Lord Roar

Chapter 172 The Battle Begins
"At an elevation angle of 3 degrees, the direction of the Guardian Star of the God of War, shoot!" Fan Di stood on East's shoulder, no longer a scholar like before, and roared like a murderous general: "No. [-] catapult shoots, Smash them to death for me! Smash these damned humans to death, dare to run wild on Uncle Fan Di's territory, Smash them to death for me!"

Tatar and Rennes opened their eyes wide, observing this extraordinary battle in disbelief.

"Slingshots No. 5 to 7, three-block salvo, smash them to death, hahahahaha, God Kakalu, for the glory of the barbarians!" The little old man Fan Di danced and directed as if he had forgotten his race. Dwarves who operate trebuchets.

A dwarf standing on a tree with a monocular yelled: "Master Fan Di, you hit it. The incendiary bomb from the No. 2 trebuchet hit the carriage. One old guy was killed on the spot, and the other The bearded old man was rescued, but his face was covered in blood, so he probably won't live long."

"Hahahahahahahahaha! The glory of Kakalu God is everywhere!" Fan Di laughed wildly, "I knew that those stick magicians must be hiding in the carriage at the end, smashing you bastard to death, let you Commanding Lao Tzu every day, he deserves it!"

Gonzalez's eyes were a little dark. He felt that the human race had a scum like Fan Di, and it was a bad luck for them.

Sokas' face grew longer and darker.

One of the three trebuchets had been scrapped due to continuous work, but the Bloodhoof camp was still intact.

Not to mention smashing through, they didn't even break through the periphery of the beast forest.

At the beginning, when the first boulder was smashed past, a boulder was thrown out of the Bloodhoof camp as an interception.

It has to be said that the barbarians in the wilderness are bold, not only throwing out a boulder for interception, but also sending another boulder as a gift.

The boulder that fell over was not only bigger than his own, but also faster than his own.

Many soldiers of the legion were caught off guard and those who were smashed fell on their backs.

Before they had time to figure out why the other side also had large war tools, the Bloodhoof camp seemed like a big reward for no money. Boulders flew out one by one, and all of them fell on the legion soldiers without any mistakes.

You must know that trebuchets, a tool of war, exceed [-] yards, and there is no accuracy at all. No matter what you smash, they are generally deterrent, but the lethality is not great, unless a geometer calculates the angle and aligns them together Enemies throw.

But these huge boulders flying out of the Bloodhoof camp seemed to have eyes. They not only flew high, but also smashed hard. They hit every shot accurately, and there was no place to hide. Just for a short while, at least a few dollars were lost. Hundreds of legionnaires.

The most irritating thing was that there was a huge boulder tied with a burning bottle, which fell directly on a carriage at the rear of the legion. After the smashing, it exploded. The explosion was fine, and it was still burning.

After Sokas heard the news, he almost fell down.

The Holy See sent two Holy See mages to fight with him this time, just to play a suppressive role. If one of them didn't cast magic, one would be killed directly, and the other would lose half of his life.

You intercept the magic, I will not say anything, I accept my fate.

You can also stop the trebuchet, I don't bother to think about it, because I resigned to my fate.

The question is, are your trebuchets throwing stones?Who has ever seen a stone that explodes and catches fire?

Sokas wondered if there were barbarian spies around him, or why did that stone that could catch fire accidentally kill a magician?

"Rush for me! The knights rush for me!" Sokas threw away the helmet in his hand, and rushed out with the iron horse beast under his crotch.

He thinks it's better to rush as soon as possible. If he doesn't fight for a while, he probably doesn't even have the confidence to continue fighting.

At this time, the old Zach in the blood drop camp was mobilizing for battle. This is why he followed the tradition brought by Alan. Before each battle, he would do some mobilization to boost morale.

"Brothers! The bastards from the Holy See are about to rush over!" Old Zach shouted, rolling his trumpet flowers with his hands, "After they rush over, fuck them hard, don't beat them to death if they can be disabled. Remember, it’s best to break their legs, your chief Allen brother said, it’s not worth killing them, just maim them directly.”

Cologne next to him also pretended to raise his giant sword and shouted: "Your chief is not here, but our Bloodhoof tribe is still the first tribe in the wasteland! Prove it to your chief!"

"Kill them to death!" More than a hundred Bloodhoof tribe warriors shouted in unison: "God of War, for the glory of the chief."

