Take Taobao with you to another world

Togler sat on the horse under his seat, watching the scene on the battlefield, a toothy smile appeared on the face of this young tiger man.

"Puda, this is an exciting sight."

"Naturally," a rhinoceros orc who was a head taller than his mount replied in a muffled voice, "Yaluri Shaman is invincible."

From the moment the god statue appeared on the battlefield, the impact on the enemy was shown almost immediately. Most of the werewolves and fox clan were shocked by this image first, and then began to panic, but the warriors of the tiger clan were no longer the first The first time they saw such a scene, when their opponents were at a loss, they did not hesitate to start a counterattack.

Amidst the sound of war horses' hooves, the forwards of the two armies quickly approached, changing their previous offensive and defensive momentum, the cavalry of the Aoge tribe rushed towards Sachel's giant wolf cavalry, and the two sides were close to each other in an instant.The roaring Ogg warrior drew out his dagger, rode his horse close to the stiff werewolves, and swung them across with great force.

Togg narrowed his eyes, watching those werewolves in extravagant armor fell to the ground one by one, recalling the instructions given to him by the patriarch's father before leading the army, at this time he began to feel a little disapproving.The pillar of the southeast of the empire, the powerful tribe that inherited the tradition of the first emperor, the Gray Nightmare, now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

"What's going on?" A Tiger Clan general next to him said suddenly, "They actually...!"

Togg's face changed, and he leaned forward to look at the battlefield. In his field of vision, a werewolf happened to be swept off his mount. After rolling twice on the ground, he escaped the trampling of the horse's hoof. No one gave him another sword. The werewolf got up half-kneeling from the ground, pulled out his long knife, and slashed violently at a hyena tribe who was rushing towards him. The mount under the hyena tribe immediately fell forward, and then the werewolf wobbled Arise, and cut off the heads of the Hyenas.The giant gray wolf, which was injured a bit, ran from behind him, and the werewolf rolled over again.

This is not an accidental example. Unless those Sachers who were cut off from the wolf's back were directly stabbed in the neck or face, which was exposed to the outside, they would not be seriously injured if they fell. What's more, these people who got up The weapons of the werewolves who fought again were much longer and sharper than the Oggs who were wearing leather armor and only equipped with daggers and maces. The Ogg warriors who were cut down were either injured or died.

"Sachel..." Togg gritted his teeth and said, "Catch me a guy, life or death!"

Boss looked at the battle situation in front of him with a straight face. The fighting power of the Ogg tribe is not particularly strong. If it is composed of tiger people, it will be dreadful, but now it is the tiger tribe and other races. The initial situation was completely in their expectation, but under the leadership of Ska for so long, Sacher seemed to have forgotten one thing that should be very important to a tribe, that is, a powerful shaman on the battlefield role.

The real shaman is not Sasheer, who can't even remember the sacrificial process, and the shaman of the fox clan was killed by Ska in the dispute between the two clans a few years ago-their patriarch is obviously very special. Hate this guy.Boss also hated it now, the huge totem hanging above the battlefield would bring great pressure to his soldiers every time it floated and changed an expression.Its existence is like the descending of a real god. The warriors of Sacher were quite strong under its cover. But it was much bigger. When the tiger head opened its bloody mouth and made a roaring expression, some people even started to retreat timidly.

There was a gap in the front of the coalition forces of the two clans. Some of the orcs of the Org tribe gave up on the difficult werewolves and concentrated on attacking those weak spots.

Perth took his giant wolf a few steps forward, and suddenly turned to look at Patriarch Aquinas: "This is your warrior?!"

Patriarch Aquinas frowned and remained silent.

"What do you know! This is a miracle...!" a commander of the fox tribe beside him hissed, and before he could finish his words, he was hit in the chest by a hard sword hilt, and fell straight down from his horse, unable to climb for a long time stand up.

Boss watched him rolling on the ground with cold eyes, and some foxes beside him glared at him, "Loka!" Someone called the name of the fox to help him up, but was blocked by a sword.

"...Father?" The fox raised his head suspiciously, and it was an unexpected object blocking him.

"Cowards don't have to stand up." Patriarch Aquinas looked at his son and said, and then he turned his gaze to Perth, "The shaman of my family is not enough, and the strength cannot be compared with the big shaman of the tiger clan. What's your take on this dilemma, Sacher's acting patriarch?"

Perth looked back at the nightmarish Tiger Clan symbol and frowned.

The werewolf boy with silver-gray hair looked at the colossus in the sky and tremblingly clenched the short sword in his hand. At this moment, a low voice came from the side, "There is nothing to be afraid of, Boy, it's just a shadow. Like your reflection on the water."

"But, Tira!" the werewolf boy turned around and said anxiously, "This is a statue! Even when they attacked my tribe, I didn't..."

