"Shoot! Don't come close!"

After Hannibal and his army reached a safe position, Hannibal turned back and said, these are his hard work, and he will feel distressed for a long time if he dies, so Hannibal decided to take advantage of the speed of cavalry and cavalry.

Tens of thousands of arrows and insect swarms obscured this canyon was not abundant sunlight, and the sound of cracking the sky was bursting, but the effect was not obvious, those creatures of purgatory, with magma protection around them, the arrows stabbed with strong force, but they seemed to have stabbed a piece of extremely elastic clay, and the metal heads of some arrows were melted off, and the poles of the arrows began to burn, which made these demons who looked terrifying in the first place, as if they had a pair of wings on fire, which looked even more terrifying.

Only three were shot to death, because the shot was near the face, especially in the eyes.

But that's enough, it's hard to finish at the beginning, and the most terrifying thing about the unknown is because you don't know where the other party's weaknesses are. But as long as you know, you can 、、、、、、、、、

Hannibal turned his head and looked at Stuart with a cruel and excited smile, and Stuart and Hannibal looked at each other to understand what Hannibal meant, and nodded at Hannibal.

"Good shot forward!"

Stewart rode from the left end of the line to the right, shouting several times.

About 300 barbarian warriors consciously marched forward in a neat fit of the horse's belly, including the second son with silver armor and white cloak, and the eldest son with black armor and red cloak.

"The prince orders that every arrow be shot in the face of these little monkeys on fire, with the same precision as you shoot in the faces of the girls!"

Stewart yelled loudly.

Those 300 barbarian warriors. Everyone was holding back a smile and a flush, and they couldn't stand being amused by Stewart's metaphor. But at the moment, he didn't dare to laugh.

Stewart pulled out the scimitar from his waist. Reaching forward, his gaze locked on the approaching strange creatures, the tip of his knife pointed directly at the "monkeys on fire" on the opposite side, and behind him 300 barbarian warriors who were good at shooting, neatly bent bows and arrows.

"Shoot 、、、、、、、、、、、、、"

The scimitar in Stewart's hand slashed down fiercely, as if with infinite depression, and the corners of his mouth rose cruelly. The cheeks seemed to be chewing on something, and the cheeks jumped and jumped.

Whoosh、、、、、、、、、、、、 whoosh、、、、、、、、、、

"Shoot them in the face!"

"in their faces、、、、、、、、、、、"

Stewart said puns on purpose or not.

Hannibal turned his head to look at Stewart, to see if he had done it on purpose. I still didn't realize that if I was smiling, if I was deliberately Hannibal, I would take off my shoes and throw away my girl.

Hannibal looked at Stewart's stern face, not like he was deliberately funny. Half of the boots were taken off. I wore it back. Glared fiercely at Stewart.

The arrows were like crocodile teeth, and the filthy flesh on the faces of the demons was like carrion corpses abandoned by the lake for a long time, and the arrows chewed on these filthy things, and the crocodile crawled out of the lake, and when they saw the delicacy that was close at hand, they pounced on it, and feasted on it, and the white teeth were sticky to the black or lilac sticky body fluids、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、 (this passage is poetic)

As far as the eye can see, it looks like pieces of lava spewing out of an active volcano are dripping onto the ground. More than twenty demons died in an instant, and many of them had more than one arrow stuck in their sneaky and evil eyes. Hannibal then discovered that these strange creatures that looked like monkeys and hyenas could actually retract their heads into the magma, like those creatures of the Westerners in the backyard - turtles, but it seemed that they could not be retracted for a long time, Hannibal guessed that these things, they were covered in magma, only the head was the most vulnerable, but his head could not stay in it for a long time. Where the temperature of their heads can not withstand it.

Whoosh、、、、、、、、 whoosh、、、、、、、、

When the heads of these demons stretched out again, as the scimitar in Stewart's hand fell again, another small but accurate and deadly rain of arrows fell.

Hannibal finally smiled, he looked ahead, his domineering right hand stretched out, and a barbarian warrior of the eldest son regiment on the side quickly slapped his horse forward, and handed over a spear without hesitation.

Hannibal laughed even more happily, spear in hand, and looked at Rage across from him with a provocation and a victor's taunt.

