Robb smiled and said, "Does our magic seem to be witchcraft in their eyes?"

The foreman nodded and said: "Yes! Because the wizards among the Maya also know many spells, they call it witchcraft, so when they saw our magic, they thought it was witchcraft."

There was another strange cry from the outside, and then the second wave of flying props came again, bows and arrows, bamboo arrows, throwing axes, throwing spears, a lot of messy things hit the magic mask, and then, again Falling down a layer of angstroms weakly at a time.

The queen said: "Now they should stop, right? Foreman, you can translate for me. I want to talk to them."

The foreman shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, it's not time for dialogue. If you can't remotely, they will rush over to fight in close quarters."

As soon as his voice fell, the Maya people’s movements changed. Those who drew bows on the treetops and held bamboo arrows were temporarily stopped. They just assumed a "squeeze" posture. Then, a large group of left hands held hands. A small buckler, a warrior with a spear in his right hand, came out of the woods.

The figures of these fighters look very vigorous. Everyone’s muscles are as tight as cheetahs. The clothes they wear are colorful, some are made of animal leather, some are linen, but no matter what they are made of, they are all inserted. Many feathers make the clothes look like a work of art. Their hats are also covered with feathers, which look like they are wearing a large comb on their heads.

The small round shield on the left hand is a leather shield. It is very small. It is at least twice as small as the shields commonly used by people in the Gran Kingdom. However, this small shield is better than light and flexible, and will not affect the fighter's speed. The spear in his right hand is not a very long spear, but is between the throwing spear and the spear, and it is very flexible.

They maintained a cautious circular formation, approaching Robb's light shield, their feet were very light, because they were not wearing shoes. I don’t wear shoes in this kind of jungle. I can only say that it has a thick sole.

The mine foreman whispered: "These are Mayan eagle warriors, they are very powerful! They are extremely fast, they can chase horses when they run, and the strength of fighting in the dense forest is not lower than that of the elves. It is very tricky. When we first started mining, It’s not uncommon to be harassed by this thing. It’s a headache. It’s not until Captain Elsie called a hundred soldiers to come over.

The west wind fighters nearby laughed: "We can only guarantee to drive them away when we come, but we can't completely threaten them not to come. Now that Godafather is here, we can solve these guys."

Robb smiled and said, "Actually, you don't need to introduce it to me, I know it too."

Everyone is surprised: "Huh? Godafather even knows the strange natives of this new world?"

Robb found a strange laughter: "Because, I have also been an eagle warrior!"

Everyone: "..."

Robb held the feather hat on top of his head and put it on. Then he dragged a shield from the hand of a westerly warrior and snapped it off, making it half smaller, holding it in his hand and Madoka. The shield was almost the same. He took another long branch in his right hand, like a spear, and then Robb raised his head and let out a strange cry of "Uuuuu", posing in a strange posture and laughing: "Xiong Eagle Warrior, coming!"

Everyone looked dumbfounded. Of course, the most dumbfounded were the eagle warriors who were persecuting from the periphery. They really didn't understand what this blond foreigner was doing, but looking at the weird posture he was posing, It's a memorial gesture that he often performs. How can this person understand our culture?

Forget it, don't care, kill him and study!

The eagle warriors gave a strange cry and rushed towards the cover.

Robb also gave a strange cry and rushed out of the cover.

There was a strange sound of "Bumpy bump", and the eagle fighters slammed into the hood and were bounced away, but Robb easily got out of the hood, and an eagle fighter slammed a spear to Robb's chest.

Robb's shield in his left hand lightly fended off his spear, and then pierced back with a spear.

This standard eagle warrior fighting skills made the eagle warrior very bewildered. He quickly used the eagle warrior’s unique special ability "swift footwork" to jump backwards. This skill made his movements extremely agile. Jumped a long way, but before he was stable, he discovered that Robb had actually used the same skills as him, "swift footwork," followed by a sudden jump, and knocked the eagle warrior to the ground with one foot. .

The eagle warrior lay on the ground and couldn't help shouting: "What the **** is this? Why is he an eagle warrior? Every movement of his is an eagle warrior's action."

The two Mayan archers next to him shot arrows at Robb, and one with a bamboo tube also blew poison arrows at Robb.

But the small round shield on Robb's left hand turned around, three times to fend off all the arrows.

"That's the skill of our eagle warriors-Arrow Block."

"This is impossible!"

An eagle warrior roared and leaped towards Robb from a distance, waving his spear: "Jungle stinger!"

"bump!"

Robb kicked him into the air while stabbing another eagle warrior with his spear, which turned out to be a "jungle stinger!"

The eagle warrior couldn't dodge, so he could only close his eyes and wait to die, but Robb's spear tip was tapped in his throat, and he took it back without breaking the skin, and then knocked him down.

As soon as he played these tricks, all the Maya were surprised and inexplicably, why would the white people use our skills?

This fierce fighting race finally felt for the first time not wanting to fight.

A weird voice yelled a few words from behind. All the eagle fighters stopped their hands, jumped back, and hid in the dense forest. Only the bright feathers on their heads can be seen occasionally. Then, deep in the dense forest, a voice spoke in a strange tone.

Robb turned his head to the mine foreman and said, "Can you translate it?"

The foreman shook his head: "No! Our communication with the Maiya people is still too shallow, and we have not reached the point where we can communicate normally. I can only understand a few words."

"Well, then I'll do it myself." Robb turned around, facing the dense forest, and said loudly: "Don't fight, don't fight, we are good people."

The foreman sweats profusely: "Godafather, let me do it. I can still say these words."

He opened his throat and shouted into the dense forest in the native language: "Don't fight, we, good people..." He pointed to Robb again: "He, the eagle warrior..."

The people in the forest talked a lot, but this time it was still not understood by anyone, and the foreman couldn't understand half of the sentence, so he had to continue to repeat: "Don't fight, we, good people!"