After two days of rest in Makur, Roger once again rushed into the mountains. He wanted to see how strong the Ticton tribes were. For Roger, such a special case of disobedience under his jurisdiction would not be allowed.

When the army entered the mountainous area, a figure flashed on the top of the mountain.

Roger glanced at him and said lightly: "Save him your life."

Raphael in the shadow opened the Elf King's bow and shot it away like lightning. The figure flashed flexibly, but still couldn't dodge the magic arrow of the Elf King's bow. With the screams, his right arm was penetrated on the spot.

He jumped down from the tree and disappeared on the other side of the hill in a blink of an eye.

Roger saw clearly that he was still a teenager and couldn't help but reassess the combat effectiveness of the Ticton tribes.

After half a day, Roger's army had arrived in front of the village of the Ticton tribes.

Although Frey had described the strength of the Ticton village in detail, Roger could not help but be surprised when he saw it with his own eyes.

The village of Ticton is composed of more than a dozen huge circles.

The circle building is made of huge rocks and is more than ten meters high. Only at a height of seven or eight meters above the ground did windows start to open. These windows are also very narrow. It seems that hundreds of people can live in each circle. More than a dozen circle buildings form a large circle, with each building about twenty meters apart, supporting each other, leaning against each other, and extremely strong defense.

Thinking of the fact that someone in this tribe could penetrate Frey with one arrow, it shows how powerful the force is. No wonder the country of Snow Falcon has no choice but to use the people of the Ticton tribe in all dynasties. The country of Snow Falcon has only had seven thousand military forces before it was destroyed. If it wants to attack the Ticton tribe, it seems that at least three thousand people will be lost. This deal is really unprofitable.

The Ticton tribes had already been on guard, and the small high windows on the circle were opened, and the cold light of arrows flashed behind each window.

Roger's army formed a formation on a small platform five hundred meters outside the village. This place was too narrow and the army was not easy to spread. The front row was only crowded with more than one hundred heavy infantry soldiers. They put down their masks on the protective surface and raised heavy tower shields. Although this distance had long exceeded the range of ordinary archers, Frey was pierced by a single arrow at a distance of four hundred meters that day, and 500 meters could not be said to be safe.

For example, when the Elf King's Bow is in Raphael's hand, the range can reach more than one thousand meters, and when the Wind Butterfly's hand, the range can reach a terrifying 1,500 meters. If it is in Seus' hand... Rogue couldn't help but shudder.

Roger carried a ferocious dragon-slaying spear and rode his horse out. He was wearing silver dragon armor and was not afraid of bows and arrows, so he did not add protective magic to himself. But as soon as he came out of the formation, a magic light flashed around him. It turned out that Furoya had blessed him with protective magic such as ranged attacks and magic shields.

However, the protection area of ​​the silver dragon armor like vest was too small, and Roger was unwilling to hit the ground on his arm or thigh, so he stopped the horse and started shouting from afar four hundred meters away with the amplified magic:

"Brave Ticton tribes, I am the magician Rogge, and the new master of the Snow Falcon Kingdom! I have heard more than once about your courage and martial arts! But now, why can't I see it alone?! Brave tribes, you are all huddled in the shell of a turtle, and no one dares to come out to speak on behalf of your tribe? Where are your courage? Where are your arrow skills that hurt my friend?"

With a creaking sound, a very small door downstairs opened, and an extremely burly man almost squeezed out of the small door.

He was two meters tall and looked in his early fifties. His face was covered with traces of wind and frost. His thick beard was a little white. He was wearing a white bear-skin robe, and his knotty muscles were exposed in the cold wind. He seemed to have no idea what the cold was. He was carrying a heavy machete in his left hand and a huge horned bow of one and a half meters on his back. The light yellow bow string was made of the tendons of what kind of creature, and his feet were two fingers in the thickness of the bow, and his bow body shined with a faint luster. He looked a little old.

He strode forward and came to Roger fifty meters before he stood still. His voice was extremely loud, and it seemed no less than Roger's voice that had passed the magic amplification: "I am Zagur! I am the leader of the Ticton tribe. Young man, don't insult the brave Ticton people! Otherwise you will pay a heavy price. You brought so many troops to the villages of Ticton. Are you here to visit? If not, please go back! We don't care whether the Snow Falcon Duchy Kingdom will change the master. Since you claim to be the new master of the Snow Falcon Kingdom, then we will hand it over to you the 100 animal skins we gave to the Snow Falcon Kingdom every year."

