Augustus Under the Horseshoe

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Seeing the outer wall of the car fort, it was smashed by a few metal forged warhammers. The Gothic soldiers hurriedly stabbed the spears in their hands to meet the attacking troops.

However, the left arm of these hammer soldiers held up a tower shield with an iron-plated surface, protecting the owner from the inside of the shield. Under the absolute power gap, the Gothic spear and the goblin's javelin can only slam a desperate sigh on the shield of Dutie.

Accompanied by the terrifying sound of bombardment. The wooden boards that make up the outer wall of the carriage have been twisted, deformed, and cracked into a big crack!

"Our carriage is going to be broken! Everyone is good! Come and rescue!!!"

The soldiers roared desperately, but they were covered up by the noise of wind, rain, and thunder. Fortunately, the hill giants, under the pressure of sharp spears in the hands of the horses and horses, have been relying on their height advantages and dark vision to look around the entire right-wing front.

They understand that if the people on the opposite side break through the chariot, then they will suffer. Therefore, after seeing the danger of the Ostrogoths, there are two hill giants, waving wooden stakes and boulders, and stepping all the way. Countless poor goblins who died, took **** steps and joined the battle.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the movement of the Gothic soldier to stab the spear forward was stagnant. The rain around me is getting more and more majestic, and the wind is more and more raging, but the cold rain has not fallen on my head?

The priest who was in the same car also looked up at the sky suspiciously: he saw a tawny hill giant, bending his waist, which was almost shoulder-width apart and covered with muscles. His burly upper body is like a huge umbrella covering the sky, blocking the rainstorm for human beings.

"It's the hill giant! Those dogs that were kept in captivity by the Bloodfury clan!!!"

The soldiers in gold shoes also saw two huge bodies like hills through the hazy rain curtain! A hill giant bent slightly, his fingers clasped a huge rock, and placed it on the outside of the car wall. Then, his hands were loosened, and a calf-sized stone fell from the sky and hit the golden-footed man and horse. Above the shield!

"what!"

Rushing to the forefront, the golden-footed centaur, lifting the shield and swinging the hammer, issued a heart-piercing scream. The terrifying impact followed the shield and extended to his wrist. In a moment, it seemed that there were thousands of bugs. , Got into his flesh and blood, gnawing frantically every tendon and muscle of his left arm! The heavy weight of the boulder also made him unable to hold the shield in his hand.

"Huh? People, strength, so big."

The hill giant murmured, put his hands on his ugly, huge face, dipped two splashes at random, then took out the second boulder, aimed at the place where the first stone fell, and released his fingers again.

This time, the left arm of the golden shoe soldier burst into a crisp whisper. The whole arm was like noodles, and it fell softly to the waist. Two boulders the size of a calf also fell with the tilt of the shield. Sliding down, directly overwhelmed the horses and men to the ground.

The dripping blood, gurgling from the bottom of the stone, turned the water in the mud and dyed it red.

The other hill giant is not to be outdone. He grabbed a piece of pine wood that the two of them hugged together. That huge tree trunk, in his hands, seemed to be just a piece of ordinary wooden stick.

I saw that the giant erected the two thick wooden sticks together, and stabbed the golden-footed soldier, the shield held high. With a terrifying sound of cracking, the entire centaur was stabbed to the ground by a tree trunk.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!!!"

The hill giant let out a cruel laugh, like a pile driver, constantly lifting and lowering the giant wood in his hand. Smashed heavily on the heads of the horses! Every time he attacks, there will be thousands of blood water, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, splashing in all directions!

Soon, the outside of the car wall was piled up with broken corpses of people and horses, and the bottom of the stump was also covered with layers of blood and brains.

"Retreat! Retreat all to me!!!"

Coles roared angrily. If it is normal, thousands of people and horses will use the rain of arrows to cover the sky and the sun to tell those stupid hill giants how to write the word "target".

However, the entire battlefield was obscured by thick clouds. Dense raindrops the size of soybeans are almost in a line. The compound longbow, which Centaur is best at, is completely unusable. Except for the Bloodfury clan, the men and horses of other clans did not ration javelins on a large scale. The bad weather almost deprived them of their only long-range means.

Seeing the receding army of golden shoes, the soldiers let out a long sigh of relief and sat down in the rain-filled car, rejoicing for the temporary victory. The clothes on their bodies were completely wet by the rain, and the wind blew through them, making everyone feel a bitter cold.

