What is it like to be stared at with the "passionate" gaze of a large group of burly muscular hunks? Now I can tell you very responsibly that it is definitely not the legendary egg pain chrysanthemum, but it will make you miss your girlfriend's gentle or delicate eyes in an instant, and then reminisce about your relationship to escape the fact that you are being glared at by a large number of.

Why don't you have a girlfriend? Then hurry up and find one, don't be like the author, who is urged by his family every day to tear off his hair...... Well, that doesn't count.

Anyway, I was used to being watched by a group of girls around me, and I couldn't stand the resentful and angry eyes of the orc at all, so I took a decisive action to warn the other party.

I shot an arrow again. However, the arrow did not hit any target in the end, it gracefully drew a perfect arc in the air, and finally landed on the ground about a meter away in front of the orc team, and nailed its tail deep into the stone path.

Uncle Hansen, who was in charge of commanding from a distance, couldn't help but have countless black lines on his head when he saw this, and the orcs even leaned back and laughed wildly, and many of them were full of humor and even rolled to the ground with their bellies.

"Poof. ”

I also shook my hair and chuckled, but I was heard by Saria, who was very anxious and painful, and said, "Xiao Tsuba, even you laughed at yourself, what are you going to do!?

"Girl, don't you think those green-skinned monsters on the other side are really ridiculous? I didn't even see that this was my intentional action, they were really relatives of the Ice Elf. ”

The short blonde hair seemed to realize something at this time: "Ahhhh......h

Ignoring the girl, I took a deep breath and stood straight on the battlements of the city wall, instantly brushing my own sense of zài while pointing to the arrow with a cold face and exerting all my strength, and shouted word by word: "The one who stepped over this arrow." Die!"

The bustling orc ranks fell into an eerie silence once more, but soon they erupted into louder roars and roars that shook almost the entire mountain.

Although it is Chi Guoguo's provocation, it is definitely not enough to just say it with his mouth, and he must actually do it to deter the other party. In fact, just a few seconds after I made my declaration, a large orc, who was noticeably much stronger than the rest of his companions, had already walked out of the group in a menacing manner. Carrying the polished bronze battle axe, he stepped forward and raised his foot with a big grin, making it look like he was going to step on the arrow on the ground.

Well, I finally understand why Emilina would go into a rage and try to kill her every time I took the initiative to kill me after the play.

The feeling of feeling like I could point where I could hit the Soul Strike with the Blood Spell Soul Strike before came back, and this time it was clearer and stronger than ever, even including what kind of movements the body took to maximize the power of the good bow in my hand. Not only that, but I also vaguely felt the occasional breeze on the battlefield, knowing when it would occur, the approximate force and direction, how it would affect the shot, and how I could avoid the bad effects and use it.

Despite only a little bit of fur. But I really felt it. Due to the many limitations of my body, I can only use my bow and arrow to attack enemies within a hundred and fifty paces in this state, but that is enough.

I think I'm nowhere near as good as the three-free sniper girl with short green hair who uses SVD and also has a snow wolf as a pet, but at this moment, this short distance of one hundred and fifty steps is my absolute radius!

The big orcs seem to be arrogant, but they're actually on guard against my attacks. No sooner had the bowstring cracked than he raised his tomahawk and made a chopping motion. Apparently this guy's plan was to cut off with a tomahawk and, at worst, block the arrows that came at him. Then he came back with a provocation against me.

But are you sure your slow, clunky axe can really keep up with the speed of my arrows? Big?

The delicate tomahawk slid to the ground with a pleasant metallic thud, and then fell to the incomparably large body of an orc with an arrow stuck in its forehead. It made an earth-shattering noise, and it also quieted the furious orcs again.

To be honest, this arrow is so fast that I can't even see it clearly, and if I lift the calm mode, I'm afraid I'm going to be shocked and scream. But my mind was very calm, because although I didn't understand what kind of action I took subconsciously, I knew that I could do it.

