Chapter 88

According to the officer's instructions, kukas found the place where the food was distributed very smoothly. This is a huge manor, but the walls of the manor have collapsed because of the war, and some houses have been turned into ashes in the fire. In the middle of the manor, soldiers prepared food and distributed it to the soldiers who came to receive food. And kukas got his share. Of course, at his request, he had three or five times more food than others.

He did not eat in the manor, but after drinking some hot soup, he ate and returned to his barracks. Fortunately, it was not far from his camp, but after three streets, he returned to the tent where he was healing. Here he checked his mount and found that the wildebeest had no accident because of the fight last night. Then he returned to the tent, took some pills exchanged from the border fortress, mixed them with Warcraft meat and swallowed them.

These pills are very precious. He bought them from the medicinal team he got from stationed in the barren ice field for three years. The medicinal materials worth more than 100000 gold coins were only exchanged for more than 100 different pills in the end. According to kukas' estimation, this healing pill is worth at least thousands of gold coins. Of course, if you were not a member of the military headquarters, even if you had more gold coins, I'm afraid you wouldn't have much chance to get this pill.

The effect of the pill soon came into play, while kukas bit his teeth and endured. After years of cruel training, he still didn't care about this degree of itching.

The medicine was released quickly, but in a short magic time, kukas felt that the damage to his internal organs had been completely cured. Although it was still unstable, it was no longer a big problem.

Since he has been hanging around in this fortress for almost two months, he is very familiar with the location of the armory. He moved a little and went to the armory alone. There he presented his certificate and was allowed to enter it to look for weapons. Of course, all this was because his huge chain hammer was thrown into the enemy camp in the night attack.

The armory in this small fortress is very huge, with a large number of weapons stacked inside. Among them, the largest number are all kinds of sabres, axes, spears, short spears and all kinds of throwing weapons. As for the heavy weapons that kukas was looking for, there were not many.

"Do you want heavy weapons? How much weight? There are some Gothic chain hammers and ox horn tomahawks stored here. Can these work?" a soldier looked at kukas with envy. You know, as a soldier, being able to wield heavy weapons represents his strength, and it also represents that he is more likely to survive on the battlefield.

"It's better to have about a hundred pounds of weapons!" kukas thought a little. He found that he couldn't wear that heavy armor on the battlefield. In this way, he could wave heavier weapons to kill the enemy for a long time.

"72 pound short handle siege hammer?" the soldier was stunned when he heard the speech. Then he took kukas to a corner where all the huge siege hammers were stacked. These hammers are usually used by those heavy armor warriors. If the hammer is waved, it can easily tear a finger thick city gate without any magic protection by relying on the specially arranged three edged thorns.

"Is there anything heavier?" kukas didn't like the siege hammer very much. He felt that the weight was too light. He didn't feel much pleasure waving it to kill the enemy.

"No, if you want heavier weapons, I'm afraid you have to ask those military craftsmen to forge them for you. En! But if you want them to forge them for you, you can't afford the gold coins." the soldier looked at kukas strangely: "Use this siege hammer first! It will take some time for those military craftsmen to build weapons. During this time, you can't fight the enemy with bare hands!"

"Then use this thing first." kukas was very disappointed, but now was not the time for him to care. After all, there were enemies attacking the city outside. It would be too ignorant to stick to the shape of the weapon.

Two siege hammers are in his hands. After waving them from left to right, he feels good. Looking at the three edged spikes specially arranged on the siege hammer, kukas knows that even if the other party wears heavy armor, the spikes on the hammer can easily tear the other party's heavy armor to pieces. When he thinks of the end of the enemy being torn to pieces, he can't help laughing.

There are complex patterns on the handle of the siege hammer, but after wearing steel gloves, they can bite together with these patterns and won't get rid of them. However, kukas has his own steel gloves, so he doesn't choose new gloves here. Of course, there are no steel gloves as big as him.

After carrying two siege hammers, kukas did not delay. He chose two goggles to protect his front and rear hearts. Then he rushed out of the armory and went up to the battlefield.

Along the way, from time to time, a whole team of soldiers rushed to the front line, and kukas, who were scattered or had no time to reorganize, also followed these large troops. Although they can't join each other's team and get peer protection, they can reduce their own pressure under their wings.

The roar of killing, the strong smell of blood, countless arrows, javelins and axes flying one by one have long been a bloody battlefield. Without roaring and shouting, kukas quickly chose a target with his head depressed. He rushed over with several arrows, swung round and hit the man on the back with a siege hammer.

Just like this, the man's armor cracked, and the whole upper body was torn apart by the specially arranged three edged thorn on the siege hammer. After killing the enemy, kukas continued to walk upstream of the battlefield. He kept sneaking attacks, and a soldier of the Stuart Witt Empire died under his hammer. Even seven or eight professionals were torn to pieces by him with a siege hammer.

As time went on, he couldn't help moving forward. As a result, we met more and more enemies. The two sides trampled on thick corpses to kill, and some of them fell from time to time. Most of these people are professionals, but the long-time battle has already exhausted their fighting spirit. After losing their fighting spirit, few people can survive in this chaotic battlefield. Kukas waved two sledgehammers and flew up and down, smashing one enemy after another. Even if the opponent breaks out fighting defense, the sharp thorn arrangement on his siege hammer can tear the weak fighting spirit and kill the opponent.