'Shattered into powder' is just an exaggerated description after all.

In fact, it takes much more than just strength to shatter the entire gate to the point of 'powder' with a single blow.....

However, whether it was the abrupt thirty meters of the span, or the force that shattered the huge, seemingly solid gate under that blow.

After all, the onlookers on the fence on the left and right broke their eyeballs on the spot.

Among them, the eyes of the witch doctors twinkled.

Recently, they had noticed something more or less special in their communication with the trolls who had experienced the war in the three departments.

For example, 'There are a lot of witch doctors', 'It's easy to cast spells', 'Terrible vines that appear in the center of the battlefield'..... Wait a minute.

Originally, they didn't believe much in this kind of 'layman' statement.

But just now, they saw with their own eyes the ability to cross a short distance in a short time.

Perhaps, this can also be explained by 'taming' the Warcraft;

But then that kind of power is definitely 'inhuman', and that is not something that trolls can easily achieve with their physical bodies.

It's the power of magic..... The smell of Warcraft casting .....'

Therefore, there is such an association, which arises naturally.

Combined with the vague words revealed by the 'messengers' of the teeth during their previous visits, the meaning contained in them is far from being summed up in a few simple words.

Therefore, the eyes of the vast majority of the witch doctors, instead of focusing on the 'actor' Blade Fang, at this time, stared at the Boat Tooth and Meiya behind him.

Obviously, although these two young witch doctors are very knowledgeable, due to the limitation of experience, they did not take the initiative to 'hide' just now.

Whether it was the strange movements in his hands when casting the spell, or the way he chattered during the spell, it seemed to be clearly seen by the old witch doctors above.

But it doesn't matter, the 'new spell' is a 'bait' for fishing, and Blade Fang deliberately didn't warn them.

This result is one of the effects he wants to achieve.

Unlike these 'to the point' witch doctors, the chiefs of the various ministries are more down-to-earth.

Their eyes were glued to Blade Fang's body at this moment.

The weapon, the mount, and the self were stared at by a series of unconcealed gazes.

The chiefs' simplicity is not their 'kindness', and according to their respective temperaments and genders, there are many interesting reactions at this time.

Among them, the bold male is naturally the envy and yearning of the stripes, and his eyes faintly reveal a sense of worship;

But there are also some guys with fierce eyes and ruthless and jealous eyes flashing.

For most females, the 'desire' in their eyes is more intense at this time, just as a male does when he sees a beautiful female.

Leaving aside these to see the excitement, and it is very likely that the excitement will be seen at home, the blow of the blade's 'knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger' also hit the heart of the 'master' here.

His 'gorgeous' way of playing out made it impossible for the minds of the three parts to pretend to be ostriches anymore..... Even if they don't have that concept.

Soon, a young witch doctor who looked familiar greeted him from within.

His gaze kept scanning the majestic body of the blade fangs, the fragments of the gate all over the ground, and the oppressive army not far away, and his face froze and he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Blade Fang unhurriedly dismantled the overweight spear and put it back in its place, knocked the moose belly under his feet and walked to the witch doctor, looked down and took the initiative to speak,

"Where do I seem to have seen you?"

"Yes, the tooth's... Discuss.. Your Excellency, I... Fortunate.... In your department... Stayed for a while. ”

It's a nice thing to say, but Blade Fang immediately understands that this is one of the few 'nobles' who were captured and released.

"Oh? Looks like you've learned our language? ”

"Expensive... Division... Neologism is a good thing, precise.... Abundant...."

"Hahaha, good! Very good! If you can read the goods, then the negotiations will be much easier in the future. ”

"Hehe... You please..."

The witch doctor leaned sideways, out of the way, but Bladefang didn't mean to be a guest.

He raised his hand to himself, and made a '1' gesture in his puzzled gaze;

Immediately afterwards, the fingers that had been pointing upwards turned again, and made a gesture from the side towards the ground where he was standing at this time, representing 'stop'.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the seventy or eighty cavalry in the rear, with two witch doctors, galloping towards their 'horses'.

They whistled in the ugly face of the 'welcome', occupying the area where the gate had been.

Boattooth and Miya stopped beside Bladetooth, nodding to the welcoming witch doctor.

After the two sides finished saluting, Blade Fang did not shy away from the fact that the 'master' was still there, and directly commanded them,

"Miya and all the cavalry, as well as the 'totem soldiers', entered with me, and the rest of the troops with the ship's teeth set up camp here. I smashed this gate anyway, so that the brothers could work hard and repair it for others. ”

"Huh? Bright... Got it...."

"We must cultivate carefully and carefully, and work hard from the inside to the outside and from the outside to the inside at the same time, but we must remember that 'slow work can produce fine work'." Looking at the look of the boat's tooth that seemed to understand whether he understood or not, Blade Tooth had to make his words more clear.

"Got it! Your Excellency, I will do my best to do this work in detail. "Shiptooth is not stupid but very smart, and by this time he has understood and understood what Bladetooth is worried about, and he made a serious promise.

