Eighteen metal ships, each with five or six smug warriors on their shoulders.
They wore the same type of armor, used the same weapons of the same size, and had the same coat of arms on their breastplates, making it clear that they were a well-structured regular army.
A series of metal clashes rang out, and a portal slid open on the bow of the metal ship, from which a metal gangway stretched out one by one.
The metal gangway, as thin as a cicada's wings, stretched quickly, and the two metal claws in front of the gangway were tightly fastened to the caravan walls.
A group of elite servants dressed in metal busts, with round shields on their backs and swords at their waists, walked out of the gangway and soon set foot in the city.
They skillfully occupied the watchtowers and arrow towers all over the city, and controlled all the vital places.
Gui Laosan and the others looked very ugly, but they still respectfully beckoned the caravan guards and gave up all the important places in the city.
Ji Hao clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at these servants with cold eyes.
The dark-skinned servant soldiers, when Ji Hao was entangled with the Blood Fang Regiment, he killed a lot.
The servants of the Bloodtooth Regiment are just pure cannon fodder, consumables, and their spirit is a bit decadent.
But these servant soldiers in front of them, their equipment is much better than that of the Blood Fang Regiment, their spirit is fuller, their bodies are more vigorous and burly, and the aura on their bodies is more intense.
This is a truly elite soldier capable of fighting, not just a servant soldier who runs errands.
Ji Hao's divine thoughts quickly swept over these servants, and he couldn't help frowning.
These servants are all about the strength of the tenth layer of the Witch Realm, and the officers above the captain of ten people are the cultivators of the Little Witch Realm.
And those low-level generals at the level of captains of 100 people actually have the strength of the Great Witch level.
"A strong team."
Ji Hao squinted his eyes and muttered: "Ten people are a small witch, a hundred people are a big witch, and the Golden Crow Army that our Golden Crow Department has just formed is not strong to this extent." ” I don't know when, Ji Wen's fate came to Ji Hao's side.
Ji Wenming glanced at the coats of arms on the breastplates of those Jia warriors, and said lightly: "The Kangyue Legion is naturally elite.
Look at their coats of arms.
The vertical eyes of the tower and the spire are silvery-white, and the lines on the tower are sword patterns.
They are the people of Kangyue, each of them the best warriors, and they have the most powerful fighting instincts in the Ga. ” Ji Hao carefully looked at the coats of arms on the breastplates of those warriors.
Towers.
The vertical eyes of the spire, this heraldic Ji Hao has long been familiar with.
But Ji Wenming's mention made him notice the difference in this little coat of arms.
The coats of arms on the bodies of these warriors in front of them are indeed silver-white, symbolizing the most common true color of the metal used to forge swords.
And the edge of their towers.
It is indeed decorated with extremely fine sword patterns.
And Di Luo, who was once embarrassed by Ji Hao, Ji Hao vaguely remembered that the coat of arms on his body was blood-colored, which was no different from the silver-white coat of arms in front of him, but the details were much worse.
"When you get to Kamsaka, you'll know what these coats of arms mean."
A group of servants walked over with neat steps, and Ji Wenming's voice was very low and low: "Kangyue's warriors, don't fight with them, their combat awareness and fighting skills are far stronger than those of warriors of the same rank."
For the warriors of Kangyue.
Even if it's a sneak attack, it's good to kill with one hit, and if you fight, you can only suffer. ” Ji Hao narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips.
He has confronted the Jia warriors head-on, and the combat skills of those Jia warriors are indeed very strong, but to say that their combat awareness and combat skills can surpass his own Ji Hao really doesn't believe it.
Ji Wenming looked at Ji Hao's indifferent appearance, couldn't help laughing, patted Ji Hao's shoulder gently, and stopped talking.
The young and vigorous Ji Hao made Ji Wenming seem to see the appearance of his debut.
The same sharpness, the same unconvincing to anyone.
With a rumbling sound, the metal gate to the lower city opened, and the swaggering servant warriors strode down.
The senior leaders of the caravan looked at each other.
Most of the people hurriedly followed, lest these guys mess around in the warehouse, and the caravan's losses would be great.
When the servants and warriors had taken control of the entire city, the warriors of the Ga tribe who were standing on the metal ships laughed at the same time, and jumped from the ships to the city with a slight leap.
They swayed triumphantly.
Walking around the city walls, looking forward to life, it seems that the caravan's city is his own territory.
Suddenly, a warrior of the Ga tribe walked up to a caravan guard and, without saying a word, grabbed a string of elaborate beast tooth talismans from his neck.
The Beast's Fang Talisman burst out with a large burst of fire, emitting a muffled thunderous sound.
The warrior of the Jia clan grabbed the talisman and looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "Good thing, a good treasure that can prevent soul attacks."
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Well, it's mine."
The caravan guard who had been robbed of the amulet turned red for a while, and finally he lowered his head and forced himself to breathe.
The warrior of the Jia tribe proudly hung this talisman with a strong flavor of the Southern Wilderness on his wrist, and showed off to his companions around him with a smile: "Hahaha, look at this craft, it is very exquisitely polished, it is estimated that it was given by this kid's lover."
The warriors of the Ga tribe laughed one after another, laughing happily one by one.
Ji Hao looked at the warrior of the Jia tribe with a gloomy face, this string of talismans had a unique shape, and a strange pattern was outlined with a pink grass juice on it.
Ji Hao recognized that this was a token from the woman of the Southern Wilderness to her lover, and it was attached to the most infatuated blessing of the Southern Wilderness witch sacrifice to her sweetheart.
This guard of the Turtle Spirit Caravan obviously met a lover in the Southern Wilderness.
But this warrior of the Ga tribe actually snatched his talisman away.
Ji Hao stood up suddenly, but Ji Wenming pressed his palm on his shoulder and shook his head gently.
The surrounding warriors of the Jia clan glanced at Ji Hao contemptuously, and several of the tallest warriors sneered in a low voice: "A little doll, hehe, I can poke his head with one finger."
Suddenly, there was a shout from a servant soldier in the city: "My lord, there is a handsome little girl here these days, isn't it?"
Several Jia warriors shouted at the same time: "The handsome woman catches it and comes to see it, this time the tax must be added to this woman" Ji Wenming and Ji Hao's faces changed slightly at the same time, and then the entire city trembled slightly, and a miserable howl was heard, and more than a dozen figures flew out of the city, and the bodies of several of them were strangely twisted, and they had been violently smashed into meatloaf.
The barbarian's angry roar came: "Eminem said, don't allow men to do anything to the barbarian, do you all want to die?"
There were a few loud bangs, and a watchtower in the city collapsed S: Molesting the little girl, it turned out to be a brute head Think about that scene, it's so gorgeous and intoxicating Oh, for the sake of the brute sledgehammer, ask for votes sjgsf0916: