A sharp arrow pierced the cockpit, and before the second metal monster could hit the ground, the second arrow shattered the cockpit's defenses. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

One arrow pierced the heart, the other shattered the head.

Before the metal monster could make a move, it fell to the ground.

"Hmph. King Tiele sneered, and the others took the longbow and rode forward.

He said, "My lord, I am late. ”

King Tiele said, "How long is it late?"

"Seven days. ”

After saying that, he took out his dagger and cut off his bloody ear. "I'm seven days late, and I'll give you an ear according to military discipline. ”

King Tiele asked, "Have you taken it?"

"Nope. ”

"Then you have to give me not only a body part, but also a life. ”

"Ah!" the man screamed, and he fell in a pool of blood. King Tiele shook off the blood stains on the tip of his sword, looked at the man's terrified face, and said, "You are free." ”

"Freedom?" he touched his chest, and it turned out that King Tiele had chopped up the branded flesh on his body, and King Tiele held the piece of flesh in his hand, and blood splattered. The imprint dissipated with it......

King Tiele said, "Get out of here before I change my mind." ”

In the midst of the sandstorm, the terrifying army continued to advance, and the three smashed horses roared in a low voice, and the flesh and bone meridians were drawn from the wounds, like new life. The ruined part is even tougher than before.

The Iron Float has a strange name: the Undead Army.

Now it seems that they may not really die.

The "free man" looked at the galloping soldiers and horses, and was at a loss. This is the freedom he thinks about day and night, but when he really ushers in freedom, he doesn't know where to go.

Jicheng City Gate.

Two black shadows broke through the wind and sand and walked slowly.

The commander frowned, the two metal monsters didn't seem to have suffered much damage, the one on the left was holding the explosive bomb, and the right was carrying the six-barreled repeater.

The posture of their march is too strange and crooked.

The commander shouted: "Flares!"

The gunners on the tower quickly drew their chambers and fired three shots in quick succession, and the phosphorous bombs lit up the entire field of dust.

Densely packed with floating troops.

"Fire!"

The metal monster took the lead and raised its hand to shoot the cannon. The explosive bomb shattered a corner of the city wall, and then the artillery roared! Three hundred artillery pieces roared on the city wall, and a hundred guns fired a salvo in front of the city gate, and the sound of killing shook the sky for a while, and even the metal giant beasts that specialized in dealing with demon beasts were also blown to pieces!

Massive cannons shatter metal monsters' arms, stray bullets shattering their chests. The cockpit was beaten to a bloody pulp, and thousands of troops and horses of the Futu Army were blown up and scattered in all directions.

But they got up from the ground again, pulling the never-ending horses, the undead army of murderous beings.

The fierce artillery fire blasted through the dust, and the front of Jizhou was already oppressed, and the Futu army was pouring in like a tide, and a strange giant shield appeared at the front of the team! It was actually a warrior of the troll clan.

This warrior is different, covered in heavy plate armor, tall as a child, wearing a horned helmet on his head, and a special helmet that only leaves a small hole under the nose to breathe, which is a human tank. It held a huge shield in its left hand, and wielded a huge iron ten feet long and three feet thick in its right hand. There was a small pit in the helmet, and it turned out that the first thing the gunners on the tower hit was not a fantasy, but a real monster.

Troll warriors are born with a sense of honor, they pride themselves on hand-to-hand combat, they only wear cloth clothes when fighting, and they mock the fact that only women fight in thick armor.

But the troll has lost its glory.

On closer inspection, the brilliance in its eyes dimmed, leaving only blood, a furious color, a distorted color.

The commander frowned, he didn't expect that this troll was still a rare "blood rage" in the clan, their pupils were red, redder than blood. Looking at its muscles bulging high, it is even more than three times stronger than ordinary trolls, and it is a noble warrior with pure blood.

But it has fallen to such a state.

The troll wears a huge iron ring around his neck and a heart-rending roar that looks like a captive dog.

Can't let it get any closer!

The commander raised the huge explosive bomb, this is a weapon tailored for metal monsters, only a metal monster with infinite strength can lift this huge weapon of 450 catties, one is not enough, he manipulated the metal monster to lift two, aiming at the place where the shield is down.

- Boom!

A succession of bombardment shells, each containing enough power to tear ordinary troll warriors to pieces!

But this monster is very fierce.

Its giant shield resisted, and the huge projectile exploded in front of the shield, and the shockwave pierced through the armor, literally shaking the troll's internal organs and seriously injuring it! The second shot shattered the wrist bone of its wrist, but it rushed faster!

Trolls don't have any restorative spells.

They can only be crippled if they have broken hands and feet, could it be that this troll is completely ignorant of the stakes and has been brainwashed by King Tieler?

As it approached Jicheng under artillery fire, the Futu Army used it as a shield to rush forward, trampling through the hooves of horses, crushing the remains of the metal monster to pieces.

With one shot remaining, the commander held his breath as he aimed down on the shield.

Explosive bombs are divergent attacks that produce explosions and shockwaves that can inflict effective damage from the void below the shield.

- "Boom!"

"Good!" the soldiers cheered, and the blast hit the shield beneath the shield, shattering the troll warrior's feet. Its thick iron armor was already covered with flesh and blood, and only broken bones were left to support it, and it didn't want to fall, so it suddenly roared and "got !!up" and stood up!

Countless broken bones pierced into the meridians of the troll's feet, and it let out a heartbreaking roar along the way, and it still didn't lose all the dignity of the troll.

The army is approaching.

All that remained was slaughter, and the troll warrior lifted its monstrous iron aloft and swept it towards the city gates, dozens of people being cut in half! The Commander manipulated the metal monster to step forward and caught the troll warrior's second sword.

"Slaves from nearby are quite useful. "On the sand dunes not far away, King Tiele watched all this indifferently.

Behind him, there were seven horsemen, as if they were five men and two women, all dressed in black robes, as desolate and desolate as the wind and sand of the desert. These seven people, all of them are unfathomable masters.

One of the women said, "That's a Troll warrior with extremely pure blood, and if we hadn't blackmailed his people, he would have fought to the death." However, the iron bumps of the Persians can compete with the power of the trolls, and this attack should indeed be fought sooner. Altai Mountains, are you right?"

King Tiele said, "Does your illusion really take so long to repair?"

The woman seemed to hesitate a little, and replied, "If you don't practice this kind of partial spell, you naturally don't know how tiring it is to cast the illusion. She turned her head to look in the direction of Jicheng again.

The metal monster had been slashed to pieces by the iron, and the crazy troll warrior pulled the commander out of the cabin and bit him directly.

It carried cannonballs and firecrackers to slaughter wildly, and the floating army broke through the gate and poured into Jicheng.

The battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and the red-eyed troll warrior seemed to be looking at it, as if he was glaring at King Tieler.

King Tiele said, "This is a good slave, and it may come in handy." ”

"So you let go of another slave, Altar, what are you thinking?" said one of the tall figures.

Altai did not answer, just looked at the battlefield. (To be continued.) )