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Volume 6: The bloody battle of Tallon Chapter 6: Death of the sharpshooter, the feast of the brave

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    If Tomad planned to anger thousands of orcs at once, then his strategy was obviously very successful.  Nothing can ignite the angry flames in the blood of the barbarian orcs more than a contemptuous attitude. Roars and curses rose into the sky. Dozens of long arrows ripped through the air and shot towards Tomad, who was standing on the top of the watchtower.  .  Unfortunately, due to the distance and strong wind, most of these long arrows could not touch Tomad's body. Only one was different. That was the long arrow shot by one-eyed Kaos, which pierced Tomad like a black lightning.  chest.  Marksmen like the one-eyed Kaos are rarely found among the barbarian tribes in the Abrahamic Desert.  People who are more accurate than him usually can't draw the legendary "Thunder" longbow at all. Those who can draw the "Thunder" are almost the best Roaring Warriors, but unfortunately most of them can't find the one to shoot it.  Flying arrows.  It was actually able to accurately hit a target nearly thirty meters high at a distance of two hundred and fifty meters.  Tomad was also startled by the extraordinary shooting skills of one-eyed Kaos, but after all, the flying arrow was not real lightning. Although the reaction time left for Tomad was no more than the interval between two heartbeats, it was enough for him to cross the sword.  chest, splitting the incoming arrow in half with a clang.  One-eyed Kaos snorted with a heavy nasal voice, moved his fingers, and placed three long arrows on the bowstring at the same time.  This is not a skill that ordinary marksmen can possess. It was by demonstrating this amazing shooting skill that One-Eyed Kaos was qualified to join the White Guard as he was not a roaring warrior.  Three long arrows shot out at almost the same moment, aiming at Tomad's eyebrows, chest and lower abdomen respectively. However, facing this miraculous technique, Tomad seemed more relaxed than before and just waved casually.  With a wave of his hand, the invisible barrier deflected the three long arrows.  One of them flew past Tomad's head and was nailed deeply into the stone cracks on the top of the observation tower. The other two completely lost their direction and continued to fly hundreds of meters before falling.  There was an uproar in the city.  One-eyed Kaos rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then lowered his head to look at the "Thunder" longbow in his hand. He couldn't figure out what was going on. Why did the arrow he shot suddenly lose its accuracy?  Although Tomad looked calm and composed, he almost raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on his forehead.  After the first attack just now, he silently performed the long-range weapon deflection technique. This is a rather unpopular magic. It has a very high level, a short duration of action, and a narrow scope of application. Most of the magic is purely academic.  Magicians don't even look at it, and those magicians who need to step onto the battlefield usually choose mirror shadow, haze, or stone skin, which are lower-level and consume less mental energy.  What shocked Thomas was that this magic was almost destroyed by the three arrows fired by the one-eyed Kaos at the same time. The arrow shot towards the center of the eyebrow was only deflected at a very small angle. Until now, Thomas  De seemed to still be able to feel the cold touch of the sharp arrow grazing his scalp.  "Such a marksman is too threatening and must not be left behind!" This thought flashed across Tomad's mind like lightning, and then he pointed the edge of the gryphon sword at the city, and his voice shook the sky like thunder.  "You shot me four arrows, barbarian. Unfortunately, the accuracy was not very good. Let me give you a demonstration. Arrows should be shot like this!" Tomad's right foot suddenly stamped on the top of the observation tower.  The two dark elf soldiers who were ambushing in the tower immediately pushed out an alchemical ballista with an extremely delicate and complex structure. Countless small runes flashed on the surface of the arm-thick crossbow.  It only took less than a tenth of a heartbeat for the two dark elf soldiers who specialized in using ballistae to firmly place the figure of the one-eyed Kaos in the scope, and then pulled it hard.  A dazzling light like a thunderbolt shot out from the crenel of the watchtower, hitting the one-eyed Kaos in the chest with lightning speed.  Immediately afterwards there was an earth-shaking loud noise, and the alchemical crossbow exploded violently. Kaos and his mount were all shattered into pieces in the explosion, and a dozen roaring orc warriors nearby were also involved, causing death or injury.  .  The thick smoke was quickly blown away by the wind, and a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared in front of the fortress. Fragments of flesh, flesh and bones were scattered around the pit, and several barbarian orcs were lying on the ground covered in blood.  For the orc army numbering in the tens of thousands, this loss is really insignificant. However, due to Tomad's arrogant declaration before, the arrogance of the orc army that swept in like a roaring wave was greatly reduced.  After an extremely short silence, the barbarian orc team separated to the left and right, leaving room for a huge tent in the middle that was dragged by forty huge desert lizards. This tent was made entirely of expensive winter wolf furs.  , under the gentle breeze, the rich long hair immediately rippled like water waves.  Silva whistled for a while below, then felt a little shy and stopped for a moment.?.  