Roger said with a sneer and said, "Don't think I'm as easy as Duke Annas! You insulted my first tax officer and shot me, the governor of Rector, and wanted to finish it with a hundred animal skins. I was so good at fighting, right? I'm different from the wastes in the Duchy of Snow Falcon. They can't do anything to your Circle Fortress. It's not difficult for me to demolish it!"

Zagur roared and shouted: "The people of the Ticton tribe will never accept the threat!"

Roger asked calmly: "So, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Zagur's eyes flashed and he shouted: "What challenge!?"

"Since the Ticton tribe claims to be brave, then we will each produce five warriors and fight one. If we win three games, Mr. Zagul, I ask the Ticton tribe to surrender to me from now on. My army needs brave warriors like you. As compensation, I will choose a piece of fertile land for you to live in the future. From then on, you will not have to seek food and clothing in the mountains and forests in the cold seasons."

Zagur sneered and asked, "What if you lose?"

Roger laughed and said, "If we lose, we will recognize the independence of the Ticton tribe."

Zagur smiled at the sky for a long time and said, "Mr. Rog, you are too advantageous to this bet?"

"On the contrary, I suffered a great loss, Mr. Zagul. You don't have many bets to make this bet with me. My army can completely flatten your village. But I like it very much and need the brave Ticton warriors, although this does not mean that I have to tolerate the actions of the Ticton tribe. Mr. Zagul! You tied up my tax officer and shot my friend, these behaviors have already insulted me first! I proposed this bet to let you know who is the real warrior! I want you to know that with your bravery, you do not have the qualification to insult me. I am now treating you as a real warrior, and I hope I have not made any mistakes this time."

Zagur was furious and his face turned red! He held it in for a long time before shouting: "I agree! Another thing is that I want to remind you that the strength of the Ticton tribe is not only the number of strong men, but also the quality of the warriors!"

Roger smiled and said, "I understand, then after five competitions, we will have another 30-to-30 simulated battle. If there are too many people, it will be bad if there are casualties. What do you think?"

Zagur calmed down and shouted, "Very good! That's it! You will regret your decision."

"Wait," Roger called Zagur, "we have magicians among us. I think we should remind you first."

Zagur was stunned for a moment, and then said meaningfully: "In front of the Ticton Warrior's bow and spear throwing, any magician is fragile!"

After hearing this, Frey's face turned red, shy and annoyed.

Due to the distrust of both sides, these competitions were agreed to be held in a square outside the village.

All the soldiers who fought in the Ticton tribe were warriors, but to Roger's surprise, there was a woman among these warriors! She was strong and tall, one head taller than Androni, and her long red hair was tied into a huge ponytail nearly one meter long. She carried a helmet made of a huge beast skull, covering most of her face, two huge scimitars hung around her waist, and five spears behind her back. She was not afraid of the cold at all, and there were large areas of skin on her shoulders, waist, and thighs exposed.

Roger was confident in these five battles. He scanned Zagur with his mental power and found that although his fighting spirit was strong, he was only about level 14. If Feng Die was not injured, he could easily win all of these five games. But now he only had to win three games. It would be meaningless to have Feng Die or not.

At this time, the Ticton tribes began to walk out of the Circle Fortress and come to the square to watch the battle. Roger and Charlie counted one by one, and finally estimated that there were nearly 300 Ticton tribes living in the Circle Fortress! There are fifteen Circle Fortresses, which means that the Ticton tribe has at least 4,000 people. The adult men and women of this tribe are all excellent soldiers, and older children are also very combat-effective. In this way, there will be at least 800 to 1,000 soldiers in the Ticton tribe. Relying on such a solid defense system, it is no wonder that the Snow Falcon Duchy of defeated several times that year.

But Roger came from this completely differently. The Ticton tribe lacked a powerful magician. Roger looked at it and saw that the priests and witch doctors in the tribe had no magic power. The mental power was slightly desirable. It seemed that they were good at auxiliary means such as curses or blessings, and healing.

Zagur seemed to know some military strategies and strategies very well, and he arranged the order of his battles early, and he was in the center, and he was fighting with the idea of ​​attacking and retreating and defending.

