In just a few seconds, the army of the Yanqi tribe, which originally looked imposing, had completely become a plate of scattered sand.

Fleeing and fleeing, screaming and screaming, everything seems chaotic.

There are even more people who are ignited by the falling rain of fire, but even if these people fall to the ground and roll wildly, they can never stop them from turning into humanoid torches. But what is really shocking is that even though these people have been burned motionless by the flames, the flames on their bodies still show no signs of extinguishing or even weakening, but seem to use their bodies and life force as some kind of fuel, but burn more vigorously.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than thirty humanoid torches on the ground.

Among them, three of the lizardmen were burned to death on the spot, and almost all of the remaining twenty or so were injured; Less than five of the dozen or so goblin scouts escaped the fire, but only three of them were actually burned to death, and the rest were trampled to death while running.

And the kobold who really killed the most people due to the fire cloud were the one who suffered the least damage.

Without him, there are many soldiers.

But all this is only the beginning of this battle.

"Boom!"

The grass covered by the fire clouds was completely ignited in the blink of an eye due to the fall of the fire rain.

The fire is not small, or from the moment it is completely ignited, it is already a prairie fire, and I am afraid that this is a fire that no one can stop. Originally, the land of the oasis, with fertile water and grass, and deep underground water vapor, should not be easily ignited, but the fire magic caused by Cecilia was not an ordinary flame, and the fall of countless fire rains and the burning of thirty corpses. The water vapor accumulated in the grassland has long since evaporated.

And the dry grassland, isn't it the favorite of the prairie fire?

But the spread and madness of the fire brought more than just shocking horror.

The army of the Yanqi tribe has been divided!

"Rush!"

Andrei, out of nowhere, rushed out, followed by a dozen or so members of the slave trapping team who had been following him.

As a slave catcher who has survived in the wilderness for so long, no one who can survive to this day is weak. Although they use a variety of weapons and races, even goblins, when it comes to coordination, these panicked kobolds are even kobolds who have lost their armor. But it will never be their opponent.

What's more, the kobolds who were cut by the formation because of the fall of the fire rain are not easy to regroup at this moment.

Andrei's team was confronted by a group of kobolds of only thirty or forty in number, most of whom were not even armed. They faced Andrey's sudden and imposing charge. For a moment, he fell into a stupor, and he didn't even react at all. Until he was slashed and killed several kobolds by Andre and others in close quarters. These kobolds who had lost their courage finally reacted.

But the next scene that appeared seemed a little funny and ridiculous.

The kobolds of the Yanqi tribe actually had two completely different reactions and attitudes on this battlefield.

Several kobolds who looked like commanders let out a hissing and exhausted shout, but there were very few kobolds who raised their weapons in response to their shouts, and the vast majority of kobolds without weapons almost turned around and fled, including several who suddenly discarded the knives and guns still in their hands. Also joined the ranks of the fugitives. At this moment, the so-called discipline and racial honor no longer existed for these kobolds, and in their perceptions, the fact of defeat was inevitable. So how to protect yourself is the most critical thing at the moment.

This is the kobold of the Savage Land.

But the escape of these kobolds does not mean that Andre and the others will let them go.

A lizardman with a hideous look on his face, perhaps out of excitement he opened his crocodile mouth, his forked tongue sticking out of his mouth, which did not look like he was analyzing the moisture in the air, but more like expressing his inner excitement.

He held a spear made of fine iron in one hand, which was not so light that even a lizardman with brute strength could tell that he had to use all his strength to wield it.

This can be seen in the bulge of the muscles in his right arm.

But the more this happens, the more terrifying the lizardmen's attack becomes.

I saw that the lizardman suddenly stabbed out with his spear, and the air even stirred up a burst of white mist because of the spear's direct piercing, and faintly he could smell a special scorching smell that was different from the surrounding flames burning.

In response to the lizardman's spear-wielding stab, a kobold commander let out a frightened cry. But to be able to become the commander of an army, his combat effectiveness and consciousness are naturally not inferior, perhaps a kind of reflex cultivated by years of fighting, he stretched out his left arm at great speed, and an iron round shield was tied to it that was different from the average kobold soldier, and then blocked in front of this spear.

The thickness of this iron round shield is thicker than the general standard round shield, but looking at the most basic outline of this iron shield, the burrs have not been removed, and the shield surface has not been polished, so it is obvious that this is an iron shield built by the wild land itself.

It was only when the iron shield collided with the spear stabbed by the lizardman of the slave trapping team, an extremely terrifying penetrating force was instantly transmitted through the tip of the spear to the kobold's arm. In the next second, only to hear a crisp "click" sound, the kobold let out an even more terrible scream - his left arm and hand bone were actually broken by this blow!

The lizardman, on the other hand, only moved his right arm and wrist slightly, lifting the spear slightly, but the inertia of the impact did not diminish in the slightest.

The tip of the spear grazed the rough surface of the shield.

A flick of sparks rubbed off the shield like sparks from the surface of a firework stick.

Then, the tip of the gun exploded in the kobold commander's head.

The screams stopped abruptly.

Almost at the same moment, several kobold commanders who were still shouting for command and trying to gather their formation to engage with Andre's slave catcher team had already fallen one after another. This lizardman was not the only one who made such a fierce attack, but Andre and the other kobolds and dwarves attacked with the same ferocity, cruelty, and precision. Almost always without giving these kobolds any chance to breathe, they forcibly killed them with a sharp killing move.

Especially the action of the kobold compatriot made all the kobold feel a chill.

With the fall of the kobold commander, the other members of the more than ten slave trapping teams behind him also showed no mercy, and all kinds of weapons were hula and beckoned to these kobolds who had finally gathered under the shouts of the kobold commander.

It was only a brief contact and charge, and nearly twenty kobolds had completely turned into corpses with residual warmth.

However, Andre and the others seemed to have known such a result for a long time, and while slashing and killing these kobolds, their steps did not stop at all, but continued to rush behind these kobolds, and continued to chase the target that they had set as prey.

……

Unlike Andrei and others, who charge and slash almost smoothly. The resistance of the hammer that led the twelve barbarians of the Heavy Rock tribe was somewhat stubborn.

Heavy Hammer and André had been arranged by Cecilia from the beginning to be on either side of the entire Flame Banner Tribe. When the rain of arrows and fire had caused enough confusion for the troops to disperse their formation, it was time for Hammerhammer and Andre to show their skills - their duty was to clear the rout of the fleeing troops on both sides, though not to kill them all. But there is also the need to kill as many enemies as possible.

It's just that the hammer's luck is obviously not good, and they encounter lizardmen who are far superior to kobolds in terms of combat effectiveness, discipline, and equipment that far surpass the kobolds in terms of combat effectiveness, discipline, and equipment.

Despite the fact that these lizardmen have lost their light armor. And several lizardmen have also abandoned their weapons. However, the vast majority of lizardmen still have weapons in their hands. What's more, these lizardmen are only twice as many barbarians in terms of numbers, and the thirteen barbarians, including the heavy hammer, are all unarmed.

As the most combative races in the Savage Lands, the Barbarians and Lizardmen are also on the list.

However, unlike the barbarians, who regard death as glory and are able to burst out with extremely terrifying combat power, the reason why the lizardmen are also called a fighting race is because this group is born with extremely strong brute strength, defense, and resistance, and ordinary injuries can even kill them at all. Almost every lizardman. They are all natural experts in long weapons, and any long weapon can exert several times the terrifying power in their hands, especially the lizardman cavalry, which is a nightmare for all major kingdoms except the empire.

Just as bears and minotaurs are naturally good at hoplites. Lizardmen are naturally good at heavy cavalry and pikemen.

At this moment, more than twenty lizardmen still had high-grade spears in their hands, and even the barbarians of the Wild Lands who were not afraid of life and death felt a bit of trouble.

But that's just a problem for Hammer and the others.

Flinch?

Sorry, this has never been in the Barbarian's dictionary.

The confrontation with each other ended quickly.

It was not the armed lizardmen who attacked first, but the barbarians with their bare hands.

Twelve barbarians, led by a hammer, let out a furious roar and rushed towards the lizardmen. And watching the attack of the thirteen barbarians, the two lizardmen who seemed to be the leaders of this Western Fall lizardmen mercenary group narrowed their pupils, clearly showing disdain and anger, their throats emitted a low, hoarse sizzling sound, these sounds are unique to the lizardmen, although all the tribes in the Savage Lands are proficient in the continental lingua franca, but if it is not necessary, these groups still use their own means of communication to communicate.

Twenty-one lizardmen, who were still armed with weapons, quickly lined up under the command of the two commanders, and then raised the spears in their hands, and rushed towards Heavy Hammer and the others with the same tyrannical look and hideous expression. The other four lizardmen, who had already discarded their weapons, did not attack, but stood beside the two commanders, seemingly acting as guards.

The charging lizardmen looked imposing, but if it weren't for their scarred bodies that had been burned by the rain of fire, they would have looked much more formidable. But even though almost every lizardman had different injuries on their bodies, when these lizardmen collectively charged and attacked, the innate killing momentum not only did not diminish in the slightest. On the contrary, it is even more intimidating because of the somewhat tragic atmosphere.

If there's one thing that Hammerhammer and the others have an advantage over these lizardmen, it's their barely diminished physical strength and their previous ease of work.

Although hours of rushing and stalking on end were indeed a bit draining, it was not worth it at all for a barbarian who had grown up in such a harsh environment as a savage. Purely in terms of endurance and tenacity, barbarians who have always been tendons can definitely stand in the top five positions in this world, so in the same desperate charge of life and death, the momentum of these barbarians will not be inferior to these lizardmen at all.

Soon, the two sides in the charge slammed together like a reef crashing on the waves.

However, the side of the reef is not a barbarian. It's the twenty-one scarred lizardmen. And the one who acted as the waves crashing on the shore was the hammer and the twelve barbarians under his command, and it was not the waves, but the shocking blood spray.

