The Game of Demon Hunter

Brother Dianzi is very dissatisfied with the current battle situation, very dissatisfied, just listening to the screams of those idiots makes Brother Dianzi feel that this is not Waaagh at all.

"Organize a group of self-explosive boys, let them rush over from both sides, and separate the battlefield from the middle." Brother Dianzi casually pulled a passing greenskin over, and issued a bunch of orders: "It's too ugly!"

"Waaagh?" The green skin had question marks all over its face, but it was afraid of Brother Pianzi's authority, so it didn't dare to speak too much.

What does pianzi mean? The green skin that was touched rubbed his rubbery scalp with his fingers, spilling a large amount of dandruff: "I was thinking, this matter can be handed over to the group of human shrimps!"

Abhishek Singh, a prominent family once hailed as the light of the Ganges, the leader of the national armed forces, the behind-the-scenes sponsor of several resistance organizations, and the Great Ganges Asan registered in a democratic country, was just killed by a green The wallet creaked out of the tent.

None of the guards following behind dared to stop the green-skinned movement. The green-skinned man was wearing a thick metal breastplate. The armor was not polished and polished to make the armor look more ferocious. Many metal thorns were directly pierced in the On firm muscles.

The green skins wearing this kind of armor are all green skin warriors who have fought well. This is what Brother Dianzi gave these green skins as a reward after pointing out the metal casting process.

This means that even if several guards go up together, it's just a matter of slapping the green skin a few more times.

"Little Xiami! Listen, Brother Pianzi said, let you go fry those tin cans!" The green-skinned big thorn threw Abhishek on a pile of explosives, and Abhishek's face was full of fright. It's sweat.

The explosives produced by this group of green skins can't be said to be very stable. Whether it can be exploded or when it will be exploded is unknown!

Seeing that the faces of the little shrimps were pale with fright, the green skin showed a satisfied smile: "The little shrimps just have no guts! I'm going to Waaagh to have a good time!"

The big, silly green-skinned man freed himself as soon as he turned around, and rushed towards the chaotic battlefield in the distance, brandishing a machete.

The charge of the paladins seized the gap in the city wall, but the heavy cavalry was quickly restrained by the green skin's muscles, and the cavalry who had lost their impact were not as good at fighting as the dismounted infantry.

As a result, in less than three minutes, the two sides were entangled again. The battlefield was like a carnival for the greenskins. The greenskins who had gathered the team in the rear kept rushing towards the battlefield.

Brother Dianzikong has several times the superior force of the opponent, but he can't organize it, and the scattered greenskins seize the opportunity and rush forward.

That scene was like a primary school head teacher catching his own students in an Internet cafe.

The benefits are not without, the greenskins with a radius of hundreds of miles, relying on their amazing sense of war, gathered here like wild dogs that smelled meat.

"Singer, what should we do?" A guard carefully helped Abhishek up: "I still suggest that we take advantage of the chaos and leave here, it is too dangerous for us."

"No, we are like sailboats in the sea. We don't have enough strength to fight against the storm. Only with the help of one of the storms can we have a chance to fight against the others." Abhishek looked at the battlefield under the city wall and hesitated for a few seconds. , and finally said firmly: "Now that very special green skin is our best borrower."

"To catch a few grits, we have to let that blind green skin see our value, it is different from other green skins, it will need people like us." Abhishek set the course of action, several The guards dispersed quickly, dodging the green skins and began to move.

As ordinary players, they cannot get extra rewards like the pioneers, and most people are unable to choose attributes that use themselves as templates.

For them, the standard six-six template provided by the system plus the standard attribute points provided by the system is enough to make them much stronger than in reality.

With attributes like this, there is no pressure to bully the mortals among the aborigines and the farts among the green skins.

Those farts reminded the Ganges people of their hometown, with the same thin limbs, alive and kicking, and chaotic thinking, just like drinking too much water from the Ganges.

Soon, they drove nearly twenty grits to Abhishek's side.

The grits have the same attitude towards the little shrimps as the greenskins, but when the strongest guard knocked them down one by one with his big mouth, the humans quickly took control of the order.

The Grits even happily accepted the task Abhishek assigned them!

These farts have long wanted to try these big killers that can send out terrifying roars. Every time Brother Pianzi selects a self-destroyer, the farts will fight, and the final winner can receive the supreme glory.

They love anything that makes a lot of noise and can do a lot of damage!

Although this task was issued by the little shrimps, which made this honor a bit cheap, the great farts still expressed their willingness to accept this task reluctantly.

Abhishek emphasized over and over that he had to wait until he was close to those paladins before lighting the explosives, but the Grit couldn't wait!

A few brave ones jumped up with explosives on their backs to grab the torches in the hands of the guards, and some were dissatisfied with Xiao Xiami for being so grumpy, threw the explosives on the ground, jumped up angrily, and trampled on the explosives continuously !

They've seen other greenskins do this before to activate dynamite packs.

Lord Shiva blesses, Abhishek did not die in the hands of these farts in the end, and they rushed out happily carrying dynamite bags.

As soon as a few farts walked out of the camp, they couldn't wait to ignite the explosives on their backs, wanting to experience the thrill of trapeze, and then brought a few green skins around them who were caught off guard amidst the violent explosion, begging for kindness.

Less than half of the grits rushed into the battlefield between the greenskins and the paladins, shouting excitedly: "Alaba..."

Then, amidst a series of explosions, the greenskins and paladins who were in a melee were separated, leaving only a bloody mess on the ground.

Brother Dianzi was intoxicated by the sound of the explosion, that's why it seemed like that!

An unlucky grit failed to ignite his own dynamite pack and became the focus of the explosion. The wounded who were knocked to the ground by the explosion watched in despair as the grit was constantly trying to light the match with a torch.

Grot was frustrated to find that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't light the damn match, and the hearts of the wounded and survivors around him kept rising and falling just like the torch.

Finally, a crossbow arrow shot from the paladin ended the Grit's unfulfilling life, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But Brother Dianzi shot casually from a distance, and hit the explosive package accurately, allowing it to complete its mission.

'Big bang! '