"Charlie, what do you think? How do we arrange the order of the battle?" Roger asked Charlie in a low voice.

Charlie didn't even think about it and said, "Now it's a scene of stable victory, there is no need to play strategy. From the strongest to the weakest, Lord Andre was the first to play, and then I, Princess Froya, you and the killer Raphael under your command. I believe that the competition will end after Princess Froya, and you don't need to appear at all."

Roger nodded and smiled secretly. He became more and more cautious and suspicious during this period. It was still Charlie who was right that defeating his opponent with absolute strength was the best strategy.

When Androni and others were preparing to join the war stood in the square, Zagur's face finally changed. He originally thought that the worst one on his side was a strong man of about 11 level and was sure to win, but he didn't expect that the other side was completely different from the previous army of the Duchy of Snow Falcon. He could not see clearly the strength of the characters in the battle. There was even a charming and charming girl who was stunning! He knew that the more he seemed easy to bully, the harder it was to deal with. The warriors on the side had already appeared, and the girl dared to challenge him. It was absolutely impossible to be a fuel-efficient lamp. What's more, the other side's mysterious fifth warrior had only a shadow, and he couldn't see clearly. It was hard to say what kind of terrifying abilities he had.

Zagur's heart sank, and the competition seemed to be incredible. But the proud blood of the warrior made him determined to fight to the end.

The competition has begun.

Androni's opponent was a warrior who made a pure steel wolf teeth stick. He was one head taller than Zagul. When he increased his strength, the muscles in his body were squirming, and a bronze light faintly shone. Several crisscrossing scars on his face, and an animal bone crossed the bridge of his nose.

Androni whispered to Roger's strategy for the battle. Roger pondered for a moment and said, "Just fight quickly, don't kill, don't kill me."

Zagur was furious when he heard this, and he snorted heavily.

Androni came out of the scene and walked straight towards her opponent. The Ticton soldier saw such a handsome and thin swordsman with a giant wolf-toothed stick high, but hesitated that he didn't know if it should have been smashed down.

"Tat! Don't underestimate your opponent! Use all your strength!" Zagur shouted loudly.

The warrior Ticton roared, and the mace was stormy with a strong wind hitting Androni head-on! With a loud bang, the square was smashed into a big pit by the shocking blow, and dust flew all over the sky!

The dust disappears and the smoke disappears.

The Ticton warrior stood in place in a daze, unable to move. Androni's toes were lightly placed on his mace, while the blue sky was empty and starry sky was empty and placed on his eyes. Although her long sword was not unsheathed, everyone knew that with her strength, it would be a small thing to break the brain with her sword.

The first competition was won like this. Zagur's face was so blue.

Charlie ended in the second game.

The sword skills of Charlie, the Knight of the Round Table, have been washed away from all the sword skills, and are concise and practical. His gun skills are simple and unpretentious, and are known for their accuracy in speed. They break the wrists, stab the knees, and tap the throat. Three consecutive guns are like lightning. Others only feel that the eyes are blurred. His opponent has thrown his giant sword and falls to the sky and the ground, staring at the tip of the gun at the throat in disbelief.

Zagur's face was completely green, and he walked into the venue without saying a word and stood steadily.

Froya chuckled and whispered in Roger's ear: "You are willing to let me deal with this big man and make fun of the girl yourself. You wait! Don't try to touch me again in the next three days."

Roger was amused and cried, saying, "You can just win this game? His bow looks good, you have to be careful of his arrows."

Froya Yingying ended up and smiled at Zagur, "Sir, you are a great hero! Are you embarrassed to attack a girl like me?"

Zagur spoke in a bad mood on the spot, not knowing what to say. He really couldn't do anything to such a delicate and beautiful girl, who always claimed to be a hero. He instinctively despised any woman and disdained to fight with women, let alone a little fairy who looked so weak? Zagur pointed at Rogge's machete and said angrily: "You are despising me! Come on, come down, we are all leaders, let's fight!"

Froya smiled and said, "He? He is not as good as me! Since you are a hero, you should always let me do it first, right?"

Zagur snorted angrily and shouted, "You can give up quickly! My knife can't control it so well!" Before he finished speaking, he looked at Fuluya flying into the sky with a stream of light and colorful flowers.

