Scales of Eternal Order

The banner team brought by Hananke are not ordinary herders. They are all elite warriors selected by the hunting ceremony in the tribe.

In contrast, the caravan guards and hired warriors of Epicurus mostly rely on their personal bravery and martial arts to fight, obviously they are much weaker in cooperation.

Often when they are a little slack, the patient elves warrior will send the scimitar made of obsidian into their bodies.

“Send someone to send a message to the three monsters and ask them to stop those damn elf riders from damaging my property! After that, I…give them each a chain mail vest as a reward !”

Epicure glared at his trusted caravan warrior with a roar-like voice, three chain mail vests, which made him a little painful. However, he was not allowed to pay these rewards. The fighting situation is already very critical. What’s more terrifying is that the slave goods that were originally sent to Dragon Nest for “tribute” in exchange for rewards lost one-fifth of the goods in such a short time.

“One-fifth, no, nearly 1/4 of the loss, plus three chain mail vests.

Premium, this time must be a premium!”

Ogre three brothers who got the letter, the happiest is Nalu, who is always energetic and dreams of being a “blacksmith”. Of course he knows what chain armor is. It is an expensive armor made of fine metal rings nested one after another. There is no such high-class item in the arena of rewards, and he himself does not know it. With this craft, he can’t learn the skill of making such delicate things just by telling others. Maybe Bulu can learn it, Palu is also possible, but they don’t like to strike iron.

“The stingy little person, finally learned to be generous, even Nalu knows that it is better to spend money than to shed blood.”

The ogre three brothers are in the middle of the caravan battle. It won’t spread here until later, the big guy Nalu excitedly waved the newly made ebony shackles, and rushed directly to the knight and slave infantry who were glued together, without paying attention to the friendly queue being broken by him.

“Roar roar, the chain mail is yours…you slow down.” Bulu and Palu watched Nalu have launched a charge, they had to follow closely and ran all the way to catch up with the big guy and charge. pace.

The elf rider who was fighting wantonly, cutting and hitting the newly armed slave with a scimitar and shield, just heard a roar sound like ogre’s full hiccup from a distance behind him. Kupeimo’s powerful force is directly transmitted to himself and the desert steed under him through a chain of dropping from the sky.

The tall steed and the rider were beaten to fly out. It rolled and fell and stopped a rider. In the final consciousness, the elf rider saw an ogre from a height Falling heavily on the spot where he was just now, the huge weight caused the sand to sink, and Ogre sank into the sand with the depth of the normal elf calf, but this depth only covered the ankle of this terrifying monster.

“There really is ogre,” this is the last word left by the rider.

The stalemate state of his line and the elven cavalry hindered Nalu. When he got anxious, he straightened up the weapon and threw it out, and then sturdy thighs and calves directly passed over the crowded men and horses at the same time. in midair across most battlefields. Although there is an elf warrior who wants to attack with a knife in the air, the blade of obsidian can’t cut off the ogre tenacious tumor-like skin at all. Even more how ogre robust man wears a self-made armor protection.

Slightly soothed the landing and produced a tingling bigfoot, and picked up the ebony shackle inserted into the body of a desert horse.

The smell of fresh blood stimulates ogre’s hunting instinct. Nalu tore a skinned rib from the horse that had just fallen dead, and put it in his mouth to chew and swallow, while quickly spotting the hostile “little” person “A dense place.

Waving the ebony shackles, find the right direction and aim the collision angle on the body.

Running, the lanky little person was knocked into flight; continuing to run, the elf little person continued to be knocked into flight.

Even if it is an elf rider standing on a horse with stirrups, it is only the waist height of this monster who is considered to be a big monster in the Ogre race. If the difference between the two is twice the height, the difference in weight is four times.

No, definitely more than that! The blood and internal organs vomited by the horses and the riders who were knocked out can testify.

The flail swinging at first was not easy, but Nalu slowly mastered the trick: keep the chain spinning, the enemy who is far away will use the chain to slap, and the enemy who is close will use the ebony thorn to heavier The stick body greeted.

The strong ogre is unbeatable for a while.

“Barbarossa! You come to deal with this ogre! The warriors of the tribe contain this monster with the rope of a horse!”

The son of the chief has a wealth of combat experience, and has also been in the past. Encountered a situation similar to that of a huge monster fighting. So he directly called out the name of the tribe “chanter”, let him use the technique of voice and speech to deal with this non-brute force opponent, and let the tribe’s warrior use restraint to harass from the side.

And he himself has to seize the opportunity while the tribe’s chanter is dragging his opponent to make a final decision.

“No matter how strong the opponent’s arm torso is, the throat and heart are always weak links in their body.”

Using elf language to read father in a low voice. Hunting skills, Hacknan stopped himself from seeing the evil monsters raging among the ordinary warriors of the tribe.

