Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

Boom!

Frontal hammer!

Boom!

Jump with the hammer!

Boom!

Broken meteor!

A thousand elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors entered the battlefield, and they dealt with everything without saying a word.

The three-meter-tall elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warrior looked like his younger brother in front of the four-meter-tall wasteland monster, seemingly lacking in combat effectiveness.

But in fact, although they are short, they are stocky. They are short and heavy, which proves that what is concentrated is the essence.

Not taller than you?

Then give me a try!

The wasteland troll didn't believe in evil, so he took it.

then……

A sledgehammer hits the chest, the chest cavity dents, death.

The sledgehammer hit the big belly, all the internal organs were broken, and he died.

Hit the head with a sledgehammer, the brain will burst, and you will die.

The little green-skinned goblin warriors were dumbfounded. What the hell is this? Are you going to die?

The loss of the trolls and their flight after being defeated were too demoralizing, especially now that the first wave of charges was coming.

Palmeda frowned deeply, becoming increasingly dissatisfied with the coalition's intelligence network. He did not see in the intelligence that the undead had such a heavy unit. If he knew that the other party had such a unit, he would never Feel free to send trolls into play.

Boom!

The double-edged ax hit the ground, as if someone was beating it on the heart with a drumstick. The generals and clan leaders who were not strong enough couldn't help but tremble.

In those days, personal bravery was magnified. Every time they charged, the clan leader must take the lead. If the clan leader did not take the lead, others would naturally not rush forward bravely. They needed role models.

The elite Hammer Skeleton Warriors are all covered in heavy armor, and their bones have been strengthened. Plus they are tall, so the Goblin Warriors can't even hit their heads when they jump up, so there's really nothing they can do.

The generals and patriarchs were silent. You looked at me, I looked at you, and they all lowered their heads. Ever since Palmeda became the president of the coalition, he was quite gentle to them, which made them gradually forget about this guy. identity.

Those who can become generals and clan leaders may not be the strongest warriors, but they are definitely not useless. Palmeda is also the best among many warriors. In his time, there was no one who could compete with him head-on. There were very few people.

Before we even reached the place, the front collapsed!

The Goblin Warrior and Bear Goblin who had just reached the halfway point were still hesitant. They turned around and ran back several times faster than before.

"I just said I won't fight. It's better now. If I fail in the first fight, I'll make more trouble..."

The wasteland troll was picked up. Fortunately, it was daytime, and the undead's combat effectiveness was weakened. If it were night, they would be even more unlucky, and those elite heavy hammer skeleton warriors would be even more ferocious.

Palmeda felt powerless. There were too many things that needed to be changed in this kind of team. With the current strength, let alone marching into the central area, whether it could clear this wasteland was a question.

They bully others every time and rarely lose. This makes the wasteland trolls not only think that they have no opponents, but they also go to the battlefield unscrupulously.

"Yes, but we have to find a way to deal with the undead with hammers, otherwise it will be difficult. The morale of the goblins will be gone, and the goblin warriors will not come forward."

.... He sent the wasteland trolls to the field in order to expand the results of the battle, enhance the confidence of the frontline Goblin warriors, and make them fight more bravely. He tried to take advantage of the trolls' heavy-duty troops to penetrate the undead positions and let the goblins The warriors rush over and let the lizards and headhunters come on stage to take down the undead.

Just like the giant monster in the wasteland attacked the undead skeletons just now, the Goblin Warriors were completely unable to stop the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors. It was like a tiger entering the flock, and the melon hammer swept across them all.

Palmeda sat back in his seat, his body seemed to be exerted by a huge force, and the chair made an overwhelming sound.

Before he was the President, he was the legendary leader of the Headhunting Clan, known as the Killing Conqueror. In addition to being a leader, he was also a powerful warrior and was never a good-tempered guy.

"Purge the army and fight again. We will destroy each other during the day." Palmida said eagerly.

The key thing is that others are not only stronger, but also more flexible than themselves.

What a defeat!

Those idiots below, what can they do? They can’t even get the intelligence right, and they don’t even know what kind of arms the undead have!

How many times did you make a mistake?

Even if you are lucky and the meteor hammer passes by, the melon hammer can smash the stones on the meteor hammer in one fell swoop, and it will not be able to hit anyone at all.

"So?" Palmida's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Blood and killing intent spread in the conference hall. At this moment, the long-dormant murderous conqueror revived. The man who once made his enemies tremble just by hearing his name finally showed his ferocious appearance.

"Our Goblin warriors don't want to go anymore. Even the trolls have been defeated. They think the undead are invincible." The Goblin leader said cautiously.