"Because you are not worthy of their intimidation." The young fox clan with bandages on their hands still sat in front of the tent and said calmly, "They should be at a disadvantage in this battle. Sasheer is very strong, much stronger than we and them thought." They are stronger, they have to do it."

"Is it just as if you didn't see it?" Boye asked.

Tira laughed, and then covered his chest because of this action, "How is that possible? We are all the people of the Beast God, and his appearance will be any kind of beast image, except those he despises. This is the belief of all orcs, and no one can change it, so even if it is just a shadow and can't do anything, but for people on the battlefield, there is nothing more terrifying than fear."

Boyie kneeled beside him, carefully grabbed his arm and asked, "Then what should we do?"

Tira lost his smile, and he looked up at the sky above the battlefield, "Go and kill that shaman."

Boyi stared at him with wide eyes. Although there are indeed lawless guys like Scar, for most tribes, shamans are the only way for them to communicate with heaven. The inevitability of faith.It is a great shame for a tribal shaman to be killed by others, and a shaman who specializes in soul power is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to deal with.

"Actually, they're nothing to fear, as long as you're brave enough," Tira said, reluctantly thinking of some arrogant and brutal black-haired werewolf, and then lowered his voice, "If I'm still..." Healthy, No matter what enmity he had with Sachel in the past, he would not hesitate.

"You come with me!"

Perth pointed out more than 20 werewolves, and organized them into small groups to gather around him. Chief Aquinas watched his actions and asked, "Are you going to go by yourself, Patriarch Perce?"

"Don't be impulsive, Commander!"

"Your duty is to stay here, Perth!"

"Boss, let me go!"

Boss raised his head and looked at the fellow clansmen who stopped him, with a calm expression, "If the patriarch is here, what do you think he will do?"

The werewolves were silent for a moment, and then someone asked, "What if you die?"

Burth put on his helmet. "That's my incompetence."

"The responsibility entrusted to you by the patriarch?"

"If I'm so useless that I die in this battle, I'll leave the rest to you, Keir." Boss lowered his body and shook the rein, "Let's go, my brother! Everyone follow me!"

At this time, it seems that these orcs have forgotten that there is another force on this battlefield.

"Bastard!" Togg threw the werewolf whose neck was only half connected to the body to the ground, raised the armor he had just removed, and shouted at the people around him: "These dirt dogs! When did they come from? Where did you get these armors? And this!" He pulled out the long knife he had won with a groan, the mirror-smooth blade reflected the sunlight and flashed across the faces of the people around him, "It's so exquisite, how many of you have seen it? Such a weapon made of fine steel? Even I can’t have it! How rich are those earth dogs?”

Greedy eyes were entwined on the blood-stained equipment, and Togg thrust the knife into the ground with his backhand, easily sinking into half of the knife tip.

"Why should they have it?" Togg raised his voice, "These should be ours! They are all ours!"

A roar was his answer.

"Go and kill them!" Togg pointed to the battlefield, "Take everything! As long as you can grab it, it belongs to you!"

Under such instigation, the centurion who had stayed under the banner of the eldest son of the patriarch rushed towards the battlefield with two teams of tiger men under his command. Togg looked at the smoke and dust they raised, and threw the steel armor Pass it behind her, "Put it on for me."

A soldier took the armor, and another soldier took off the black iron armor for him. Even if the quality of the iron armor was far inferior to that of the werewolf, it was not worn by the Ogg tribe even if it was not a centurion or above. Opportunity.

Togg raised his hands and asked them to fasten the locks on himself, "Someone go and bring back the great Yale shaman, I need him very much." He paused, "Tell him, I want to defeat these two tribes ,Just today!"

"But Master Yaleli, he... Uh!" Just as a soldier hesitated, Togg grabbed his collar and dragged him to the front, the sharp blade stuck to the tiger man's neck, gently Every move is a bloody mouth.

"What do you think of this knife?" Togg said gravely, "Uda took the best knife in the tribe, which should have belonged to me."

The tiger man dared not speak any more.

"The Yale shaman will come." Togg raised the corners of his mouth, his golden brown eyes staring at the brown pupils of low blood on the opposite side, "It doesn't matter how many children of which race he wants, as long as he can help you today." I win!"

He let go of his hand, and the tiger man took two steps back, then quickly turned around and ran back.After casting the spell, Master Yaruli returned to the camp due to his physical fatigue. If he was fast enough, he might be able to pass on the orders of Young Patriarch Toge before Lord Shaman rested.

Turning around to face the battlefield again, seeing those fellow clans who rushed to the battlefield excitedly, slashing and killing with all their strength, forcing the wolf and fox clans who were already lacking in momentum to start retreating, Togg's face showed a smile again.It can already be seen that the situation is tilting towards them, so what if the weapons are excellent and the warriors are strong?As long as there are shamans in Yale, the beast gods will be on their side!

