Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"The city gate is broken! Just carry something to plug the gap! Quick!" The left-behind warlord shouted loudly, and several horses and horses with golden lights hurriedly brought in some sharp stakes. However, when they saw the hideous corpses that had been crushed by gravel and wood residue inside the corridor, they stopped their horseshoes hesitantly.

"Don't be afraid! We, here comes!"

At this moment, the hill giants slowly came from the south, taking heavy steps that made the earth tremble. The big, rough feet, as hard as a rock, carefully stepped over the Gothic wooden longhouse, and every time they landed, they could raise waves of dust on the street.

The three behemoths took out more than a dozen rocks the size of a horse from the bone basket, and barely blocked the narrow corridor. The rest of the giants who are not as high as the city wall, under the guidance of the people and horses, their burly arms are spinning at high speed like a windmill, facing the direction of the catapult, throwing a round of gray shadows that obscure the sky and the terrifying huge rocks, whistling. Passing through the blue sky, smashing heavily into the wolf sea, still rolling forward, plowing out the **** gullies stained with blood and flesh.

"Are you all rubbish! I didn't hit a trebuchet! Too close, throw it far away! Right, right, arm a bit to the left!" The Howling Centaur who risked his life to climb up the city wall, bowed his head and avoided one. The werewolf counterattacked the giant rock, roaring in anger.

"understand."

From the depths of the throat, the giant hill made a grumble of dissatisfaction, fine-tuned his arms, and started the second round of salvos. This time, the huge boulders flying all over the sky landed near the war machinery, smashed and shattered two torsion trebuchets.

In this way, the trebuchet and the hill giant started a new round of mutual conflict. The former was too heavy and moved slowly, and every move was cut in the eyes of the horses and horses on the wall. The latter, hiding behind a high wall that was invisible to the werewolves, threw a round of boulders to change a place, looked at the werewolves mockingly, and blasted the place where they once stood into ruins. About an hour later, Ferrol's slinging team just destroyed all the werewolf's war machinery.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh then it is, last, one, threw, stone, ah, gadget,)

The hill giants wiped their sweat out of breath, just about to take a break, a vague wind howling warlock, and a goblin-carrying Tasmar, hurriedly rushed from a distance, telling their compatriots of terrifying information— The fire in the southern seaport was finally extinguished after burning for a whole day and night. The Great Predator's fleet swept across the dark sea, the hard bow, and hit the scorched shore.

At the same time, watching the main force of horses and horses gather on the western city wall, the werewolves in the east, like a monstrous wolf, are tirelessly hitting the eastern city wall!

Diodosiya faces land on three sides, but the south borders the Black Sea. Centaur had to dismantle the army into four parts. Before the trebuchet stormed the western wall, Abaddon was eyeing the southern coast. Therefore, the vast majority of soldiers gathered in these places.

Garrisons in the east and north are too scarce. no way. The Warlord of Jin Lu personally led the army with brilliant golden light, galloping on the narrow streets, and quickly rushed to the east to support his allies. And the hill giants, dragging their weary pace, returned to the bloodrage clan.

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Southern seaport.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

Herniwell's face was pale, she danced wildly with her graceful and seductive body, chanted mysterious magic spells softly, ascended, and threw one after another fiery flaming fireball, in the center of the Abaddon fleet, exploding Thousands of magnificent and beautiful scarlet clouds came out, tens of thousands of flame meteors dragging a dark tail flame, splattering everywhere, I don't know how many ships were burned to ashes. I don't know how many werewolves in heavy armor were buried on the bottom of the sea.

However, there were too many opponents. With the deafening sound of crashing, huge wooden boats slammed into the black sandy beach covered with ashes and charcoal. Endless bloodthirsty werewolf wearing heavy armor, holding high the shield, bathed in the majestic arrow rain, jumped off the tall ship's bow, and screamed to the sky! !

"Woo—"

Luga decisively blew the horn of the charge. He ignored the warnings of Caen and the drow. He took a few hundred warriors and launched a reckless charge, trying to get the werewolves just landed and before they were lined up. Disperse, defeat.

