A pyrrhic victory, a really pyrrhic victory!

In fact, Tang Ruiyi also shouted in his heart that if it weren't for the man-eating flower seeds he got when he fought the mushroom man before, he might have been planted here today.

The small purple ball that rolled under his feet before was nothing else, it was really a seed of a man-eating flower, and the reason why he fought with the enemy before was because this kind of man-eating flower could grow quickly by sucking blood, but it took a full five minutes from development to maturity, but fortunately, it caught up at the last moment.

As soon as the tense nerves loosened, he immediately felt pain in his heart and lungs, and his entire right arm lost control, hanging limply in the air.

He rolled over to the side of the stubborn stone in pain, and immediately took out a large pile of loot, a few bottles of small recovery potions that could return 50 blood at a time, a full three pieces of equipment with a glimmer, and some scattered five small gems.

With a trembling hand, he poured the potion of blood recovery into his mouth, watched the slowly recovering health, and greedily breathed every breath of air, as if everything around him was no longer important.

Tang Ruiyi had never found that being alive was such a beautiful thing, and the waves of the rest of his life after the catastrophe stimulated his nerves, and every gasp and blink was so wonderful and indescribable......

The gems were exchanged for gold coins, each of which was worth a lot of money.

The three pieces of equipment need to be identified, and he can't do the appraisal technique, so he can only put it away first.

Although the amount of blood is no longer in an endangered state, he is not feeling well at the moment, the blood at the wound has begun to spread downward uncontrollably, and more and more goblins are pouring up the city wall, in such a dangerous and urgent situation, he can only grit his teeth and get up, when he is about to fight, a loud noise suddenly enters Tang Ruiyi's ears, followed by a familiar shaking.

A haze flashed in his eyes, and he knew that the castle would not last long, and he bit the tip of his tongue as he tried to withdraw from the excitement of the battle.

"So someone retreats to the cabinet!" he shouted, and the militiamen immediately put away their weapons and went down the stairs, but the blue gull, who had already killed madly, still slaughtered like crazy.

Tang Ruiyi sighed, and immediately used the killer weapon, he shouted: "Come back quickly! Don't forget that Tomil still needs you!" Lan Ou immediately shook his body, and withdrew from the battlefield without hesitation, Tang Ruiyi saw that this guy's blood volume was actually less than ten points, it was really crazy than him!

The sudden explosion caused the goblins to turn their heads back, but they lacked the intelligence to improvise and only instinctively reacted to the sound. So they continued to whine and rush forward, completely unaware of fear.

Seeing this, the red light in the eyes of the level 8 goblin warrior on the side suddenly jumped, and it immediately raised its big wooden stick and was about to step forward to pursue.

"Get back, you idiot!" the shaman who suddenly appeared struck him on the head with a rod and cursed in hatred. "This must be a human ruse, just to lure you apart from us. ”

It immediately turned around and pointed behind it: "Warriors of the tribe, rush in together!"

With a thud, the Goblin Warriors drew their machetes in unison and rushed towards the castle cabinet.

As soon as I stepped down the stairs, I was confronted by a resistance line organized by more than a dozen militiamen, who were holding bows and crossbows leaning against the narrow terrain of the corridor, and in front of them were several militiamen half-kneeling on the ground and pulling the trigger with a "snap".

Because of the shaman's gorgeous appearance and leader's temperament, almost all the crossbow arrows poured down on him!, yet its face showed a cruel and bloodthirsty grin,

Just as the crossbow bolt was about to hit it, a red light enveloped it with lightning speed, and the thin red light was so elastic that the crossbow bolt that shot at him snapped out and was deeply embedded in the surrounding wooden walls.

[Intermediate Second-Class Silence Rune: Grants the caster an invisible barrier that absorbs 50 damage for 20 seconds.] Consumes 25 mana. 】

Then the shaman raised the bone staff, and a strange red star appeared on the injured goblin, this is a healing technique, the shaman's unique skill [Intermediate first-class healing technique: Restore 100 HP to a single target or 20 HP to allies within ten feet. Consumes 10 mana. 】

With the help of the shaman, the injured goblins quickly recovered and regained their combat effectiveness, and the goblins in the rear were used to seeing this situation, they first glanced at their shamans in awe, and then swarmed up.