The plan was well planned, but I didn't expect it to change so quickly. Because of the troops that were not included in the information, the trolls fled and the Goblin Warriors in front also rioted.

The first round of fighting between the two sides ended like this. Li Ziyu spent a lot of money to get the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warrior who had been hiding by his side to shine, giving the Cancer Alliance a head-on blow.

Who would have thought that I would encounter a tough situation today. These guys who fucked my chest were so powerful.

Everyone was silent for a moment, glanced at the dead lizardman leader, and silently turned to look at Palmeda, who was standing up and striding towards the axe.

"Huh?" Palmida looked at the Goblin leader and snorted softly.

It is not that there were no smart people in Palmida's era, but it was difficult for those smart people to stay in the position of patriarch for a long time. They either died in war or in rebellion. No one would believe in a patriarch who was not strong enough.

If it were night, and the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors took the lead, they could go directly to the opponent's camp and let them know why the flowers are so red!

Nearly two thousand trolls, hundreds of them were killed in the blink of an eye. The remaining wasteland trolls looked at it and thought, why bother fighting, just run away.

You said you are smart and thoughtful?

Oh, what's the use of being smart? You have to be able to save your head.

What the hell happened?

....How come the wasteland trolls were suddenly defeated, and they killed so many of them!

These are heavy-duty troops, one of their main tools for attacking the undead, but they were defeated inexplicably like this.

"Respected, respected and great President, I have something to say." The Goblin leader knelt down and said in a trembling and fearful voice.

"I don't want to hear the kind of voice just now. You have to remember my name. My name is Pa, Er, Me, Da." Palmeda looked directly at her seat and spoke in an old and low voice as she walked. The voice said every word.

Liu Xingxing and Zhang Peng were also dumbfounded, and there were only two words in their minds: That's it?

Didn't they fight fiercely at first? In a blink of an eye, they were almost escaping back to the coalition forces.

Halfway through the run, the Goblin Warriors met the Goblin Warriors and Bear Goblins who had come for reinforcements. They didn't know what was going on ahead. Just now, the giant monster rumbled past them and rushed to the front. Now Then he ran away with a rumble.

Feeling the strong killing intent, the Goblin leader lowered his head lower, almost burying it in the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Mighty Palmeda, can we stop attacking today and wait for another day?" Fight again.”

Good guys, just call them good guys, they are much more professional in escaping than in charging.

The wasteland troll's weapon is a simple "meteor hammer". If he wants to hit someone, he has to turn around, but when he swings the meteor hammer, the hammers on the opposite side hit him.

Even though they are wearing metal armor, it can't slow down their speed!

When the wasteland troll ran away, the Goblin Warriors behind knew something was wrong, and ran away after the troll. The Goblin Warriors in the front who wanted to spar with the elite Hammer Skeleton Warriors died miserably. When he turned around, he found that his companions had all run away, so he naturally refused to fight any more and ran back.

Crunch.

This……

"Just one defeat doesn't mean anything."

This is not a joke!

Usually, these guys use their height and strength to bully others. Most of the races in the wasteland can't do anything to them. After all, their size is there. The four-meter-high general grid rushes over, as if a mountain is coming. , I got timid before I started fighting.

What's going on ahead?

Until they saw a figure in the distance, leaping high and falling heavily in front of them. The gravel on the ground splashed up and hit the armor, making a clanging sound. The figure picked up the hammer in his hand and smashed several A Goblin warrior was thrown away, and they realized what had happened.

"What are those, what are those!"

"Who else wants to question my words?" Palmeda grabbed the ax handle, pulled the double-edged ax from the wooden pillar with a little force, turned to look at the generals and clan leaders present, and asked in a solemn tone. .

The goblin is short in stature and runs very fast.

If you can't run fast, you won't have any life, and you're nothing like a warrior. If you want to be a warrior, you have to stay alive first!

Therefore, each Goblin Warrior can run very fast. Even if they are wearing metal armor and starting behind the Goblin Warriors, they can not only catch up with the Goblin Warriors, but also surpass them.

….what's the situation?

Finished?

The Goblin Warrior and the Bear Goblin were filled with questions, and then they saw the huffing Goblin Warrior running towards them risking their lives.

And Palmeda came from that era. He used his real fists and strength to set off a bloody storm. He ruled the Palmeda tribe on the basis of numerous corpses and led the small tribe that could be wiped out at any time step by step. Go strong.

The last time the vanguard camp was raided by the undead, it was also because of intelligence reasons. The failure in the first battle this time was also because of intelligence reasons.

