Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"boom!!!"

The 8,000-pound, nearly four-ton violent giant bear, like a huge meteorite falling from the sky, hit the battlefield fiercely, accompanied by a huge sound that shook the sky and the earth, and the ashes and dust that covered the sky. A terrifying destruction was smashed on the ground, and countless cracks in the soil were like spider webs, densely covering the land near him.

However, Painhurs moved faster, the witchcraft crown gleamed with a deadly dark pink color, four slender and strong pale horses hooves fiercely kicked the ground, and the whole person flew out like an arrow from the string, avoiding Ade. Le's fatal blow.

"Damn it, isn't that white horse a spellcaster or an archer, who rushed over with a lance?"

The druid who turned into a raging bear, with the help of the protection of the sky and dust, quickly performed the natural magic, the gloomy and terrible bear's mouth dripping with foul mucus had a word, and injected a vigorous natural energy into himself Hundreds of limbs inside.

Immediately afterwards, the giant bear touched the upper and lower jaws, and again revealed a few mysterious notes, and the whole body was burning up and down! Streaks of orange-red angry flames wrapped it heavily, and even the fangs and claws were wrapped in a deadly high temperature ring of fire.

"Buzzing, buzzing."

The flame bear's ears twitched, and in the blast of flames, he keenly caught a strange sound, the bloodthirsty pupils completely occupied by bloodshot eyes, involuntarily looked back, but found nothing.

"Buzzing! Buzzing!"

The noisy sounds became more and more louder and louder, as if a hundred hornet flying around him, polishing the poisonous needles in the tail in the sun, Adler's attention was completely attracted by these **** sounds , Looked around nervously and let out an uneasy growl.

Misleading attack.

Suddenly, a dazzling and beautiful, thirty-foot-long crystal tentacles, quietly peeled away from the blood and flesh of the warchief, the orange natural fire, the bright noon sun... countless dazzling lights The rays of light projected on the hundreds of millions of fine crystal planes at the same time!

In an instant, that one seemed to be forged by the **** of craftsman himself, and it was carved with hundreds of millions of broken crystal faces. At the same time, it refracted all the brilliance in the vicinity and flickered, as if it were more beautiful than the stars in the night sky!

At this moment, the blazing giant bear was irritated by the buzzing noise of its ears. He lifted up two huge bear paws entwined with natural fire, and slapped the air constantly, trying to drive away some non-existent ones. Something was directly caught off guard!

This crystal tentacles constructed of pure arcane can ignore the best armor of the Roman Empire, even the scales of giant dragons, and directly touch their softest flesh and blood, let alone a bear skin that is not thick? The misleading attack blocked the opponent's flexible actions, and the Arcane Hand ignored the armor and fur. In Painhurs' eyes, the druid was no different from the fish on the chopping board.

"call--"

The cold wind of death brought a midnight caress. Accompanied by a creepy sigh, the pitch black crystal lightly touched on the giant bear's body. The thick hair, together with the flames on the body, seemed to be a little frustrated. In the loess land of the year, dense cracks are coming! The warm blood is like a scarlet waterfall bursting its bank, gurgling out of every pitch-black crack.

At the same time, every crevice of flesh and blood rises with gloomy dark smoke. The cracked surface is centered on the warchief, and instantly occupy half of the opponent's body. The dripping blood is like a line of red rainstorm. Instantly dyed the ground under his feet.

The flames dissipated, flesh and blood shrank, and the powerful druid restored the prototype of Teflin, and fell unwillingly in a pool of blood-the fragmented left half of his body, when it fell, was even more shattered into flesh and blood!

"Cut off his head and hang it on a spear! Let all the enemies see! Everyone! Shouting that their coach is killed!"

Painhes, who had recovered a bit of fighting feeling, quickly issued orders.

At this moment, those dead soldiers who were willing to die and used their lives to delay the pace of the horses and horses were also suffering heavy casualties under the lances and halberds of hundreds of households, and they could no longer stop the torrent of iron and steel of the monsters. The centaur, singing the battle hymn of the grassland, is like a horrible hammer, smashing heavily on the heavy knights who have fled because of the fear technique! This well-trained army was completely broken into countless pieces of fine debris!

On the other side, nearly 10,000 herdsmen, who were cut through by five thousand heavy armored men and horses, saw their prince killed in battle and the elite court guards were wiped out. They no longer had the thought of fighting, crying and dispersing. escape.

The cat people on the other side were even more stunned at the sudden turn of the battle-these big cats were originally cunning predators, and they would immediately run away if the wind was not in the right direction. Now that the employer is dead, what are they doing here?

"Retreat! Retreat!"

A male cat man who combed the mane around his face into countless dirty braids and fixed it with gold rings and bone carvings, decorated with a piercing howl, leaving behind the big green-skinned man who had been fighting with him for a long time. Guy, quickly retreated to the south.

