Who on the battlefield, the blizzard is still raging. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The ice picks made of sea water are so hard and indestructible that they can easily break through their weak skin like blades, cut through the flesh of dwarves and werewolf tough guys, and turn them into popsicles before they even have time to let out a terrible howl.

As far as the eye can see, the area of several hundred meters has completely turned into a silent world of ice and snow, the prisoners tremble and hug each other, although their faces are frightened, but no one is injured, compared to the enemy who has become like ice sculptures, they are lucky to finally usher in a precious opportunity to turn the tables.

The portal began to glow, brighter and brighter, and a dull sound came from within, and one after another black shadows gradually revealed through the bright light, and the sound of leather boots clattering on the earth.

"It's the Imperial Pikemen!"

"And the musketeers!"

"God, the battle mages have appeared!"

"Haha, we're saved, we don't have to die!"

The trembling women and children straightened their backs at once, and the prisoners, whose faces were as sad as ashes, regained their fighting spirit and hope, and waved the weapons in their hands vigorously, and the long-lost strength flowed through their bodies again.

After the snow-white ice dragon used multiple dragon language spells in a row, his body was a little overwhelmed, and his flying posture was no longer as calm and graceful as before. Watching the human army come out of the teleportation circle like ants, and the army of converging slaves had the ability to fight against the enemy, its wings flew into the blue sky in a burst, and a complicated look flashed in its eyes.

It saw Arnold who was still struggling in the sand, and suddenly his wings were retracted and he swooped down, and his paws gently grabbed the bald man without harming him for half a minute, and pulled him out of the quicksand with a slight force, and threw him out with a swing of his claws.

Arnold rolled on the ground twice and stood up, not showing the slightest injury. He touched his head and watched as the ice dragon roared and flew into the sky, turning into a black shadow and disappearing.

"Arnold, what are you doing in a daze, beating him!" The little madman's roar woke him up from his momentary trance. He looked back and saw that the Imperial pikemen and musketeers had begun to charge the tide, with Sister Elena following closely behind, a pair of golden ponytails flying in the wind. The giant ape Mai Jin turned into a tall giant beast, and the monkey Xiaobai stood on his shoulder, roaring in unison and following him.

"Win, finally win!" Arnold took a deep breath, tightly grasped the giant sword Red Cloud in both hands, and after converging with the little madman and the others, he followed behind the army and launched a charge.

The drums of war rumbled, the roar shook the sky, and the sky was filled with the smell of gunsmoke.

The human alliance army was like a god soldier descending from the sky, stepping on neat steps, waving the weapons in their hands and moving slowly, slowly forcing up. At this time, the situation on the battlefield began to reverse, and the human soldiers surpassed each other in both quantity and quality, and gradually formed a trend of encirclement and closure.

"Warriors, the time has come to decide the victory!" Seeing that his morale was low, the dwarf king Rawang was secretly anxious, he vigorously wielded the hammer of Thor, rode on the back of a wild boar and galloped from east to west, and then stopped and roared to the sky: "Take up your weapons, fight with me to kill the enemy, and drive the humans to the sea to feed the fish!"

"Hey, fed the fish!" the dwarven warriors and hungry wolf knights shouted with their hands held in the air, their voices echoing like thunderbolts in the air.

"Alright, charge!" the Dwarven King rushed out first, followed by General Larsen and his guards, and finally a mixed coalition of dwarves and werewolves.

"Grandma, a bear, fight!" Arnold thought of his companion Lance, and his eyes turned red. He took a deep breath and waved his hands, the green tendons on his neck jumped up to the sky, and roared loudly: "Long live the human race!"

The voice was high-pitched and loud, with Arnold as the center with a faint red color spreading rapidly to the surroundings, and all human beings felt their hearts flutter, and their strength burst out like a spring, and courage, perseverance, and determination stirred in their hearts, as if if they didn't rush out to kill someone again, the whole person would explode.

"What a war roar!" Orlando looked at Arnold with wide eyes, bit his lip and secretly mused: "This bald man is really full of understanding, he has comprehended the supreme mystery of the berserker so easily, he is really a combat genius, if it weren't for He Jinshui's kid who is too demonic, Arnold's achievements may not be too much worse." ”

"Hooray!" all humans, prisoners, mercenaries and regulars, brandished their weapons and shouted together, their voices converging to break the clouds and drink the ebb tide, forming a huge wave that roared out at the enemy, startling the enemy into staring at each other.

