Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

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Why can these iron men talk?

Are they... scolding me? !

Waxia Jiuzhi was startled by the sudden appearance of the dummy. His fighting instinct prevented him from feeling threatened by these iron bumps, but an unreasonable irritability swept through his body instantly.

"It's so noisy, I'll chop you to death!"

The orc war general turned his spear and slashed at the nearest iron man.

Boom!

The huge ax whizzed and struck the iron man, making a huge noise.

"Why is it so hard?"

The orc war general muttered with red eyes. After throwing the other giant ax in his hand on the ground, he kicked the Iron Man's lower body with one foot and grabbed the wooden handle of the giant ax stuck in the Iron Man with both hands and pulled it back hard.

swoosh~

"My lord, be careful!"

Chen Sheng, who was trying to climb the stairs, was pulled down by a Yu Yong soldier. The moment he raised his shield, he heard a crash like a rainstorm.

Outside the city wall, the noble knights of Sigmar, who had detoured most of the battlefield, finally approached the main position of the greenskins' siege equipment. The guards were an elite force composed of 200 orc boys and 60 orc big guys.

"Knights, level your lances and crush them!"

Little Ludwig shouted loudly, and then a bright light rose from him, turning into countless light spots and falling on all the knights.

Knights of Sigmar!

The black-armored knight activated his innate skills.

Knight of Sigmar: Within 30 seconds, increase the speed and strength of the knight within 300 meters when charging, and reduce the collision damage by 80%.

"It's a luminous centaur!"

A big orc man shouted that in their eyes, humans are extremely weak beings, except for knights and artillery, but few people in the greenskin family can distinguish the knights from various human countries.

"Boys, raise your spears!"

An orc boss who looked like a leader shouted loudly. Under his leadership, 200 orc boys quickly formed three rows and blocked the entrance of the simple siege camp. The other orc bosses sharpened their hands. The logs were scattered on both sides.

"These big brainless guys..."

A night goblin rolled his eyes at the missing piece of fence beside him.

"charge!"

Approaching the enemy formation, the black-armored knight shouted again.

I saw these knights with silver helmets and robes wearing the Sigma and Louisa family logos. They suddenly separated 50 meters away from the camp. They turned into three spears and slammed into them. Facing the cold light of the long sword, they suddenly separated. Spear, there was no hesitation in the eyes of the knights.

boom!

The frontal team of black-armored knights lined up in a row like a steel city wall and slammed into the Orc Boy's spear formation. The enemies in front of him were either directly knocked away by the war horses, or were hit by the sharp lances. Skewered into candied haws.

Those sharp weapons used against centaurs in the eyes of the orc boy seemed to have lost their effect at this moment. The sharp spears were all blocked by the fluorescent light around the knights, and were either bounced away or broken directly.

The 200 orc boys who were strong and armed with sharp weapons who formed the anti-horse formation not only failed to achieve an inch, but lost most of them in a matter of seconds.

"Don't stop, drop the bomb as planned!"

The knights who rushed into the camp did not immediately chop down the gunners like before, nor did they change their lances and use warhammers and other weapons to directly destroy them. Instead, they took out a top from the saddle bag while maintaining their horse speed. A black iron ball with a small cork.

Handheld Thunder (Excellent): Good area-of-effect damage against targets other than creatures.

Evaluation: I don’t need to tell you where this thing comes from, right?

"Go away!"

The knights pressed their thighs against the iron ball to pull out the cork, and threw it towards the engineering equipment on both sides with a cold light in their eyes.

woo~

The horn sounded.

The knights who heard the order to retreat accelerated again, coming and going like the wind.

"Damn centaurs!"

The big orc leader spit out the sand in his mouth, and his body bounced up from the ground. In the previous confrontation, he was knocked away several meters like the ordinary orc boy, but the difference was that he He did not bleed to death from his seven orifices, but survived by relying on his strong body.

"what is this?"

A big orc who also woke up from a brief coma snatched the black iron ball that a goblin gunner had just picked up.

"It will smoke and scream!"

Instead of being dissatisfied at all, the goblin who had been captured by clever hands started gesticulating excitedly, as if he understood it very well.

when!when!

The big orc man raised the bomb in front of his eyes curiously and looked at it carefully. Then he stretched out his other hand and knocked it hard.

Ah!

It’s good iron!

boom!

Explodes with thunder in hand!

Then one explosion after another rang out in the green-skinned siege camp, and together with the explosions there were puffs of small mushroom-shaped black smoke.

puff!

The big orc man who had previously held up the black iron ball to watch had to withdraw from the white space with great effort. When he opened his eyes again to look at the world, he found that the black iron ball was gone, and the one in front of him was gone. The sling was gone, and so was his hand.

"It hurts, it hurts too much."

The big orc man came back to his senses and howled miserably. He raised his half-stretched arms and ran like crazy in the camp with his sore and black face.

"An exploding iron ball? Doesn't it require an iron pipe to launch it?"

The big orc leader who luckily escaped the disaster looked at everything in front of him in shock. He couldn't understand even if he wanted to scratch his head. How did these centaurs do it? They actually threw explosions that could only be fired by iron pipes with their hands. iron ball.

"Huh, Elsa is right!"

Little Ludwig looked back and let out a heartfelt admiration.

At this moment, the black smoke of the greenskin camp has dispersed, along with the strange and exaggerated siege equipment. The surviving greenskins in the entire camp have nothing but "black skin". .

"Boss, what should we do?"

Although the big orcs suffered varying degrees of injuries, they were not reduced in number. After instinctively gathering the remaining orc boys and goblins, they looked expectantly towards the man who had been standing still since he got up. leader.

"What should I do? Of course I chose to retreat. Otherwise, what would I do if I were naked? Use your useless little wooden stick?"

The big orc leader yelled with an irritated look. He was the only one with weapons and equipment in the camp at this moment. The others, without exception, were all naked and empty-handed.

"Get your weapons and let's go."

"Ah? Weapon, what weapon?"

The younger brother said blankly. He looked around in the hope of finding a complete weapon. Unfortunately, when he looked up, except for them, everything else in the camp was turned into various fragments.

"Iron pieces, wood pieces, etc. are up to you!"

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"Knights, target enemy ranged troops!"

Little Ludwig, who had tasted the sweetness of tactics, divided the knights into five squads, and each of 5 people was responsible for killing a team of goblin or orc archers.