Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 "All throwing axemen prepare!" The old barbarian is a veteran warrior who has experienced many battles. He has experienced many winds and waves, but he still roared with a slight nervousness, because he recognized who these cavalrymen in front of him were.

　　The most powerful gang in Borderlands—the blood gang of Giuliano, the easiest to distinguish is the wild boar man riding a wasteland pig.

　　 The old barbarian had heard the story of Krini, the boar man. It took this boar man a full 5 years to kill the slave hunting team of more than 170 people, just to avenge his enslaved tribe.

　　 Later, because the slave chamber of commerce launched a huge reward for the boar man’s bad nose, he chose to leave the boar tribe and join the blood gang.

　　 The old barbarian didn't have enough confidence in the next battle. He thought that today might be the day to "return" to the holy mountain.

　　 On the other side, when the blood gang's team was approaching the range of the Big-eared Throwing Axeman, Giuliano lightly touched the sapphire ring on his little finger, and lightly chanted a few spells in his mouth.

　　 Then a huge transparent gas wall appeared above the team. This gas wall just stayed directly in front of them, unable to move, and lasted for a short time.

"Throw!" When dozens of big-eared monster throwing axe drivers on the opposite side heard the instructions, they immediately threw out the throwing axes in their hands. Unfortunately, none of the throwing axes that were spinning in the air and making a whistling sound made a hit. The enemy was all blocked by the air wall.

　　 The old barbarian did not expect the other party to have the help of spells, the expression on his face was a little discouraged, and he immediately issued the next order.

　　 "All the cavalry charge!" With his order, 55 barbarian cavalry rushed forward in a conical formation, led by a strong wolf fighter.

　　At the same time, the old barbarian himself wanted to drive the wildebeest to start a charge, but he was held back by the blue-skinned York on the side.

　　 "Old man, you are so old, what are you going to do? I think you should let me go."

　　 "Hey! What are you doing, brat!" It turned out that the old barbarian was lifted down easily by York, which shows that this guy is very powerful.

　　 Then York jumped on the wildebeest and rushed forward. As for the other 19 barbarians with black tattoos on their skin, they did not stop him. They all knew that York was the son of the chief chief.

　　 Although York's blood is impure, his courage to attack does not lose the warchief's face.

　　 "Asshole! Why don't you stop it!" The old barbarian was very angry, cursing the barbarians who were guarding him.

　　 "Old Captain, let Little York go. As a barbarian, he will eventually go through the test of blood and fire, even if he has a weird complexion."

　　 "After all, he still has the blood of the ancestors of the barbarians." Another barbarian continued.

　　 "York's magic can be more useful! Our supplies are of great value. We must use our lives to ensure that they are delivered to Bad Tooth City, otherwise it will affect our barbarians' arrangements in the land of no owner!"

　　 "Old Captain, I don't like to hear what you said. If we didn't know the importance of these supplies, we would stay where we were? I would have rushed along!"

　　 "Yes, as barbarian violent guards, it is not easy for us to endure the desire to kill. My big axe is thirsting for blood!"

　　The old barbarian can only sigh helplessly. Affected by the blood of the ancestors, most barbarians have violent tempers, and few can be as calm and calm as him.

　　 Of course, he stabilized his mind after decades of training. If a few years earlier, the kid from York would dare to **** his wildebeest? He had already been blown away with a punch.

On the side of the blood gang, when the throwing axe on the opposite side was blocked by the air wall, all the cavalry used long-range weapons after the air wall disappeared. Some used crossbows to shoot crossbow arrows, and some used long bows. Archery arrows.

　　 As for the Broken Horn Shaq, he held a javelin in each hand and threw it out like lightning.

　　 And Giuliano raised his hand two shots, and the deadly lead bullet flew forward with sparks.

　　 Within a few seconds, 15 cavalrymen in the barbarian caravan were shot down their mounts, 5 wolf fighters died on the spot, and 7 of the other 10 barbarian camel soldiers died and 3 were seriously injured.

　　 Only 40 cavalry remained to charge forward, and the blue-skinned York riding a wildebeest followed.

