Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Moreover, the flames from the burning trees are not normal red or blue.

It was lavender, mixed with countless scarlet and pale spots of light.

There was also a pungent sour smell in the smoke that spewed out.

When Meng Chao smelled this smell, he felt that two bone-scraping steel knives were inserted into his brain along his nasal cavity, scraping the inner wall of his Tianling Cap fiercely.

The wolf under the crotch of the wolf cavalry was bombarded by the sudden shock wave, and it was also battered, torn apart, dead and wounded.

Even if he was lucky and didn't hurt his vitals, he was scared out of his wits and turned from a ferocious beast to a frightened bird.

The strong sour smell poured into the nostrils of the wolves, scaring the beasts even more, and howling sharply and sharply.

A few wargs had weak limbs, curled up on the ground and shivered.

There are also some wargs who simply pee out of fear.

There were even a few wargs whose spirits completely collapsed, carrying their masters, jumping around in the burning jungle.

The result was not that he slammed into the tree trunk hard, breaking both himself and his master.

It just jumped into the swamp, and was completely swallowed by the black slime in the frantic convulsions.

"This sour smell seems to be the smell of some kind of high-level totem beast." Meng Chao thought to himself.

Although the warg is ferocious, it is by no means the king at the top of the food chain.

In the deep mountains and old forests of Turanze, there are some natural enemies that feed on wolves.

The witch doctors of the Bighorn Legion must have selected several materials and carefully prepared a secret medicine that simulates the smell of the wolf's natural enemy.

In normal times, this clumsy secret medicine may not have any effect.

But at the moment when the wargs were frightened by the explosion and on the verge of collapse, using the flames to evaporate the secret medicine, let the sour steam invade the nasal cavity and nerves of the wargs, and solved the most troublesome combat power of these beasts in one fell swoop.

As a result, the wolf reinforcements were completely paralyzed.

Even if you want to withdraw from the jungle, it becomes an impossible task.

The interlocking strategy, the winner with one sword to seal the throat, and even the wolf elite who are the best at sneak attack, suffered a big loss in a face-to-face encounter.

Meng Chao couldn't help but marvel at the tactics of the commander of the Big Horn Legion in his heart.

Of course, the cost of successfully implementing blasting tactics is also extremely huge.

Not only the new warriors who had just joined the Bone Camp, almost all died in the earth-shattering methane explosion.

Even Meng Chao, the White Bone Battalion officer who led them, saw him fly high in the raging flames, and when he was still in the air, his upper and lower body was blown out of joint by the shock wave.

When the scorched upper body fell heavily, he had already lost his breath.

He is extremely cruel to both the enemy and himself.

This is the tactic of the Bighorn Legion.

It is also the only possibility for the humble rat people to defeat the superior clan warriors.

In the outskirts of the jungle, there was a dense galloping sound again.

Like rolling thunder, getting closer and closer.

The tremors of the earth were transmitted to the branches and flames, and even the crazily raging flames began to tremble.

The wolf elites even sensed a powerful and unparalleled killing intent, rolling towards them like a flood that broke a bank.

Not waiting for them to recover from the dizziness and pain.

The black wall made of thick smoke in front of him was smashed to pieces.

No, not people.

It's a wolf.

It was hundreds of wargs captured by the Bighorn Legion!

These wargs were either injured on the battlefield, their limbs were mutilated, and they could not bear the driving of heavy cavalry.

Either it is cruel and rebellious, and it was modulated by the original owner with a secret method, so it cannot be tamed into a mount for a rat warrior.

The commander of the Bighorn Legion "utilized waste" and turned them into magical weapons for attacking the wolf elite.

I saw that these wargs were all blindfolded with rags, unable to see the flames that frightened the beast instinctively.

They also blocked their nostrils with cloth strips soaked in medicinal liquid, so that they could not smell the sour smell imitating natural enemies.

There are sharp steel needles pierced in the vital parts of their bodies, stimulating them to unleash their final life potential and speed up to the limit.

Even, on the head of each warg, there is a finger-thick, silvery long nail inserted straight into the head. The nail is engraved with mysterious and complicated runes, and there is a circle of weak arcs around it, like some kind of The antenna can receive information from the void and transmit it to the wolf's brain, making the wolf completely unconscious, fearless and fearless killing machine.

In this way, hundreds of remodeled wolves slammed into the elite battle formation of the wolf tribe, giving these dizzy warriors a new round of killing like a storm.

Many elite wolves barely stood up from the ground under the dizziness of severe concussion.

The wolf who was bombarded like a cannonball was knocked to the ground again.

The warg transformed with flesh and blood was already mad because of the severe pain.

Sensing a warm and delicious body, he immediately pounced on it, opened his bloody mouth, and bit down fiercely.

The warriors of the wolf clan and the wolf have an extremely close symbiotic relationship.

When many wolf clans are just born, the family will give him a new-born wolf, who will grow up together as a blood-linked partner.

