Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Bloodfury and Thunder Spear are responsible for the defense of the north. The dead poet is responsible for connection and communication. Only the six clans of Jinlu, Withered Bones, Wind Howl, Grey Mane, Toxic Bite, and Tasmar participated in this battle.

Like a tyrannical gust of wind, they surrounded the wolves in a hollow circle formation, the front row of horses and horses shot straight, the back row of horses and bows raised their bows and arrows, and they shot a continuous downpour of arrows from different angles. The sharp clusters of arrows screamed in the air, densely falling on the shields held high by the werewolves, hitting them with soreness in their left arm, and almost lost consciousness.

Hundreds of heavy iron arrows mixed in the rain of arrows, with great strength, easily penetrated the simple wooden planks, ruthlessly biting the flesh and bones of the werewolf, the barbarians who hit the arrow, wailed in pain, and raised the shield high. , The **** left arm, also fell weakly. Destroyed the entire tight shield wall-the dense rain of arrows, like all-permeable mercury falling to the ground, whizzed in along the gaps in the formation, biting the flesh and blood of the nearby wolves fiercely! Splashes of coquettish and stern blood-colored poppies, destroying the cracks in the shield wall more and more!

Facing the torrential rain that obscures the sky. The elite wolves in the inner ring also pulled out the hand crossbows around their waists, matching the hunting bows in the hands of the hunters, and coloring the people and horses outside the ring. The arrows all over the sky are like two sharp waves of iron gray, scouring and colliding with each other, almost covering the blue sky. It was frightening and dense to a terrifying level that the sound of breaking through the air completely submerged the deafening roars of the two sides.

When the centaurs shoot arrows, they still circle the circle and run at high speed. Avoid the enemy's archer's aim. But in the face of such a intensive rain of arrows, they were still riddled with crossbow arrows. The red blood, accompanied by violent movement, continued to gush outwards. Every minute and every second, there were heroic soldiers whose blood was exhausted. , Collapsed weakly on the battlefield and never got up again.

Chief Maid raised his soft and beautiful long purple hair, led the Howling Warlock, and turned into a howling horrible wind, violently skimming the long contradictory wall of werewolves, and the raging storm directly drove their hairy bodies. , Lifted high from the ground, hit the bodies of other werewolves heavily, disrupting the tight formation after another, causing the other side to cry miserably.

And the howling warrior behind her also seized this rare gap, facing the gap in the shield wall that was blown away by the wind, shooting out densely packed feather arrows like migratory locusts, those sharp arrow clusters carved out of flint and white bones. , Slashing through the thick wolf hair, tearing scarlet cracks in the thick wolf skin.

The newly appointed Captain of the Golden Rugged Guard: Gulvia, with thousands of gold Rugged soldiers, gallops around the wide battlefield. The golden shoe warrior closest to the werewolf has six limbs and hundreds of skeletons covered by two layers of sturdy leather armor. The human body is also wearing a short-sleeved chain armor shirt. Well equipped is outrageous. The gold-shoeed predator, who was a little away from the werewolf, also wore a studded leather armor covering the whole body. The mixed soldier farthest from the werewolf also has a flexible leather armor to defend against the human chest that is most vulnerable to attack.

The poundage of hunting bows and hand crossbows is not outstanding compared with the composite longbow. The closer the golden-footed centaur is to the werewolf, the more exaggerated the protective gear. With their armor, they can resist the rain of arrows of the werewolf. In six seconds, he could pull the giant bow in his hand into a full moon, and shoot a heavy arrow with a powerful force, slowly harvesting the werewolf's life.

The withered druids of Abhors have also turned into huge birds of prey, soaring above the sky, monitoring the movements of the entire battlefield-soaring in the sky, it is not just the centaur druids and their animal companions!

In order to fight for air supremacy, the druids of both sides opened a **** fight. The scream of eagles resounded through the sky!