After all, the orcs are a brave race. Soon, three more people took the initiative to stand up. They were dressed in roughly similar attire and seemed to be companions in the same ranks, and they were shamelessly holding wide log shields, as if they were intent on forcing a breakthrough by force with numbers and defenses.

This time, however, the orc did not hit the arrow on the ground again, but kept his distance from it.

I used to make small talk with Saizeriya and Osvia (from my side). Liu Tao once asked the two women carefully about the orcs out of curiosity. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, I was nearby at the time and happened to hear part of it.

Overall, these greenskins are heroic and martial, they have a great respect for the strong, and are keen to use force to solve all unpleasant things. If this respected powerhouse is an enemy, the orcs are also willing to challenge each other, even if it is at the risk of their lives. Because if they can defeat the opponent, the challenger will be treated like a hero, and it will be an unparalleled glory for themselves.

Yes, there may be some suspicion of being a fat man with a swollen face, but I am indeed deliberately playing myself as a strong man and provoking the orcs to deter them and stall for time. As long as the orcs continue to challenge, they will never launch a general attack. And if the hot air balloon team lasts until the afternoon and can return to the city with the hedron, what if that thing can be used as an energy source to power the hammer mech, so what if I am a clown who jumps off the beam?

What's more, I didn't have the intention of making myself a clown from the beginning!

The three orcs formed a battle group with shields raised, and then let out an indeterminate roar and charged as arrows crossed the ground. I have to admit that this couple did give me a problem, but it was only a problem.

I could have taken advantage of the unprotected calves and feet underneath them, broken their formation, and then killed them one by one with lightning speed, but I didn't do that, because if I were an orc with a tendon in my head, I would definitely think it would be better to do that.

In that case, I'll just use brute force to break it directly from the front!

After removing two arrows from the quiver, I took one in my mouth and pulled the other full open from the bowstring. The arrow shot out with a thunderous momentum, stirring so much that even the surrounding air appeared a white air flow visible to the naked eye. Even then, it failed to penetrate the wooden shield in the center, only to shatter its surface with a large number of cobweb-like marks.

Obviously, the shield was specially processed by the orcs, and it was not so easy to destroy. That being said, the speed of the three orcs' charge was still drastically slowed down by the earth-shattering explosion of the arrows on the surface of the shield, and if it wasn't for each other's support, someone would have fallen.

That's when the second arrow I had bitten in my mouth arrived. It struck the first arrow through the surface of the shield, and the shield shattered from its weight to the ground, allowing the arrow to penetrate its owner's body.

The orcs in the middle fell, and with them their defensive formations collapsed. The challenge should have ended here, but I didn't stop attacking, and killed the remaining two orcs mercilessly with a cold face.

As we have already said, the price of crossing that arrow is death!

There was finally a slight commotion in the ranks of the orcs, and although they were not scared and their morale was still high, they were still inevitably uneasy. This time, several orcs, who were obviously much brighter than the rest of the soldiers, gathered to discuss something, and one of the orcs in regular armor was still pointing at himself as if he was recommending himself, but it was not accepted.

A few minutes later, they made their decision. A slender orc who was not as muscular as the rest of his companions was found, and left the group to the arrow.

I couldn't help but look at my opponent this time: he had no protection, no heavy weapons to interfere with his movements, not even an ornament of honor, but he had a delicate wooden longbow in his hand, a quiver hanging from his back, and his eyes were as sharp as falcons in the sky.

It is said that orcs are good at close combat, but that doesn't mean there aren't archers among them. The one in front of me is clearly the best of these archers.

"Stay away from me, Saria. I took a deep breath and said to the worried girl next to me, "If you're next to you, I won't be able to guarantee your safety in the next fight." ”

Experienced archers are indeed a mage's nightmare, and the golden red short hair was not reluctant to hear this, so he pounced on my shoulder and took the initiative to kiss me, and then said seriously: "Come on, Xiao Wing." Also, be careful. ”

"Don't worry, it's going to be okay. (To be continued......)