Extraordinary Mechanical City

Ren only glanced at it, and the tall figure was imprinted in his mind, lingering.

He was pretty sure that that chimpanzee-like guy could definitely hammer him into a meatloaf!

"Could it be... the first fighter of the Coleman clan, Habu?"

Ren remembered that Uduo once said that the higher the height of their Coleman warriors, the stronger their combat effectiveness. The first warrior "Hab" is five meters tall, which fits the barbarian riding a mammoth!

According to Uduo's description, this guy should be a "legendary" combat power among humans.

It's no wonder that Bazel just felt that guy's breath, and he looked like an enemy.

But Renn was also very surprised. Thousands of people came to deal with them. So where did the machine city go? What's more, there is also a legendary fighter?

Don't think about it, the situation on the machine city side is definitely bad.

At the same time, he secretly cursed, the plague gods of the Winster family, how big a disaster this has caused, so that the barbarians in the nest of "Ember Forest" have all come out?

But with such a large encirclement, there must be several million people?

Obviously, there are not so many savages.

"A problem with rain?"

Rennes suddenly remembered what Bazel had said before, feeling the cold raindrops on his face.

They are blocked by people, certainly not because of the large encirclement, but because they have been accurately located. And there was a barbarian first soldier to intercept it, and he clearly sensed the existence of Bazel early.

"Rain water positioning perception, how can this thing be avoided? The barbarian priest is really absolutely!"

At this moment, an inspiration flashed in Renn's mind.

But the real crisis pulled his thoughts back.

....

Ooo... Ooo... Ooo.

The barbarian knights saw Ren and their three locomotives, yelling in excitement, and then slapped the belly of the Warcraft mount, rushing over like a wave.

Do you know what kind of **** feeling it is?

With the mighty hooves rushing, the earth trembled fiercely.

Ryan's three rides alone, helpless.

"..."

Encountered by the chasing soldiers, Ren's eyes were dumbfounded, but his body reacted with dissatisfaction.

He didn't hesitate at all, and directly turned his head with a motorcycle. Carl on the side also did the same, and started running in a different direction following Ren!

"Kid Ren, you find a way to escape, that guy came at me, I can't go!"

With a loud shout.

Only Bazel did not change his direction and rushed towards the barbarian knight army.

The legendary consciousness is also very high, knowing that he can't get out of the trap by being stared at, he chooses to give Renn the post. And even in such a desperate situation, there is still injury, but he did not see the slightest timidity on his face.

The giant with a mace on the opposite side was also riding a mammoth, and the two dashed head-on.

The rest of the barbarians seemed to have been overwhelmed by the two super powers, and they dared not move closer, and automatically separated a battlefield.

At this moment of crisis, Renne worried that it would be dangerous to rush into the barbarian crowd, but he didn't care about it. Because right now, he himself is also frantically testing on the edge of death.

What's worse is that although motorcycles are fast, they don't have any speed advantage at all for those feline monsters who are good at short-distance burst attacks.

There was still a distance of one or two kilometers before, and it didn't take long for him to chase behind his ass.

The javelin is like rain.

Do not!

Not a javelin!

It is an arrow with a thick arm, nearly two meters long!

Barbarians are not only tall, but also good at salvos.

The bows and arrows they use are much larger than those used by normal humans. The arrows are also enchanted, and their power is not weaker than that of muskets!

Whoo~ whoo~ whoo~

The sound of breaking wind seemed to be connected together.

Hearing Rehn's neck shrank, he tried to hide his body in the metal parts of the motorcycle.

After all, he himself is still a hand-to-hand fighter, with a flexible body reaction, and he can barely handle dodge arrows. The little Carl carrying Tuster on the side is a bit dangerous. Although his locomotive is much more advanced, the two weak chicken mechanics have no ability to avoid the rain of arrows at all. On the small iron cloak on the locomotive, wooden The arrow had already pierced several big holes.

It is estimated that there will be two more rounds of arrow rain, and the grandparents will get GG directly.

What to do, is it going to die here?

Renne believed that his strength was not bad, and one or two barbarians could still fight.

What a special thing, there are hundreds of thousands behind this ass!

I really need to poke him alone, and he will be able to poke him into a hornet's nest immediately.

Ooo~ Ooo~ Ooo~

The few strong barbarian little leaders took the lead in catching up, keeping pace with Rennes's locomotive.

Suddenly, they were not in a hurry to kill, but played like a cat and mouse.

"*%Ф%￥ё￥..."

Hearing a murmur of communication, the moment Ren was startled, Zhi Brain had already sent a simultaneous interpretation.

"Quickly kill that nasty invader!"

"No, let them die in despair!"

"These **** invaders, can't let them die too cheap..."

"..."

Huh...I can speak Coleman.

I don't know what was thinking, Renn's mind suddenly flashed.

....

At this time, even though the little mechanic Carl was not old, he also showed a look of death. He did not give up resistance, because surrendering is also a death!

He also heard what the hunters said, barbarians never keep alive!