It was slow when I arrived, but it was fast when I returned.

Palmeda looked into the distance, dumbfounded as she stared at the beaten wasteland giant that was running away with its head in its hands. She couldn't believe her eyes.

Of course not, I am running fast!

In fact, the undead don't really want to chase them. The main reason is that during the day, they will become weak, which makes them feel bad. Therefore, during the day, the undead don't like to move and they look very lethargic.

Each and every wasteland monster was hammered to the point where they could not find their way. They never expected that the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warrior, who only reached their chests, was stronger than them, and much bigger, too big to resist. the point.

Seeing the opponent running further and further away, the elite heavy hammer skeleton warriors played tricks with their hammers, turned around and walked back. The undead skeletons who had just arrived were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't realize that the battle was over, and looked blankly. Holding the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warrior, he instinctively followed the opponent back.

"What should we do now?"

The elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warrior is a "chariot on the battlefield, a small mobile fortress" according to the system evaluation. It is a heavy-duty unit in the serious undead battle sequence. It is not something stupid and rough like the wasteland troll can do. Can be dealt with.

Before the leader of the lizard people had finished speaking, an ax flew over in a spin, split his head in half with a pop, then continued flying and was nailed to the wooden pillar behind him.

Cancer Alliance, conference room.

The Goblin Warriors' originally powerful momentum was crushed by less than a thousand elite Hammer Skeleton Warriors!

The era Palmida lived in was a barbaric era. It was different from now. At that time, if you wanted to become a clan leader, you had to have strong strength to back you up, otherwise the people below would not accept it at all.

Li Ziyu saw from a distance that the opponent was completely defeated.

Palmeda did not punish the Goblin Warriors for their defeat, but he was still very angry. The reason for his anger was not the failure of the first battle. He had experienced more battles. He was angry because of the intelligence!

This failure had nothing to do with the Goblin Warriors. In Palmeda's eyes, the Goblin Warriors had done well, better than he expected. If it weren't for the fact that the intelligence was wrong, he made the wrong decision. , maybe we have won now.

They are stupid and naive, but they are not afraid of death.

At this moment, the Goblin Warriors were defeated.

"Say." Palmida leaned back slightly, placed her hands on the ax handle, and looked down at the Goblin leader.

"Fortunately, it's daytime. It would be even more troublesome if it were at night."

After defeating the wasteland troll, the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors did not leave. Instead, they cooperated with the Skeleton Undead to attack the Goblin Warriors.

….It’s too difficult to fight.

This ax reminded everyone of Palmeda's identity.

What are the prerequisites for becoming a Goblin Warrior?

combat power?

physique?

No one from the generals or the clan leader spoke, and listened honestly. They didn't want to have a direct conflict with Palmeda, so they couldn't object to what he said.

Although there are less than a thousand elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors, they have the ability to push across the battlefield. The weapons of the Goblin Warriors cannot cause harm to them at all. No, it cannot be said that they cannot cause damage. It's scratching an itch.

Although he is older, his combat effectiveness has not diminished at all, and is even stronger than before.

The elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors only chased half the distance. After the Goblin Warriors also started to run away, they stopped. This was what Li Ziyu meant.

To become a Goblin Warrior, not to mention combat prowess, you must run fast, especially when escaping for your life, that speed is definitely enough!

Palmeda, who has experienced countless battles in his life and killed countless enemies, carries the double-edged ax that has always been with him. He looks at the wolves as if they were eagles. Seeing that no one dares to make a move, Palmeda walks towards him step by step. seats.

The wasteland troll barely managed to kill a few of the elite Heavy Hammer Skeleton Warriors. Instead, it died and was seriously injured. It was frightened by being beaten directly and did not dare to fight again. The previous arrogance was gone. It threw the meteor hammer and hugged it. He ran back with his head turned.

At this moment, a Goblin leader stood up tremblingly and looked at Palmeda in fear.

As soon as the Goblin leader finished speaking, Palmeda's figure disappeared from her seat and appeared next to him. She waved the ax in her hand and a cold light flashed through her.

"what--"

The Goblin leader screamed and fell to the side. One of his arms was missing, and his face was covered in sweat from the pain.

Palmeda leaned down, stared at the Goblin leader, and said coldly: "That's your problem, not mine. I asked you to prepare for the second attack. Why don't you understand? It's just you." If I can’t do it, then I’ll find a clan leader who can do it.”

Unknowingly, 2022 has passed like this. I am here to wish all readers a Happy New Year and all the best! I hope readers can continue to support Xiaoshuo in 2023, thank you all!

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