421 God-level Wind Gust 4

A team of 2,000 Calais cautiously approached the dilapidated station, but everything seemed to be normal here, because there was no trace of life to be seen, so it looked extremely cold under the morning light, and the pale white light reflected on the stone reflected on their bodies and projected, but people could not feel a trace of warmth, and some were only dignified and murderous. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Many of the people in the team have terrible scars on their faces and hands, and it is believed that there will be more scars on their bodies, so it can be seen that each of these people is experienced in battle, and for the orcs, each of them has a lot of blood debts.

The team slowly approached the ruins, and although the bloody atmosphere had already dissipated after a few days, these warriors were still reluctant to enter it again, because they had their share of the massacre that day, and now seeing this garrison again, it was easy to recall the bloody scene of that day.

The first officer glanced at the huge garrison quickly, and he couldn't help but ride on his horse and give an order, "You guys will each bring a team to search this place carefully, and even if you find a fly, you will give me a male and female, and the rest of me will go to the valley where the corpses are abandoned." Cheer me up, if there are really any untouchables of the Golden Wolf Clan sneaking back, they will all be killed!"

"Head, are these golden wolf pariahs really that bold, and dare to return to this place at this time?" a relative couldn't help but ask, and then said, "It's already hot now, I'm afraid where 、、、 smell somewhere、、、 I think we'd better not go!"

The officer glared fiercely, "You know what a fart, these untouchables are fierce, do you really think that killing hundreds of thousands of them will scare their guts? ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but raise his voice again, "Listen to me, show me all your eyes, give me ears, those untouchable knives are not vegetarians, if you are not careful and lose your life, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

Then he said to a few people beside him, "Judging from the fires of the previous two days, it is likely that a group of untouchables have sneaked back here to bury the dead untouchables. It is more likely that the remnants of the Golden Wolf Army, they are all unfathomable, they are very familiar with this place, if they are still here, they will definitely hide it, maybe they will hide it under your feet, pay attention to me, search carefully, and report to me immediately if they find any abnormalities, do you understand?"

After saying that, he led the men and horses towards the direction of the valley, and the several teams he had ordered before also quickly dispersed to search, and after a while, they were scattered all over the station, but in addition to the collapsed stone wall, there were burning ashes, and then there were traces of blood splattered everywhere, where there was a little life.

Just as the officer was about to leave the garrison with a small team, suddenly an exclamation came from a distance, "Head, come and see!" followed by several soldiers screaming one after another, and their voices sounded very flustered.

Hearing this, the people hurried over, "What's the name of the ghost!" The officer, knowing that this exclamation would cause some of the soldiers to panic, hurriedly stopped them, and rushed over as soon as he urged his horse, but when he saw the scene, he couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that on the hillside in the distance, there were dense wooden totems, the number was enough to tens of thousands, these totems were crudely made, many of them were just a thick wooden stick messily engraved with some marks, obviously standing here in a hurry, but such a number of totems were arranged according to certain rules, but it was really shocking, these warriors who had lived in the swamp for a long time knew at a glance that the pattern arranged by this totem was obviously a requiem altar set up for the clansmen who died in vain.

Since there is an altar, there must be animal sacrifices, and according to the custom of the orcs, they will cut off the heads of the enemies and hang them on the totems, so how many of the heads of the enemies will be sacrificed in such a dense totem? "God of honor, all demons are gone!"

Fear is spreading rapidly, even these battle-hardened Calais warriors will also be terrified, they are not afraid of orcs, but feel that in just a few days there are such a number of totems erected, it must be the undead, these Calais do not know how much orc blood is stained on their hands, they are not afraid of the orc army at all, even in the face of several times the golden wolf army, they dare to fight to the death, but the thought of the undead makes them chill from the bottom of their hearts.

In the end, even the entourage beside the officer couldn't help but tremble his lips a little, "Head, let's go, why do I always think this place is miserable? Could it be that there are really undead spirits? Otherwise, how could so many totems be erected so quickly?"

"Fart! Lao Tzu has been a soldier for more than 20 years, and has killed countless people, if there is really any fucking undead to haunt him, Lao Tzu's ten lives are not enough to die, do you see that Lao Tzu is still alive and well? This must be the work of those untouchables who sneaked back, give me my own search, don't let any of them go, don't they like to hang the heads of their enemies on totems to pay respects? Lao Tzu will use their heads to rest their souls first!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed on the officer's face, but then his gaze became solemn, "What you said makes sense, being able to erect so many totems in such a short period of time, if it weren't for the undead, it must be the main force of the Golden Wolf Army, not good!