At this time, Karl took out his homemade high-explosive bomb and shouted: "Brother Ren, be careful, I'm going to drop the bomb..."

"and many more!"

Renn suddenly shouted.

Obviously, this bomb can kill a few barbarians, but eventually they will be poked into flesh. Now Father Tuste is still in a period of weakness and can't drive the armor at all. Once there are casualties, the two sides will have no room for maneuver, and they are really immortal.

Ren hurriedly said, "Carl, don't do it!"

Carl listened for a moment and cast a puzzled look.

At this juncture, what else can I do without doing it?

But what happened next made the little mechanic and the old Tuster behind him stunned.

It was even more daunting than the previous encounter with barbarians.

At this moment, they listened to Ren gurgling and shouting at the barbarians a "bird language" which was not a common language at all!

"*%Ф%￥ё￥...!"

In this voice, not only did Carl's bomb-throwing hand froze, but also the expressions of the barbarians froze.

what's the situation? !

Carl: Brother Renn can communicate with barbarians?

Barbarian: How can an "aggressor" speak their Coleman language so fluently?

.....

"Stop! I am Uduo's friend! I am Uduo's friend, not an enemy!"

This... is impressively fluent in Coleman.

Yes, Lei’s solution is...surrender negotiations.

In the eyes of others, these Coleman tribes in front of them are savages who are completely unreasonable.

They represent barbaric, murderous, irritable, cruel... and all negative words.

But Ren knew that they weren't barbaric, they were just backward in technology, but their level of civilization was not low. At least, it's not the cannibals that are indistinguishable from Warcraft that the hunters have passed on.

If it is an enemy of life and death, Ren will definitely fight to the death, and can kill a few.

Instead of choosing to surrender negotiations.

But in fact, they didn't even have a drop of barbarian blood in their hands. Even in the bottom of their hearts, they didn't have any emotions that could be called "hatred" towards these barbarians.

Since there is no grievance and no enmity, such a deadly battle seems meaningless.

....

Ren saw that the bows and arrows raised by the savages froze there, knowing that what had just worked.

To be able to say the name of the priest "Uduo", this is naturally true.

The Warcraft knights looked at each other. They were surprised to hear such fluent Coleman from an "aggressor". And, even more surprisingly, this guy also knew the high priest of their tribe.

On the other hand, since the speed of the motorcycle can't get rid of the Warcraft mount, Ren simply didn't run away.

He stopped the locomotive directly, spread his hands, and signaled that he would not run or resist.

Such a move also caused those barbarians who still wanted to shoot arrows to completely put away their arrows.

Then, he was surrounded.

Riding on the Mount of Warcraft, the barbarians are five or six meters tall, black and heavy, and their eyes gleam like evil wolves.

Ren had to look up at these barbarians with javelins and spears pointed at him.

At this moment, he was like a sheep without falling into a trap, surrounded by spikes full of sharp stones.

He said in Coleman again: "I am Udor's friend, not an enemy. If you don't believe me, you can let me meet her..."

The only hope now rests on the barbarian chick who is a little friendly.

After all, he saved her life.

Uh...Although there was an "exchange of interests", it was really saved.

Rehn's remarks obviously have some effect, but...not much.

The hunters have slaughtered countless tribes outside the "Ember Forest" in the past few months, killing less than 100,000 barbarians, but also 80,000.

This is already an homicide for the Coleman tribe, which has a small population.

This kind of **** hatred can't be smoothed out with a few words.

Seeing Ren, the barbarian fighters were filled with righteous indignation, and they wanted to dig his flesh here.

"The words of the'aggressor' are simply not credible, kill him!"

"Yes, they killed so many of our people~www.ltnovel.com~ the invaders must die..."

"We, the Coleman clan, did not kill their friends..."

"..."

One by one, the more they talked, the more excited they were, the stone spear that was constantly testing, almost poked Renne in the face.

At this moment, Renn was not nervous anymore.

A spear with a handle on the head can also fight for a fight to avoid it; a hundred handles pointed at it, and there is no debt.

However, he did not want to die so meaningless, and once again explained: "My companions and I have never harmed any Coleman tribe, and we have no hostility towards you. The great'Morogos' is here. Come on, He can prove that there is no lie in my words..."

I learned this from the little girl in Udor's mouth.

For the Coleman people who have faith in gods, it is particularly useful to mention the names of gods, because in their perception, no one dares to lie to great gods.

With this, as expected, the barbarians who were clamoring to kill and vent their anger suddenly calmed down, and they all shut up.

At this time, a thin old man with a more complicated face than others looked at Renn and said, "I didn't feel the spirit of our Coleman master in his soul. He... didn't lie. ."

Hearing this, Renn breathed a sigh of relief.

He remembered Udor saying that Priest Coleman knew some "words of nature" and could perceive many weird things.

Anyway, it has the same extraordinary ability as a polygraph.

Only when the other party believes it can there be room for negotiation.

My life seems to be temporarily saved.