The spear moves forward extremely cumbersomely, much slower than the arrow, but much more powerful, and is less effective against enemies who move quickly and flexibly, but it doesn't matter, because at this moment Hannibal's target is the only demon who is still alive, or still lingering in place, with three arrows nailed to its face, and lilac bodily fluids continue to flow out, it seems that it is also a nervous creature, because the sound that comes from his mouth at this time is not just as simple as being terrifying or poignant、、、

In fact, Hannibal would have preferred that they live a little longer, and he wanted to torture these strange creatures that had slaughtered and devoured his lineage, but he didn't allow it at the moment, and the Westerner on the other side who could use magic hadn't been solved yet、、、、、、、、、

Hannibal used a spear because 、、、、、、、、、、 he still can't use a bow and arrow, and 、、、、、、、、、 foreskin has not been cut off, because he has long forgotten it when he came out to fight the world、、、、、、、、、、、

The spear stabbed through the mouth of the demon who howled and writhed in pain, and stabbed straight in, and the lava flowed down the spear, quickly carbonizing the wooden spear、、、、、、、、、 and the last demon returned to its homeland, Purgatory、、、、

、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、 dividing line!

"The westerner on the other side who can use magic, we barbarians are the most committed people, two wins in three games, we won, and you still kill my subordinates!"

Hannibal led the army forward, shouting loudly.

Hannibal pointed to the corpses of barbarian warriors scattered all around him, scattered, and continued: "They are all people whom I regard as my eldest son and second son, and each one of them is (Hannibal suddenly raised his voice)!"

"I will capture you alive, I swear by my horsewhip, I will capture you alive, nail you to an open field, and let ten thousand horses trample you, and trample you without stopping!"

Hannibal was excited because of his feelings, the green tendons on his face flared up, Hannibal was angry to the extreme, everyone in the eldest son group and the second son group, Hannibal regarded it as his own, gave them the best equipment he could come up with, drank and played every day, unless it was a war, these people usually get along with Hannibal like family. And the new barbarian warriors will soon be recognized by Hannibal. This sense of belonging between family and race will be the strongest promoter of the loyalty and combat effectiveness of this unit、、、、、

Hannibal was furious, his eyes were red again, and the blood mist on his body erupted uncontrollably. In the air like a pebble hitting the ripples of the water.

"Barbarian! The matter has come to this point, both of us are responsible, if you don't make some rude demands, you won't come to this point! I deeply regret the death of your subordinates, it's better to do this, barbarian, I will pay you 800,000 gold coins, how about you let me and my four subordinates leave, this incident will not happen. ”

Rage probably suddenly woke up, he still wanted to live, if he died now would be his biggest regret, even if he died in a month, he could 、、、、、、、、、、

He had a reason why he had to leave alive at the moment.

Hannibal squinted his eyes and said with an undeniable domineering attitude: "After you are trampled into minced meat by the horses' hooves, go and discuss with them!"

Hannibal pointed to the skull of a torn barbarian warrior on the ground, the head was empty from the temple to the top of the head, there was no flesh and bones, and the brain inside was gnawed white dirt, it seems that these demons from purgatory, like hyenas, like entrails and brains、、、、、、、、、

Hannibal looked at Lache's choking appearance and looked ahead: "Rihanna!"

Rihanna on the side nodded when she heard this, and the armor on her body whistled up again with a violent air friction sound.

Everyone only saw a silver-white light and shadow, jumping in an arc over the magma-covered rift, and the chain of crossbow barrels behind the four "Tidal Warriors" popped out again, collectively aiming at the figure that jumped over the crack in the ground, but the silver figure was too fast, and the arrows couldn't catch his tracks.

Rage also saw the right time and shot several lilac magic bullets at Rihanna, but they were all dodged by Rihanna's ghostly figure.

The metal on the arms of the four "Tidal Warriors" twisted like a stream of mercury and turned into two metal chain balls, which quickly solidified, and the head of the chain balls was a sphere covered with sharp nails.

The violent grinding of chains against the air, mixed with the crash of metal colliding together, four deadly chains, intertwined with Rihanna's ghostly figure that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

Rihanna gradually gained the upper hand, Hannibal's army was still behind her, she made a strange movement, stopped suddenly, and then 、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、struck the hilt of the knife in both hands on her waist (to be continued......