Your war hammer is too fake

It is also because of this characteristic that once the Comet of Casadora is successfully cast, it cannot be broken. When the meteorite passing through the orbit begins to fall, even the person who cast the spell cannot control it anymore.

No one knows why there are always meteorites passing through the orbits of planets in this world, and the powerful magicians in heaven never lack "ammunition" to hit people. An Jiyue has a guess about this. It may be that when the polar portal exploded, a large amount of soil and rocks at the north and south poles of the planet were blown into the sky. Some of these solid materials may fall back to the ground, but a considerable part of them have gained enough speed to successfully break free from the constraints of gravity.

Regardless, Dustan knew that this spell would determine Pragg's fate. He didn't know how other Heavenly Mages selected meteorites when casting this spell. The mage only knew that no matter how hard he concentrated, his perception of the large and small meteorites in the planet's orbit was always hazy and unclear. Dustan knew that he had no time to waste. Pragg's battle situation could collapse at any time, and it would take time for the meteorites to fall from the beginning to the final landing.

"Fuck it, forget it, I'll just pick you!" Dustan found it increasingly difficult to choose, so he just randomly picked a meteorite. He captured it with his mind, and the Wind of Aegir immediately played a melody that no one could hear.

The stars came from the sky, ready to bring greetings from heaven to the creatures on earth. Dustan placed the meteorite to the north of Praag, in the center of the Norse Yankee camp. The spell was cast, and no one could stop the meteorite from falling unless they put up a large shield like the clams did in ET.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his wide sleeves embroidered with silver stars, Dustan thought about what else he could do - the band mage didn't care about the life or death of Mrs. Kislev, but he felt that he had to be worthy of the commission paid by the dog pack owner. In order to invite the band mage to take action, the governor took out the points that were crucial to the masters of the holy book as a reward.

Appearance fee, 5,000 points. This is the basic fee that Dustan has to pay as long as he shows up at the mission location, even if he doesn't do anything. After all, you can't let the mage make a wasted trip, right? Secondly, if the mage makes great efforts but fails to defend Praag, then he will be paid another 5,000 points; if he succeeds, he will be paid 15,000 points.

The Lords of the Holy Scriptures do not need to pay for helping each other. Although brothers should settle accounts clearly, it is too snobbish to talk about money for everything, which will damage the harmonious atmosphere within the chat group. For example, when he was called to help escort the grain this time, Dustan did not ask for money, because he knew that if he needed An Jiyue's help next time, An Jiyue would not ask him for money.

However, if it is a mission like today's to urgently provide assistance to foreigners, or if the person being hired needs to take great risks, then money should and must be negotiated.

The Arcane Phoenix fully extended its wings and glided towards the city below. As the attackers, the Norsemen besieging the city numbered at least 10,000, perhaps 20,000. The number of defenders seemed to be no less than that of the enemy, but there were quite a few women and children among them. Dustan even saw some white-haired old men, holding weapons as old as his own, roaring and charging at the Norsemen, their angry roars no less than those of the young warriors.

Dustan rode his mount and flew over the heads of the two sides in the fierce battle. The violent airflow and the sound of flapping wings attracted the attention of some people in the back row, and when they looked up, they saw the dancing silver snake gradually enlarged in their field of vision.

Lightning missiles exploded in a large group of plunderer champion warriors. These heavy-armored, exceptionally tall and strong men twitched and fell down, emitting an unpleasant smell of burning. Lady Kislev took the opportunity to counterattack. A personal guard (Note 1) led hundreds of Cosas, shouting "For the Motherland!" They first used bows and arrows to knock down a dozen Chaos War Mastiffs that rushed from the side, then put the simple single bows that were mainly used for hunting back on their backs, picked up axes that were originally used for cutting wood and chopping people as part-time jobs, and attacked the surviving plunderer champions one by one.