He was only watching the main battlefield, but he didn't notice the situation on both sides. When the soldiers exclaimed "be careful", Togg only had time to take a step back instinctively, and a long arrow whizzed towards him. Putting on the steel armor, the huge impact brought him back practiced until his back leaned against the main pole of the commander-in-chief flag.The pain that he hadn't felt for a long time came from his chest. Togg raised his hand to grab the shaft of the arrow, pulled out the deformed arrow with force, and then looked in the direction of the arrow.

Even from such a distance, he could still see the black-haired man on horseback.

It's actually human!

This black-haired archer is not alone, behind him is a group of human cavalry in the same attire, some are fighting with his subordinates with swords, some are holding some kind of invisible weapons, pushing and pulling constantly An orc fell in front of them, and this strange soldier was rapidly slanting into the battlefield at a speed that could be called swift, and rushed straight towards him.At the same time that Togg was attacked, the guards beside him reacted, and the archers gathered in front of him, facing the direction of the opponent's attack, strung their bows, and immediately shot a rain of arrows.

As the sharpest point of the sharp knife team, Fan Tianlan did not slow down at all when facing the flying arrows. Almost no one could see his movements. With the long arrow shot, he chopped off the head of a tiger man in the blink of an eye.

Takla flicked his wrist, and the throwing knife was pulled back by the chain after cutting open the throat of an orc. Looking at the figure in front of which the horse's hooves crossed, he snorted, "Impatience, the limelight is on you!" .”

Having said that, he was already the only one in the entire team who could keep up with Fan Tianlan's footsteps.

Togg looked in that direction in surprise. He didn't expect that there would be such a warrior among human beings. His archers had already fired two volleys, but they failed to hurt the opponent at all. Instead, the man was getting closer and closer. He pulled the bowstring for the third time, he didn't believe that the man could avoid it this time, unless he was no longer human——

At the moment when the arrow tail left the string, the black-haired human suddenly fell off the horse, and a tiger warrior next to him was caught in front of him before he could react. Behind the tiger man, throwing the hedgehog-like meat shield aside, the man ran up, and Togg's pupils shrank instantly.

"Stop him!"

No Khajiit could slow the man's footsteps. Even before their severed limbs hit the ground, the man had passed the next victim, and his companions behind him were equally efficient at harvesting the lives of his subordinates. It was too late for the arrow to be wound, and Togg hesitated for a while holding the flagpole beside him, then turned and ran.

"What a courageous leader." Takla exclaimed, took out a large number of throwing knives from the belt with both hands, and threw them all without even aiming. Anyway, there are enemies in front of him, and he can stab as many as possible. He will come back and pick it up.

A flying knife brushed against Fan Tianlan's ear, and pierced the throat of an orc archer opposite him. He passed through these victims without looking back, and the three tiger men in front of him also crossed a moment later. The corpse was lying on the ground, and then he finally stopped, facing the flagpole with a bowl-thick mouth representing the coach, he swung the horizontal knife across, and threw away the scrapped weapon. He stretched out his hand and pushed, but the main pole only creaked With a sound, he fell in one direction, and he actually stepped onto the falling flagpole.

"Is this okay?" Takla stared at Fan Tianlan's back, and Boss, who had already rushed halfway through the battlefield, shook off the blood on his knife, and looked up at the flag that fell under the Tiger Clan statue.

The end of the flagpole was the running Togg. The pole fell to the ground with a bang, and the floating shadow gently covered him. This was his flag, and after that, his death.

Togg threw himself to the ground wearing that armor, "Yaluri Shaman save..."

He never had a chance to finish the rest of the sentence. Fan Tianlan pressed one knee on his back, lifted his chin and twisted it to the right. With a crisp click, his neck bone was broken.

Pulling out the long knife on Tog's body and standing up, Fan Tianlan walked back with the valuable corpse in his hand. He stopped just two steps away, and Takla, who had just stabbed an unidentifiable orc to death with a dagger, also heard the news. Hearing the unusual smell in the air, he turned his face and looked directly behind Fan Tianlan.

"Give way."

A gentle and unfamiliar voice sounded beside him, and the patriarch Aquinas turned his gaze from the opposite side of the battlefield to the right, and saw a tall silver-haired young man walking by, holding a weapon just taken from a werewolf. Spear, then he ran a few steps, raised his hand and threw the spear out.

Amidst the loud sonic boom, the spear crossed the battlefield more than one kilometer long, and flew straight towards the fireball facing Fan Tianlan. The moment the scorching spear tip came into contact with the flame, a violent explosion occurred.