my age of magic

Chapter 145 146. Charge to Me!dwarf
When the trigger was pressed, the firing pin at the end of the shotgun hit the magic mechanism of the gun body fiercely, and the magic power contained in the magic structure of the gun body exploded at once.At night, it should be seen more clearly, and the entire barrel of the silver-plated shotgun suddenly glows.At that moment, a mysterious pattern like a magic circle will appear on the entire body of the shotgun.The copper pea that was damaged by the 'flame tongue weapon' turned into a line of fire and sprayed out.

Human eyes can't keep up with the speed of the bullet. When the gray dwarf knight's face changed drastically and he wanted to retract his head into the shield, the copper pea had already slipped into the eye replacement of his cast steel helmet. With a "poof", it pierced into his eye socket, and a handful of blood surged up.The fire magic damage attached to the copper pea exploded the moment it touched the gray dwarf's eyes, and the splashing sparks wrapped the entire face inside. The poor gray dwarf still wore a full-duplex helmet on his head. , After the sparks splashed out, they quickly bounced back and caused two, three, and four times of damage.However, the most fatal thing to him was the copper pea shot into the eye.

He was thrown backwards by the force brought by the copper pea. With a sound of "ah", the severe pain came to his mind. His hands could no longer grasp the horns of the argali. The argali continued to rush forward, and the gray dwarf The robber put his head in his hands and fell on his back. He rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and it seemed that he could only breathe out, not breathe in.

Because there was no rider, the argali also stopped not far away, kicking the grass restlessly.

For a while, the laughter of the gray dwarf robbers on the opposite side disappeared, and the suppressed murderous aura gathered again. For these gray dwarves, guns are not a rare thing. Dwarves with exquisite craftsmanship always like to study strange things. Things, they have incomparably powerful imagination and creativity. The shotgun is the product researched by the dwarves to replace the bow and arrow, but there is no doubt that the firearm is a failure in the end.

Hunters seldom like to carry guns, because firearms are very unstable, and the cost is very expensive, and it is difficult to maintain.

Although a lot of practice can improve the accuracy, the lifespan of ordinary firearms cannot maintain a standard practice cycle, so they are scrapped.So few races other than the dwarves themselves use shotguns, unless some big collectors.

And for a child like me, standing on the grass slope and directly bringing down a gray dwarf robber in full body armor, this fatal humiliation made these dwarves feel suffocated, just like the leader of Barent at this moment, his forehead The blood vessels on his chest were already bulging, his iron-blue face was full of murderous intent, his face was flushed red, and he said loudly: "All gray dwarf warriors are ready, charge!"

"charge!"

Hundreds of argali rushed towards our hillside at the same time, and their heavy feet stepped on the ground, like thunder from afar.

Beaver Curry didn't expect me to have such precise marksmanship, even if I'm a marksman, it's nothing more than that.He intentionally made his horse run a little slower, probably because he didn't want to be caught on the ice once. Those ice traps made him suffer a lot, and he still has a few frostbites on his body. Frozen like a winter warrior riding a boar.

...beautiful dividing line...

In fact, I think that I am more accurate than a sharpshooter, because my spiritual sea will clearly mark the perfect virtual ballistic trajectory and the trajectory of the copper pea in my eyes. The trajectories overlap, so that you can hit the bullet without missing a beat.It is a great insult to the dwarves to knock down a dwarf warrior with a gun. The dwarves think that the armor they built has a defensive ability that other armors cannot match. The nemesis of similar weapons, not to mention the stones thrown by the sling, hit the chain armor like a tickle.

Facing the charge of the gray dwarves, I still held my gun motionless and pointed at the gray dwarves who rushed over.

"Come back, my child!" Finally, the old orc of the Raitu tribe behind him couldn't help it, and he shouted in a dry and hoarse voice.

The orcs in the tribe behind became restless, and some old orcs began to stand up and join the ranks of resisters, and those orc girls with short spears also raised their fighting spirit to the highest point.When a human child stood in front of all the orcs with a shotgun, and still calmly faced the iron cavalry and warhammer of the gray dwarf robbers, at this moment, no one in the entire Raitu tribe was afraid anymore, and the orcs' folk customs were already extremely strong Tough, they ignore death even more, but decades of easy life have polished off their original vigor, but once someone takes the lead, someone ignites the brave nature in their hearts, each of them is a wolf.

An old orc said in a deep voice: "Hold on to the stick, you can't do this! Their hammer will smash the wooden stick in your hand into the air immediately, and you have to tie it to your hand with a strap, just like this, and now there are Time! Come on, I'll help you."

"Let that child come back! We will fight with him, and even if we die, let our brave orcs die first."

"We must have the dignity of our orcs!"