　　 The old barbarians saw the situation in front of them, and felt that something was wrong. Their cavalry itself was small, and they were reduced by so many troops when they fought. How can they fight?

　　 But he also knew that they had no retreat. If the blood gang came up and asked to pay the "tolls", the caravan would be spared, but if they attacked without saying a word, it showed that the blood gang had chosen to eliminate the roots.

　　 All opponents targeted by the blood gang, no one can stay alive.

　　 After shooting a round of attacks, all members of the blood gang suddenly turned to the left, then turned and left.

　　 "Go on, lead them over, the barbarians won't have deserters, they will definitely bite us." Giuliano said in a deep voice, loading ammunition in the corner by the way.

　　 In this way, the two sides fell into a chasing battle, but the blood gang was getting farther and farther away from the barbarian cavalry, and the blood gang members and the wildebeest were surrounded by a breeze.

　　 Corleone can clearly feel that his movements and the speed of his hips have been greatly improved.

　　 He slammed the big sword in his hand, and he could clearly feel the blessing of this breeze, which also made him more interested in magic.

　　 "Turn around."

　　 With an order from Giuliano, the entire blood gang turned around again, and directed various long-range weapons at the barbarian cavalry that struck.

　　 Now many wolf fighters and barbarians have learned to be smart, and they all lie on the back of the mount to prevent being shot.

　　 But if you can't shoot a person, can't you shoot a "horse"?

　　 Under another round of blows, three wild wolves under the crotch of the evil wolf fighters were hit, three camels were hit, and all the cavalry above were thrown off their mounts.

　　 As for the flintlock in Giuliano's hand, the power was still amazing, and somehow it hit the heads of two barbarians who had fallen on a horse.

　　 The next time is the moment of hand-to-hand combat. Corleone is holding the reins in one hand and the big sword in the other. With the 15-point [Strength] attribute, even with one-handed swordsmanship, he can do well.

　　 And he didn't resist in his heart at this time, did he hate fighting? No, he became obsessed with this feeling, possessing this power to dominate the lives of others, and it would indeed change a person's mind.

　　 After killing dozens of bandits of the "Black Claw" group with a big sword in Buhler Village, Corleone did not feel that his methods were cruel. Instead, he often recalled the scene of being bathed in blood rain.

　　 He even hoped that he could use the same method to treat those slave hunters who destroyed his hometown. One day in the future, he would inevitably chop off the head of the slave hunter team and place it in front of his father's grave.

　　 There really is no hatred between these barbarians and Big Eared monsters, but Corleone knew that if he did not do his best today, the blood gang would not easily forgive him.

　　 After all, he is not an official member yet, just like an "apprentice".

　　 "I must live, so I can only choose to kill you. The only thing I can guarantee is that I won't let you die in pain, sorry..." Corleone thought.

　　 He squeezed the reins in his hand, and the icy sword against his shoulders was also lifted forward.

　　In the side, the wild boar man's nose showed a cruel expression, and the hideous shackles spun in his hands.

　　 "Laughing Face" also turned the two scimitars in his hands a few times, and at the same time let out a low excitement laugh.

　　 On the opposite side of the blood gang, the remaining 17 evil wolf fighters are holding scimitars, and the other 18 barbarian camel soldiers also held up their weapons.

　　 The expressions on the faces of the remaining 36 cavalrymen were full of longing for battle. They are indeed outstanding warriors who are known for their courage. It is a pity that they have encountered the blood gang, and the ending is already doomed.

　　 One of the strong barbarian fighters roared: "After death, we will meet in the holy mountain. We will drink endless bee wine, endless feasts, and endless battles!"

　　 "Whether it is a Big Ear Monster or a human being, it will receive such supreme glory! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

　　 After speaking, these cavalry roared and attacked forward, without any fear in their hearts.

　　 At the time of the battle, Corleone’s wildebeest ran faster than other wildebeests for some reason or excitement.

　　 What he didn't notice was that a small white flying insect got into the ear of the wildebeest.