Tomard remembered that when they were both apprentices, they once talked about their dreams with each other. The young female apprentice wanted to have a winter wolf skin, sew a pair of gloves for her elderly father, and if possible, finally  Well, I can make one more hat.  The tent in front of me is obviously enough to sew a thousand pairs of gloves and hundreds of hats. If some ladies who are obsessed with furs see it, they may have pounced on it desperately.  "Want to defeat the King of Barbarians Zulu Gritots and his huge army? Maybe we should organize a noble death squad. The effect will be absolutely outstanding." Tomad shook his head with a wry smile, and then looked at White  The tent moved forward slowly, passing through the jungle battle formation of the barbarian orcs, and did not stop until it was about to reach the killing range of the alchemy ballista of Tallon Fortress.  Hundreds of bone flutes played harsh music at the same time, followed by the thump of countless sacrificial drums, like the rolling thunder before the storm.  A dozen guards of the white tent wearing white cloaks hurriedly carried a roll of purple long blanket, spread it out in front of the white tent, and then set up a table and two high-backed blankets at the other end of the long blanket.  Seats.  "What kind of tricks are these barbarians doing?" Bull, the straightforward pilgrim, scratched his head and asked his companions in a low voice, "If you add barbecue, wine and bread, it will be like treating guests to dinner."  It didn¡¯t take long for my companion to obtain the qualification of a pilgrim. He could only shrug his shoulders helplessly, "I don't know, Brother Bull, but you can consider asking those barbarians." "This is indeed an invitation to eat, barbarians.  It is a ritual that orcs often perform before going to war, but whether it can be eaten is not that simple. " Lord Thoth of the Shadow of the Steel Fist came over at some point and stared unblinkingly while explaining.  Looking at the white tent, he murmured the introduction, "It seems that the king of the beastmen, Zulu Gritots, will personally direct this war. Apart from him, Abraham does not have another leader of the beastmen.  To be able to have such a luxurious winter wolf skin tent." As if to prove that Lord Thoth's words were true, sumptuous food was quickly placed on the table, half of which had a strong orcish style, and the other half came from humans.  Caravans, the barbarian beasts are obviously not good at these exquisite foods. The fine blue cheese was actually mixed with smoked dates, and the precious peacock was plucked and cooked together with two unknown strange birds.  pulpy.  A jar of fermented camel milk and a bottle of fine northern red wine were delivered to the dining table one after another, and then the king of barbarian orcs, Zulu Gritoutz, walked out of the white tent with vigorous steps and sat down on the chair facing Tallon Fortress.  A shaman held the clay pot in his hands and filled the golden cup for him.  Zulu Gritoutz raised his glass in the direction of the fortress, then raised his head and drank it all.  "That guy is quite impressive." Bull smacked his tongue and said, "My lord, if none of us go to the banquet, what will he do?" "He won't do anything, just eat and drink.  , he will return to the White Tent, but the morale of the barbarians will be greatly boosted - if none of us dare to take the risk," Lord Thoth replied, frowning tightly.  "Isn't it just a simple meal?" Bubble clicked his lips, looking at the table of sumptuous dishes with a fiery look in his eyes, "If no one is willing, just let me go and have a big meal!" "You  ?" Lord Toth glanced at Bull coldly, "You don't have the qualifications, and neither do I." His tone seemed a little anxious, and this kind of emotion was rare for this experienced first branch commander.  See, "Only those whose status is equal to that of the King of Barbarian Orcs are considered guests at the banquet. In other words, only Marquis Dragunson, the guardian of Tallon, is qualified. Anyone else who goes there will be killed by the barbarian orc army."  "Teared into pieces." Bull couldn't help but open his mouth.  "But Your Majesty the Lord of Justice, what should we do if Marquis Dragunson goes to the banquet, and those barbarian orcs take the opportunity to attack him?" "There is no other way. According to the rules of the Banquet of the Brave, go to the banquet.  People must have the ability to protect themselves." Lord Toth sighed heavily and said, "Of course there won't be hundreds of barbarian orcs, but the possibility of being challenged by several roaring warriors at the same time is very high." Bai  In front of the tent, Zulu Gritouzi was already drinking his second glass of wine, during which he also ate two pieces of barbecue and half a plate of cheese and date pudding.  Suddenly there was a small commotion on the wall of Tallon Fortress. Bishop Kurgan, who was dressed in military uniform, was about to put down the rope ladder and go to the banquet of this brave man. However, he was stopped by Sylva and several fellow pilgrims.  .  Of course, the bishop was very dissatisfied. The quarrels were mixed with long quotations from scriptures, making it so noisy that it made people laugh and cry.  On the other hand, Marquis Dragonson of Steel Fist was also wearing armor and preparing to go to the banquet. Before setting off, he carefully used an oilcloth toHe wiped the giant sword "Tearer" and then wore it firmly behind his back.  "Your Majesty, please let me go." Just as Marquis Dragunson got on his horse, Tomad's voice came from behind him, "Zulu Gritoutz did not name him.  Seeing the guardian of Tallon Fortress, if it were me who came forward, I would be able to satisfy the king of barbarian beasts. "
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