"Jijia, come back quickly! We all fight together with you!"

There is a spirit that needs to be awakened with life. Every orc has its own bravery, but they don't know which side to abandon when making life choices.They need role models to show them how to do it.I was at the forefront, and the original intention was not to arouse the fighting spirit of the orcs. I didn't expect these bloody orcs to be so easily incited.

The reason why I stand here is actually because I am worried that the gray dwarves will diverge and attack us from the side. If they avoid the frost scroll array we set up, then they will be a group of wild boars rushing into the cabbage field. In an instant, we will be in disarray.I stood up to provoke them, draw their anger, and then charge us. Once the melee is together, there may be hope of escape.

My gun was not aimed at the eyes of the gray dwarves, and in front of such a flood of gray dwarf bandits, I could only pull the trigger as hard as I could, the copper pea shot out quickly, opened the magazine and loaded the copper pea , press the button, and then shoot the copper pea out.

A blood hole just appeared on the head of an argali sheep, and the white brain and bright red blood just splashed on the gray dwarf robber. Roll into a ball.The gray dwarf riders behind them dodged one after another, but the formation of the charge was very dense, and some people couldn't dodge it, fell on the corpse of the argali, and rolled into a ball again.

Once the riders fell down, it was difficult to avoid the stampede of those fighting argalis who rushed up, and the chaos spread infinitely.

The gray dwarf rushing to the front is already 50 meters away from me...Keep shooting...40 meters away...Shoot...

When the first argali stepped on a magic scroll, the tough mala was not broken, and the frost scroll was smashed beyond recognition by the hooves of the argali, but the rope buckle of the mala was still alive and well. Open, if the scroll is not opened, magic skills cannot be released.My heart even reached my throat.

Kurz and Qige standing on the mound behind them were even more terrified. The most worrying thing happened. The dwarves and robbers rushed into the grass covered with magic scrolls, but the sheep's hooves did not step on the scrolls. open.The skills on the scroll cannot be released.But those gray dwarves have already rushed in front of me, and I have even clearly seen the minced meat on the teeth of the gray dwarf in front. I looked at them with wide eyes, and smiled at them strangely. My lips Vibrating non-stop, the sound of the incantation has already come out.

"ㄔㄝㄒㄩ!"

...beautiful dividing line...

The copper hammer with the size of a bowl hit me on the head, and the dwarf had already imagined how he would crack the skull of the stunned child in front of him.But in the end, the copper hammer did not meet any resistance, and it was smashed empty at the last moment.The gray dwarf robber only thought in his heart: Maybe that child fell down suddenly, so don't get rolled under the sheep's hooves and be trampled into meat sauce!
The gray dwarf bandit tightened his grip on the shield in the other hand. He saw the short javelins in the hands of the orc girls on the mound, and they should be about to throw them out!If you don't throw it, there is no chance.But why are there continuous bursting sounds around them, like the sound of countless huge ice cubes breaking.Feeling colder and colder around the body.

There were all kinds of terrified screams from behind, and the gray dwarf was suspiciously looking back at the situation, but he didn't notice that the argali under him had already stepped on a snow-white magic scroll, and the fragile Malian grass was instantly crushed. The step was broken, and the moment the hoof of the argali was raised, a bitter snow storm erupted from the feet of the argali, and the extremely cold breath wrapped the gray dwarf robber and the whole argali inside, And the white cold air began to roll and spread outward.

The entire gray dwarf bandit group was shrouded in white mist, the sound like popping beans continued to sound, and argali continuously stepped on the frost scrolls on the grass, and the cold air was accumulating and spreading little by little.Looking down from the slope, one could even see the gray dwarf bandits who were still persistently charging forward in the mist, covered in hoarfrost.

Ordinary frost scrolls can only diffuse a little bit of cold air, covering the legs of argali sheep with a layer of snow-white frost, but cold-resistant argali sheep don't need to pay attention to this at all, their fur will keep them warm enough.But the enhanced frost scrolls are different. Once these scrolls are detonated, the whole argali and the gray dwarf bandit riding on it will be frozen into ice sculptures in an instant, and those with better physique will be covered with a thick layer of ice and snow, just like A warrior with such a strong physique as Biffle Curry would not be frozen into a lump of ice by the frost scroll.

The screams kept coming, and the gray dwarf riders rushing up from behind kept bumping into the ice sculptures. Those gray dwarves who were frozen into lumps of ice would get up from the ground with snow scum all over their faces. Looking at the vast snow and fog in a panic, he can no longer tell the difference between south, east and north.Even some gray dwarves with weak physique, like argali, will be broken into several pieces in an instant once they are frozen into ice sculptures and hit by the riders behind, and their flesh and blood will continue to break along the cracks in the ice sculptures. Scattered on the grass filled with frost and snow.

