The appearance of twenty fierce bear hammers, a wave of projectile blows from the shuttle gun, the big goblins were dumbfounded.

With their pitiful brain capacity, they really couldn't think about how the Hammer Tribe could suddenly have so many more elite warriors.

Leon rushed straight over, and the great sword made of fine iron roared out, almost cutting a big goblin who was hesitant to move forward or retreat in two!

With a length of more than four feet and a width of three inches, a spine nearly two fingers thick, and a fine material of great weight, this fine iron heavy sword was a sharp weapon that Leon had acquired from the hands of adventurers, and he was not good at using the great sword, but used it entirely as a war sword.

With his current strength, the power of wielding this heavy sword was amazing, and with a single sword slash, the poor leather armor on the goblin's body was as vulnerable as papier-mâché.

Leon swung his weapon like a humanoid beast into the goblins, leaving blood everywhere he went.

His moves are far from subtle, opening and closing straight ahead, attacking the opponent's vital points with the most ferocious power and the wildest speed, every sword does not miss, and every sword harvests a life!

The howl of the weapon breaking the wind and the terrible screams of the goblins were intertwined, and in an instant, five goblin corpses were on the ground, knocking out a big gap in the goblin array.

There were as many as fifty or sixty goblins stationed at the edge of the woods, all of them had weapons, and they had an absolute advantage in numbers, even if they were raided, as long as they united to fight to the death, they could completely compete with Leon and Rock Hammer and others.

But half of their courage was lost at the first wave of pike shots, and Leon's bloody slaughter like a mad tiger was a heavy blow to the confidence that remained, and the lackeys of the elves shried in terror and flinched, not one of them daring to meet Leon's charge.

The tribal warriors in the back seized the opportunity and launched a fierce attack under the leadership of the rock hammer, five fine iron battle axes spread to the two wings, and more than a dozen snow-bright war knives followed, and the daring goblins were crushed.

These tribal warriors hated the goblins to the extreme, and many of their compatriots and relatives died at the hands of the goblins, and the Hammer tribe was cornered.

And now, all the anger and hatred have the best opportunity to vent, and a group of bear men move forward and forward, even if the enemy's shuttle spear stabs them, they will meet and slash at them!

Blood splattered, stumps fluttered, and the talent for victory was completely tilted in favor of Leon in a very short period of time, and the heavy losses caused the last line of defense in the hearts of the goblins to collapse suddenly.

I don't know which of the big goblins opened their heads, but they gave up their resistance completely, howled in despair, turned and fled into the dense woods, and each one used all the strength of the milk.

A few of the goblins who didn't have time to flee even dropped their weapons and fell to their knees begging for forgiveness.

"Don't chase..."

Leon slashed down a surrendered goblin, his bloodstained face was full of hideous murderous aura, and his long sword pointed straight ahead: "Let's kill it together!"

The blade was referring to the goblins who were still besieging the tribal camp.

The main goblin in that direction had sensed what was happening in the rear, and a goblin who looked like he was supposed to be the leader shouted the order, scolding the green-skinned goblins with bows and arrows to turn to meet the enemy.

The opportunity was fleeting, and Leon knew that once the other party came to his senses, the subsequent battle would not be able to pay a price, so he did not hesitate to charge forward.

Whoosh!

Several of the green-skinned goblins who reacted shot their bows and arrows, trying to intercept Leon.

"Kill!"

Leon didn't dodge, raised his arm to protect his face, and rushed forward at an accelerated pace in the face of the flying feather arrows, which was completely a life-fighting style.

Syllable!

A feather arrow hit him in the shoulder, and it was directly bounced off by the bulging muscles, leaving only a shallow white mark on it!

Leon was so sure that he dared to rush forward, but he also saw that the bow and arrows of the green-skinned goblin were not very powerful, and he could withstand it with his own steel and iron bones.

As it turned out, a fifth-level brute warrior was enough to rely on his body to resist the shots of a short archer's crossbow, but of course it would be another matter if he encountered a strong bow and heavy crossbow.

Seeing that the bow and arrow were actually ineffective against Leon, the green-skinned goblins immediately panicked, and the distance between the two sides turned out to be no more than a hundred steps, and in the blink of an eye, they were rushed close by Leon.

Watching the blood-soaked and vicious Leon get closer and closer, the goblins couldn't help but retreat with instinctive fear.

The retreat of the goblins in front inevitably affected the comrades who were preparing to attack behind, and the entire queue was disorganized, and the arrows fired at Leon were scattered and the arrows were scattered.

This undoubtedly hastened their collapse and death, and after a second rain of arrows, Leon finally rushed into the goblins.

