The sharp bone spurs on the backs of these beasts were almost scratched, and the top beams of the fence gates came out. Fifteen fence gates, fifteen wurmists walked out 、、、、、、、、、 neatly and orderly, three of them, before walking out of the narrow top of the fake dragon groan, this dragon groan hoarse with a hint of death, making people's hearts tremble. Probably complaining about the long and narrow wet (the body was dragged away from here, so there was a lot of blood.) These wurmers are still accustomed to living in dry areas such as the desert Gobi, and the animal trainers who are responsible for guiding them have been trampled to death several times, and their corpses have been trampled into minced meat under the front feet of these wurmers' claws、、、、

Obviously, these fifteen wurms have not been domesticated, and it can be seen from the fact that the bone spurs on their backs have not been removed, and the "dragoons" of the Persian Empire, in order to install a huge saddle and truly become a combat unit, need to manually remove the bone spurs on their backs, which is a painful process, but the wurmon will become extremely tame after this process, and will be extremely loyal to the person who removed its bone spurs.

The smell of blood that was not cleaned up in the venue made these guys uneasy, and the restlessness soon turned into irritability, and the irritability was about to be vented, and it was just at this moment that the emotions were high, and the audience who kept screaming became their target.

A wurmon opened its huge mouth, its teeth sharp as small axes, yellowed from long-term meat eating, and accompanied by the foul stench of thousands of corpses piled together. They looked at the audience, roaring, not chanting this time, it was a roar, thick saliva, and many of them sprayed the audience in the front row closest to them. One of the westerners was sprayed all over his face, thick saliva running down his ornate blue silk robes. Drip down.

The westerner didn't mind at all, and he didn't have the slightest fear of the wurm beast that was close at hand, but instead spit on the people around him with a big lump of saliva on his body, causing a burst of laughter, scolding and coaxing、、、、、、、、

Eastwood smiled shallowly, waved his hand again, and hundreds of live sika deer were thrown off the rostrum.

If you drop this height, you will probably break your legs if you replace it with other livestock. But the sika deer will not, these athletes who are good at jumping, as soon as they land, they will bounce and buffer, and then scatter and run away, but they did not run too far from the rostrum, because the wurms on the opposite side obviously had the dangerous aura of carnivores、、、、、、 so they did not dare to approach.

"If only they could breathe fire like a real dragon, then my room would be a lot less stressed!"

Eastwood laughed with the four princes around him, making a cruel but indeed funny joke.

Now the hotels in Taunt City are full, and many nobles who came late did not meet their identity because the room specifications arranged for them did not meet their identity. Sprinkled and beaten the waiter at the hotel, many incidents distressed Eastwood. The aristocracy is not so easy to serve、、、、、、、、

It's like fifteen huge crocodiles, finding prey in the lake. Four small short legs covered with scales, with cheerful steps, approached the rostrum step by step, these wurmmons. Walking seems clumsy, but in fact the speed is not slow, and the jaw shakes frequently. They saw prey, hundreds of tender and delicious prey.

At this moment of life and death, the sika deer were stimulated to their potential, and more than a dozen jumped onto the audience, because the audience was shorter than the rostrum.

Now it was even more lively, the time for the generals and barbarians with swords to show themselves had come, the barbarian sitting next to the glamorous elf housemother took the lead in stepping forward, handsome and neatly pulled out the saber at his waist while walking, and cut off the head of a sika deer neatly, and then took out a wine glass made of pure gold from his waist, connected a large glass of deer blood with temperature, and with a smile that was more dazzling than the sun, he half-knelt in front of the beautiful elf housemother: "To you!