Some gray dwarves relied on their strong physique and excellent resistance to resist the freezing effect of the enhanced frost scroll. They wanted to find a direction to break out, and they could not go any further. Although they were only twenty meters away, they rushed to the slope Going to fight those nasty tribal orcs, but how many magic scrolls are arranged at a distance of more than [-] meters.

The desperate screams of dwarves and robbers, the sound of scrolls bursting, the sound of ice shattering, and the bleating of argali interweave together, making this ice and snow world like a Shura field. Countless frost scrolls release The ice breath was superimposed, and the bodies of the gray dwarf robbers walking in the ice and snow were covered with ice slag, and their bodies were constantly rigid. As long as someone fell down, it meant that they would not be able to get up again.No one can avoid the argali rushing in from behind in such a cold and icy Asura field.

People in front kept being frozen into ice sculptures, and the gray dwarves from behind rushed in one after another, smashing these ice sculptures to pieces.

In the center of this ice explosion, Barent's body was covered with thick layers of ice. His thick beard was like a twist, frozen hard by the icy breath. No matter how strong his body was, he could In the wave after wave of ice blasts, Barent was scratched all over his body by ice slag spikes. Barent looked down at the solid scale armor on his body. At this time, not only did this armor not provide him with any protective effect, On the contrary, the icy air is quickly transmitted, causing a layer of ice to condense on the surface of the skin. Whenever the muscles of the whole body are forced to exercise, the layer of hard ice will be broken, and the sharp ice thorns will cut the skin into countless small pieces. In the wound, the blood coagulated quickly.

He tried his best to calm himself down, in such a predicament, the more flustered he was, the faster he would die.In the face of adversity and death countless times, Barent survived by relying on a calm mind and tenacious will. He stretched out his hand with difficulty to pick up an undamaged piece of paper from the grass. I never imagined that the group of orcs who were so poor that they couldn't even eat could lay down a large array of magic scrolls in such a luxurious manner.

This magic scroll is so small that it can be held completely in the palm of the hand. The rough magic antelope skin is tied with a simple and extremely simple Malian grass. Barent regrets it at this moment.

If they had known this earlier, even if they had sent a group of forwards to step on these magic scroll traps that were randomly laid on the ground, the teams behind would not have fallen into such a situation!If that's the case, the hundreds of magic scrolls on this grassland might not be able to escape from my hands. Such powerful scrolls must be worth at least a few hundred gold coins!
At this time, the orc women on the top of the slope were probably watching a good show, and Barent felt a chill in his heart. He thought of the orc women on the top of the slope when they charged, and each of them had their backs behind them. They were holding a few flying spears, but they didn't see any of them when they looked around the field, presumably they still had a backhand.Looking at the gray dwarves who had completely lost their will to fight, more than half of them were dead or injured, Barent let out a mournful roar.

"Go to the sides, as long as you can move, don't wait for death!" Barent shouted hysterically, but it was still covered by the noise of people turning their backs.He had to retreat to the left with the gray dwarf warriors gathered around him, and swung the copper hammer in his hand to smash the argali passing by him to death one after another. Said: "Don't feel sorry for the animals, kill them, they will only touch more traps running around in the big formation! Damn beast hunters, damn human magicians!"

I didn't expect the orcs on the opposite side to be so ruthless. The value of these magic scrolls can almost equip a cavalry regiment with more than a hundred people. I didn't expect that they would be thrown into this battle at once.Some gray dwarves have already taken off the dwarven chain armor from their bodies in a panic. There was a thick layer of ice hanging on the chain armor, and the ice made these dwarf warriors move extremely slowly.Go out quickly, untie these heavy shackles, and run faster.

Barent was looking for the tall ancient horse among the crowd, and the liger with two giant swords on his back: "It was he who brought the warriors into this ice tomb, he should have known in advance , he must know, but he didn't say... I'm going to kill him!"

Standing at the back of the gray dwarf bandit group, Biffle Curry was stunned for an instant.

He saw a gray dwarf warrior stepping on a magic scroll on the grass, and the sudden burst of cold air completely froze the gray dwarf warrior who had just rolled off the argali.The terrified expression still hangs clearly on his face. Inside the ice layer, his eyeballs seem to be able to move. When his eyes looked at Biffle Curry, they showed a look of pleading. He must want to break through the ice. .

Beaver Curry strode up, and the chill that permeated the air made him shiver uncontrollably, down to the marrow of his bones.Looking forward, the entire duergar cavalry regiment fell into the ice blast zone. The ice fog covered the entire battlefield, tumbling and swallowing all the duergar warriors. This ice and snow world.

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