The Greenskin Goblins are at the bottom of the goblin clan, with a large number of weak and weak forces, and they also do the hard work of farmers and miscellaneous soldiers, and often play the role of cannon fodder in battle.

Their average height is no more than Leon's waist, and they don't have melee weapons and abilities, Leon kicked a green-skinned goblin into the sky with a single kick, and the big sword was swung out, and the two heads flew out, absolutely invincible!

The difference in strength between the two sides caused the greenskin goblins to collapse in an instant, and before Leon could fight, they dropped their bows and arrows, screaming and scattering for their lives.

Leon, with his hands hot, spat and stepped on a croaking green-skinned goblin, and continued to rush forward to meet the goblins in front.

Twenty-one tribal warriors such as Rock Hammer followed closely behind him, and the attack was unstoppable!

The battle situation reached such a situation, no matter how stupid the goblin side was, and knew that his side was over, the big goblin leader completely gave up the attack on the tribal camp and fled with his men to the woods to the northwest.

Woo!~

The loud sound of trumpets sounded in the tribal camp, and the impenetrable gate of the goblins opened wide, and dozens of tribal warriors rushed out with shouts.

Although their weapons were rudimentary, everyone's morale was extremely high, and they scrambled to hunt down the enemy.

At some point, Elder Munstein stood on the wooden platform behind the fence.

He raised the staff in his hand and whispered a war song from ancient times, and circles of golden light flew out of the staff's head and landed accurately on the tribal warriors.

Warrior's Chapter Aura!

This is one of the most basic aura spells that the orc shaman has mastered, and it can boost morale and strength, and give warriors endless courage to fight.

Leon was also bathed in the glow of the Warrior's Chapter, and the glow of mysterious power fell on his body, quickly seeping into his skin and flesh, and the fatigue of the fierce battle was suddenly swept away.

He took a deep breath and felt the strength of his whole body surging, and the air mass condensed by the source force churned violently in his chest, letting out a silent roar, becoming more powerful than ever.

At this moment, Leon understood that if he wanted to complete the breakthrough of the last level of condensation of the refining body, he could not complete it by just practicing behind closed doors, and only through continuous fighting could he stimulate the potential in his bloodline!

At the same time, Leon also had a realization in his heart, although he came from another world, he definitely had the talent to fit the beast race, otherwise it would be impossible to gain a leap in strength through the art of alchemy, and accept the blessing of the shaman's aura spell.

"Kill all the enemies, not a single one will be left!"

The boundless killing intent spread in all directions with a roaring roar, and all the tribal warriors felt the same way, and they raised their weapons at the same time, making a declaration of battle.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

.........

When night covered the land, the fighting in the forest was completely over, and the Hammerbear warriors returned to their tribal camp.

The battlefield before the evening camp had been cleaned by the tribesmen, and although the goblins were not rich, they were still better equipped than the tribal warriors.

As a result, almost all of the corpses were stripped clean, and all the weapons, leather armor, and bits and pieces of their bodies were looted, and then they were thrown into a large pit that had been dug and buried.

In this fierce battle, due to the timely return of Leon and Rock Hammer and others, the Wild Hammer Tribe won an unprecedented victory.

Their exploits included more than fifty goblin warriors, three goblin scouts, and dozens of greenskinned goblins, as well as ten greenskinned goblins and three goblins, capturing hundreds of weapons of all kinds, and giving all tribal warriors metal weapons.

However, the Hammer tribe did not pay a price, five warriors were killed, seven tribesmen died under the goblins' bows and arrows, and more than twenty others were wounded, but not in danger of life.

The joy of victory was soon replaced by the grief of the casualties of the clansmen, and under the auspices of Elder Munstan, a wooden platform was erected outside the camp, and when all the dead had been put on it, the rock hammer threw down the burning torches with his own hands.

Raging fires rose into the sky, countless sparks flew in the wind, and more than 300 tribesmen gathered around, seeing off their tribesmen in a low chant of requiem, praying that they would soon return to the embrace of the beast god.

For the people of the Hammer Tribe, they are used to such a parting of life and death, but in the past, in addition to sadness, they were more confused about the future, because no one knew where the tribe would go.

They retreated again and again until there was no way back, and there seemed to be only one way to final destruction.

But today's battle gave everyone hope, they are not impossible to defeat the enemy, the wolf-like goblins are equally vulnerable under the sword and axe, and they can also fight a hearty victory!

The dead are gone, but the living still have hope and a future, no one wants to kneel in front of the enemy in humiliation, only unyielding battle can support the last dignity!