Seeing that the leader ran away, the other cats had no intention of continuing to fight. They turned their heads and ran away. At the same time, they retracted the rapier and short spear, and once again drew out the longbow behind them, tightening their legs and urging the mount to accelerate forward. Running wildly, while twisting his waist, he shot a flint or bony sharp arrow towards the green leather and centaur chasing behind him, blocking the enemy's pursuit.

The war was won.

The horses and horses have already divided the herdsmen and outflanked them, and the pursuit and killing all the way is even more fruitful. The cavalry of Teflin was almost annihilated. The half demons surrounded by the crowd dismounted and surrendered. Several horses and horses counted the trophies with open eyes and smiles. Good horses, more than 5,000 prisoners of war, and arrows and supplies are countless.

On the other side, kill the green skin on the head, and dozens of hundreds of people and horses, chasing after the cats. Both sides bent their bows and arrows, while riding horses galloping, playing **** and cruel hunting games until the cats. The people retreated to the original camp in Greenskin.

There are fifty thousand infantry left here. He didn't collapse because the coach died in battle, but instead confronted the attacking enemy in an orderly manner. Teflin’s archery proficient nature allowed their spearmen and heavy infantry to carry bows and arrows as secondary weapons. The densely packed arrows swept over the cat’s head and pushed back the invading tribe army. .

Seeing that the other party was standing in line and well-trained, Beast Leonardo didn't want to be boring to himself. He let out a blood-coagulated horrible roar, forcibly pulled the red-eyed green-skinned boys back, and slowly retreated.

After losing more than 10,000 cavalrymen, Teflin also gave up control of the large northern pastures. The army retreated overnight to the towns near the Black Sea. After being huddled in a solid stone wall, he lost all the cavalry and a prince. Ten thousand cats mercenaries are not very reliable, and the Kingdom of Abkhazia no longer dared to start a field battle with the tribe.

Under Painhurs' orders, 10,000 horses and 10,000 orcs, like a torrent of destruction, charged at full speed in Transcaucasus, where the iron hoof stepped on, the explosion of flames and the screams of civilians were endless.

Although Taiflin tried to fortify the walls and clear the wilderness and move all the villagers into the city, the speed of the tribe’s iron cavalry was unbelievable. In addition, some half-devil prisoners, after being defeated, confessed the location of many settlements. .

In just ten days, hundreds of pastures and villages fell, countless losses of livestock and property, and nearly 10,000 people were taken to the north by monsters to serve as laborers.

Although Gredinian’s population is becoming saturated, the exploration and excavation of iron ore in the Kerch Mountains, the plan to build several settlements along the Dnieper River, the reclamation plan of the Salmatian steppe, the Transcaucasian region All the pastures require a lot of labor.

A few days ago, a group of goblins also reported to themselves that a large gold mine had been discovered on the northeast coast of the Black Sea and asked the chieftain to send more people to dig it. The Ostrogoths are also preparing to build a new port city at the mouth of the Black Sea where the Dnieper River flows into it, and strengthen tribal control over the Black Sea. These plans require a lot of slave labor.

The population, that is, the labor force is never too large.

"Monado the beast, you and your clan set out to build siege equipment, and the looting is almost complete. The rest are all huddled behind the wall. It is really troublesome. The rest of the war is probably a boring bitch."

Seeing that the villages and pastures of the Kingdom of Abkhazia were devastated by himself seven or eighty-eight, Pain Hess rearranged the task.

"Relocate the tribe of the dead poets to the forefront, select a few high-ranking prisoners, let the bards use magical charms, dominate them, and then sneak into the city to obtain the enemy's intelligence."

"And the Ostrogoths, where's their fleet? Haven't blocked the Black Sea yet?"

"The Ostrogoths are doing it, Warchief. The dead poets are expected to arrive in a week."

Several envoys who were busy turning around under Painhurs' orders hurriedly answered the leaders' orders.

"Can't you take a break? You are tired every day."

Accompanied by a series of crisp sound of horseshoes, Christina gently walked to the side of the warchief, naughty stretched out a finger, playing with it, entwining Painhes's long white hair.

"Yes, since the war with the descendants of God's choice, I seem to have never rested. With the development of the tribe, the workload is getting heavier and heavier."

The warchief rubbed his forehead slightly wearily.

"I also hate these complicated government affairs and work. I used to try to escape for a while, dreaming about taking a few dogs, a few eagles, a flock of sheep, and finding a fertile pasture to live in seclusion-but there are some things. Prevent me from doing this."

"what?"

Rouge Lima asked curiously.

Pain Hess smiled. He looked at the beautiful smile of his lover, and looked at the absolute loyalty to him under the account, and even the blood, anger and fearlessness of some fanatical worship.

Look at the green-skinned monsters, Gothic humans, and the two tanks that are forcibly tied to the tribe because they are in awe of their own strength. They look unpredictable and can't see what they are thinking. The high elves, as well as a pair of half-devil prisoners whose eyes could almost spit out fire, finally stopped at the detailed map that recorded the four shores of the Black Sea, and said with some emotion.

"Responsibility. I must be responsible to my relatives, my people, and my tribe. After doing so many things and killing so many people, even if I don't want to, I can't stop."

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