　　 Corleone didn't expect that he would be at the forefront alongside the bad-nosed wasteland pig. Huobi also noticed the guy next to him, and it immediately pleasing Corleone to his eyes.

　　 But this is actually a misunderstanding, Corleone just wanted to follow behind the smile.

　　 The two cavalrymen were intertwined like waves of slaps against each other. Corleone dodged the barbarian's double-edged axe, and with the help of the terrifying speed of the wildebeest sprint, he chopped out a big sword.

　　 first cut the barbarian directly from the position of his throat with a sword, and then he blocked the scimitar of another wolf fighter.

　　 As for the boar man's bad nose performance, the wolf fighter in front of him threw the trapping net in his hand, trying to shoot him off the mount.

　　 But the boar man slammed out the chain yoke directly to the sky, and then turned hard in his hand, and directly wrapped the trapping net on the chain yoke.

　　 This series of actions all happened in the blink of an eye. You must know that the wolf fighter on the opposite side is an elite veteran warrior, and his throwing skills are very clever.

　　 But it was easily deciphered by the wild boar, the wolf fighter continued to charge with a machete, and then his head was blown by the wild boar like a watermelon.

　　 Several of the barbarian fighters have also directly fallen into a violent state. This state is not something that all barbarians can master, at least they must be elite fighters like Zabu.

　　 After this round of fighting, only 16 of the Barbarian’s cavalry were still on the mounts, 20 of them lost their breath forever, and the blood gang only injured one severely, which shows the huge gap between the strengths of the two.

　　 One of the blood gang members was shot down, and his opponent was the blue-skinned York who also rode a wildebeest.

　　 This young barbarian fighter has amazing power. Otherwise, how can ordinary people get along with the cyclops? I'm afraid it will be smashed into meatloaf if you are not careful.

　　 And the loss of the blood gang is so small, not only the mount and equipment dominate, but more importantly, it has magical assistance.

　　 This is related to the [Intermediate Acceleration Technique] blessed by Giuliano with the magic ring. Everyone's speed has increased by 30%. This increase is very scary. (Elementary 10%, Advanced 50%, Master 80%, Grand Master 100%)

　　 The blood gang member who fell on the horse did not lose his combat effectiveness. Although his leg broke, he still slaughtered a barbarian who fell near him with a scimitar in his hand.

　　 The two men and horses turned back and continued to charge each other. Many barbarians continued to shout in excitement. It was indeed an extremely honorable thing for them to die in battle.

　　 The blood gang is different. One of their criteria is that they must extend a helping hand to the brothers who are suffering, so the Boars rushed to the wounded first.

　　 When he was about to approach the seriously injured member, he picked him up with his hands and threw him on the back of the wasteland pig.

　　 "Fuck, bad nose, my broken leg was shaken by you like this, I'm afraid it's completely turned into powder!"

　　 "You panic, go back and let the old lizard help you heal!" The boar man responded with disdain, and continued to rush forward.

　　 And Corleone shook off the blood stains on the great sword, and followed the cavalry to launch the second round of charge.

　　On the other side of the battlefield, the old barbarian and his men were waiting anxiously on the spot. One of the barbarian guards said angrily:

　　 "Old Captain, you should send us over to have a look!"

　　 "What did you do in the past? How fast can you ride on a camel with your weight? Can you be shot to death with an arrow like a dog?"

　　 "It's him, I should bring the Earth Dragon Beast mount out, and riding those big guys will I be afraid of a group of robbers?"

The old barbarian replied with disdain: "First of all, in such a dry environment, the earth dragon beast can't hold on for a few days. Second, those guys are not ordinary robbers, but the most powerful gang in Borderlands—the blood gang. Never underestimate the enemy. Up!"

　　 After the old barbarian finished speaking, the dozens of violent guards showed more excited expressions, so the blood gang is definitely an opponent worth fighting.

　　Even a violent guard failed to control the desire to kill in his heart, so he chopped the camel beside him with an axe.

　　 "Asshole! What are you doing..." Before the old barbarian's words fell, an iron ball with sharp corners flew straight towards him not far away.