The pressure of the militia had to shoot and retreat, and after paying the price of three corpses, the shouts of killing gradually disappeared into the depths of the castle, and it was obvious that the shaman could not have unleashed that perverted healing technique all the time, but it was irrefutable: these rabble, under its leadership, burst out with the strongest strength.

Tang Ruiyi had already rushed down the stairs at this time, and when he saw the green skin pouring outside, he couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp. He is not a full-level hero in the game now, and under the restriction of not being able to use Molotov cocktails, there are only thirty-six moves at this time.

Once you get entangled in these annoying activations, I'm afraid you'll be chopped into meat sauce by the sword......

"Misfortune doesn't come alone. Tang Ruiyi couldn't help but feel weak in his heart, the injuries on his chest and shoulders were very painful, the new injuries had not healed, and the old injuries had recurred!

However, with his familiarity with the terrain, he was still able to reach the wooden wall before the bulky goblins, but he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and several machetes immediately 'clicked' through it.

Fortunately, he stopped quickly, otherwise he would have been cut by a thousand knives.

But in the next moment, the corners of his mouth showed a sinister smile that had succeeded in his conspiracy.

Just outside the wooden wall, a group of angry goblins banged frantically on the wooden door, not noticing the swift girls who came out of the shadows behind them, and the ten militiamen also lifted their camouflaged oil lamps and stood up.

An incredible ambush succeeded, with crossbow arrows intertwining in the air to form a gorgeous and deadly rain of arrows.

"Whoosh!!" It was the sound of death passing through the air! It was as small as a groan in the middle of a city, and if you hadn't listened and discerned it, you wouldn't have noticed it, but when you did, it was so close at hand!

Most of the goblins panicked, some began to look for cover, some planned to turn around and fight, and some tried to escape. The originally neat formation was scattered into a mess.

But there was no cover around the wooden wall, and even a thin plank was a luxury.

Sharp voices rang out wantonly, and the arrows spun in the air at high speed, dragging out a tail of cyan phosphorescence at the end, "Poof! Poof!" The arrows entered the skin, punctured arteries and muscle tissue, and countless blood became a beautiful picture.

The goblins standing in the middle of the wooden wall fell like wheat harvested.

At this time, the gap between the militia and the real rangers is reflected, and the Swift Girl is effective in one hit by constantly forcing the opponent to change the formation, adjust the direction, and find a gap. And the militia only knows how to pour fire blindly.

The sweaty shaman had already made the goblin warriors retreat as much as possible, and at this life-and-death juncture, no one cared about any class status, and they cried and trampled on each other.

Sometimes the shaman worries about whether his meager magical defenses will be able to withstand the rain of arrows of death.

But it turned out to be overwhelmed, and after firing the fourth wave of arrows, the militia and rangers stopped firing for the simple reason ————that they ran out of arrows.

But in this way, the results of the battle were still very amazing, except for a few guys with extraordinary strength, almost everyone was injured, and the dead were countless, and the pungent smell of blood was almost visible to the naked eye in the small space.

The largest goblin warrior showed amazing strength at this moment.

It immediately raised a two-meter-long stick, discounted three arrows with lightning speed, and then blasted away two long arrows aimed at the shaman with his free left hand.

Seeing the heavy casualties of the troops, the shaman's eyes in his deep sockets watched everything with resentment.

"They're out of arrows, kill all these despicable humans!" the goblin warrior roared in grief.

"Kill!"

"Whew!"

Enraged, the goblins burst out with 200 percent strength, shooting like arrows from a string towards the human camp.

But just as they were about to rush into the crowd and slaughter, the militia and rangers hurriedly retreated, revealing an air strike, and behind them was a "grenade" launcher made of birch, wolf tendons, and stone pallets.

There was a bundle of orange-red things on the stone tray, this thing was quite familiar to everyone! It was the Molotov cocktail that Tang Ruiyi bought from the wandering merchant, but at this time, all the Molotov cocktails were concentrated here, and even in order to improve the power, some sulfur found by the militia in the wolf's den was added, and regardless of whether it was aimed at it or not, the militia with a hideous face directly cut off the wolf's tendons.

"Tick ......" corridor suddenly shot out again with a terrible light!

Tang Ruiyi used his knowledge of machinery to calculate that the explosion of six incendiary bombs in a small space is equivalent to the power of ten flamethrowers firing continuously, or the temperature of one kilometer in the center of a nuclear bomb explosion! In this terrifying high temperature, even steel and diamond can melt. What about these exhausted goblins?