With his flying mount, Dustan flew around the entire wall. As long as he saw a location on the wall that had been breached or was about to be breached, the wizard would fire a lightning missile at the most densely populated area of ​​the enemy, or use wind blast to blow away the Yankees in large numbers. With the support of his magic, the Kislevites, whose walls had already been breached in many places, regrouped and launched local counterattacks, forcibly pulling out the nails hammered in by the Norsemen.

The Norsemen soon realized that if they could not deal with this guy who suddenly appeared, they would never be able to capture Praag before the Kislevite reinforcements arrived. Some Norse shamans chanted counter spells to try to break Dustan's spells, but it was useless: no matter how bad his reputation was in Ulthuan, Dustan Falcon was a serious Safri top student and a regular spellcaster who graduated from a professional school. The power of the wizard was much stronger than theirs, and his understanding of magic, control, and the expansion of spells were far superior to these wild magic barbarians.

The failure to break the spell made these Norscan shamans furious, and the scene of the tribal warriors being slaughtered by the enemy's spells deeply stimulated these fallen people who dedicated themselves to the power of darkness. They began to try to solve the problem in a more direct way, that is, to use their evil witchcraft to attack Dustan himself.

They failed once again. The Norscan shamans who cast spells either had their heads exploded or were transformed into Chaos Spawns. With the advanced magical skills from the White Tower of Hoeth, Dustan easily countered all the spellcasting attempts against him. The uncontrolled wind of magic backfired on the casters, and the shamans never had a chance to regret their rash actions.

The fierce battle continued. After fully experiencing the difficulty of Dustan, the attackers finally deployed their most powerful combat force, a pale frost dragon that exuded a deadly cold aura. Seeing this northern monster flapping its wings and rushing straight towards him, the magician couldn't help but twitch his lips. He suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Who gave you the courage to fight an aerial battle with the Heavenly Mage? Fish Leong?!"

Dustan shouted in his native language. As the northern end of the Ivory Road, there are many people in Praag who can speak Chinese. Just as they were confused as to why this guy, who was obviously a high elf, spoke Chinese, violent thunder burst out from in front of the mage, and the dazzling white light forced everyone who was watching the aerial duel to look away.

When the light faded, a twitching Frost Dragon fell from the sky and knocked over several Chaos Trolls.

The fierce air battle that the audience imagined did not happen at all. Heavenly magic naturally restrains all flying objects. The Wind of Aegir has the power to control the sky. Heavenly mages can easily create terrible air currents, and the lightning spells in Heavenly magic can paralyze the target even if they cannot kill it.

The lightning arrows of Ureno released by the mage did not kill the frost dragon. It was so thick-skinned that it was only slightly injured by an amplified lightning arrow. However, the mage did not expect to kill the opponent with this spell. His real goal was to use the spell to electrocute the frost dragon, and leave the rest to gravity.

"Fuck, it didn't die from the fall?" The wizard poked his head out from the Phoenix's back and looked down. Perhaps because of the unlucky Chaos Trolls acting as a buffer, the Frost Dragon was not dead despite having broken bones and tendons.

Just as Dustan was about to finish off the enemy, he looked up as if he had sensed something. In the sky, a meteorite wrapped in blue-white flames was rapidly falling towards the earth.

"All right," Dustan took back the staff he had extended, and ordered his mount to leave the scene at full speed. "I think I'm done here. I wonder how the dog pack leader is doing..."

The next moment, pure white light filled Dustan's entire vision.

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Note 1: Druzhina, translated as "Guards" in Hammer 3, Prince Yuri has this title (canonized by Katalin). Druzhina are low-ranking nobles in Kislev, and many leaders of larger villages often have the title of Druzhina. Both the Tsar and the Boyar have the power to appoint Druzhina.

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Author's words: PS: Reply to reader "Reader 1647318749":

I checked it out, and the picture is not up, maybe it needs to be refreshed?

Answer to reader "Reader1634652145":

No. The conversion mechanism has a prerequisite, which is that it must be a type with tabletop rules. Take the Empire as an example. You can only convert the indigenous Imperial Flower into the system Imperial Flower, but you cannot convert the indigenous Rick Swordsman into the system Rick Swordsman, because the Rick Swordsman was only mentioned in "Military Uniforms and Emblems: Empire" and there are no tabletop rules for this thing. The situation of Lu Hou and Shui Hou is similar to that of Rick Swordsman. They are purely background settings, so they cannot be converted.

Answer to reader "Yuanyuan":

The one that becomes a portal is 40K, and there are subtle differences in many settings in the medieval era.

Answer to reader "Lieutenant Colonel Liu Peiqie":

Don't ask, the answer is that GW has never considered the issue of high-altitude flying being cold.

Chapter 122: Battle of the Wooden Fort (Part 1)

An Jiyue raised her head and looked at the dark green full moon in the sky.

It was not until nightfall that the girl understood why the beastmen chose to launch the attack today. When Morsleeb was hanging high in the sky, many evil spirits on the ground became more active than usual. Especially the beastmen, the evil moon in the full moon state would greatly stimulate and strengthen these true children of chaos, making the split-toed ones even more violent.

As night fell, countless beastmen came out from every corner of the Daheris Forest and gathered spontaneously. Attracted by the screaming shaman and the bleeding corpses, some rarely seen mutant monsters emerged from the depths of the forest and joined the surging beast tide. Hatred of civilization flowed in the veins of every chaotic beast. Amid the howling sounds, the beasts emerged from the shadows between the trees, filling the open space in front of the fortress with a large black mass.

Standing on the parapet, An Jiyue crossed her arms and turned to look at the Aurora artillery that had already been deployed. The Kislevites' fortifications usually did not need to consider how to arrange artillery, because the entire Ice and Snow Kingdom could hardly gather two companies of artillery... The girl could only use earth control to temporarily build an earth rampart that was almost the same height as the wooden parapet on the east side of the fortress, close to the parapet. The top of the earth rampart was slightly curved, low in the front and high in the back, in order to absorb the recoil of the artillery.

Noticing the Jiedushi's gaze, the artillery officer immediately turned around and walked towards his subordinates. The six general cannons had already been loaded, half of which were loaded with solid bullets and the other half with heavy shotgun shells. The officer gestured to the artillerymen, and the squad leaders of each artillery squad immediately adjusted the muzzle and aimed at a beast king standing at the front of the beast group.

The beastmen in the front row were only about 200 meters away from the outer wall of the fortress. In the eyes of these children of Chaos, this was an absolutely safe distance. After all, the artillery of Kislev was a legendary existence, and the artillery of Aurora was carefully camouflaged, and even the transmission of orders was completely carried out by hand gestures.

The beasts gathered outside the fortress stared with bloodshot eyes, panting, and digging the ground with their hooves, but they did not attack immediately. The full moon of Morsrib can certainly enhance the power of the children of chaos, but it will also make the primitive rage of these dark creatures burn more fiercely. An Jiyue didn't know why they didn't attack directly, but she knew that the leaders of these beastmen had a high degree of control over their tribes, and could even suppress the bloodthirstiness and wildness of the beasts in such a situation, making them stay where they are, instead of rushing up in a swarm.

The artillery officer personally checked each cannon to make sure that all the guns were in the best condition and ready to go. After completing this task, he looked at his governor and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, An Jiyue was about to order to open fire, when he saw the big horned beasts beside the Beast King suddenly split to the sides, and a human who looked disheveled and had suffered a lot was pushed out and staggered towards the fortress.

It was not until the person was less than 20 meters away from the outer wall of the fortress that An Jiyue realized that it was a woman. She had loose hair and bare feet, and looked around in fear every time she took a step. "Stop!" An arrow pierced the ground in front of the woman, and a guard poked his head out from behind the wall and shouted, "Who are you? Tell me your name!"

"They asked me to deliver a message," the woman raised her head, then quickly lowered it. "They said that if you hand over a man named Yuri, they will leave. Otherwise, they will kill all of you and eat you."

There was a sudden burst of laughter on the parapet, and shouting and mocking sounds in various accents could be heard.

"We have many Yuri here," the guard shouted, "but no matter which Yuri you want, come and get it yourself!"

Hearing the word "Yuri", An Jiyue turned her head sharply and looked at Prince Belov beside her. The latter had a gloomy face and seemed to be unaware of the Jiedushi's ambiguous gaze.

"Is that the Yuri I'm thinking of?" she asked softly.

"I will not hand over my son, my heir, to a monster," Prince Belov clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from excessive force, "I swear in the name of the motherland that I will never succumb to darkness!"

"I actually have a question. Why did the beastmen send a human woman to deliver a message?" The girl suddenly changed the subject, her eyes moving back and forth between Prince Belov and the woman outside the wall: "I noticed the way you looked at her. You know her, right?"

"...That was my first wife," Prince Belov's voice trembled slightly, "that monster did it on purpose. It wanted to humiliate me and my family in this way."

"Oh." An Jiyue nodded in understanding. She suddenly raised her left hand, and a steel nail broke away from the cowhide bag hanging around the girl's waist. In the bag, there were dozens of similar steel nails neatly stacked. Before Belov could react, the steel nail left an afterimage in the prince's vision and pierced the woman's head cleanly.

The woman fell backwards without a word. She lay on her back on the snow, her dark red blood slowly seeping into the white snow.

"She is beyond saving," An Jiyue said, facing Belov's eyes which were mixed with shock and anger. "She has been among a large group of chaotic beasts for too long. Her soul and body have been corrupted."

"I can ask Sister Ostankiya..."

"I know that the Imperials, or more precisely, the Church of Sigmar, have a secret method that can turn Chaos Warriors back into normal people (Note 1)," An Jiyue interrupted him, "but the price is to sacrifice dozens of devout good people, and let the recipient bathe in the blood of these innocent people... Are you sure you want to do this? To be honest, maybe the other side is expecting you to do this."

Prince Belov finally showed a sad expression on his face. "She is standing right there," he said with endless pain in his voice, "Just throw down a rope and she can return to the civilized world."

"You know this is impossible," An Jiyue continued to ruthlessly puncture the other party's fantasy, "The most likely possibility is that she has been cast under some kind of evil spell by the Screaming Shaman, and it will immediately take effect as soon as she enters the fortress. By then, not only her, but the entire fortress will bear unimaginable consequences because of your decision."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden cry of surprise from the parapet. An Jiyue looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the woman whose head was pierced by the steel nail suddenly twitched violently. Tentacles, horns, appendages, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and some growths that An Jiyue couldn't even name, rushed to break through the restraints of the skin and danced wildly in the dark green moonlight.

The thing that was once a human stood up on its four legs of varying lengths and thicknesses and let out a piercing roar.

An Jiyue sighed quietly. She raised her hand again, and a ball of blazing white flame gushed out from her fingertips, rushing towards the monster that was probably a Chaos Egg. The roar instantly turned into a shrill scream, and after a few seconds, the flame dissipated, leaving only a handful of hot ashes, fluttering and dyeing the white snow black.

The governor did not look at the prince beside him, but turned to look at the artillery. The artillery officer drew his sword and slashed hard. The six large cannons lined up in a row fired from north to south, and the roar of the god of war announced that the battle had officially begun.

At the moment the cannon opened fire, the beast king suddenly crouched down under the guidance of some kind of beast instinct. As a result, all three spherical solid bullets missed, and they bounced and knocked a bloody alley in the big horned beast beside the beast king; however, this could not save it from the fate of death, because the Zhendan people also prepared three heavy shotgun shells. These small iron balls, each weighing 110 grams, almost tore the target apart. The beast king's head was smashed by two heavy shotgun shells, and his muscular chest was hit by several more.

The beast king fell down unwillingly with his body in pieces. The beastmen nearby became agitated, but did not collapse. An Jiyue immediately realized that this guy was just a target put in the open, and the real commander of the beast group was someone else.

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple," An Jiyue took the bronze demon mask handed over by Jin Zhifan and put it on, then put on her phoenix-wing helmet, "Let our people act according to the original plan."

Nishikori Shige, who was also wearing armor, crossed his arms and saluted: "Yes!"

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Note 1: This is something mentioned in an official novel. The younger brother of an elector was kidnapped and became a Chaos Knight. The elector tracked down this warband for a full ten years before rescuing his brother, and then used the method mentioned here to turn his brother back into a normal person.

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Chapter 123: Battle of the Wooden Fort (Part 2)

A red mini sun slowly rose from the center of the wooden fort.

This was not the first time An Jiyue used [Xihe's Descent], but it was the first time this spell performed its original function. During the previous journey, whenever the mixed team of Zhendan and Wuguer people could not reach the next village for some reason, she would cast this spell to provide lighting for the camp and drive away some of the severe cold.

Above the fortress, the red mini sun suddenly shone brightly after reaching its zenith. All the beastmen caught in the light roared in pain and had to look away to avoid being blinded by the burning. The red light fell on the skin of the Chaos Children, and wherever the light hit, blisters would immediately appear, making a sizzling sound like grease dripping into charcoal. Sharp-eyed people could even see a little smoke rising.

The beasts that were rushing towards the outer wall of the fortress suddenly lost their footing and huddled together. The inferior horned beasts with the shortest horns on their heads, which had the lowest status in the beastmen society, screamed and retreated, trying to avoid the light that seemed to burn their souls.

"Dah! Dah!" Some Kislevites cheered and shouted the name of the Kislev sun god in unison. They were then covered by their mouths by their comrades who had changed their expressions.

The cheering ones were all soldiers from the fortress itself, while those covering their mouths were all members of Prince Belov's entourage.

An Jiyue turned her gaze away from these people and said nothing more. When she performed this spell in front of Lady Kisli for the first time, someone shouted the name of Daha, believing that it was a blessing from the sun god. An Jiyue did not need cheers and praises, but that did not mean she could tolerate someone putting her credit on the so-called gods.

Those Kislevites who were grateful to the wrong person soon met with bad luck. They had nightmares all night long, dreaming that their war horses abandoned them and ran away with others... It was not until Prince Belov personally led these unfortunate people to apologize to An Jiyue and promised that such a thing would never happen again that this nightmare, which was more terrifying than the eighteen levels of hell for the Ugor people, stopped.

A shrill horn sounded in the forest, and every syllable was full of unquestionable toughness. The war-hoofed beasts whipped the horned beasts that stopped moving, forcing them to move forward against the light. The screaming shamans chanted spells and cast evil spells to try to summon the power of the evil moon. Their spells failed. An Jiyue countered all the spellcasting attempts from a distance. The screaming shamans of the beasts had splitting headaches and fell to the ground with their heads covered. In severe cases, their heads exploded on the spot and turned into a number on the Supreme War Holy Book.

Yet Morslieb still heard the Beastman's call and responded.

The evil moon shone brightly, and the dark green color covered every corner of the mortal's vision. The red light of [Xihe's Descent] was pressed back into the wooden fort, and the two different colors of light clashed and confronted fiercely at the edge of the fort. The green light tried to bring the filthy "blessing" to the mortals who defended the fort, while the red light blocked it out.

"Xie Yue actually took the initiative to interfere with the mortal world?" Bing Ruolan shouted in surprise as she drew her bow and arrow, "When did this thing have this ability?!"

"Of course Xie Yue doesn't have this ability," An Jiuyue replied, "It should be that some external force intervened." For example, Jianqi, Jianqi, or Jianqi or something like that.

