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Chapter eight hundred and fortieth war

A war between the Tianlang Mercenary Group and the Dwarf tribe was staged in front of Master Lin.

Lin Yang smiled and said, "It's better to come early than to come quickly. Rian, go and help the dwarves and let them show us personal favors."

Master Lin came for the casting masters among the dwarves. According to his requirements, he needed a large number of casting masters.

Although the dwarves are born casters, there are not so many masters. According to Lin Yang's requirements, it is estimated that all the masters in the entire dwarves must be gathered together.

Even if ordinary dwarf founders give them nanmu, it will be difficult to cast the magic armor that appears at the auction. The magic armor that can ignore magic below level seven and is worth 390,000 gold coins must be cast by the dwarf master.

Lin Yang was preparing to use the dwarf tribe in front of him as a gap to penetrate into the dwarfs.

Rian naturally understood what Master Lin meant, but he did not move, but shook his head and said, "Master, the dwarves are not so easy to defeat. Let's wait and see first."

"Oh?" Lin Yang raised his eyebrows and said nothing. Instead, he looked at the battlefield with great interest, wanting to see how the dwarves' combat power is. Even the holy magician Ryan had to look up to him.

The five thousand elite mercenary soldiers of the Tianlang Mercenary Group advanced neatly. Every time they stepped forward, they would make neat sounds, and there was a feeling of being pressed down on Mount Tai, slowly approaching the dwarves.

It is possible to be able to be inconsistent in the process of moving forward without any noise, and the army is so neat, it can be called a powerful force.

It can be seen that the top three mercenary groups in the Tianqian Continent are not worthy of fame.

Faced with the attack of human warriors, the dwarves did not move. They were waiting quietly. It was not until the five thousand human warriors surrounded the two high hills they occupied that the Red Bearded Dwarves chief roared.

"Rise the crossbow!"

With the roar of the Red Bearded Dwarfs, the dwarf warriors on the high hill quickly separated and dug out strange metal carts from the places on the high hill.

They actually buried this metal cart in advance into the ground on the high hills, and they seemed to have been ready for war long ago. And they were ready to do something unexpected.

The purpose of the dwarves has also been achieved, and the Tianlang Mercenary Group obviously did not expect this change.

The metal car dug out from the ground has a very strange shape, and it seems to be a cube with almost the same width and length.

In front are huge metal crossbow arrows with faint lights. In the back are many complex structures.

However, compared with the crossbows used by humans, the size of these crossbows in front of us is too large, and their width and length are more than five meters!

Each metal crossbow cart requires ten strong dwarves to push, and each crossbow cart has ten wheels to support it.

Metal crossbows, under the control of a dwarf, were all pushed to the top of the high hill, turned the front of the car and faced the bottom.

The huge metal crossbow arrows on it are good strings. Each crossbow cart has five huge metal crossbow arrows with good strings.

The metal crossbow arrows emitted a deep cold light. Under the sunlight, they looked so terrifying that the soldiers who rushed to the front of the Tianlang Mercenary Group were rushing to see each other and their bodies became cold and subconsciously tightened.

“竖盾!”

The warriors of the Tianlang Mercenary Group were not fools. When they saw the other party raided in advance, they looked at the huge metal crossbows. One of the leading nine-level war gods existed and shouted high with fighting spirit.

天狼佣兵团前排的战士,纷纷竖起一面面盾牌.嫁接地毫无缝隙,显露出精锐劲旅的素质.

But facing the special metal crossbow cart of the dwarves, these shields seemed a little weak. The huge crossbow arrows made a strong roar to greet their thick shields. They exploded.

The thick shield exploded and destroyed it with its owner. Even though they were all warriors with fighting spirit, they seemed extremely powerless in the face of the special metal crossbow cart of the dwarves.

One hundred metal crossbows and five hundred huge metal crossbow arrows took away the lives of five or six hundred warriors of the Tianlang Mercenary Group as soon as the two sides fought.

Without the orders of the Red Bearded Dwarf Chief, the dwarves who were pushing the cart were quickly busy, taking out a new wave of huge metal crossbow arrows and loading them into the crossbow chariot's arrow groove.

The giant bowstring with a moving pulley on the crossbow machine required several dwarf warriors to use all their strength to pull it.

Soon, the second round of crossbow arrows shot out again, and when the soldiers of the Tianlang Mercenary Group raised thick shields again, they took away the lives of five or six hundred soldiers.

A war between five thousand and one thousand was a one-sided situation. The warriors of the Tianlang Mercenary Group were completely at a disadvantage. On the other hand, the warriors of the Dwarves were not at all hurt and had all the advantages.

This kind of metal crossbow cart has always been exclusive to the dwarves and rarely flows to the capital of humanity. It is their way to keep the box.

If the war is so tight, then this war will win with the absolute advantage of the dwarves, but the Tianlang Mercenary Group is not the only way to be ranked among the top three mercenary groups in the Tianqian Continent.

In addition to a peak powerful magic god, there are also powerful people who are stronger than the magic god, such as the nine-level magic beast and the Xiaoyue Tianlang.

The dwarves raided in ambush, and the Tianlang Mercenary Group suffered a loss. Bruce's face was not good-looking. He looked at a man with silver hair and white face beside him and said, "Old guy, I need your help again!"

The silver-haired and white-faced man had a cold face. He only smiled when he was at Bruce. Without saying much, he nodded and flew into the air.

Only wind magic can fly briefly, and only the powerful people in the holy realm can fly in the air.

Xiaoyue Tianlang is just a level nine monster, not a powerful person in the holy realm, but it is a wind-type monster, with the innate ability of all wind-type magic below the instant forbidden spell.

When he came to the sky, the man with silver hair and white face lit up his body. The next moment, he transformed into a silver giant wolf more than 20 meters tall and thirty or forty meters long, exuding a terrifying and arrogant pressure.

The silver giant wolf roared to the sky, and dense wind blades immediately gathered in the sky. After a rough count, there were as many as thousands.

The next moment, the overwhelming wind blade shot towards the dwarves on the two high hills.

矮人族的战士们刚刚发出第二波弩箭,立即被铺天盖地的风刃给挡下了动作,高丘下方天狼佣兵团的战士们,也顺势发起了冲锋!

Lin Yang has been watching this war. Seeing this, he thought to himself that this is right! If the dwarves win, what else can he do? (~^~)
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