is only the main food in the wasteland!"

As she spoke, she held up a tuber that looked like a sweet potato.

At this time, Huo Jiasi walked up and pulled the corner of Ouyang's clothes, and said in a pleading tone: "Lu Kai!"

The kind-hearted little girl obviously couldn't bear it.

Ouyang sighed: "Okay, Shandora will take you in." ”

The life-saving bear goblin women wept and gathered all the food on the orders of the new lord.

Ouyang looked at the small pile in front of him, only a few hundred pounds of grain, in addition to that kind of goa, there were all kinds of unknown root fruits, and even some black pieces of meat of suspicious origin,

"Kosha, put all this food away, throw all this black meat away, you guys bring these guys back, we should be on our way. ”

The human race had already withdrawn, and Ouyang didn't find the person he was looking for when he came here, so he had to carry out the second plan.

Clear the bandit tribes near the high slopes of the red clay so that they don't get under the behest of humans and put pressure on Shandora.

It is not known when humans will come, so it is better to take the initiative than to wait.