Augustus Under the Horseshoe

On the frontal battlefield, more than two hundred men and horses fought **** battles in an army of goblins ten times the number of them. On top of the withered grass, there is a thick layer of stumps and minced meat. The brown soil, thirsty for the blood of both sides, slowly transformed into a shocking blood!

The countless **** broken corpses, and the terrifying posture of the people and horses screaming and fighting, deeply shocked the originally very timid and cowardly goblin. Under the cover of the seemingly endless rain of arrows by the herdsmen, every time Lujia and other warriors wield their long swords, they can cause two or three stumps to be broken, accompanied by a scarlet arc of blood, soaring high into the cold sky. !

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer comrades in front of me, the powerful and terrifying people are getting closer and closer, the few goblins with weak legs, only feeling cool under the crotch, immediately uttered a scream of despair, and turned around. Just run!

"Go back and fight! You boneheads!" Seeing that the morale of the army was about to collapse, the bear goblin furiously waved the whip in his hand, the soft tail, like a dexterous poisonous snake. Instantly wrapped around the deserter's ankle, the warlord's right arm full of explosive muscles violently tugged, and directly dragged the scared goblin back to his side. The twelve goblin superintendents, riding on black wolves, holding short spears, wooden shields, and eating fat and sturdy goblins, also waved the spears in their hands, ruthlessly hunting down all deserters! Let the ferocious and cunning black wolves under the crotch chew their skinny corpses greedily!

The Bear Goblin Warlord couldn't help but grabbed a primitive flint spear. In front of the deserter, pierce it alive into his chrysanthemum! All the way through, tearing through the thin chest, internal organs, and finally through his slender neck, from the deserter's mouth full of foul saliva, revealing his sharp spear point covered with blood and meat!

Even though the body was penetrated, the goblin deserter still did not die directly, still rocking his thin limbs in pain and despair!

"The clan food is out! Everyone has no retreat! You dirty, stupid little things, do you want to fight **** the battlefield, use your own hands to get a chance, and eat the flesh and blood of the horses after victory? Or imagine one? The unkind coward is punished more miserably than him?!" The bear goblin let out a deafening roar of terror. Use the most cruel means to suppress the morale of the army.

With his furry arms, he raised the blood-stained spear that pierced the goblin's body and swung it back and forth in the cold air. So that everyone can understand how terrible it is to be a deserter! !

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The Goblin Supervisors also jumped off the back of the dark wolves, pulled out the dagger around their waist, cut off the heads of those deserters, and hung them on their sharp short spears. Let more goblins see the miserable end after being a deserter!

"Shamans! Splash with acid!" Seeing that the situation finally stabilized, the Bear Goblin Warlord let out a lingering sigh of relief. Randomly wiped the red blood that had been splashed on the body, almost frozen. Command the only legal unit of the Barbarian Claw tribe: five obese goblins with sheep skulls and skeleton sticks in their hands, to go into battle.

"Christian? There is a goblin's legal system on the right!" Looking at a group of goblins from afar, Lujia was slashing the goblins in front of him, calling each other anxiously.

"I don't need to remind you! I have better eyesight than you!" The bard quickly took out an emerald green jade flute from his waist, with a smooth dark slender jade hand, holding the two ends of the flute, bright red attractive vermilion lips, and gently biting On top of the blow hole, he played a refreshing and beautiful movement.

On the other side, countless foul-smelling thick green waters slowly squirmed their dirty and profane viscous bodies, forming small **** of acid under the spell of the goblin shaman. However, just as the shaman was about to successfully cast the spell, a terrible silence hung over each of them! The acid water lost the control of the spell, like the white snow under the scorching sun, dissipated in an instant. A shaman wanted to scream, but found that he could not scream, nor could he hear any sounds!

"Good job!" The five druids admired the bard's spells. A peculiar change suddenly occurred in the whole body: the burly body of the half-man and half-horse suddenly began to twist and deform. Clothes instantly dissolve in the strong flesh and blood of the upper body of human beings. Instead, there are densely overlapping black feathers. The lips bulge forward, elongate, and harden into a sharp eagle's beak. A pair of slender front hooves slowly turned into sharp eagle claws. The hind hooves and the whole body are like a leaking balloon, shrinking and disappearing in an instant.

Madrui, the eagle who turned into an eagle, followed their eagle-like companions, flapping huge black wings, flying over the heads of the goblin army at low altitude, and quickly flew over the dirty and smelly green ocean, flapping a pair of Kandas. The eight-foot black wings, like a cannonball, hit the shaman's face! The sharp eagle claws pierced deeply into the fragile flesh and blood of the goblins, grabbed their thin shoulders, and hovered into the high sky!

After a while, the thin and dirty bodies of the goblin shamans fell from the sky with a series of horrified and shrill screams, and instantly fell into a pool of **** mud on the hard frozen soil.

