Chapter 42 Anti-Guest-oriented

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With the direction of the apple core thrown out of Hannibal's hand, the barbarians who were originally hiding on the top of the mountain and holding the neck of their war horses got up neatly and got on their horses, no, to be exact, at the moment when the war horse got up, he also rode the war horse, which is a skill that only barbarians have, and the riding skills of the westerners are obviously not as good as the barbarians, and there is a big gap between the royal horse and the sparrow battle、、、、、

This canyon has no name, Hannibal from his own ambush, to ambush others many times, all happened here, the terrain here is too punctual, two entrances and a 、、、、、、、 army from both sides of the outflank, unless it is a pure air force, no one wants to retreat、、、、、、、、、、、、

Sure enough, Da Hang and Da Hang's daughter-in-law, respectively, led the stepson group and stepdaughter group, and appeared at the two entrances of the canyon、、、、、、、、、 Da Hang kissed his daughter-in-law from afar、、、、、、、、、、 Da Hang's daughter-in-law glanced at Da Hang with disgust.

Da Hang didn't care hehehe smirked、、、

"Eat meat、、、、、、、 eat meat、、、、、、、 eat meat、、、、、、"

"Feeding、、、、、、、 feeding、、、、、、、 feeding、、、、、、

"Buy、、、、、、、 Buy、、、、、、、 Buy、、、、、、"

The slogans of the four legions sounded at the same time, but only the eldest and second regiments, which had the strongest combat effectiveness, were still the same old routine, and they were killed from both sides of the hillside. Two triangular cavalry formations swept up in dust and air waves, one left and one right、、、、

Because it was to catch slaves, there were basically no arrows, a bright silver axe and gun, neatly held in a row, and the other hand, constantly afraid of hitting the horse's ass, this was a battle without any suspense、、、、、、

"How many slaves have you captured these days?"

Hannibal didn't pay any attention to the screaming scene and left the throne. Come to Marcus. Craned his neck and asked.

At this time, the eldest son and the second son still divided those desert refugees into two sections, a barbarian warrior of the eldest son group, with an axe and gun in his hand, cut the head of a desert human man who tried to resist, the left shoulder and neck into pieces, and fell、、、、、、

The women and children in the carriage hugged each other in horror, and kept watching their husbands, fathers, brothers, and sons being beheaded or knocked unconscious、、、、、、、

"Hehe、、、、、、 I like your curly hair、、、、、"

It was a barbarian warrior of the second regiment who spoke, and he was on a horse, but his body was bent so that he almost fell. With a lewd smile on his face, he picked up a desert woman with a very desert silhouette and big wavy curly hair, placed it horizontally in front of his war horse, and ran away、、、、、、、、

This woman has a pretty face and sexy lips, and after being taken away, a pair of eyes containing grievances and panic in the car looked out, and she was a ten-year-old girl who looked seven points similar to the woman. Wearing a purple gauze and a veil, tears rolled in his eyes, but they never came out. They have already experienced the destruction of the country once, and even children have learned to restrain themselves, restrain themselves from crying, restrain themselves and retain their last trace of dignity、、、、、、、、、

Marcus pulled the bookkeeping book out of his pocket. Put your index finger to your mouth and dip your saliva in it, and flipped it back and forth: "The goblin didn't catch much, 3222." Jews 12,891, Gypsies 7,773, Dwarves 16,623, Desert Humans 21,012, Elves 1,011,"

Hannibal: "Sell all but the dwarves, and I want to expand the musket team、、、、"

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In Taunting City, seven days and seven nights of grand celebrations, the battle of mammoth arrogons in the Mobius Arena is a battle between the past and the present. It is said that it was the wurmon that won the final victory, but there was only one left, so objectively speaking, the two sides were actually tied, and it was only a fight between mounts and mounts, and the riders above were not joined, so after that competition, everyone cheered and looked forward to seeing the mammoth cavalry and the dragoons compete that day、、、、、、、、、、、 or in the open area, a large-scale duel、、、、、、、、、、、 which could not be bought with any amount of money、、、、、、、、 A feast for the senses、、、、

The third competition was supposed to be held that day-

Kamodo's army had finally reached the outside of the canyon where the Gallic adventurers had been killed, and the shaving water that Kamodo had brought with him had run out, and the beard, which had been well-trimmed and elegant, was now like a weed, sloppy and covered with an ugly face、、、、、、、 Although there were only more than 300 people in the army under his command along the way, or because of carelessness in the massacre, or because of disease and death, this army was very complete, whether it was equipment and staffing, but the whole army looked dusty, with a tired look on their faces.

