The Game of Demon Hunter

Xu Yichen saw the green skin holding the gunpowder gun appear on the top of the wall, and the other green skins quickly fell silent. That special green skin seemed to be observing the battlefield. It didn't know whether it was a cannon or a gun in its hand, which made the witcher move his muscles uneasily.

Brother Dianzi was looking at those little shrimps with satisfaction at this time. These little human shrimps killed the Iron Overlord. If he could kill them with his big gun, the whole tribe would surrender under Brother Dianzi's invention! At that time, Dajiba Dianzige will not only be a Dajiba, but also the boss! It's the chief! The resources in the tribe can be used at will, and you can make as many bang guns as you want!

With a happy mood, Brother Pianzi took out a large handful of black and green powder from his crotch, poked it into the barrel with his fingers, and then another large handful, almost filling half of the barrel! The green skin is the power of the skin! Satisfied, Dianzi finally inserted a green tooth that had been polished into a tapered shape, holding a torch in one hand and a gun in the other, muttering: "Brother, today! That’s when my Brother Pianzi became famous!”

The witcher and the female warrior stared dumbfounded as the green skin thrust the torch into the barrel of the gun, and pointed it in their direction.

Then, as everyone expected, there would be no good results just looking at the amount of powder charged, not to mention the arbitrary gunpowder formula, the hand-polished barrel, and the torch poked in at the end!

After the sound of "Boom!", with the tall green skin as the center, it spread to the surrounding area within five meters, and was immediately emptied. Thanks to the rough skin and thick flesh of the green skins, except for a few unlucky guys whose brains were penetrated by parts and fragments, most of them were pushed off the city wall by the impact.

For a while, the inside and outside of the city were extremely quiet. The demon hunters who were fighting the chaos in the city were not used to the style of fighting the green skins for a while, feeling a little bustling and in a trance. I made a wrong tactic at first, but I killed the boss of the green skins directly, and then the second brother of the green skins used the self-destruct skill, and killed himself in front of the people in front of everyone.

Of course, the greenskins are not as complicated as the witcher's thinking. Seeing Brother Pianzi make such a loud noise, these guys seem extremely excited.

"Waaagh! Brother Pianzi is the most Waaagh green skin! Now I'm the boss!" A green skin who was blown blind in one eye stood up, pointed at his one eye and growled: "My eyes are the same as Brother Pianzi! Waaagh!"

It seems that many green skins think this guy's words make sense, and Waaagh with One Eye! up.

Then Cyclops was thrown off the city wall by a tin boy who seemed to be half-finished: "Brother Pianzi has already gone to find Brother Waaagh! Now I have the final say here! I am the new Iron Overlord!"

"Waaaagh! Iron King!" The greenskins responded equally enthusiastically to their newcomers, and a civil war broke out among the greenskins at the city walls.

Of course, Brother Dianzi, who has always been favored by Brother Tong, was also lucky to survive, but his arm and half of his jaw were blown off, and his only eye was also gone. The originally strong chest muscles were also tense, and the complicated organs that were different from human beings were exposed in the air, but Brother Pianzi was still alive.

A panicked Grit ran past Pianzi, stepped on Pipzi's body without any scruples and disappeared into the chaotic camp. This little Grit made up his mind to collect enough teeth while taking advantage of the chaos.

Brother Pianzi was lying on the ground, thinking why he failed. Is it because you are not green enough? Or is it not Waaagh enough on its own? With the remaining hand, Brother Pianzi groped on the ground. It touched an arm first, judging from the familiar calluses on that arm, it should belong to him, but Brother Pianzi threw the arm out without hesitation.

"It doesn't matter, it can only make failed works, Brother Dianzi can match the best!" With this thought, Brother Dianzi continued to grope, and then he touched the wreckage of his big bang gun: " This thing is really Waaagh! I think I have to study this thing."

With such an unrepentant heart, Brother Dianzi stood up from the ground, completely disregarding the injuries on his body, and he could have killed himself. But Brother Dianzi was so full of thoughts on how to improve his bang bang gun that he didn’t realize that he was in a dying state. He thought it would be better to change places before those little shrimps came in, so Brother Dianzi ignored his own strength. Hurt turned around and grabbed the fart who stepped on him.

"Hey, I can't see, you tell me which way is the way, let's go." Pitman shook the Grit in his hand and gave an order, and when he turned around, it crushed his one-eyed eye that flew out of its socket, But Brother Dianzi just rubbed his foot on his calf: "What the hell is this? It's disgusting."

Amid Fart's terrified screams, Brother Pianzi abandoned the green skins with green faces and disappeared into the mountains behind the castle as if he was not injured.

Without the leadership of the leaders, the greenskins stood in a group by themselves, and the atmosphere was no different from before the battle. The people who had just experienced the difficulty level of Chaos walked into the castle from the gate smashed by the Iron Tyrant, almost in a relaxed and happy manner.

If it wasn't for the greenskins around from time to time who felt that these little shrimps were in the way, Waaagh came over and was hacked to death on the side of the road, the witcher would feel that he was actually watching a football in a workers' stadium. These greenskins really didn't take them seriously. Even though the original chief, Iron Overlord, was hacked to death by himself outside the city gate just before their eyes, these guys were still happily driving to and from each other.

"What shall we do?" The female warrior waved a flail and smashed a Waaagh to Waaagh green skin into a concussion, pinching her nose and asked the witcher. After all, there are hundreds of green-skinned warriors scattered here and there, and there are countless farts who are not as big as humans. If you kick over a wooden barrel, two huddled ones will come out screaming. .

what can I do? I am also very desperate ah? The witcher has never encountered this kind of enemy before. Thinking of the greenskin camp that he met in the wild last time, those guys were so excited about the civil war and chose the most powerful leader. The witcher said tentatively: " Let's fight after they elect a new leader, let's visit our territory first and see what needs to be established first, after all, there are more than 2,000 people waiting to move in."

In this way, the group walked into the castle under the welcome of the green skins.

PS: This month is coming to an end soon. Thinking about being able to lead the first draft fee in my life, although it is not much, I am still very excited!

PS: Thanks to the book friend @南宫嘉木 for the reward, and thanks to the book friend @五路拉拉 Slow for the reward