"Hooray!" Arnold's right hand stretched out, and the red cloud flew high. "Hooray!" the warriors cheered again, brandishing their weapons.

"Hooray!" Arnold rushed out first. "Hooray!" everyone followed, staring at the enemy in front of them with red eyes, eager to tear them to shreds.

Both sides began to speed up, more and more apart, and even the snort of the other could be felt on their cheeks. The Dwarf King took the lead, and with a powerful swing of Thor's hammer, golden lightning fell from the nine skies and blasted towards the most densely populated place on the other side.

A blue lightning bolt rushed diagonally, intertwined with the golden lightning, as if an invisible hand pulled the other party into a strong deflection, and the boom exploded into the shallow sea, always stirring up monstrous waves.

"I'll take your lungs!" the dwarf king scolded angrily when he saw that he had missed the opportunity. At this time, the two sides were about to face each other and there was no room for maneuver, so he could only sigh, put his left shoulder against the shield, and slammed into the other party.

The ground trembled violently, and the loud metal noise turned into a thunderclap that resounded in all directions. The human warrior and the enemy warrior collided in an instant on the edge of the shoal, and in an instant, the human body flew sideways, the shield flew, and the warriors at the front of both sides rose into the sky and flew out, falling into the crowd and being instantly submerged.

Arnold had a murderous look on his face, he stared at the place where the dwarf king was, frantically urging the fighting spirit, waving his two-handed giant sword to bring a violent hurricane, and slashing towards the other party.

"Dwarven King, suffer death!" he kicked his feet hard, his body rising from the ground like an eagle, his greatsword raised above his head, and he slashed towards Rawang with all his strength. The sword body rubbed violently against the air and made a loud sound, and the fighting qi emitted a three-foot sword light through the tip of the sword, red like a burning flame.

"Bastard, your enemy is me!" a short figure in mid-air came first, his beard fluttering in anger, it was the dwarven general Larsen, who waved his hands around Arnold's waist, and after tearing him off the air, an upside-down mountain smashed him to the ground.

Arnold lost his center of gravity and had no choice but to lean on his shoulders and land on the ground, and after rolling in the crowd, the carp stood up, wielding a giant sword and cutting off several dwarves who wanted to fish in troubled waters, and fought with Larsen desperately.

Kill! Kill!

The human alliance and the alien alliance have met, and each of them regards each other as a flood beast, and it is completely a life-fighting style, and they are merciless when they make a move. In an instant, the battlefield was full of stumps and crowds, and races of different heights and skin colors were strangled together, and the peaceful floating island immediately became a hell on earth.

The human pikemen and the dwarven warriors squeezed each other together, shielding the front, stabbing with their weapons desperately, looking through the gaps for opportunities to pierce each other's bodies. Since the two sides were too close to swing their spears, the human warriors immediately abandoned their spears and slashed with their swords. Compared with the dwarves, they are tall and large, with long hands and long feet, and have full natural advantages, and often the dwarves' weapons are pierced through the neck by the opponent's short sword before they can get close.

"Whoa!" the howl sounded, and the hungry wolf knights brandished their sabers from the side, trying to break the flanks of the human army, but what awaited them were groups of loaded musketeers, and after a burst of gunfire, the hungry wolf knights fled back in embarrassment.

"Meteor Shower!" the human battle mage began to exert his strength.

Boom! Blazing red clouds floated in the sky, and huge fireballs fell from the sky, smashing down in the enemy's area, and exploding in the Hungry Wolf Knight's array with precision. The flames were blazing, the sparks were blazing, and the people on the back of the wolf and the wolf knights were overturned in embarrassment, and before they could see what had happened, they were buried in the flames, turning into clusters of scorched black smoke.

"Something is not good!" The Dwarf King quietly retreated while wielding a hammer to fight, preparing to retreat behind his own side and bombard the human soldiers with golden lightning, as if the situation had changed, he could quickly evacuate the floating island, leaving the green mountains without fear of running out of firewood!