The Gryphon Ranger in the sky only circled once, and quickly returned to his position, and the experienced Kamodo knew at a glance that there was a situation, and it was an emergency. He subconsciously touched his chin, but when he touched the weedy beard, he immediately frowned and took it away irritably.

"General, there is a large army of about 80,000 barbarians and Angles in the canyon ahead, and it seems that there are dwarves in 、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、"

The captain of the Griffin Ranger, after landing on the ground, used all his life's strength to run to Kamodo to report、、、、

"How's the equipment?"

Kamodo asked, squinting and expressionless.

"Very well-equipped, I have never seen such a well-equipped barbarian army, at first glance it is an elite army, and it seems that there are quite a few mammoth cavalry!"

"Hiss、、、、、、、、、、 hiss、、、、、、、、、、"

Kamodo gasped, the barbaric, vulgar and barbaric abandoned highlands that almost had no connection with the civilized world, when did such an armed force rise, this tattered realm of three nonetheless, can still have such a sophisticated army, where did they come from、、、、、、、、、、、、 it is simply a lion、、、、、、、、、

Although he has absolute confidence to destroy this group of barbarians who appeared inexplicably, but first, he entered the abandoned heights this time with a mission, this battle must be painful, what to do with the task behind, where the lost tidal armor and those two immeasurable value of science and technology books are still unknown, if you risk a battle now, you will be really dumbfounded when you really find an opponent who needs to fight to the death, whether this group of barbarians is the initiator of the ambush of their own national adventure team is very important、、、、、、 He still has to lead his subordinates to leave the abandoned highlands alive, and the barbarian army in front of him is different from the small tribes that he has slaughtered and exterminated along the way, and those are just one-sided slaughters in front of his own army、、、、、、、、、、

After a moment of deep thought、、、、、、、 Camodo's lieutenant and the captain of the Griffin Ranger stood beside him, quietly waiting for his commander to give orders、、、、、、、、

"General, the barbarians of the valley have sent a troop of cavalry to us!"

Before Kamodo's musings were over, he was interrupted by a male duck with an extremely thick dialect accent.

The climate in the Abandoned Highlands today is really abnormal, at least in the northern part of the Abandoned Highlands where Hannibal is located, and the unusually hot and scorching air waves make it seem to the naked eye that distant objects are refracted and blurred、、、、、、、、

Kamodo and all the soldiers under his command saw in the blurred distance, a group of cavalry of about five people was rushing towards him, and as he slowly approached, he gradually saw 、、、、、、、、、、、、that the current rider was a young man with braided hair, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a childish look on his face, a smile on the corner of his mouth, because he was exposed to direct sunlight, so he squinted, wearing a purple and extravagant silk robe, and under his crotch was a very thin white horse、、、、、、、 At his waist was a longsword with a unique shape that glowed with a faint red glow、、、、、、、、

There was also a lean man with a terrifying scar on his face, this person could feel the viciousness and murderous aura from afar, his eyes were surprisingly sharp, so that people did not dare to look at each other、、、、、 he was on the left side of the young man、、、、、、 in his hand was a bright silver scythe, diagonally lifted in his hand, his face was a stinky face, his head was raised、、、、 his face was displeased、、、、、

There is also a handsome old man in a black robe with white hair and hair, who looks like a master who eats with his brain, either a magician or an alchemist、、、、、、、、

There is also a barbarian (eldest son) with black armor and red cloak on each of the three of them, the armor is standard, and on the chest is a badge with a double-edged axe and a saber crossed on the mammoth、、、、、、、、、、、 this group of barbarians actually has their own badge, and it seems that the power is still deeply rooted in this place、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、

Behind the five was a mammoth. Maybe it's because the speed of the mammoth is not as fast as the war horse, so it is lagging behind, the mammoth has a huge saddle, and on the huge saddle is a huge barbarian、、、、、、、、、 the barbarian is almost close to two meters seven or eight in height, a very stiff plate armor, and two two-handed swords in each hand、、、、、、、、、 yes、、、、 at first Kamodo and the officers under his command thought that the distance was wrong, yes, this guy is holding two two-handed swords、、、、、、、 As he drove away the mammoth and swung it, as if afraid that others would not know that he could pick up a two-handed sword with one hand、、、、、、、 something lay horizontally on his saddle. (To be continued......)