The governor was concentrating on maintaining his magic, protecting the fortress's defenders from the poison of the power of chaos. She had a hunch that if exposed to the green light, ordinary humans would probably mutate on the spot - the warriors of An's Zhendan were naturally fearless, as they were immune to the corruption of chaos, but Bing Ruolan and Belov's men would probably be forced to surrender to the enemy on the spot.

Without the suppression of the red light, the beasts roared and fought fiercely again. Under the whip of the leaders of each tribe, the beastmen roared and rushed towards the fortress. The general cannon opened fire, and dense shotgun shells swept through the ranks of Chaos Children, gouging out large gaps in the surging beast tide, and then immediately filled them again with the gathering beast heads. The completely violent beastmen were unmoved, and these agile creatures quickly rushed halfway. The Shenji Battalion and the Cosa on the parapet opened fire at the same time, and lead bullets and arrows intertwined dense trajectories on the battlefield.

When the first dirty claw pressed on the outer wall of the fortress, hundreds of beastmen had already fallen halfway. This place was already covered by the red light, and the children of Chaos once again felt the terrible burning pain. However, the enemy was already close at hand. The hatred for humans and the desire to kill overwhelmed the pain of the red light burning their bodies, urging the split-toed to kill, destroy, ravage, and destroy all traces of the so-called civilization.

An Jiyue looked around the battlefield. Under the green light, the trees in the distance grew fangs and eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and slippery tentacles extended from the branches, swinging unconsciously. As time passed, even the soil under the snow began to become... uneasy.

Even without any siege equipment, the beastmen who were naturally good at climbing could climb up to the top of the city walls with just their claws. The defense line of the Zhendan people was very solid. The Central Army Battalion, equipped with 2.5-meter short guns, stabbed down all the beastmen that emerged from the wall. Almost no enemy could stand firm in front of them. The Shenji Battalion could load ammunition and shoot without changing their expression even if the enemy was about to rush in front of them. The Tiaodang Battalion was waiting next to the artillery and had not yet joined the battle.

Lei Zhenzi soared freely over the fortress, fighting with harpies that outnumbered him dozens of times at low altitude without losing the upper hand. The harpies' claws could not scratch their rocky bodies, and every time Lei Zhenzi's granite claws swung, they would bring up a handful of falling feathers and smelly blood. Harpies fell from the sky almost every moment, and occasionally human defenders would be hit by these corpses, but this was the only result of these winged beasts in the entire battle.

However, the Kislevites could not be as calm as the Cathays. Although they were mainly Cossas, they were brave, but their material poverty could not be overcome by willpower alone. The limited number of armored Cossas needed to focus on guarding against the more dangerous enemies, while ordinary Cossas without armor or wearing only cheap leather armor could not avoid being injured or even killed when facing the violent horned beasts.

The area defended by the Kislevites was put to a severe test from the beginning. The number of beastmen seemed endless. After killing one, three came up. Continuous archery was a great burden on the body. If it weren't for the four Ugol witches who came to the rescue and used their curse spells (Note 1) to support the tribe, the Kislevites' front line would be almost unsustainable.

Excluding the auxiliary personnel, there were less than 3,000 soldiers in the fortress, while the number of beastmen exceeded 10,000. The beastmen could afford to die. In fact, the leaders of the beasts never cared much about casualties. As long as they could win the battle, they could always recruit more warriors from all corners to join their tribe.

Prince Belov's men stubbornly resisted the beastmen who were pouring in like a tide, but the increasing casualties caused Bing Ruolan to lead her family generals into battle earlier than expected. The Crane Gunners raised their weapons and killed the Screaming Shamans behind the battle line one by one; the Iron Hail Gunners extended their weapons over the parapet and pulled the trigger almost at the face of the horned beasts that were climbing up. The crossbow arrows flew into the air, and the Jade Warrior Crossbowmen and the Jade Warrior Crossbow Cavalry, who were temporarily acting as infantry, used accurate shooting to knock down the groups of Razor Beasts.

