On the steep slope, a neatly aligned armor dressed like a light bulb to attract envy stood there, no one spoke, no superfluous movements, they seemed to be steel sculptures shaped by heaven and earth, cold and emotionless.

Under the steep slope was densely packed, and the bandits who belonged to either side were all red-eyed, and their eyes were firmly fixed on the army on the mountain, and their greedy eyes seemed to devour everything.

As the only person at the level of a swordsman who was probably on one side of the alliance, Howling's eyes were very sharp, he had already seen clearly that the army on the mountain was burly, and after putting on the armor, it seemed to be a strong man who was an iron tower was a barbarian, if it weren't for the fact that they hadn't put on a helmet yet, Howling couldn't even believe that this army was actually composed of barbarians, it was incredible, such a disciplined army was actually composed of barbarians, were they some humans from the Kuiwu pretending? Howling's heart was full of doubts.

The distance between the two directions is not too far, only about 500 meters, Whirling boasted out in one step, holding an axe to the ground, the long axe handle did not sink more than a foot into the ground, and the eyes of the bandits behind Whirling were about to pop out, if they were to kill them, they would not be able to do such a pervert.

"Uh-huh・・・・・・. With the help of his might, he roared, and the sound resounded through the sky, so that the people above could hear it clearly, and the roar planned to hit the enemy's morale first, so he worked extremely hard, and the cry was continuous like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar.

"Your Excellency is right, they would do it, but isn't it stupid?" muttered a barbarian among the hoplites.

If Whistling heard this, he would probably be so angry that his lungs would have exploded, when would the barbarians, who have always been straightforward, say such about their favorite way of fighting.

"Good. Someone in the Bandit Alliance unconsciously shouted, like this kind of continuous pronunciation and this high-pitched is not something ordinary people can do, and the eyes of the remaining bandits also show a look of worship, after all, powerful people will talk about the alarm when they get there, even if their races are not the same.

Under this cry, the bandits began to get excited, and vaguely they felt that the flow of blood in their bodies began to speed up, the strength of their hearts beat more powerfully, and the continuous energy burst out from their bodies. If anyone in the know, you will know that this is the effect of the barbarian's war cry.

After the roar, Whistling was ready to speak, Whistling had a good calculation, he planned to use his power to intimidate the army of Flame City first, and then verbally carry out all kinds of co-optation and intimidation of the army of Flame City, to put it bluntly, it would make the army of Flame City disheartened, of course, it would be better if the army above could be made to surrender, because they barbarians usually do this when they fight with each other, and the stronger side will achieve good results after doing this, because the barbarians pay the most attention to strength.

Whistling thought beautifully in his heart, but Whistling's calculation was wrong today, and he forgot that he was facing a barbarian, but not a barbarian led by a barbarian.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. "Suddenly a dark cloud flew behind the hoplites on the steep slope.

"Projectile, dodge. "There were also people who had been soldiers among the bandits, and when they saw this scene, they didn't understand what it was, and the terrible screams began to spread through the crowd.

At first, the thieves wondered why a dark cloud suddenly appeared, could it be that the magician was unleashing his magic, and then they heard terrible screams from all over the place, and they hurriedly dodged, and none of them wanted to have more than one arrow shaft on their bodies.

It's just that they forgot where they were, they were at the foot of the mountain, and the archer troops of Flame City were behind the hoplites, and the tall hoplites covered the archers tightly, so the bandit alliance suffered a big loss when they were caught off guard.

Because the bandits were still on the march just now, their density was not small, and this wave of thousands of arrows could be said to be unprecedented, and the arrows entered the flesh, causing all kinds of screams endlessly. But the archer forces of Flame City didn't seem to have any intention of letting them go, and fifteen waves were shot in the blink of an eye.

Seeing a ** arrow coming, the already chaotic bandits are even more chaotic, I want to go west and feel that it is very possible to avoid this wave of arrows, I want to go north, I want to ・・・・・・ west, everyone is unique, so everyone's thoughts are also unique, I can't know what the people around me are thinking, so collision and chaos are inevitable, so that the bandit alliance that could have avoided one or two waves will eat this storm-like arrow storm one by one.

For a while, there were endless cries of pain in the bandit camp.

Relying on his superb strength, he slammed the arrows that came to attack him one by one with his axe, and shouted behind him: "Stand back, stand back." ”

The panicked bandits hurriedly retreated.

Wait until the bandits retreat to a safe place, under the appeasement of the leaders of the major leaders, this group of bandits will return to normal, which is also the whole bandit was stunned, they are the thieves of the Flame Province, and the Flame Province is a three-regardless zone, so they basically have never faced the army, this time only the army has the rain of arrows covered the bandits scared.

"What the hell, it's scary. Even though they were standing in the rear, and since what had just happened had not affected them at all, some of the leaders still said with trepidation.

"Count the losses and see how many people have been lost?" said Whistling Iron with a blushing face.

At this moment, Whistling felt that he had been tricked, he was being tricked like a fool, when did the barbarian become so cunning? Whistling had every reason to believe that this was definitely not the barbarian's own action, and it must have been the cunning lord who did it. If it were an army led by barbarians, they would definitely fight openly, not by such petty means.

If Mo Xuan knew that Wu Xiao thought this way in his heart, I am afraid that he would burst into laughter, war is the ugliest thing in human society, and when it is used in everything, it is the best evaluation of war.

But Whistling was not discouraged, after this rain of arrows, some unrealistic fantasies in his heart were also dissipated, and at this moment he just wanted to teach the army above a good lesson.

After gathering the leaders to talk for a while, a group of people swooped down the hillside with fairly neat steps.

There was no rain of arrows, no magic, and the team made a good surprise assault in front of the hoplites.

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