"Remember them all!" Cologne then shouted: "What do we Bloodhoof rely on now? One, it's money; two, it's still money; three, it's all money. Those wild bears in the wasteland refuse to lose weight , The rest of the steel is used to arm them, the tribal steel is out of stock, let's mutilate the bastards of the Holy See, and when your chief comes back, let him exchange steel, equipment, and food for us!"

"Look at those poor ghosts!" Colon pointed his sword at the soldiers of the three major tribes behind the camp and shouted: "The idiots from other tribes don't want anything, why can we fight, they just stand there watching, Because they are poor, they can’t even wear poor pants, so they wear animal skins, which is really embarrassing to the barbarians!"

Tatar's face darkened immediately, and he thought to himself: You are talking like you are a f---ing native barbarian, and besides, that tribal child has been wearing pants since birth?
Bloodthirsty Billy lifted his animal skin skirt unnaturally, his face flushed slightly.

Innocently laying guns, the fighters of the three major tribes feel that they are so fucking free and looking for trouble. It would be great to be in their own tribe wearing animal skins and crawling all over their bodies. Answering the call to battle, they ran here to make people act like Nima. Mai Tai, what a cheap bone!

"So, if you can be disabled but not killed, wait for the ransom! Understand?" After Cologne roared, he pointed to the giant axe Johnny not far away and shouted: "See that idiot. Just like your chief killed him at the time, disabled the Knights of the Iron Riding Beast, do you understand?"

"Understood! Disable them!" The Bloodhoof clansmen shouted wildly holding up their weapons: "For the ransom, disable them!"

Johnny the Great Axe's eyes were about to burst into flames. If Easter wasn't standing beside him, he would have gone up and killed Cologne right away.

Now Cologne is also inflated. It would be a few months ago, not to mention the blatant Mai Tai Johnny, even if you see Johnny on the Great Wasteland, you have to run around, but there is no way, the Bloodhoof Camp is not what it used to be. , let alone Johnny, the Lion Tribe tied together is not the opponent of the Bloodhoof Camp.

"The bear leads the way! After blocking the cavalry's attack, brothers beat them to death, drive away the wolves and beasts to besiege the fighting spirit fighters!" Old Zach shouted loudly: "Kron saw the opponent's magic power and beat the griffin dwarves!" Signal, burn them to death. Brothers, let me do it!"

More than a hundred Bloodhoof clansmen rushed out of the Bloodhoof camp under the leadership of old Zack and Cologne, and charged at the former enemy, the Cavalry Beast Legion!
Old Zac was riding on the giant claw tree that was swinging left and right, and saw Sokas at a glance, and all the fighting spirit in his body surged up in an instant.

Sokas, riding the galloping iron cavalry beast, finally saw the bloodhoof warrior rushing out of the camp, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As long as you dare to come out, the cavalry cavalry on the plain will all praise you!

After thirty wasteland bears wearing plate armor with big bellies rushed out, Sokas' sneer turned into a sneer.

Sokas's sneer turned into a sad smile when he saw the Griffin Dwarf flying out after him.

When more than a hundred barbarian warriors armed to the teeth appeared holding their weapons high, Sokas's miserable smile turned into tears.

And when Easter, who finally drove the wolves out, appeared, Sokas had already started to yell. He felt that he had been tricked by the wasteland chief Manstein.

Don't they all say that barbarians are the most real?Then why did Manstein find a messenger to intercede with the Western Diocese, hoping that the Bloodletting Hoof tribe would be spared.

But thinking about it now, Sokas felt that Manstein was indeed a real person. Maybe he couldn't bear to see the Iron Cavalry Beast Legion beaten into dogs by the Bloodhoof Tribe, so he begged so tactfully. .

East may have seen that the enemy was too far away, and he didn't bother to shout roll, so he directly summoned five clay giants.

This time even Rooney and Circe felt that they had been tricked by Manstein.

Sokas finally understood why the three major tribes did not besiege the Cavalry Beast Legion at the same time, because they probably only came to watch the battle, to watch how the Bloodhoof Tribe beat the Cavalry Beast Legion.

At this moment, Circe felt a little regretful.

Because he just swore a promise to meet this so-called wood-type magister for a while.

Now he looked at the five earth elemental giants, and finally felt that he finally had a reason to refute Rooney, because this is not a wood-type magister, this is clearly a wood-type earth-type dual-element magister, and looking at the other party That ten-meter-high physique is probably considered to be a double cultivation of magic and martial arts.

It is estimated that with that physique, the average sub-dragon knight cannot withstand three punches and two kicks!

(End of this chapter)