At this moment, the shaman suddenly felt a great danger, and the hairs on the back of his hands stood on end one by one, so he immediately activated his most powerful defensive magic! At the same time, the Goblin Warrior was in a trance, pulling a few Goblin Warriors in front of him, but he curled up in a ball, trying to minimize the contact area.

There was a rolling sound, a little violent contraction in the center of the flame, and then rapidly expanded in an instant, the air was squeezed, and even bounced away, and the blinding tongue of fire gushed out, devouring all the goods, and it was no exaggeration to describe it as a complete apocalyptic scene, and the fastest goblin was wiped out in an instant.

If you slow down the time, you can see that the skin on their surface is first evaporated, then mites, dirt, and finally the bones of the human being are broken down into the tiniest particles, and the walls of the castle turn grayish white at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The militiamen, who had been prepared, blocked them with soaked wolf skins, and they were forced to retreat by the heat.

Eventually, the heat dissipated, leaving nothing but devastation.

"Ahem, ahem!"

At this time, when I looked back, the passage had dissolved as quickly as a candle, and the corpses inside had been assimilated and dissolved, the gray-faced shaman squatted in the corner and spliced the silent runes to escape, and the goblin leader was also spared because of the timely sacrifice of his subordinates' lives, and the few remaining survivors were also dying.

Even the shaman himself couldn't believe that he would be defeated so badly, it saw that the powerful army that had been carefully cultivated for countless years was turned into ashes in the sea of fire, and its eyes were torn, but the culprit who caused all this walked so slowly in front of him at this moment:

"Surrender!

Tang Ruiyi said confidently.

Fury!

Endless rage!

How many years has it not been forced into such a desperate situation?10?20 years?The last time it seemed that the three tribes had joined forces to encircle and suppress it, the shaman was laughing angrily at the moment!

And in the face of the shaman's evil smirk, Tang Ruiyi waited quietly, waiting for the final battle to come, and the militia behind him felt his fighting spirit, and at this moment they took a step forward collectively and raised their shields in front of their chests.

At this moment, Tang Ruiyi clearly realized the determination of the militia not to fear death and their loyalty to never betray.

Sister Swift probably knew that this was the final battle, she crossed the ashes all over the ground with elegant steps, looked at Tang Ruiyi with a playful look, and seemed to say: "You will never be able to beat it alone, come and beg me!"

However, Tang Ruiyi ignored her, because all his attention at the moment was focused on the shaman, which was a silent conversation between the two kings.

............

Faced with the threat of death, the surrounded shaman is surprisingly calm.

The shaman does not think that he should accept the defeat that comes from the other person.

It has dark and proud blood in it, and the glory of its ancestors will not allow it to fail.

It knows that as long as it is not dead, there is still a chance, although in the face of the disparity in strength, he also has unused hole cards, and it may not be able to turn the tables.

It now wonders where this strange force came from, and when will the elves be able to work with humans?

Anyone who has ever seen an elephant working with ants will not forget this scene in front of him after many years, it is really weird.

Also, the tactics used by these humans are more cunning than the short-tailed foxes, and the soldiers under their command are as crazy and fierce as male bears in heat, which is unheard of!

How could Russyyan, in the south, be nothing more than a dying principality, which could not protect itself, and the Principality of the Winter Sea in the north, which was beyond the reach of the whip, be able to station its troops in such a swamp that was inaccessible and forgotten by history? It was ridiculous! It would not even be of the slightest benefit to do so.

Although the shaman's heart was full of thoughts, his movements did not stop in the slightest. This old goblin, who has lived to be more than eighty years old, immediately began to cast spells, and he wants to take back his own glory!

A pure white light shrouded the goblin leader's body, and the light was full of life power, and the originally charred wound quickly healed and fell off, revealing new skin.

Then, it released another spell without stopping, and the green light flashed, Tang Ruiyi's heart sank, this light he had seen in some herdsmen of the Hamer tribe!

Behind the old shaman, a figure slowly stood up, and Tang Ruiyi looked carefully, it was actually a giant lizard with a sapphire on its head!

To be able to successfully tame a crystallized monitor lizard is at least a beast taming technique of level III or above! It is worthy of being the ruler of the goblin tribe, but I don't know how long it can support this spell with its current state and spirit?