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He has Wendigo magic and can use ice spells.

On a rainy day, there are materials everywhere, just like playing Mount and Blade after killing the city wall and finding that there are arrows everywhere that can be used.

No effort is needed to condense water molecules, and no attention is required to control the condensation of water.

His destructive power and combat power are raised to the maximum.

Now he can single out an army of a thousand people alone.

Not to mention these tauren who are not even considered an army.

They can survive mainly by the stubbornness of the dwarf lord.

As for training.

No need at all, it's already done.

And there is nothing to upgrade now.

It is also impossible to find suitable positions for those seniors.

All the plundering troops sent by the Tauren were wiped out. The five brigades were trained, even the trolls.

The various teams cooperated very well.

Follow Manhattan's gaze.

Dawei and these soldiers are elite soldiers, the kind that can fight back and forth with the dwarven guards.

The equipment is not as good as the Lord's Guard.

Now there are only tauren and minotaur left in the mountain city.

Moreover.

If they are used to fight again, the people in the blacksmith department will scold their mothers.

The tauren we dealt with this time like to use horned people.

There are more than 70 people whose chest nails have been damaged and need to be removed for maintenance.

Now dealing with a mountain city full of tauren, the blacksmith department really knows how to curse.

"Yes, wait for me to come back."

Take three days' rations.

Dawei put the ice sword back, and picked up a mace.

He doesn't know how to use a knife, and he doesn't know how to dance a sword.

But he has an extraordinary talent for this kind of smashing things.

It may be because I have dug in the mine before and I am more proficient with pickaxes.

Arrange for the armored man fur wolf to maintain order here.

Just let the adjutant stay here to hide from the rain.

Pick up the ice sword and mace and the meat.

Dawei was already full.

You can go without food for three days.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you are hungry.

This ice sword is Dawei's food reserve.

When you are hungry, you can consume part of the mana inside to fill your stomach.

Take this sword in reserve.

Enough for Dawei to consume for three months.

The people around watched Dawei walk into the rain alone in amazement.

Rain fell from the sky.

It fell on Dawei's armor and immediately solidified into ice.

The rain keeps falling like Tetris.

On Dawei's armor, a room of ice blue armor slowly fell.

It is heavy armor.

Not a trace of skin was exposed.

In order to be mighty, Dawei also adjusted two huge horns.

It also covered the entire face.

At this moment, Dawei looked extremely fierce.

It's like some powerful magical creature.

however.

He stayed where he was, with no intention of walking.

1 minute later.

Dawei walked back.

"what happened?"

"I forgot to bring the wine."

Wine is a very suitable drink, and he wants to drink it after the killing.

But Dawei's wine is not the kind of dwarves' wine, but a high-concentration spirit.

Then I packed air-dried beef as food.

After picking up the map and looking at it for a while, Dawei left after confirming the direction.

Chapter 96 Tauren Slayer

The tauren lord looked at the heavy rain outside, and his face became a little unhappy.

Those damn beasts have become very manic under the influence of the spring rains, and spring animals are hard to deal with.

The attack power is extremely strong, even if the trap is designed, it will be easily broken.

Only catch the small ones.

The troops he sent out to plunder dwarven villages have not yet returned.

There are only two such cases.

Either they rebelled and set up another mountain directly. This is very likely because they are starving in winter.

The brain is also not normal.

Or nothing, wiped out by the dwarves, as in winter.

Fortunately, many of his troops are still alive.

The minotaur has three more heads after the dwarves' cultivation, adding the original minotaur to a total of six heads.

And there are only about sixty tauren left.

Cave goblins are sent out all over.

And there are [-] goblins left, which can be eaten for a long time.

After waiting for the estrus of camels and cattle to end, they can hunt those large herbivores.

Have a good meal.

After accumulating energy, you can attack the dwarf village.

Catch some women to reproduce.

"So... you idiot hurry up and throw away this useless head!"

"No, this is my mother's head, I want to keep it as a souvenir."

Two minotaurs in the distance are shoving each other, looking as if they are about to fight, but in fact they are just playing.

The tauren in the mountain city gathered together to bite the bones of the dwarves and suck the marrow inside.

Only these underage minotaurs are still working on a woman's head.

Even though I was happy when I ate it, but now I want to collect skulls... how strange.

The tauren lord picked up the skull he had used as a bowl.

He began to recall the tragic owner of the skull.

The poor guy came to save his wife because his wife was caught.

The result was easily defeated.

For such a bold and self-aware person, they will usually be played to death.

He was doing it for fun.

Did some things that tauren would do.

The guy burst into tears and let out a roar, wanting to go all out.

But to no avail.

In order to test whether the temper of the dwarves is the same as in the legend.

The tauren lord also ate his wife.

result.

The dwarf lost hope and was completely dumbfounded.

Because he thought it was funny, he kept the dwarf's head as a skull bowl.

"When those deer have had their babies, I can eat meat."

Then it was my turn to breed.

We must arrest a few who have given birth to children.

That's enough.

The tauren lord's smile became more and more obscene.

He fantasizes wildly.

Suddenly he stopped.

The surrounding temperature seems to be starting to drop.

The originally warm room turned cold.

The rain outside turned into hail and snow.

The strange wind whipped up the snow, making the originally clear vision extremely blurred.

The temperature continued to drop.

The tauren began to report to the group to keep warm.

They feel that the temperature is starting to be the same as in winter.

Picking up the animal skin on the body, the tauren continued to gnaw on the bones.

But the tauren lord found something was wrong.

The whistling cold wind seemed to have a different sound, it seemed to be the roar of death.

The sound of the hammer slicing across the ice was unusually slight, but he was caught.

"You two idiots, let me go out and have a look."

The tauren lord called the two tauren out to check the situation.