Without him, the advantage of weapons.

A spear. There was a sharp whirl that broke through the air, and it stabbed at the head of the hammer.

The head of the hammer tilted slightly. Dodged the spear's stab. But there was still a burning pain in his left cheek. It was because the spear's stabbing speed was too fast, and the heat friction that almost ignited the air, although the danger of a headshot was avoided, the left cheek of the heavy hammer was still a small red patch - I don't know if it was bruised by the strength of the spear, or burned by the heat of the air.

After dodging the shot, Hammerhammer's left hand slammed into it. He grabbed the handle of this spear, as a fighting nation that is also on the list, the barbarian's strength is completely comparable to that of the lizardmen, and even the minotaur has a rivalry.

So when the spear was caught by the hammer. It will not be easy for the other party's lizardman to pull it back.

And Heavy Hammer is not only a barbarian in the wilderness, but also the deputy head of the former Harbinder Serpent mercenary group, and the battles he has experienced are by no means small, whether it is combat experience or battle smell, he is definitely more acute than the lizardmen who live here in the wilderness. So the next moment, the sledgehammer pulled the spear with a sudden force, and the lizardman lost his center of gravity and was pulled over, and the sledgehammer's right fist swung towards the lizardman's left cheek.

The fist slammed into the lizardman's cheek, and the hammer could feel the delicate slippery sensation coming from the back of the fingers of the fist, which was unique to the touch of the scales on the lizardman. But the power of this punch is definitely more than that, as the power of the heavy hammer is superimposed, the lizardman's head is also rapidly tilting towards the other side, and at this moment, the entire world seems to have become a slow-motion replay, because the heavy hammer can feel the force one after another, which is constantly pouring out of his body, and then converging on his right arm, and then transmitted to his right fist, running out little by little.

In the sight of the heavy hammer, he could clearly see that the lizardman's head was deflecting to the left little by little, its crocodile mouth was slightly open because of the swing of this heavy punch, its forked tongue was also sticking out of its mouth in the inertia of deviation, and several sharp teeth on its left cheek had detached from the crocodile mouth and flew out of the air. The lizardman's eyes even bulged out slightly, as if they would burst at any moment, and the hammer could even clearly observe that blood was constantly spreading from the bottom of the lizardman's eyeballs.

In the next instant, the flow of time seemed to finally return to normal.

The lizardman, who had been punched in the cheek with a hammer, was finally blown out of the cheek by a punch.

Before the lizardman could fall, the sledgehammer lifted the spear he had snatched from the lizardman's hand and threw it out. Before the body hit the ground, the lizardman was directly pierced through the body by the spear, and then was carried away by the strong force thrown by the spear, but this time it was really dead before it landed.

After taking out the lizardman, Hammerhammer didn't usher in the end, but more lizardmen attacked him as a target. But he had just experienced the heavy hammer of that mysterious feeling, how could he be afraid of battle at this moment, he could feel that the aura in his body was becoming more and more surging, and his originally somewhat tired body was constantly being repaired, and it seemed that there was infinite strength gushing out of his body.

Heavy Hammer can feel that he is about to break through the shackles of strength and move to a higher realm.

"Come on!" The hammer let out a roar of rage, fearlessly facing the enemies who saw him as the result of the battle.

But it is not at all true that the barbarians led by the Hammer are in greater danger than Andrei, because not all of them possess the same combat reflexes and abilities as the Hammer.

It's like slapping on a reef and it's not a splash of water, it's a splash of blood.

In the first moment's charge, four barbarians were pierced by the lizardmen's spears.

The reason why these barbarians were penetrated was not because they were not strong enough, but because the number of lizardmen was indeed more numerous than them. Although they were able to dodge the first spear, there was a second, a third, and there was always a spear that pierced their bodies.

Only, just as the barbarians gave the impression of madness to the outside world, these barbarians who were pierced through their bodies by spears did not die because of this shot. The powerful life force advantage bestowed upon them by the race allowed them to show a kind of trouble that would have been intimidating to the lizardmen at this moment, reaching out and holding the spears to prevent the lizardmen from pulling them back, and then learning to swing their fists like a hammer and attack the lizardmen fiercely.

Although they couldn't knock a lizardman away with a single punch like a hammer and then throw a spear backhand at them to kill them, the barbarian's frenzied punches were not something these already scarred lizardmen could withstand. These stupid barbarians are not complicated, they simply think that since they cannot kill the enemy, then their companions will definitely avenge us, and what we need is to attack these enemies as much as possible, and consume their strength and combat power.

And in order to deal with these barbarians who are pierced by spears and do not die, the lizardmen have to devote more attention, often requiring four or five spears to penetrate to completely kill a barbarian. However, in this way, the lizardmen, who already had the advantage of numbers, fell into a disadvantageous environment of insufficient manpower, and when they killed four or five barbarians, these lizardmen were shocked to find that the number of barbarians, which was twice as large as the barbarians, was actually equal to these barbarians at this moment!

Panic began to spread inside these lizardmen. (To be continued......)

PS: Too lazy to cut, two chapters in one.