A group of minotaurs, led by a giant-horned bull, rushed forward, ignoring the arrows that kept falling on them, and raised their axes to smash the wooden outer wall of the fortress. Just as An Jiyue, who was maintaining [Xihe's Descent], was about to attack, a sound of flapping wings came from far away, and a large group of falcons and war falcons appeared under the night sky, swooping down on the harpy who was entangled with Lei Zhenzi.

An Jiyue glanced at the witches, and the four old ladies, whose real ages were unknown, bowed to her. The girl nodded in greeting and gave Lei Zhenzi new instructions.

Lei Zhenzi, who was finally freed, dived down. The minotaur was dragged down by Lei Zhenzi and lifted up into the air. These powerful monsters were ripped open by the granite claws amid their helpless roars. For some reason, An Jiyue always felt that she had seen this scene somewhere before...

After Bing Ruolan's troops joined the battle, the battle situation stabilized again. The two alchemists from An's Zhendan cast spells at the right time to heal the defenders' wounds and restore their physical strength. The warriors, who had been gradually showing signs of fatigue in the continuous fierce battle, were refreshed, and their shouts as full as spring thunder rang out from behind every battlement.

The battle will continue under the morbid light of Morslieb.

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Note 1: The magic of the Wuguer witches is a unique system, known for their ability to curse. They do not use the eight common systems. Dog CA is lazy every day and does not make this "witch system" spell.

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Author's words: I'll try to update as much as possible, eh...

Chapter 124: Battle of the Wooden Fort (Part 2)

The stalemate in the war made the beastmen more and more agitated.

The four-armed Gur beast, which looked like a large minotaur, knocked down rows of trees and emerged from the depths of the dark forest. Every step the monster took was like a battering ram hitting the ground heavily, making a dull and dull sound. Before the thing could rush over, the General Cannon, which had just finished loading, aimed at it and fired at it. The rolling spherical cast iron shells hit the chest, thighs and head of the three-story-high monster. The towering Gur beast fell backwards, and its huge body smashed on a dozen inferior horned beasts who were not in a hurry to dodge, almost knocking the latter into the ground.

As soon as the Gur Beast fell, a Mad Beast fell from the sky with its tattered wings and a suffocating stench. It didn't need to do anything deliberately. The Aura-of-Madness that this twisted creature was born with turned dozens of mortal soldiers who accidentally looked at it into madness. The Mad Beast opened its bloody mouth and blasted out its tongue like a cannonball, sucking into its mouth a Cosa whose mind was destroyed by the Aura of Madness and who was only howling and running around.

An Jiyue felt that even without the terrifying ability of the confusion aura, this thing alone was enough to shake the morale of even the bravest soldiers with its abstract appearance and horrible stench.

Before this monster, which usually lived in the deepest part of the forest in the Old World and was rarely seen even by beastmen, could cause more damage, the girl gently brushed over the two large red waist flags hanging on the hu headband. The waist flags embroidered with a sword pattern in gold thread immediately fell off the hu headband and were blown into the air by the wind from nowhere.

The next moment, the two big red flags turned into two golden Jiaozi, which fell to the ground with a bang. The bright golden Jiaozi with a metallic texture roared to the sky, lowered their bodies, and used their hind legs to jump onto the four-meter-high wooden wall, trapping the crazy beast on the left and right.

The Chaos Monster's most powerful weapon, the Halo of Chaos, has no effect on these two Jiaozi, which are essentially magical creatures. After all, how can something without a soul go crazy?

The Jiaozi on the left took the lead in attacking. The spirit beast with a jackal body and a dragon head used a feint to dodge the tongue of the Crazy Beast, raised its right forelimb and cut the flexible muscle cleanly. The Crazy Beast couldn't help but tilt its head back in pain, and flapped its two forelimbs wildly, forcing the Jiaozi who tried to get close to it to retreat. Its movements were too large, leaving a huge gap. The Jiaozi on the right took the opportunity to rush over and bit the connection between the left wing and the torso of the Crazy Beast. The golden head swayed from side to side, and tore off the membrane wing of the broken maggot.