The dead wood giant is brown and yellow, and its skin is covered with dense stripes, almost like the growth rings on the wood, and it goes round and round. The chest muscles were raised high one by one, and looked like blocks of hard basalt from a distance.

The joints such as knees and elbows are covered with spikes, although they are only dagger-like in length, but they are as sharp and sharp as three-edged military thorns, and Yang Lin has no doubt that he can penetrate the hardest skull of humans at once.

The deadwood giant had a suffocating weapon in his hand, not so much a giant mace as a huge log, thicker than the beams used in his old brick house. Yang Ling has no doubt that even the latest T92 tank will be shot into a pile of rotten iron if it is knocked down with a stick.

Shock! It's really, really shock!

Yangling dumbfounded, black warriors are scalp numbness. The dead wood guard is the protection god of the forest elves, tall and strong, and the strength is infinite. Although understanding that it is very likely to meet this terrible guy, but how the black warriors did not expect, the long hair beauty unexpectedly summoned a full 25.

Under the command of the long-haired beauty, the deadwood guard strode toward the black knight to kill, "bang, bang, bang," raising a large cloud of dust with each step. Although the movement is slow, but a step is nearly ten meters, the blink of an eye rushed to the black warriors in front of.

A stick to knock down, like thunder 'collapse' a sound, too late to dodge the black warrior with people and horses smashed into a puddle of mud, grinding out pools of scarlet blood.

Caught off guard, in the face of the dead wood guards, these more than ten meters high behemoths, the black warriors have been terrified to beat the cloud eagles or griffins below them, trying to lift off. Although these dead wood guards have not yet advanced, their solid bodies are not what they can deal with these swordsmen, and no one can seriously hurt these elf protectors except the wizards who accompany them.

Under the cover of the deadwood guards, the elves returned, long dark green arrows rolling like a dense rain, shooting the black warriors nearby into hedgehogs. For a moment, morale was high.

With no time to rise and dodge, some of the black warriors rode the flying beast in terror, but they soon found that it was all in vain. Either shot like hedgehogs by the elves, or swatted down like flies by the deadwood guardians. Then, with a tractor-sized foot pressed down, was alive ground into a thin Patty, see Yang Ling goose bumps.

According to the return of the horned bee beast that went out to investigate, there was no ambush between the warring parties nearby, let Yangling feel more at ease, he did not want to take his own life in order to see a lively. The world is crazy, rabbits breathe fire, pythons spray water, and now a tree can become a spirit, who knows what monsters we'll meet next.

"Quick wind, quick!" Seeing the defeat of the Deadwood guards, the frightened young man shouted, "All magicians, back away, and give the warriors their wind power, quickly!"

After the heavy loss, the vultures young people are furious, staring at the ground with dark green hand hand long hair beauty, hate gnashing teeth. According to the mercenary intelligence, here is just a small elf tribe, thought it could be easily broken in one fell swoop, did not expect so many dead wood guards to guard.

"Ibis, when you're good enough, I'll sell you to the lowest lair, make you take 70 or 80 savages a day, damn it!" The young man cursed bitterly. Only the sale of these beautiful young fairy girls to various nobles or dens can compensate for this loss, otherwise it will be a great loss.

After the order, several rogowned magicians riding griffins took off again, and confirmed that they were out of the range of the elven warriors before stopping, and after a whisper gave the black warriors the wind. Suddenly, the black warriors like tiger wings, easy to avoid the slow action of the dead wood guards, teeth straight at the poor melee elves.

The speed of the eagle and the griffin is already fast, and the speed is even more amazing after the Jiajie wind. Some elves were caught off guard, and one of them had his throat slashed by a sword from the sky. Some were worse, torn in half alive by a griffon the size of a calf, with blood, brains, and guts spilling all over the grass.

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Staring at the murderous samurai in black, the long-haired beauty commanded the dead wood guards to meet them fiercely. But the other party plus Jijie wind after the speed is very fast, often just raise a big stick, black warrior has been riding a griffin to fly out. It's like fishing in a bamboo basket without touching one.

"Sophia, gather all the Deadwood guards, quick!" Looking at the fast samurai in black, the old man in the center of the command moved in his heart. Since the dead wood guards in vain, can not catch up with the other side's figure, it is better to simply concentrate on defense.

Sure enough, after the twenty-five dead wood guards were gathered together, the situation was once again greatly improved. Forced by the thick and long sticks of the deadwood guards, the black warriors did not dare to fly low, and the elf warriors hid behind the Deadwood guards, bending their bows and arrows, one by one, to kill the black warriors within the range.

"Frost, freeze these dead wood guards!" After half a circle in the air, the young man shouted orders. With the mumbling of several wizards, soon, the surrounding temperature plummeted, so cold that Yang Ling hiding in the trees could not help but shrink his neck.

Listening to the sorcerer's spell, feel the air more and more surging magic, in the center of the command of the old elf frightened. Deadwood Guard is not advanced enough to attack air targets, and if it is frozen and unable to attack ground targets, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Elder, after we leave, you lead your people to retreat, or it will be too late!"

After clenching his teeth, an elven warrior with a pot full of long arrows stepped forward. However, before waiting for the old man's order, as the magician of the air happened to lift his right hand, a piece of gooselike snow fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the slow dead wood guards were frozen into popsicles.

Tut, an ice sculpture?

After a shiver, Yang Ling once again pacify the horned bee beast after smelling blood, while running the magic force in the body to keep out the cold. Looking at ice sculptures is a pleasure, but being frozen into a specimen by someone else is another matter.

Seeing that the Deadwood guards were unable to act, the black warriors were emboldened and frantically pounced on the elves.

"Hey, die!" The young man slashed the throat of an elven warrior and shouted orders: "Kill all their men, steal all their property, and tie up all their women!"

Young men in heavy armour, with grim eyes, galloped around on griffins flanked by guards. After breaking the formation of the elves, he lunged straight at the long-haired beauty.

"Damn it, don't kill young fairy women, it's all money. Tie them all up." The young man shouted at a warrior whose eyes were red, and he swept the beautiful female elves around, "Hey, warriors, let me enjoy the Imia today!"

After understanding the young man's meaning, the black warriors roared and frantically attacked the retreating elves. Some guys are even more animalistic, on the spot a rip off the clothes of the female captives, the face of the ferocious pounced on.

"Let me go, you beasts, let me go!"

After being tied up by several black warriors, the girl with long hair struggles. Seeing grandpa desperate also can not rush to rescue, and then look at the young people who are forced to come step by step, can not help but burst into tears.

"Ha ha, beauty, here I come!" Looking at the celestial fairy girl, Imia's animal desire was great, eager to rush over, "My little beauty ah, don't worry, brother wait on you!"

"Ah... My eyes!"

'Oh, hornbee, help!

...

Just as the long-haired girl closed her eyes in despair, suddenly, the black warriors beside her shouted at the top of their lungs, their eyes were bleeding, and they fell to the ground and rolled around recklessly. When she opened her eyes, she saw hornbees frantically biting the eyes and skulls of the black warriors.

At the critical moment, Yangling sent the army of Warcraft ready to move after smelling blood.