Hundreds of celebrity horse warriors shot Sanya quickly, killed and disrupted the werewolf’s vanguard forces. They immediately retracted the compound longbow and drew out the slender iron spear. Like a sharp sharp knife, it cut the entire pitch-black wolf tide. Torn into **** fragments.

The sharp tip of the spear fiercely opened the small gaps in the chain mail, piercing through the flesh and blood of the werewolf, causing countless broken steel rings, and the coquettish blood-colored roses to bloom in the air. The clanging sound of metals colliding with each other, the friction of iron blades across the flesh and blood, and the roar of the fierce and undaunted battles of the two sides resounded across the sky!

The huge mass of the centaur, which weighs a ton, becomes more and more terrifying when running at high speed. It is like a chariot constructed of flesh and blood, which can directly smash the fragile bones of the puppies in front of them, and crush the black wolf sea. The impact was swayed, and countless werewolves who were wounded to the ground were trampled by hard horseshoes into a pool of dead flesh.

"Roar!!"

Luga, who was covered in blood, started to kill, he threw away his hands and had already penetrated two

A werewolf's blood-stained spear drew out the sharp sword from his waist, and drew a stern arc in front of him. The armor manufacturing technology of the Gothic barbarians is quite primitive. One by one, small iron wires, just nested into a circle, pinned the end to the end, and you're done. It is neither welded nor fixed with rivets.

And the terrifying power of the horses and horses, coupled with the thick iron sword, is enough to strike the iron ring into a distortion. Let the short-sleeved chain mail on the werewolf, accompanied by the sound of metal friction, and the dazzling sparks produced by the impact, fell apart, and a large number of broken rings fell to the ground like raindrops and clinked.

Lujia shifted the center of gravity, and the iron sword swung across the chest of the mortal warrior for the second time, tearing a huge scarlet scar. The scarlet heart that was exposed to the air was also beating weaker and weaker.

"Roar!!"

Suddenly, a huge brown bear leaped up from the bow of the ship, and fell heavily in front of Luga like a Mount Tarzan. Two huge bear paws slammed on the shoulders of the horse and directly bent the enemy's horseshoes. .

The reckless warrior let out a roar, trying to get rid of the suppression of the bear's paw, but a soaring tresses quietly protruded from the top of the brown bear's head, followed by a cruel and vicious wolf face covered with black fur, furry At the end of the wolf claws, there was a delicate hand crossbow that was burning with fiery fury and enchanted by flame explosion!

Abaddon, who was riding on the back of the bear, did not hesitate to trigger the crossbow, and shot a flaming meteor, making him roar, roar, and dance, tearing directly through Luga's forehead. ! Set all his brown hair on fire!

At the same time, the Great Predator's right paw, single-handedly grasped a skeletal giant sword that is difficult for ordinary people to dance with both hands, and easily drew an arc of death, the wind whistling through the skull hole on the sword grid, issuing an order The sound of ghost crying!

The powerful and heavy blade cuts the flesh and skin of a centaur like a ruin, chopped the enemy's tendons and bones, and chopped off the head of a warrior without a pause!

"Retreat! Quick! Are you the muscle idiots of Thunder Spear? You haven't seen the crazy and ruthless cold-blooded appearance of werewolves. How could they be defeated by a charge?!"

Caen's desperate reorganization front. The streets leading to the port are all blocked by boulders and horses. Behind is full of blood and angry horses with bows and arrows. A large number of Gothic slaves, under the leadership of the drow and Asana, hid in the house and on the roof, facing the fallen compatriots, opened the short bow in their hands. Countless pastors are standing by, ready to treat the injuries of friendly forces.

The **** of punishment is extremely generous to humans. Asana and other priests, in just one day, taught thirteen unarmed slaves to become first-class priests. Herniwell swears that she has never seen the spider goddess in her life. In a short time, so many humble mortals who didn't know her before will be allowed to become devout priests serving under her sharp spider legs.