Even when hunting in the wilderness, encountering a crisis of survival, exhausted and hungry, the warriors of the wolf tribe seldom slaughtered the wolf to satisfy their hunger.

The significance of the warg to them is not just a simple mount.

At this moment, he saw countless wolves rushing towards him viciously.

Even the elite wolf tribe who had experienced many battles, his brain went blank for a moment.

Although they reacted in the next moment, they fought back mercilessly.

But huge blood flowers have slowly bloomed among the wolf elite.

Several wolf elites who had been shattered by the explosion and were seriously injured had their bulging chests torn apart by the sharp minions of the wargs, and their rotten viscera flowed all over the ground.

And when the elite of the wolf clan hardened their hearts and killed hundreds of wargs, a new mutation broke out again.

An elite wolf clan drenched in blood raised his saber high above his head, shouted loudly, and rushed straight at him. The wolf, as huge as a brown bear, slashed down the saber fiercely.

The sharp blade light was like a sharp arc, instantly beheading the wolf's head, and the headless cavity continued to hit the wolf elite under the momentum of inertia.

The elite of the wolf tribe retracted their knives to dodge, recharged their energy, and cast their eyes on the next wolf.

Unexpectedly, from the abdomen of this headless wolf, a black shadow suddenly sprang out, and instantly jumped behind the wolf elite. Two short blades that looked like fangs, one on the left and the other on the right, exuded a strange light. It pierced deeply into the neck of the wolf elite, and was firmly stuck in the cervical spine!

This is the real elite of the Bone Camp!

From a few years ago, the Rat People Warrior who was personally prepared by the Saintess of Ancient Dreams!

They are hiding in the belly of hundreds of wargs behind!

The fur of the warg is fluffy and hangs down, just to perfectly cover up these carefully selected, thin bones and elites.

In addition, the flames and thick smoke interfered with the line of sight, and the abdomens of the hundreds of worgs in front were empty.

Shocked by the methane explosion, the elite wolf clan temporarily lost their ability to think and be vigilant. Unexpectedly, there was an uninvited visitor hidden in the belly of hundreds of wolves behind them.

In an instant, hundreds of black shadows shot out from the belly of the wolf.

Taking advantage of the moment when the wolf elite was disturbed by the wolf, they rushed to the enemy's vital point.

The combat style of these Bone Battalion veterans is completely different from the new recruits of the Bone Battalion who were wiped out just now.

Neither lacked the courage to see death as home.

Even if shocking wounds were torn between the chest and abdomen by the elite minions of the wolf tribe, they dared to laugh wildly and pull out their intestines to strangle the enemy's throat.

But the recruits of the Bone Battalion often have unrealistic expectations.

Fantasizing that he could defeat the elite wolf clan.

When shooting, Zhao Zhao attacked the deadly part of the wolf elite, and tried to avoid the sharp attack of the wolf elite.

The result of an idea that is too wonderful is often that before one's own attack is in place, one loses one's life in a daze.

The first feeling that the veteran of the White Bone Battalion gave Meng Chao was the same as that of the wolf elite who charged silently just now, they were all "dead."

The veterans of the Bone Battalion knew very well that even if they had painstakingly arranged a series of traps, using methane explosions, venom burning, and the impact of worgs to completely break up the elite wolf formation, their combat effectiveness would drop to the bottom.

There is still a gap that is extremely difficult to bridge with "courage" and "loyalty" between them and the battered wolf elite.

Therefore, the veterans of the White Bones Battalion did not expect to be able to kill the enemy with one blow.

When they attack the elite of the wolf clan, they often feint.

After the wolf elites block, they will quickly change their moves, not looking for lethality, but only for the success rate. They just draw a knife on the chest, abdomen or joints of the wolf elites, release some blood, and slightly delay the wolf elites. action, I am satisfied.

And when the wolf elite launched a counterattack, they didn't pursue perfect dodge at all.

Because, no one knows better than these veterans of the Bone Battalion that even if they dodge with all their strength, it is impossible to dodge.

It would be better to contract the muscles desperately and let the enemy's sword and minions penetrate deeply into one's body.

As long as the blood vessels around the wound are sealed, the force will not be lost instantly due to internal bleeding.

They will be able to lock down the elite of the wolf clan, and launch a second wave of attacks before their ruptured internal organs stop working.

The target of the second wave of attack was still not the vital points of the elite wolf clan.

Because the vital points are all defended to death, it is not so easy to penetrate.

They would rather spend their precious energy on the chest and abdomen, or on the joints of the limbs, which are the largest area of ​​the wolf elite.

I don't have to be successful, even if I burn my own life, as long as I can break two or three fingers of the elite wolf tribe, I can gain some advantage for my comrades who rushed up after me.

The advantages continued to pile up, and the lives of three or five veterans of the White Bone Battalion were exchanged for a wolf elite with bloody wounds all over his body. After that, it was the real decisive moment!