Hundreds of low-level priests endured physical exhaustion, holding up a double-ring cross, praying to the **** of punishment for the power to heal their compatriots. The goblins on the inner wall of the car fort were even more tired and panting. They crowded in groups under the car that could shelter from the rain, relying on the body temperature of their companions to keep warm. By the way, he kneaded and beat his right arm, which was extremely sore due to high-intensity exercise.

Only the howling warlock, under the leadership of Al'Akir, still wielded his weapons, mocking the retreating enemies, accompanied by the thunder of the sky, sending them all kinds of terrifying currents. Compete against the number of enemies killed. It was so incompatible with the comrades around him.

The rigorous cold of the body has been completely dissipated by the anger of hatred.

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On the frontal battlefield, considering the wind direction, the gap in the number of friendly forces and the antidote, and the spell slots of the sorcerer, the poisonously bitten soldiers who were wrapped in cloths were not used in the first battle of Diodosiya. That terrible drama Poison, instead take out packets of poisons that are less effective and have a shorter duration. Thrown into the air.

"His—His—"

Accompanied by the terrifying sounds, the unknown poison in the stomach pouch immediately made a terrible sound after the air was lifted. A horrible cloud of horrible, yellow, puffy yellow spilled out all around.

Seeing the action of the poisonous bite, the wind howling warlocks understood, one by one, they mobilized the arcane power within the bloodline and transformed it into an unruly storm, whizzing toward the south.

The violent air current is like a substantial turbulent wave. The creatures facing this pressure can't **** air into their lungs no matter how hard they work. No way, the golden-footed centaur bends down, or turns around, breathing in fresh air with big mouths, and the neat queues instantly become chaotic.

And the withered yellow poisonous cloud filled with painful aura, even under the blow of the storm, is like the tide breaking the bank, and like a monstrous air wave, instantly engulfing a high number of people and horses, occupying a messy queue, constantly The thick poisonous mist, like the grin of death, hissed in the ears of every soldier!

"Brothers and sisters who bite! Thank you for your kindness. However, I do not accept the title of Chief of Bite. I am not qualified to bear the glory of my father."

Putrace wiped the rain off her face. Roaring loudly towards the remaining thousand poisonous bites.

"But, I, Putress, will prove to you in this war! I am qualified to replace my father and lead the whole clan to glory! I will kill a hundred soldiers with golden shoes with my own hands and let the scum, Experience the pain and torment we have suffered! I want Tolia to watch her army fall apart and her kingdom torn apart! I want to use the poisonous cloud in the sky to destroy everything she cherishes! Everything!!!"

"When I fulfill my promise, I will take over the burden of my father and become your chief. Charge with me! Brothers and sisters! AlanNure Sogros! The bite of AlanNure viper!!!"

"ALanNure Sogros!!!"

Thousands of warriors who bite poisonously, under Putrace's impassioned speech, the blood of consciousness is boiling, and there seems to be a group of soaring anger called "hatred" burning in their chests!

Through the masked cloth, they yelled out ghastly roars. A pair of cold pupils, completely occupied by terrible hatred, brandishing long contradictions, under the leadership of the leader, like a dark green tide, plunged into the withered yellow poisonous fog, and gold shoes. The centaurs started the killing of poison and iron.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Although the withered yellow fog is not very toxic, it still produces huge pain and torture after being inhaled into the respiratory tract by the creatures. The horses and horses coughed out in pain, and their necks seemed to be burned by a fire. !

A golden-lugged nobleman in chain mail quickly retracted the long sword into the scabbard engraved with a golden rose. While coughing violently, she took out a bag of detoxification medicine contained in the sealed internal organs from the package, leaned to her lips, and drank it. Reluctantly returned to normal in the terrifying poisonous fog.

Next to her, all the nobles and chief men in chain mail took out the poison neutralizing medicine from the package. He raised his head and drank it. The Jinlu clan, which has a great family and business, after making sufficient preparations, it is really enough to make people desperate. Even some ordinary herders received a poison neutralizing potion!

The soldiers who returned to normal stepped forward spontaneously, covering the poisoned soldiers, and slowly evacuated from the battlefield, seeking the rescue of medical personnel from the rear. The remaining more than a thousand members of the nobles in lock armor launched a counterattack against the roaring army of poisonous bites.

Their faces wet by the rain burst into cruel smiles. They screamed the name of the Supreme King, metal blades and spears reaching the enemy's chest!

"Long live the Supreme King!!!"

Two horrible people flocked, waving the swords of their hands, and fighting wildly in the heavy rain! Like two high-speed trains, with endless anger towards the enemy, they slammed into each other!

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