The commander of the cavalry team immediately asked Cassel to stop, he planned to wait a few minutes to see if the personnel behind him could follow, the sun was shining on the ground through the verdant leaves, but at the moment it was as nervous as a horror movie, a breeze blew across his cheeks, the commander of the cavalry team felt a chill on his body, wiped his hand on his face, and found that his face was already covered with sweat.

"Count!" The commander of the cavalry could not relax, and his voice was heard through the jungle. The soldiers were very cooperative and began to count one by one!

But the number stopped at sixty-five!

In this way, everyone panicked, just now there were obviously seventy people, but now there are five less!

This feeling is like the Grim Reaper taking his scythe to harvest around everyone, and the feeling of silently disappearing one life after another is like when you watch the most terrifying horror movie, a cold palm touches you. Everyone shuddered!

"Everybody's around me! Fast! The commander of the cavalry made the most appropriate judgment on the spot, but now the net had begun to shrink, but the poor fish did not know it at all.

The palms of a dry knight were already sweating, and the breeze was blowing, but the sweat just couldn't stop coming out of the body, as if the whole person was going to be squeezed dry!

"Fossils are mud!" Parker Dew hid on the side of the tree, looking at the people who were gathered around, and released several moves in a row to use the fossil into mud under them, the neighing of the horses and the plopping sound of everyone falling into the mud from the horses were endless, but this was a range of magic, with Parker Dew's current strength, everyone could not be trapped in it at once, many people reacted quickly, stabbed the horse's buttocks with long swords, and the horses ran quickly in pain.

In this way, they fell into the trap of Parker Dew and others, Wiener Dew, Luther Dew and the two of them controlled the vines one after another to attack the soldiers, the soldiers did not expect the vines to attack like them, and many people were directly hit down by the vines and dismounted! The pain swept through the whole body, and the speed of the war horse was amazing, facing the vines, this feeling was like being hit by a small car head-on, and the soldiers' chests obviously collapsed, vomiting blood!

"Ah!!h Seeing this, Cath roared, turned over and dismounted, and took his great sword from the horses that followed him, although these war horses were excellent, they were completely unable to withstand a Caeser adding a large sword of astonishing weight, after all, the weight of the two combined was eight or nine hundred catties! You must know that the weight of the armor on Cassel's body is not light!

Wielding the big sword in his hand, he swept down the vines that surrounded him one by one, and the vines fell to the ground one by one and rolled a few times as if they were alive and lost their lives!

These vines are the Dark Vines of the Treant Guard's skill, and they are very versatile, not only can they be used to kill enemies, bind, and use them as ropes! If you let Vena Dew have a higher strength, they can also learn advanced skills such as 'Poison Ivy', 'Shadow Vine', and 'Illusion Vine'!

Raphael had already appeared on the battlefield when the battle began, and a move 'Fossil to Mud' was unleashed under Cassel's body! 'Fossil to Mud' is a trick that can be cast by most legal professions, the magic is simple to build and the syllables are very short, and low-level magicians will use it as a skill to control the field, take Raphael as an example, the range of his 'Fossil to Mud' magic is about 20 centimeters, of which 10 centimeters is the fastest casting range.

Raphael could see that Cath was the strongest of the bunch! As long as you can subdue him, this battle will end perfectly!

"You, dare not, fight me!" Casure whispered to Raphael in a very fluency continental lingua franca, "Northland barbarians! Judging by the accent he spoke Raphael, and judging by the weapons in his hands, he should be a berserker! In fact, the strength of a mage lies not in their magic, but in the knowledge in their minds, because they can use this knowledge to defeat you easily!

Magic is nothing but a tool and a means for a magician to discover the truth!

"Brother, I am a magician and you are a mad swordsman, and your ancestors will not be ashamed if you make such a request?" Raphael communicates with Kaser in the language of the Northlanders, and he once had a teammate of the Northlanders, so he also knows a bit about the language of the Northlanders. Brother is the favorite way to greet the Northland barbarians, because there has never been a tribal fight between the Northland barbarians, so the word brother is a very formal and important title in their eyes!

The Northland barbarians worship their ancestors, but unfortunately, even if they worship their ancestors, they don't seem to have produced a shamanic profession among their tribe. Maybe it's because their ancestors were thrown into the River Styx without obsession, so the worship of these guys can't work!

After all, for a group to produce a profession like a shaman, the souls they worship must be strong and have their carriers! For example, flags, logos, etc., but according to Raphael's understanding, the Northland barbarians are estimated to lack the object of worship, the Northland barbarians are divided into many tribes, and each tribe believes in different ancestors, perhaps it is because of this that they cannot obtain the power of the ancestors!

"Oh, may the ancestors forgive me for my actions......" Caser couldn't help but blush when he heard Raphael's words, what a simple people! Raphael couldn't help but sigh, but this made Raphael interested in the Northland barbarians, if they were allowed to join their own army, it seemed to be a very good choice, they were simple and good in combat, they were born warriors, heaven to the left, warriors to the right, with their simplicity as long as they are well guided, it is entirely possible for them to develop into perfect warriors!

It can be said that if they join, the melee strength of Raphael's team will be greatly improved!

"Hey, bro! What tribe are you from? Raphael interrupted Cather's prayer and asked aloud.

"Blackstone Tribe!" The Northland barbarians love stones, and they believe that stones can stand strong and withstand countless trials, so there will be a huge stone standing in the center of every tribe of the Northland barbarians! And the name of this stone is often the name of the tribe as well as the surname.

"Brother, there is a shortage of soldiers in my troops, I wonder if you would like to join us?" Raphael made his own request. If this is placed in the ripp, an infobox will pop up.

"Ding!"

"You've extended an invitation to a Northland barbarian!"

"Personal expertise is clever and eloquent!"

"Extraordinary Expertise: Yushu is launched in the wind!"

"I'm afraid it won't work!" Caster thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"Ding!"

"Your invitation to the Northland barbarians has failed!"

(Thanks to book friends for recommending Eagle Strike 1596, 6372560, Eighteen Thousand and One Miles, and Dawn Light 111.) ）