Hundreds of fierce falcons flapped their huge wings, tearing the enemy's flesh with their sharp beaks and claws, and from time to time they led out a bunch of terrifying electric arcs, scorching the enemy's flesh and blood. The feathers covered with blood fluttered in the sky. Broken corpses covered in bloodstains fell feebly from the sky.

Tasmar warriors, regarded as heretics, are also fighting wildly on the front lines. On the elegant and beautiful back curve, there are thousands of goblins who have been forced to wash. Under the command of the centaurs, the little guys tremblingly used the short bows, slings, and javelins in their hands, and the pack of wolves that kept barking at the distance, throwing out long-range props that covered the sky and the sun.

As the chief, An Ran is carrying two beautiful and handsome elven male favorites. They held Corylon's emblem in one hand, and the open side was shining with thousands of colors. The brilliant and unusual entropy light shield distorted the nearby light and air, protecting the hostess and themselves from being shot by the loss.

The other elf held aloft the white oak wand. The tip of the rod inlaid with arcane gems shoots out arcane missiles full of magical energy, like a azure blue meteor, whizzing towards the wolves, the terrifying Austrian force field is tearing its sides into pieces. Hole’s wooden shield smashed the ribs of one werewolf after another.

All the members wear animal skin masks, and they bite the clan tightly, covering their lips and nasal cavity, holding up the wooden shield in their hands, holding the opponent's intensive volley, and slowly advancing forward. They are impatient to play with each other and shoot each other. In the game, they took out bags of heavy gastric sacs sealed with wax liquid from their rucksacks, and then took out a cross-shaped strange javelin, bit the horse and held their breath, tore it with the tip of the gun, and penetrated the gastric sac. After that, he immediately hurled towards the wolves not far away, waiting in full battle.

A cracked stomach pouch immediately floated out a creepy light green poisonous cloud, and the poison bag was stuck just in front of the cross-shaped branch. Accompanied by a sharp throwing spear, draw a line in the air

The horrible green arcs were heavily pierced on the shields of the wolves-the poisonous biting horses turned pale, and they fled backwards. The werewolves were also scared to death by this poisonous thing, and were about to hold their breath. They withdrew, but it was too late. Their eyelids seemed to be covered with a heavy burden, their hands and feet seemed to be filled with lead, and their arms slowly fell down. The weapon shields in their hands were even more heavy than a mountain range!

Seeing the enemy's state, the poisonous horses that ran away bit the horses and showed insidious smiles, scrambling to pull out the compound longbow behind them, and began to practice shooting with a fixed target.

Horus frowned. The long-range firepower coverage of the sagittarius that obscures the sky and the sun is actually terrifying to this degree. The originally confident anti-long-range and cavalry formation was also about to fall far away under the intensive offensive of the opponents.

"boom!!!"

Suddenly, a terrifying battle roar sounded abruptly from behind the Cangqing Wolf King. He quickly turned back and saw countless werewolf soldiers with twisted limbs, sunken bodies, and even broken spears pierced by werewolf soldiers. They traversed a scary and scary arc of blood, and were thrown into the high sky. With a shocking rain of blood, he fell heavily to the ground.

After being transformed into a wolf, the nine-foot-high Gothic king, standing out among the wolves, is too conspicuous. Greymane, the tribe of people and horses who were hired by the Eastern Roman Empire and fought **** battles in Anatolia for decades, has varying degrees of imperialism from equipment to thinking.

Rotating around the wolves and shooting arrows, the Chief Greymane caught a fleeting flaw in the werewolf formation-there was just a terrifying storm of Mead, raging in chaos, and the subsequent enemy army, There is no time to fill the vacancy.

As a result, the gray mane warriors, armed with Roman mail armor, armed with spears, and even riding spears, instinctively formed a cone-shaped array most suitable for tearing and penetrating the battle line, shouting wildly under the hunting gray eagle flag. Scarlett’s **** name has entered the boundless sea of ​​wolves!

They are like sharp steel knives flying at high speed, cutting and tearing the flesh and blood of the barbarians. The heroic Chief Gereel took the lead, with a sharp spear pointed at the heart of the wolf pack!