"The whole regiment listens to the order, get out of here quickly!" the officer shouted and was about to move out, but suddenly found that his team had already lost its formation at this moment, and all the warriors were huddled together in a disorderly manner, looking at the totem altar on the opposite hillside.

Hearing the officer's order, these warriors quickly dispersed to look for their own ranks, and from this alone it was clear that this was definitely an elite unit in the Calais army, but more than two thousand people were huddled together, and it was not so fast to spread, when suddenly a huge bowstring vibrated and a buzzing sound drowned them like raindrops.

The captured Yellow Ape heavy ballista, after the Centaur people rushed to make it overnight, finally spewed angry feather arrows towards the Calais, dozens of ballistas fired in a volley, it was really ten thousand arrows, only one round killed and injured most of these Calais, before they could come to their senses, they heard a shocking cry from the side, "Kill!"

A team of wolf riders suddenly killed, rushing in front of three hundred totem warriors, the huge steel totem was like a windmill danced by the golden wolf warriors, as long as it smashed on the body, it was immediately broken bones, pieces of blood mist splashed, and hundreds of corpses were left behind in an instant.

The Calais officers were not panicked after being raided, and shouted as they swung their tomahawks and charged, "Kill everyone with me!" "Don't forget to avenge your dead brother!" "Revenge!" The remnants of the Calais warriors echoed in a loud voice.

Although they were all very fierce and very powerful, they were still suppressed to the death in the face of sudden attacks and whirlwind wolf rides, not to mention that there were hundreds of horse clan archers hiding in the shadows, sneaking at their vital cold arrows.

Only a neighing sound was heard between the fights, and the Calais officer hurriedly withdrew and withdrew the battle axe to his side to block the vital point, and suddenly there was a crisp sound, and a feather arrow was nailed to the axe, arousing his loud scolding, "Despicable pariahs, wolf cubs, have the courage to fight grandpa alone, what kind of ability is a cold arrow sneak attack!"

But no matter how he cursed, no one answered at all, these golden wolf warriors seemed to not understand his words at all, they just fought hard, there were fewer and fewer people around him, and there was no hope of escaping, and all that awaited him was death.

Suddenly, a huge bowstring sounded, and the Calais officer immediately retreated to the defense, and what he thought was nothing more than a feathered arrow was a huge shuttle spear nailed to the battle axe, and immediately knocked his battle axe crooked, and then another shuttle spear was fired, and in a hurry he flashed but did not completely flash, only to hear a pop, the shuttle gun penetrated his shoulder entirely, and brought him to the ground.

Before the Calais officer could shout with his mouth open, he saw several totems fall heavily, and immediately smashed his head to pieces, and the golden wolf warrior still felt that he was still unrelieved of his hatred, and the totems slammed down on him until he was beaten into a puddle of flesh.

The battle on the battlefield ended quickly, the golden wolf warrior walked to the corpses of the Calais with his sword, cut off the heads with his knives, and then gathered them to some warriors, took the heads to the totem altar in the distance and hung them, and the remaining corpses, they swung their knives and threw them to the demon wolf beside them.

At this time, in the valley hundreds of miles away, Sheng Xuan was immersed in studying the magic circle, hundreds of zhang of metal rings, densely engraved with mysterious magic runes, some of which he was very familiar with, Xiao half could recognize and guess the effect, and most of the rest had never seen it.

But he was already sure that this was definitely a god-level wind array, and if he could use all the runes on it proficiently, then his wind magic could be promoted to the god level, but this was just a good wish, and even if he spent his entire life, he might not be able to learn all the magic.

All of Sheng Xuan's mind was immersed in the magic circle, thousands of runes were arranged in different orders, and they played their own different effects, there were tens of thousands of magic on this ring, it would take a long time to read it alone, but fortunately, he had the ability to remember the arrangement of a rune with a sweep of his eyes, but it would take a few days to read them all.

The sun slowly climbed into the air, then turned into the western mountain and finally disappeared below the horizon, the sky slowly immersed in the night, then the bright moon and stars hung high, and then the sun rose in the east, and the valley ushered in a new morning, but Shengxuan was at a loss, still looking at the magic runes.

Finally, he raised his head and stretched his waist, but found that the sun was high in the sky, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "Is it only such a short time?" But he didn't know that he had been watching here for a day and a night.