"Damn it! Damn it! The wolf cavalry never returned, and the shaman was killed by the flying druid again!" The bear goblin warlord watched the situation anxiously, thinking about how to win—suddenly, after a while. The heavy and terrifying sound of horseshoes, like thunder, came from afar. The icy land of the ranch also showed abnormal shaking: a large number of them appeared on the left and right wings of the goblin army.

Reinforcements of the Self-Blood Fury Clan!

After taking the livestock out of the battlefield unharmed and settled down, more than 20 herders immediately led more than two hundred loyal and brave Caucasian dogs, and killed them aggressively from the left wing of the goblin. Those large canines are as majestic and majestic as a lion, even taller than some goblins!

While galloping on the pasture, the clan herdsmen took out a bony weird dysprosium from the inside of the quiver sewn with animal skins. It is composed of a front and a collar, and the ridge is raised on one side of the stitching to prevent the arrow from being concave, and the cross section of the collar is circular. This special structure can make Mingdi make a shrill sound like a banshee's screaming sound during flight!

At the moment more than two dozen herders shot out their hands, more than two hundred well-trained Caucasian dogs raised their furry ears. Attentively recognizing the position of the ringing arrow—oh, that high-pitched, stern, ear-torturing Dy, fell on a group of small, dirty green-skinned dwarfs...

Bite him! !

More than two hundred loyal and brave Caucasian dogs have issued bloodthirsty roars full of animal desires. They ran wildly on the grass, roaring, roaring, some opened their mouths full of blood basins full of fangs, biting **** the fragile throat of the goblin, and some jumped, relying on their strong The body and sharp claws directly overwhelmed two or three weak enemies! The horse herdsmen behind him are also hunting down the fragile lives of the goblins with the terrifying efficiency of six seconds and one arrow, just like a target shooting practice!

"Long live Skerrit!!"

On the right wing, Caen, wearing a full-body chain mail and wielding a two-handed giant axe, also quietly traveled to the north of the battlefield under the guidance of the druid, and launched an unstoppable terrifying charge against the right wing of the goblin! Form a trend of three breads!

Thirty bloodthirsty and fearless in a violent state, and fifty heroic warriors of centaur and horses, shouting the prestige of the **** of nature and community, like a sharp knife. In the goblin army, a **** and terrifying rift was torn out! Countless weak goblins, under this terrifying charge, the internal organs that were hit shattered, their bones broke, and they were even thrown high in the sky, falling heavily to the ground. It was like a rain of goblin mixed with bright red blood.

"Fuck! I won't fight!" Under the three-sided attack, let alone the cowardly goblin, the bear goblin warlord also lost all morale, and immediately threw away the **** spear decorated with the goblin corpse in his hand. , And crawled into the dense forest! The twelve superintendents also fled away riding on the wolves under the crotch!

"Huh!" The leading druid let out a high and stern eagle cry. Tilted his head covered with pale feathers. The sharp beak pointed directly at the bear goblin who was in charge of overseeing the battle. The other eagles, Madrui, also nodded gently, and gathered their wings together, like a series of dark meteors, swooping into the dense forest.

"Huh!" Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the bear goblin, the druid flapped his wide black wings and issued a second loud and piercing terror eagle. The bear goblin felt his feet soft, and his whole body sank to the bottom of the earth! He lowered his head in horror-he saw the dry and hard ground under his feet turned into soft sand, dragging himself down like a quicksand hell! In the blink of an eye, he trapped his legs!

At the same time, the flexible roots of countless cypresses and beech also expanded and grew at an incredible speed, protruding out of the soft and cold sand, like countless brown pythons, tightly entwining the bear goblin. With hundreds of limbs and skeletons, he violently dragged him into the extremely soft sand, only exposing his neck and head to the cold air.

"Huh!!" The druid uttered a third haughty cry. Although they couldn't talk after they turned into animals, these people who were so familiar with each other had long been able to communicate simply with their body language. Ten sharp eagle claws, some pierced the eye sockets of the bear goblin, some seized the enemy’s nostrils, some simply tore and scratched the thick fur-covered neck of the other party. Everyone worked hard together to force him. That ugly and desperate head was pulled alive from the cervical spine! !

Seeing that the warlord was dead, the druids let out a long sigh of relief, grabbed the enemy's head and flew back to the battlefield, flying majestic and majestic above the head of the goblin army! With the warlord's indomitable face, and the hot blood, destroying and damaging the morale of the enemy.

The death of the bear goblins quickly became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. Since the battle, the morale of the few goblins has completely collapsed. They cried, wailed, and screamed, throwing away their weapons and shields. Pushing his former comrades-in-arms, rushing toward the "safe direction" that he thinks is "safe"!