Vol 2 Chapter 285: Fang Growler

Fang Growler suppressed the burning anger in his heart, which was not easy for this big man who was more than three meters tall.
The anger from the Lord of Skulls almost boiled out through the body of Fang Growler. The dark green skin, which was originally different from other green skins, turned dark red like a cooked crab.
But this group of green-skinned new bosses still suppressed their emotions after all. It convinced itself with the only remaining reason that it must first gather enough men to please the great blood god.
After all, the little shrimp who is valued by the blood is now living in the castle and is protected by a large group of men.
Fang Growler broke a green-skinned neck next to him casually, and the huge force of his hand made it directly squeeze the hapless neck from his body.
Greenskin's tough muscles were broken, and a section of the spine was pulled out of the chest cavity with his head, and the assailant was poured hot blood.
Fang Roar let out a sigh of relief, and the blood of the same race calmed the boiling blood in its body triumphantly, and also soothed the mighty power of the true in his heart, allowing it to be temporarily satisfied.
Seeing that his new boss took out a green skin, the other green skins wandering around were not afraid, many people still sneered, discussing the strangeness of the new boss in private.
"I thought about it, the new boss is a bit weird. Its killing method is not aaagh at all." A green-skinned back turned to Fang Growler and whispered, "I think it's still the Iron Overlord more aaagh, I miss the smell of the Iron Overlord. Smell."
It's a pity that the greenskins obviously don't have the ability to whisper, and their mouth structure obviously doesn't support this behavior. The greenskins' words can be heard by almost everyone in the camp.
It's just that other green skins obviously don't have this kind of consciousness. They seem to think that this kind of ‘private’ conversation cannot be heard by their new boss, so many green skins have joined this discussion group.
For a while, there was a lot of excitement in the camp.
A visionless green skin walked in front of Fang Growler and dragged away the headless corpse under the opponent's feet.
Several green skins with thick-backed machetes gathered together "Dole! Dole! Dole!" and chopped the corpse into pieces, then dug a few shallow pits in the corner of the camp, and threw the corpse at will. I went in, kicked some soil with my foot, and buried it.
Fang Roarer felt his anger boil again. It wanted to chop everything in front of it into pieces. Only the remains of the corpse, the internal organs, and death itself could fill its mind.
But it didn't work, his men were not enough, the growler used his axe to cut down a big tree beside him, venting his anger.
Not enough, it needs to recruit more green skins, and then drive them to fight with the human shrimps, so that it has a chance to find the target of the blood god.
His blood and flesh will give him more gifts. The Blood God has always been generous to his followers. The Growler intends to leave the bones of the human little shrimp and make his own necklace.
The observer lurking in the dark held his breath, recording the difference between the growler and the other greenskins. Compared with the other greenskins, Alix was much more threatening.
And the demon hunter, who was targeted by the green skin who had always believed in the blood god, was squeezing with Marx in the makeshift blacksmith shop of the dwarf Groin.
"I want you to build a batch of long guns with a length of more than three meters, all-metal structure, with a segmented and detachable structure, is there a problem?" Xu Yichen described the weapons used by the slave soldiers during the mission.
Although the length has been reduced by the demon hunters, it has to be admitted that this simple weapon produced by the Witch Kings is very suitable for those militiamen who have not received much training.
This is a weapon that does not require much training, as long as there are enough people, enough courage, and a dense formation, you can play a lethal weapon.
Just now, the demon hunter and Marx explained the tactics of the slave soldiers in detail, and Maxi also believed that the militiamen guided by himself did not lack the courage of the colonists.
The demon hunter intends to temporarily use this weapon as a substitute product. In the long run, the front-loaded gunpowder gun that the green leather has used is the weapon of choice for the militia.
Despite this simple alternative product, Groyin the dwarf still shook his head: "I am afraid that within a short period of time, the weapon you want first cannot be realized."
"First of all, the iron ingots I brought have been used seven or eighty-eight. Secondly, my current level is still unable to create a three-meter long spear with a uniform texture." The dwarf spread his hands, seeming to feel his own. The field of expertise was offended: "Moreover, you still use this thing for ordinary people. Are you sure that this kind of weapon may weigh more than seventy pounds, they can play it?"
After hearing the words of the dwarf, Xu Yichen from UU reading www.uukanshu.com carefully recalled those super long guns, as if the metal color was closer to the color of aluminum alloy.
"Furthermore, the detachable spears used by the slave soldiers did not use a traditional mechanical connection at the interface. I studied that thing carefully." Angus, who had just eaten breakfast, listened to him for a while. The magic hunter said: "Those weapons are connected by magic lines at the interface. I guess it should be related to magnetism."
The demon hunter didn't expect that the slave soldiers on the New World had so many ways to use weapons, and they were more than a block away in technology.
A group of mages gathered together without fettering them, the explosion of imagination and productivity is simply eye-catching!
Marx patted Xu Yichen on the shoulder:
It’s okay, my friend. When those people find their way, even if they don’t have the right weapons, they will be the most elite fighters. Any change will be accompanied by bloodshed. Get ready for this."
"Rather than worry about the weapons of the militias, you should worry about the iron ore." Groyin the dwarf glanced at the direction of the mine: "Based on my years of experience, you must have found a rich mine, right? ?"..
The demon hunter shrugged. He didn't keep this matter secret at first. At that time, Xu Yichen felt that Antoine would not dare to trouble him because of this iron mine.
Even now, he still has this idea. With the improvement of his personal strength, Xu Yichen has the capital to make a sound with his own power.
"Give me the management of that mine. Although I can't guarantee the safety of the militiamen, I can guarantee that they will all be in metal armor within two months." Groyin the dwarf said vowedly.
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