It's a pity that the little madman has locked his breath, biting at the back with a black afterimage, and from time to time he will come out from a certain position and stab him with a sword, and after he misses, he will immediately withdraw and disappear in place, hating the other party's teeth itching.

"Ahh

"It looks like we can't hold it, we must evacuate here!" the Dwarven King immediately turned and fled. He was to leave here and retreat to the beach fortress, which was heavily guarded and fortified, and the men had no siege equipment with them, and could not have breached the gates with their spears and muskets.

"Leave Thor's hammer!" the little madman followed closely like a maggot on the tarsal bone, slashing and slashing the dwarves blocking his way through the crowd, and roared with grief and indignation, "Today is your death!"

"Fart! Lao Tzu won't lose!" Lawang felt the sound of the wind behind him, gritted his teeth and grabbed Thor's hammer and swung it back, the golden light exploded and split into the air, and the afterimage of the little madman had disappeared with the wind.

"Coward, greedy for life and afraid of death!" the dwarf king spat and turned to flee, and immediately heard footsteps, and looked back to see that the dwarf boy was following him. By this time, both of them had left the battlefield, and the last of their guards had fallen to the ground in pain with their arms around their necks, and there was no one around them.

"It's really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs!" Lawang gritted his teeth and turned around, holding the hammer of Thor with both hands, and roared with a hideous expression on his face: "Boy, what kind of grudge do you and I have, why bother to force each other, if you dare to take a step forward, Lao Tzu will tear you apart!"

"You must die here today!" The little madman glared at each other, his face was gloomy because of anger, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I must die at the hands of the barbarian god heir Adzar, I want to avenge my grandfather and take home the artifact!"

"It turned out to be you little evil seed!" Lawang spat and said, "It turns out that the barbarian god still has descendants, hehe, Lao Tzu didn't cut the grass and eradicate the roots when he killed the old man." Okay, if you have a kind, come up, Lao Tzu is just getting rid of you kid to prevent future troubles!"

In the face of the enemy of life and death, the little madman unexpectedly did not fall into madness, but became more and more calm and calm. He took a deep breath and moved his limbs, then the fangs in his left hand and the Soul Piercing Short Sword in his right hand were tightly grasped in his hand, and his breath firmly locked on the Dwarf King, and his legs kicked hard and disappeared into the air with the afterimage.

"It's just a trick, what can I do!" the dwarf king looked disdainful, and suddenly waved his hands back, and Thor's hammer intersected heavily with the two daggers that broke through the air.

Sparks flew and the light was dazzling, illuminating the eyes of anger and hatred on both sides. The little madman roared and took half a step back, stepping on lightning and walking through the clouds, his body walking around the dwarf king's body like a ghost, and the left sword and the right sword could not leave the opponent's vital point!

"Idiot, is that what you can do?" the Dwarf King snorted, his body was imposing, and the golden fighting qi emanated through his skin, like a flame rising into the air, and passed down his hands to the top of Thor's hammer, dragging out a long light.

Thor's hammer stirred the air, bringing out a violent air current, and the little madman wandering in all directions was shocked to find that a looming air flow locked on him, restricting him from moving freely, but like a lonely boat in the whirlpool, he involuntarily spun with it, and was gradually compressed to the center of the whirlpool. Where, the dwarven king Rawang is waiting for him wielding Thor's hammer.

"What a powerful guy!" Seeing the other party's methods, the little madman didn't dare to be careless, and his feet moved quickly to rotate around the other party, and from time to time he poked out a dagger to sneak attack the back and chest of the dwarf king.

"Haha, you can't escape, today next year will be your death day!" The dwarf king's face was calm, as if he could anticipate the enemy's opportunity, and every time the little madman sneaked up, he would detect it in advance, and then wield Thor's hammer to break the opponent's special move.

"Hey, how can this be!" Seeing that his invincible sneak attacks and assassinations had repeatedly returned in vain, the little madman looked solemn and frowned!

In the turbulent wind, the dwarf king is calm, like a sea god stepping on the earth, and every slight fluctuation in the air flow is fed back and sensed in his mind, and he can perceive the direction of the little madman's assassination in advance.

"Useless boy!" he licked his lips and said with a hideous face: "As long as you die, the vein of the barbarian god will be completely extinguished, die!"