Sword and Magic and Taxi

Zhao Mai, who was tricked badly, calmed down instead. He knew very well that impulsiveness would not help him. The opponent's red eyes and swollen muscles are likely to be a violent effect. But for some reason, this berserk force lasted for a long time, much longer than he expected.

It was only later that he figured out that Solu must not be completely berserk, or just a state of imitating berserk. Learning to be berserk and then becoming a barbarian also depends on talent, not to say that being furious is considered berserk. At that time, he was a little too cautious in the battle and overestimated Solu's strength.

Now that he had the idea of ​​overthrowing the orcs in his heart, Zhao Mai immediately took action. For the first time in the entire battle, he took the initiative to step forward, relying on the cover of the shield to draw in the distance from the orc. The short spear was placed on one side of the shield, and the tip of the spear turned slowly, but never left the range of Solu's body. He imitated the posture of the three hundred Spartan soldiers in the movie, and slowly approached Solu in a bent and slightly squatting posture.

It's useless, you come! Zhao Mai originally wanted to say something like Idiot, come and die, but his lingua franca was too lacking. You can only use such a simple sentence, but you should be able to clearly express your meaning, right?

The berserk half-orc really couldn't stand the stimulation, so he rushed forward with a loud shout. Zhao Mai rushed up when he saw the right time, and pressed the shield hard on Solu.

The spare tire shield absorbed all the impact, but it didn't mean Zhao Mai could overturn everything in front of him. He still needed enough arm strength to lift Solu up. So Zhao Mai bent down in an instant, making his back arched, and then using the shield on the plane, he used the strength of his legs to lift Solu up for the second time, and threw him behind him.

His short spear slammed back and hit the half-orc's waist hard, which happened to be where the half-orc hit Zhao Mai with his double knives. Solu howled, and kicked his butt in a panic, throwing Zhao Mai staggeringly.

Bastard! Solu blurted out, turned over from the ground and hit him. Not to be outdone, Zhao Mai said unintelligent eggs in common language and fought together.

Solu's lingua franca was quickly exhausted, and the orc language was blurted out. Karl would not let him speak Orcish, thinking it was a barbaric, primitive and evil language. As soon as Solu was in a hurry, he forgot about it, and all kinds of foul language and spitting stars flying in the sky flew towards Zhao Mai.

With the help of the cheating power of the spare tire shield, he barely won a draw in the hand, but he couldn't lose in the mouth. Zhao Mai's common language is not enough for daily life, and he doesn't have enough ammunition to swear. Although he couldn't understand the orc language, he intuitively knew that Solu had changed another language, so he was not polite.

No language can be as broad and profound as Chinese, no matter what the occasion.

His aura suddenly overwhelmed the orc, and he became more comfortable in both offense and defense. The unrepeatable curse words coupled with the ferocious tone helped Zhao Mai find the rhythm of the battle between the ups and downs. Rhythm is actually a kind of coordination, a way for the body to be familiar with and better control, and to exert its hidden strength. Many boxers listen to music on headphones before they go into the ring, and that's one way to get a rhythm. Zhao Mai's rhythm is hidden in the national curse, or just in time.

If Solu can calm down, he will soon discover the weakness of Zhao Mai's shield. All the impact has no effect, but if you grab the shield and pull it aside, it will become a simple contest between two people, and Zhao Mai will definitely lose miserably. But he kept attacking the shield like a tendon, as if he would not give up until he smashed this unsightly thing! The wooden knife in his hand was not easy to use. He actually pulled out a two-meter-long tree trunk with a bowl-thick mouth from the woodpile, and swung it over as a giant stick.

Zhao Mai raised the spare tire shield to meet the attack, and the wooden stick was blown to pieces in the air. A piece of wood rotated and pierced Solu's right eye. There was a sound of wailing, and blood spattered, Solu threw down the blood-stained wooden stick and held his face on the right side and shouted loudly. Zhao Mai was stunned, and quickly dropped his weapon and stepped forward to check. Shield and spear were thrown aside, and sympathy surged up.

Before the concern arrived, the half-orc became more ferocious, and sneakily attacked Zhao Mai's abdomen with a punch, dislocating his internal organs. Immediately afterwards, the half-orc strangled Zhao Mai's neck with both hands, and squeezed hard in the middle.

Zhao Mai was knocked to the ground, pressed on his body by Solu, and strangled his neck, preventing the circulation of blood and air. His vision gradually blurred, and he could barely see the ugly face of the ferocious orc. The food reserve rushed up and bit the orc's ankle with all his strength, but Solu forcibly held back the pain caused by the baby teeth.

Mutated human cub, how dare you hurt me? Do you think I can't kill you with Carl's care? It's still early enough for me to take you to the deep pit. The dense forest is mine, it's all mine!

Zhao Mai's momentary kindness got this kind of result. In addition to his neck, his lower abdomen was also slammed by Solu with his knee. The threat of death came to my mind, but no matter how fast the heart beat, it couldn't get the blood to the brain. His remaining consciousness knew that he only had a few seconds left at most, after which he would no longer be able to form a counterattack. Even if you panic at this time, you can't waste your energy in random struggle.

Mount Tai collapses in front without changing expression, elk rises to the left without blinking, and then can control the interests and wait for the enemy. The more critical it is, the more there is only one chance, the more calm you must be, and you can't waste it because of panic. Zhao Mai raised his right hand, touched the orc's face, then bent his fingers with all his strength, and thrust the middle finger and index finger of his left hand into the wound on Sauron's right eye.

His counterattack was swift and explosive, and his left hand continued to stab in and out many times. No one could bear such pain, and the brain's perception of the danger at very close range forced the half-orc to let go and retreat. The trachea and blood vessels on Zhao Mai's neck recovered, and oxygen and blood rushed up, which also brought a feeling of dizziness. He could only vaguely see the approximate location of the orc. While groping the ground, the hand came into contact with a slender object with a pointed end, probably a fragment of a broken wooden stick.

Now that he has plans to kill himself, he can't leave this enemy behind, otherwise it will be difficult day and night. Zhao Mai doesn't have much combat experience, but he also learned Lei Feng's spirit in elementary school, among which treat the enemy as cruel and ruthless as severe winter.

He pounced and tried to stab the weapon in Solu's heart, but he overestimated his physical fitness, the lack of oxygen and severe abdominal trauma made it difficult for him to continue, and the charge turned into a stagger. The tougher Orc was completely blind in one eye, but could still throw a punch. Zhao Mai watched the opponent's fist getting bigger and bigger, but he couldn't lift his arm.

A ruthless force burst out from the depths of his heart, he couldn't make his opponent feel better if he had a hard time! I don't want to harm others, but for those who want to harm myself, the only way is to go all out. He gritted his teeth, avoided the side, chose to bump his forehead against his fist, and then stuck the wooden thorn into Solu's inner thigh when he bent over. There should be a large artery here, and it will die within five minutes of bleeding.

Before Zhao Mai was dizzy, he vaguely heard the food reserves screaming non-stop, and he might have been kicked a few more times, and then he didn't know anything.