The chief’s son Dan’s blue eyes are shining brightly in the rays of light in the morning sun, and his eyes are firmly locked on the sand dunes behind the slave camp. There has been no sign of movement on the caravan guard warrior. .

“The throat and the heart have been found. Huh, cowardly human,” Hacknan raised his right hand, the sickle sword circled in the air, this is to pay attention to his safety at the time of the call. Anda warriors.

Thinking it’s almost done, the tip of the sword slammed down, piercing the air and the throat of a sneak attacker, and pointed at the small group of warriors on the shadowy side of the sand dune: “I, Hajar ·The son of Otto, Hacknan ·Otto leads the Anda warrior, ready to launch a decisive charge!”

This is the tradition of the Salem Rangers. Under the leadership of the most distinguished person, they are launched against the enemy Will not retreat, will not evade, the offensive ceremony of decides life and death.

Inspired by Hacknan, his Anda warriors couldn’t help shouting: “For Hacknan · Otto!” They tightened their stirrups to make the horse run faster to keep up with the charge of the nobles. .

The horses in the desert are sturdy and slender, with strong explosive power. Their wide hoofs can run on the sand without falling into them. They gallop on the sand dunes, leaving only the dust and dust floating behind the tail of the horse. .

Hacknan’s hexapod war horse is the bloodline of the hexapod horned beast, the battle partner of the ancient elves. After the first charge, it has been fighting for so long and is still full of energy. A ride ahead of Juechen, Shenjun is extraordinary.

Six feet are faster than four feet, and four feet are faster than two feet.

The caravan’s guards and hired warriors ride horses but are caught in a battle with the elf warriors. Unable to attend to other things, the other slaves and fighters have no mounts, so they can’t stop this group from launching a decisive charge. Elven cavalry.

Ogre Nalu, who spreads fear among the elves and slave Legion, is in trouble. The thin and tall “little person” who was originally impossible to withstand a single blow suddenly became cunning. When they got up, they continuously threw the hunting net and the lasso that restrained the horses onto themselves.

Although he was unsuccessful for a while, some people had already put on his own ebony shackles. Nalu really took some effort to prevent the weapon from being “stolen”. If you want to rush out again, as soon as you get close to the “little people” who threw the noose, they will rush away, and as long as you stand still, they will come out from nowhere to continue to harass them.

And Nalu’s fighting instinct tells himself that there is a dangerous guy hidden in these “little persons”, and if you are not careful, you will even get serious injuries. This belongs to the wild instinct of ogre, which has been proved to be correct in the wasteland and the big arena countless times.

“Need to join Palu and Bulu,” the blacksmith ogre Nalu has excellent eyesight, ogre is originally tall, and the warriors and slave fighters fighting together cannot stop their two brothers. silhouette.

But when he saw his two brothers, ready to take a step to meet, a voice rang up beside him.

“Ah!”

The voice was not loud at first, but then the voice was amplified several times in his ears. Nalu, who was suddenly attacked, didn’t feel it since the battle began. The tired body suddenly staggered, and the brain was dizzy, and there were even some signs of unsustainability.

“hmph, Osaviotisa,” the ogre Witch Doctor’s troll wand blocked the elf chant Barbarossa from stabbing Nalu’s Gom thorn, and then spraying into the trembling troll’s skull There was a strong green gas that seemed to be a rotting smell of animals and plants that would only appear in an old swamp.

These gases seem to be controlled by the voodoo incantion chanted by the ogre Witch Doctor. The breeze is difficult to blow away, and the green gases gather around the wizard chanter who attacked Nalu.

“Not good, it may be poisonous, and you cannot use the art of voice and speech.” Barbarossa, who was enveloped by the foul gas, was worried that the poison would hurt his throat, so she didn’t dare to speak rashly and used the art of voice to disperse herself. gas.

He can only choose to close his breath tightly and hide behind the surrounding warrior, hoping to solve his troubles in a safer place.

“Sorry, I want to sneeze,” Barbarossa, who rushed to the neighboring warrior, was hit on the chin by a fist that suddenly emerged from the Invisibility Technique, his teeth burst, and his body was flying high. At the same time, he heard the last voice of his life: “Oh owe…”

With a sneeze, a burst Fireball the size of a Barbarossa hit him, and green exuded a foul smell. The gas is a kind of gas that is easy to deflagrate, which greatly enhances the formidable power of the flame.

The silhouettes of the two ogre that were still far away suddenly shattered like bubbles and disappeared without a trace.

Simulation, Invisibility Technique, Flame Detonation, I want to be an ogre Bulu of Gourmet, or an ogre warlock of extraordinary natural talent.

Who said that Gourmet who wants to be a cook is not a good warlock?