The beautiful elf housewife, looking at the bloodstained but sexy big boy in front of her, especially the smile on her face, was really irresistible, she kissed it without hesitation, and stretched out her flexible and smooth little tongue、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、

All the men around them, with envy, jealousy, or spectator attitudes, looked at this pair, and this young barbarian probably couldn't get out of bed tonight、、、、、、

There was no suspense, hundreds of sika deer were quickly killed, many of them didn't eat, because they were already full, but they were all trampled to death or thrown up as toys and fell to death, two wurmists, raised their heads and bit the head and tail of a sika deer respectively, flicked and twisted, divided into two sections、、、、、、、、

Eastwood on the rostrum, holding a piece of cantaloupe in one hand, a glass of wine in the other, and a drop of blood, thought that the two wurms had just tore the sika deer together and splashed into his wine glass.

"Give me a new glass, I hate the smell of blood when I eat!"

Eastwood, still elegant and calm.

More than 100 kind-hearted herbivores, the sika deer, have completed their mission, and their mission is to attract fifteen wurms to the vicinity of the rostrum and get out of the way of the fence gate、、、、、、、、、、、、、

This time it was more strenuous, fifteen of them were stronger, not to say that the fat mammoth walked out of the iron fence gate slowly, the mammoth was covered with thick long hair, and under the long hair was thick and thick fat, both of which were designed to resist the cold.

Fifteen mammoths stepped out of the fence gate in unison, and I don't know whether it was the shouts of the spectators or the wind, their long hairs were blown to the left in unison, as if their bodies were also tilted to the left.

"Thank you to His Royal Highness Prince Xerxes, the crown prince of the Persian Empire, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the Viking Empire, for their friendly sponsorship of this ancient and modern competition, this is not a competition between man and beast, but a duel between the two fierce beasts of the continent!"

Xerxes and Nalou stood up and greeted the people around them, and received a round of thumbs mixed with expletives、、、、

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The desert country and the northern wasteland are all barren areas, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the science and technology are backward, so the mainland is now in a situation of four-way checks and balances.

The mammoth's temperament is obviously much more docile than that of the Yasaurian, after entering the field, it begins to gather together to play, ignoring the shouts of the audience and the debris thrown away, and it can't hurt itself anyway, the thick fat can bounce away, and isolate the nervous system in the body, even if the fat is pierced, the mammoth's special physiological structure will not feel pain as long as it does not puncture the fat layer、、、、、、、、、

The audience began to burst into laughter, and very suddenly, as if there was some unexpected incident, igniting their laughter, several distinguished guests on the rostrum, along with the laughter, also laughed, except for the prince from the building, because one mammoth rode on the other mammoth, began the most primitive piston, movement、、、、、、、、、、 mouth with a mammoth unique amplitude is very high, but not scary、、、、、 sound is actually as rhythmic as a human bed、、、、、

"No, no, no, how is this like a two-headed mammoth、、、、、、、、、、、、"

The nearest dwarf bent his head and looked at it, then pointed to the pi、、、stons in the field, and shouted loudly at the mammoth.

It didn't matter what he shouted, many spectators left their seats and ran to the front, and they followed the example of the dwarf, bent over and tilted their heads, looking at the crotch of the mammoth being ridden, and sure enough, both were male、、、、、、、、、、、

In just a moment, the audience erupted in irrepressible laughter again、、、、、、、

"I didn't expect that this beast also played with the fetish of Longyang!!"

The face of the man from the building is getting worse and worse.

Lou Lai said to Eastwood in an extremely unhappy tone: "Stop the ink, let's start quickly!"

After saying that, he sat up straight, straightened his gorgeous armor and placket, and kept tapping the armrest of his chair with his right hand. This time, the two second ancestors, Xerxes and Nalou, came to participate in the first grand ceremony of "Morbius" at the risk of being beaten to death by their own father, and according to Eastwood's request, they each took away fifteen beast mounts on which their country depended for their survival without permission.

Eastwood shrugged, his right hand raised high, and the sleeve of his shirt slid down his arm, and Eastwood actually snapped his fingers in the noise、、、

With a snap of Eastwood's fingers, the soldiers who were standing straight and standing at the front of the audience drew their crossbows from their waists and shot at the wurms and mammoths, the tips of the arrows were strange, gray and not like a metallic luster, nor like a triangle, but oval, which looked dull, and the surface was rough and uneven、、、、、、 (to be continued......