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265 The Lich Cinamus (7)

The first time the barbarians met, they were fooled by the behemoths of the rescue army!

They did not expect that these behemoths, who were almost blind at night, were still so lively. Each attack of these behemoths was as powerful as thunder. They not only had skillful fighting skills, but also had a hint of violence in their weapons! The wrist guards on the barbarian's arms could not stop the impact of these powerful warriors, and they were often chopped and broken in half!

These barbarians suffered a great loss.

Their previous opponents have always been weak and weak elves, so how could they know that Bemon is so powerful!

The giant elephant warriors are born experts in swordplay. These days, they have been annoyed by the trajectory of these demons. Coupled with the previous losses in the building complex, these giant elephants are extremely angry. However, the demons have been killed, so the Bemons naturally spread their resentment on these barbarians. Although the steel weapons on hand have been broken, they are still slashing them wantonly.

Every barbarian swept by them will explode terrible wounds on their bodies.

The half-elf musketeers also began to return to the battlefield. In the rain of throwing stones just now, they had to choose to avoid it, so they gave these barbarians an opportunity to take advantage of it. Under the command of the officers, these half-elfs quickly walked out in a scattered formation. The musketeers that had been silent for a long time raging again, crowding the savages on the stairs and the city towers did not even need their excessive aim.

The Dwarves of Duijia rushed up, and they came around from both wings cleverly. The appearance of these dwarves was like two sharp daggers, killing them under the barbarian's nose. Because they were defeated just now, the Dwarves of Duijia seemed even more angry. They no longer cherished the weapons in their hands and smashed them to the hardest part of the barbarian's body - and in fact, the barbarian's head was not very hard!

The two-headed black-print ogres could no longer hold back. As a long-range soldier, their flying swords have been preserved until now.

With more than two hundred ogres' mental power, about six hundred big swords with both hands flew out, stabbing the barbarian's heart. The barbarian warrior who was swept through his identity body by the long sword, without exception, had his corpse in two halves, flew backwards from the city wall!

"Iverson, Tam!" Yang Dashuan pointed to the weapons they used to reach the gate at the city gate.

The two giants quickly raised their eyes and saw that the city gate was about to be opened by the barbarians. And there were many barbarians squeezing inside outside the door. These guys were quite fierce. Although the barbarians did not like to use weapons, they still defeated the half-elves. Behind these barbarians, there were already ten large-sleeved, round-waisted barbarians ready to squeeze into the door. They had discovered the weapons behind the city gate. They must have wanted to open the city gate.

"Iverson! Open the gate with all the swamp giants and prepare to charge! Da Taibao led all the centaurs to fight out, and all the troll javelins aimed at the city gate, leaving no one left! Kill them all!" Yang Dashuan waved his arms and shouted desperately.

Gao Fei sat on the spine of the Taipo and clenched the spear in his hand. The trolls and centaurs temporarily formed a cavalry to give these barbarians a good look. The biggest function of the knight is the lethality generated during charge, and this cavalry not only can the knights attack the enemy, but also the centaurs that act as mounts can be used!

All the barbarian warriors on the Red City Tower were fortunate to witness a massacre that was as classic as textbooks. Twelve giants rushed out of the gate one after another, each holding a mace that was about four meters long in his hand. When they rushed out of the Red City Gate, they threw out the mace in their hands.

The rotating mace hit the ground with a sound. Most of the barbarians squeezed together disappeared immediately. There were only meat residues that kept bursting out because the mace hit the body, and the thick blood that was splashing out wildly on a large area.

The originally dry ground was immediately covered with blood.

After taking the lead in shooting, the barbarians who were blocking the door were immediately knocked out. The centaur warriors held long axes in their hands and let out a proud roar from their throats. They raised their hooves and ran. Under the leadership of the terrifying Centaur Dataipo, nearly two hundred brave and agile figures rushed out of the gate, and they rode the troll javelins on their backs.

The trolls played a beautiful technique on the back of the centaur. After a burst of shooting, their hands were empty. The javelin had been inserted into the savage man who had fallen to the ground. When approaching the savage man's corpse, his left hand went around the centaur's neck and a light right side of his body. His right hand, which was poking out, quickly snatched the javelin inserted into the corpse, and then replied to sit down.

The movements are smooth and flowing, comparable to the authentic knight.

The centaurs were not willing to be outdone. They swung the huge battle axe in their hands and smashed them down at the barbarian who was blocking the door again. A brilliant axe light flashed in the air, and a brilliant rain of blood was blowing through the battlefield. The dry air outside the Red City was immediately filled with a strong smell of blood.

Even if there were barbarians who could block the attack of the centaur, they could not stop the spear that stabbed from the centaur's back.

This temporary cavalry shines brightly!

Oh my God! None of the eighteen barbarians could have survived a turn under this centaur axe, and it only took one knife to cut into two pieces!

Many barbarians were already stunned!

"Whoever grabs me and I will be anxious!" The Da Taibao's eyes were red, his hands shook, and the blood dripping from the long axe blade dripped down the blade and quickly penetrated into the sand.

As long as Da Taibao went further, nearly twenty barbarians in front of him would take a step back tremblingly. The big sharp battle axe in his hand, which was like a windmill, brought out a dazzling reflection under the firelight of the dark night.

No matter how thick the blood is, it cannot block the hideous cold light on the axe's face!

The door was already squeezed open, and some barbarians also took advantage of this opportunity to get in. They just poked out their heads and were stabbed by the centaur that followed!

More and more barbarian warriors rose up Yu Yong and rushed up like crazy at the group of temporary cavalry. They had no choice but to retreat, and more and more barbarians behind them were still rushing forward. Even if they were not cut to death, they would be trampled into flesh paste by the crowd behind them!

The shrill sword light flashed again!

Iverson, who couldn't rest, did not participate in this kind of battle. With his strong body of seven or eight blades, his target was of course these barbarian warriors on the city wall!

Even after throwing out the mace, he didn't know where to tinker with an oak tree. There were leaves on the oak tree, and when it waved it, it was covered with fallen leaves.

The huge oak tree in the long and long ground seemed to be a light bean sprout in Iverson's hand, and was easily swept. The place swept by Iverson was like sweeping the floor, and there were constantly raindrops on the city wall. Many barbarians also had their eyes red, and they rushed to deal with the giant wrapped in canned bodies like ants.

However, the barbarian's fist not only failed to hit the giant, but instead inspired Iverson's wildness even more.

The gate of Hongcheng was opened, but it was not the barbarians who broke it open, but the rescue army!

There were originally a large number of barbarian soldiers gathered in front of the city gate, and were shocked by the sudden surge of rescue troops. Among these rescue troops, there were not only bewitches, but also the natives of the wasteland, but also many pure-blooded elves. The barbarians were knocked out by this rescue army that surged out and rushed forward.

The strong barbarians were easily suffocated like weeds in the autumn wind. The barbarians squeezed at the door were knocked away by the army that rushed out, and then hit the stone wall.

Brain, blood and fragments of limbs dyed the city gate hole, a distance of less than twenty yards, into a huge bone buried land. What is now compared is not sword techniques or skills, but hard power.

Whoever has a big fist can speak. This principle not only applies to the races on the Hekye Continent, but also to these uncivilized barbarians!
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