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But their anger can't cause any influence on the enemy.The hideous-looking humanoid monster with a parasite on his head remained silent and prepared to attack at his own pace.

The shield-bearing infantry, with their archer companions, quietly moved closer and regrouped, forming four three-way columns in less than five minutes, pointing to the east side wall like arrows.The clever marksman appeared for the first time, hopping around in the gap between the columns, and by the way made up for the baron's soldiers on the ground.Their work is very meticulous, every corpse is not let go, three pretending to be dead were screened out in a short time, and they are killed on the spot without hesitation.

Compared with the archer accompanying the infantry, this monster is taller, has thicker arms, and has more unique attachments on the head, densely packed with vertical crowns.They are also equipped with dark armor on vital parts such as the chest and back. The material can not be seen from a long distance away. They may be rusty iron plates or painted wooden boards. In short, they have no weapons in their hands. .

The guy used by the marksman is still a bow and arrow.However, they use war bows, which are different from mortal longbows and hunting bows. They seem to be made of a lot of materials instead of a simple wooden stick.In terms of size, this kind of warbow is not surprising, about two-thirds the size of a longbow; but in terms of appearance, the monsters used by monsters can directly explode mortal weapons.[Don’t say anything else.Just talk about the flickering fluorescence on the bow arm, it is so beautiful that people are enviable]

The dots of green light are like the eyes of a demon peeking into the world.Before the marksman showed up, they hid themselves tightly, just refused to show their true colors; when the master entered the bright area, they began to prosper, as if they were deliberately showing off.

If this is the idea of ​​those light spots, then they are really doing it right.Little Albert looked at this weird bow, and was quickly shaken by the fluorescent light into cold sweat, and his mouth was inexplicably bitter.When the two sides started fighting, he would rather fight face-to-face with the shield infantry than to be a monster marksman with a flamboyant appearance that penetrated the vital points from a hundred feet away.[Until now, I haven't even cut an enemy.If you were killed by a cold arrow inexplicably, that would be too awkward!

Just as he was thinking about it, a sharp shooter with a long slender tail suddenly raised his heavy head, impartially just looking at the little Albert.The hideous face surrounded by the bone plates did not grow like mortal eye sockets, but the Lumeng family did feel the gaze, and it was the greedy gaze that a beast had when it met its prey.

For a while, little Albert felt panicked, a thick layer of cold sweat came out of his palms, and he almost slipped off the battlement.He wanted to retract his head, hid in the previous hiding place, closed his eyes and curled himself into a ball; but the anger immediately rushed to his heart, and immediately suppressed the cowardice, forcing him to stand up straight again and face the god The archer glared back.

A mortal, a monster, at a distance of more than two hundred law feet, he just stared at him with 30 heartbeats.The marksman first looked away, but it wasn't because of timidity; it immediately opened a mouth full of sharp teeth, looking at the expression, it actually looked like—like it was laughing?

In the next two seconds, the bacterial crown on the shooter's head flickered in sync with the fluorescence on the bow arm, and the colors changed dazzlingly.After having played enough, it unfastened the closed quiver on its back, took out a winged arrow with a winged tooth, and turned it slightly on the top of the head three times, and then applied a little force toward the Dongzhai Gate.

Since they appeared in groups, this is the first time that an individual has acted by his own will.Considering that the opponent is a monster that kills without blinking, the series of actions of the marksman is definitely not acting or deliberately acting ugly.[What on earth does this exceptionally individual marksman do?Little Albert subconsciously put his thumb close to his mouth, and after six years, he bit his nail again:

[Could it be that those actions are giving orders?The monster who is staring at me is their leader?

Gerard Chevalier probably thought so too.He immediately ordered the gunner and blacksmith to lower the muzzle, and after waiting for the people to go downstairs, he immediately ignited the remaining two twists.But with two bangs, the iron bullet rushed out of the barrel at an astonishing speed, and slew towards the arrow-playing monster; between the battlements, several carefully selected matchlock guns also fired at the same time, Smoke of gunpowder spouted out in clusters, lining the wall with a soft white border.

The sharpshooter monster reacted quickly, turning around with his hands and feet and ran.But it couldn't be as fast as a gun, and it was immediately enveloped by projectiles of varying sizes, and smoke was thrown up all over its body.Little Albert's eyesight is weak, and it is not clear how many shots have been hit, but this matter is completely unimportant now:

As a result, the sharp shooter separated directly from the upper and lower body and threw himself on the ground so that he could not die again.Secondly, another group of monsters who were more fierce, barbarous and arrogant also appeared at this time, and immediately led everyone's attention.

There are exactly twenty new arrivals of uninvited guests.They ignored the guns on the wall, or in groups of two or two, or in groups of three or five, and went straight past the hapless corpse just now, stopping at the very edge of the bright area.To recruit serfs to dare to do this is purely seeking death.But these big new monsters have all the capital to do so:

They are burly stature. Although they are not as tall as Isabella, they are more than five and a half feet tall. They are more human-shaped than their counterparts. Not only are their heads smaller, but their tails are always tucked around their waists, and they keep their heads high when they walk. Stand tall, not inferior to mortal veterans.At the same time, they are also wearing extremely exaggerated heavy armor. From fingertips to soles of feet, every inch of skin is heavily protected, and even the head is wrapped in a helmet, leaving only a few openings for attachments.

This armor is also dim in color, and it is hard to see the material.But each part is thick enough to make the best steel plate armour look awkward.In addition to the outrageous thickness, the shape of the armor is also extremely exaggerated, with sharp protrusions and countless barbs and thorns everywhere.

The lights shined, reflecting the dark stains on the surface of the carapace, as well as the countless spoils hanging on the barbs: the newly acquired hands, the skin that was peeled off alive, and the entire head of the spine... this new batch. Monsters, like hunters who like to show off, show off their spoils to the guards on the wall.

Since they appeared, the sharpshooters who were jumping around suddenly became the jumping clown.Even the infantry column composed of hundreds of individuals was eclipsed at this moment.