"This, this..." Zagur didn't know what to do for a moment. The magic of the Ticton tribe declined, and he had never seen a magician who could fly into the sky. But the hunter's intuition made him know that it would be bad when he saw Froya's stance! He took off the longbow like lightning, and was still hesitating in his heart whether he would really shoot such a tender girl down.

This competition was not glorious and even worse if it lost. Zagur couldn't help but feel extremely depressed.

But with this hesitation, the sky suddenly felt like there was an additional sun, and a large area of ​​dazzling light shone down. All those who looked up at the sky had a flower in front of them, and they could not see anything in an instant.

Rog secretly praised in his heart, the magic of "Sun Beam" was originally used to destroy evil creatures. It was used here, and it was so far apart that it had almost no lethality to the Ticton warriors. However, they did not have the ability to scan with their mental power. Suddenly there was such a round of strong light in the sky, so where could they find Fuluya's position? Next, they were naturally slowly ravaged by Fuluya's magic.

But no one noticed that in Zagur's eyes, a layer of lilac film fell down, and Fuluya's figure appeared clearly in his sight. The Ticton warriors hunted in the snow mountains all year round. The film in their eyes could filter out the strong light reflected by the snow peaks and protect their eyes from harm. But how could outsiders such as Roger and Fuluya know about this?

Zagur exhaled and a powerful arrow shot towards her!

The heavy arrow used by Zagur is five feet long, with spiral grooves on the arrow, and the tail feathers are also spiral in the same direction. Once the arrow is off the string, it keeps rotating and makes a whimpering sound. On that day, he pierced Frey with one arrow, and since then he has been very despised of Roger's subordinates. But he can't make heavy moves to Froya, so this arrow must pass half a foot next to her face so that she can retreat and admit defeat honestly.

Zagur is very confident in his archery skills. He is a pure sharpshooter. Now among all races, sharpshooter is a rare profession. Of course, except for the elves.

When the sharp arrow was less than two meters away from Froya, Froya felt like she was hit hard by an invisible fist and flew to the side. Zagur's powerful arrow finally turned into a meter away from her side.

Froya's face turned pale when she was scared on the spot! The magic she was preparing was also interrupted. Fortunately, she first blessed herself with high-level long-range attack defense after taking off, and then she avoided Zagur's arrow.

She quickly stretched out her left hand, index finger, middle finger, and ring finger three magic rings lit up at the same time, lightning and ice ridges falling all over the sky!

Before these magic attacks could land, a pillar of flame suddenly rose from the square again, and Zaguldon screamed!

Froya was frightened and was already a little hysterical. Her figure kept flying in the air, and magical attacks fell on the square all over the sky!

Although Zagur was strong, he could not withstand this endless magic attack. His dodging gradually slowed down and more magic was also increasing.

Rogge secretly alerted that Froya's magic strategy was to rely on a large number of magical equipment to quickly use a large amount of attack magic to suppress the opponent. The weaker warrior had no chance of fighting back. Even if he was strong, he was soft-hearted for a while and if he missed the first move, he would be beaten to no avail.

But Zagur obviously could no longer support it, but Froya's magic attack became more and more fierce, showing no signs of stopping! The warriors of the Ticton tribe had already begun to restlessly.

Roger was anxious and shouted loudly, "Stop!" He had already brought a mental attack in secret.

Fuluya fainted and then woke up. She immediately screamed in secret and stopped the magic in her hand.

Zagur was charred and staggered, standing unsteadily. He reluctantly cursed: "Damn it! What a great woman!" Then he fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Froya fell beside Roger, still trembling. She has never been so close to death since she was a child. She used to be protected by her master, but later she had powerful magic props, noble status, and beautiful appearance. Apart from the ignorant Orpheic Roc back then, who had really taken the blame to her?

Zagur is a sharpshooter, and at close range, he is the magician's natural enemy. His arrow was intended to scare Fuluya, but the little fairy's martial arts were too ordinary. He didn't see that the arrow would only pass by his face, and he thought it would pass by his throat. This time, she was really scared.

Roger gently patted Froya's back and whispered, "Are you scared? Well, it's okay. Give me a bottle of your healing medicine... I know you are not injured and are going to save that big man. I'm still going to conquer them, so I can't let him die like that."

After being unconscious, Zagur finally woke up slowly after being filled with healing potion. This calmed down the anger of the Ticton tribe.
To be continued...