Blade Fang nodded, motioning for him to do things first, and then asked towards the 'welcome',

"Well, this ....."

"Kulifin .... Speaker... Your Excellency, I... Kulifin. ”

"Oh, what does that mean by a nice name? I mean the words in 'new language'. ”

"This...."

Curifin tried to keep a smile on his face, and after thinking for a moment, he replied uncertainly,

"Well... It seems like... Yes, 'the wind that flutters freely'. ”

'Hehe.... If there are words in the primitive troll language that can express such complex meanings, why should I promote 'new language'? ’

Bladetooth actually understood that 'Kurifin' was the original pronunciation of 'cloud', and he was just looking for something to say.

"Then tell me my name, how do you pronounce it here?"

"Nesta .. Neologism' sharp... Target.. Fangs', Your Excellency Speaker. ”

"yes, I just said that the trolls in the world are one family, isn't that right? Even if our teeth are outsiders, the basic pronunciation is still quite close. ”

"Hehe... What you said.... Yes...."

Bladefang's words weren't for nothing, his name was pronounced 'Nesta' even among the tribe.

With just a few words, the infantry battle in the rear has replaced the task of the cavalry 'guarding the gate' under the leadership of the ship's teeth;

By the way, several 'totem soldiers' replaced the original cavalry and acted as 'temporary cavalry' to the left side of the blade.

Bladetooth looked at it and found that the moose who had completed the 'desensitization training' did not show any signs of frightening due to the difference in their 'owners', so they were relieved.

So he pressed the conversation, urging his mount to go to the inside of the Curry first, leaving only one sentence in place,

"Alright, let's go."

"Yes.... I understand. ”

Looking inside and outside the ruins of the tightly guarded gate, Kurifin sighed helplessly, and had to follow the two who had already moved forward, Blade Fang and Meiya, and walked towards the interior of the Kulung Department under the bag of the knights of the brigade.

~~~~~~~~

The Kulung tribe, built on a plateau at the foot of the northern slope of the so-called 'holy mountain', is the second largest tribe seen in the life of the blade in terms of land area.

However, I had heard from the captives before that the southern foothills of the Richia were the strongest of the three.

Although it is not known how many 'populations' this one had before the war, it is known that it originally had three old system witch doctors.

In the 'old system' where there were no means of cultivating witch doctors, whether there was a witch doctor or not was born depended on individual talent;

The probability of the emergence of 'genius' can be said to be closely related to the 'population' base.

Judging from the general proportion of the tribes, the 'population' size of the Richia tribe must exceed 2500+, which can be regarded as a 'behemoth' in the Black Forest.

First, however, they lost some of their strong labor in the war;

This time, it is destined to lose hundreds of females at one time due to the impact of dental policy;

Moreover, in the previous operation against the Tooth Cavalry, their witch doctor also volunteered to sacrifice one.

Under the devastation of so many blows, its strength has become yesterday's flower.....

Of course, these 'strong' and 'weak' are for normal tribes, and for the teeth, whether it was before or now, they are not worth mentioning.

Speaking of the interior of the Curry Department, compared with the two small and medium-sized tribes of Finai and Nomen that I have visited before, the building density and housing quality here can be said to be incomparable.

However, compared with the tooth headquarters and many new stations built later, it has an obvious shortcoming.....

The ground was muddy, the environment was relatively dirty, and there was a rancid smell accompanied by the smell of rancid water, mixed with the smell of feces wafting from nowhere and seemingly everywhere.....

The stench irritated the nerves of all the people who came from their teeth, making them frown and hold their breath.

The significant changes in the faces of the 'guests' were seen by Kulifin.

After all, he spent months as a captive in the teeth, during which he not only learned a 'new troll language' that was expanded from the so-called 'primordial troll language', but also saw many things that made the teeth different.

As a result, Kulifin quickly understood the reason for their 'change of face'.

This kind of realization first made him experience the pleasure of revenge success for a long time;

But this so-called 'pleasure' was only fleeting, and he immediately came back to his senses and realized....

'It seems... Not something to be proud of....'

Such a thought flashed through his mind in a mixture of old and new troll words, causing his green face to become a little more dizzy, and his head was lowered with some shame.

Trolls are creatures with sensitive senses but a strong tolerance for the environment;

In fact, the teeth are not so pretentious, so it is naturally impossible to really feel uncomfortable because of this 'point' smell.

In fact, their performance at this time is more of a 'deliberate', expressing the attitude of 'I hate this, but I try not to take the initiative to provoke'.

This kind of 'useless' flowery intestine is naturally the idea of cutting teeth.

He wanted to use this method to keep the other trolls who had gathered, especially the clever witch doctors, in a state of 'being reminded' at all times.

Keep these guys in mind that there is a 'civilized' gap between them and their teeth.

It's hard to say whether it's useful or not, anyway, it won't be less than two taels of meat......