　　 It turned out that it was the little giant "Little Gray Ball" who made the shot. After attracting the barbarian's attention from the front through the blood gang, the little gray ball crawled into the nearby gravel.

　　 After finding the correct position and angle, the little gray ball decisively threw out the special iron ball in his hand. This could not throw an object a few meters in the hands of ordinary people, but he could throw a distance of more than 100 meters, and his arm strength was extremely terrifying.

　　 And the old barbarian is indeed rich in experience, he instantly felt a "killing intent" from a distance, which can also be said to have formed a keen conditioned reflex after decades of fighting.

　　 "Hide!" After yelling this word, the old barbarian escaped the attack of the iron ball, but a violent guard next to him failed to respond.

　　 This barbed iron ball hit his chest directly. He didn't have time to say his last words, and he died because of a broken heart.

　　 Now, the other barbarians can't bear the violent guards anymore. This kind of "despicable" sneak attack behavior is what makes them look down the most.

　　 These guys all went into a violent state directly, holding a giant axe or mace and rushing towards the position of the little gray ball.

　　 Seeing that his attack did not work, the expression on the face was a bit regretful, but the movement in his hand did not stop, and then he threw three iron balls.

　　 However, he chose to slap a mad, this skill of throwing an iron ball is very expensive, even if the little gray ball has the blood of a giant, after using this special force technique, he also needs to relieve muscle soreness in time.

　　 The three iron **** did not hit the violent guards who ran over. After precautions were taken, these elite fighters responded very promptly. Instead, one of the iron **** hit the Big Eared Warrior in the back row.

　　 There was a big hole directly on the Big Eared Warrior. He screamed and fell to the ground and soon died. The Big Eared Warriors nearby all showed scared expressions.

　　 "Bring me back! Don't chase!" the old barbarian shouted angrily, but to no avail.

　　 Back to Corleone, the cavalry charge in the second round of the two sides had already been handed over. This time the blood gang still had a great advantage.

Some barbarian fighters were killed by a scimitar, some were shot down by a spear, and the worst was a wolf fighter. After his whole body was hit by the wild boar's nose, his body and the trapping net in his hand were entangled. On the chain yoke.

　　 This resulted in a "humanoid weapon" in the hands of the wild boar.

"Hahaha, are you funny, bad nose, did you treat the enemy like this?" The seriously injured blood gang member lying on the back of the wasteland pig laughed. UU reading www.ukanshu.com even blood was coughed up Up.

　　 "You! Shut your mouth! If you bother me, I will throw you down!" The wild boar was so popular that he threw the shackle on the ground, leaned over and drew a spear from a corpse.

　　 Corleone was a bit unlucky. He was shot into the air by the blue-skinned barbarian. After the two met, Corleone actually felt a huge force from the big sword.

　　 Then he flew upside down from the back of the wildebeest. Fortunately, he reacted in time and rolled on the ground, but the big sword in his hand fell to the ground.

　　 But the situation on the field is no longer a threat to Corleone, because only two of the 16 barbarian cavalry and wolf fighters are still on their mounts.

　　 One of them is the blue-skinned barbarian York, and the other is the wolf fighter with half of his arm cut off.

　　 "Blue skin, go back, my sister, introduce, you!"

　　 "What are you talking about, old Badi, how can I be a deserter as a barbarian, don't insult me!"

　　 "You, wildebeest, run fast, let's go." After speaking, the wolf fighter ignored him, but continued to launch a tragic charge.

　　 "You idiot with big ears, how could I leave my comrade-in-arms behind!"

　　 After talking, York also drove the wildebeest forward, and at the same time he put the giant axe behind his back, chanting an unknown spell in a low voice.

　　 "God of the earth, I will use your power..."

　　 Then from York's hands, a huge granite stone was gradually formed, and the surface of the stone was still covered with lightning bolts.

　　 The wildebeest under York's crotch made a painful neigh, and it seemed that they couldn't bear the weight of their back.

　　 Then York raised the 1.5-meter-diameter boulder with lightning in his hand and threw it towards Giuliano.