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Published at 3rd of December 2021 08:50:33 AM


Chapter 222: 222

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The little guy's speed was very fast. He flew over the battlefield in his breath. Douglas circled slightly and flew down. Alex glanced at it. His wings flapped and flames flew out of his wings.

The flame came in a flash, enveloping several orcs. Douglas's body was already three meters long. He jumped down from high altitude and directly fell a tall orc to the ground. His ferocious teeth directly bit his neck.

"What is that?"

"Roar! Kill them!"

This group of affordable orcs were suddenly attacked, and three or four died directly. When they saw two flying things, they rushed up immediately.

Seeing the orcs being attacked, the village militia whose morale was close to collapse summoned up the courage to continue to resist. Several wolves roared, arched their backs and tied up their dark hair. Then they jumped up and directly fell a farmer to the ground. They bit his huge jaw full of tusks and forcibly broke his cervical spine in two. There was only one layer of flesh left and connected to the frightened head!

For a moment, the courage that had just risen was quenched by a basin of cold water.

Allen saw the villagers screaming and running away, jumped up directly from the war horse, and the long sword appeared in his hand in an instant. Then he waved a sword and directly killed the wolf cavalry who jumped at a little boy.

The wolf cavalry saw their companions die miserably and roared like Alan pounced on them.

"Watch your back!" a young voice sounded.

Allen smiled and swept the long sword in his hand. The wolf cavalry company and the wolf were cut into four sections. Then the body kept on, and the footsteps appeared in front of another ORC. The orc fell into endless darkness without even reacting.

With Allen's hand, these orcs were quickly killed.

"My Lord, thank you very much for your help. I'm William, Sheriff of Locke town. What can I do for you?" a middle-aged man with a bandage on his arm and a face of vicissitudes came to Allen.

"I need a place to rest. It would be better if there was food," Alan put away his sword and nodded.

"Yes, it's our honor to serve adults." William was overjoyed when he heard Allen's words. The town had just been attacked. It was the weakest time. At this time, a strong man sat down and could help them through the most difficult period.

"Kane, come quickly, take the adult to rest and ask Hannah to prepare some food." a little boy quickly ran over, saluted and said, "your adult, please follow me."

Alan waved to the little guy flying in the sky, and the little guy flew down directly. Seeing which two powerful Warcraft Allen could command, William's eyes were even more awed.

Little Kane looked curiously at Alex and Douglas. Under the leadership of little Kane, Alan came to a well preserved room. Soon someone brought the food, and Alan ate it impolitely.

"If you need anything, just call me directly. We will try our best to meet your requirements."

Because the fire in the town has not been completely extinguished, these people who have just experienced the killing have no time to mourn and pick up tools to put out the fire. Only the little boy Kane stayed here.

Looking at Allen's big mouthful of food, a glimmer of envy flashed in his eyes, but then he lowered his head.

"Little guy!"

"Sir, what can I do for you?" Kane trotted over.

"Your name is Kane, isn't it?"

"Yes, my Lord."

"Here are these things. How about you answer some questions for me." Ellen cut off a piece of barbecue and handed it to the little boy.

"Sir, I don't want these food. I'll tell you what you want to know, but can you stay here longer?" the little boy looked at a bowl of attractive barbecue, swallowed his saliva, and then turned his head and said.

Looking at the little boy's expression, Alan was surprised and said softly, "little guy, why should I stay here for a few more days?"

"My Lord, our town has just been attacked. Now is the weakest time. We ask you to help us through this period."

"Yes," Alan nodded. The little boy looked excited and rushed out. Soon a messy footstep began to sound.

"Dear Sir, thank you very much for your willingness to stay for a while to help us." as soon as he entered the door, the man saluted directly and deeply.

"Well, get up. It's just a handy job. I need to ask you some questions," Allen waved his hand.

"Your Excellency, it's a little help for you, but it's life for us. Thank you again for your generosity. I don't know what questions adults want to ask." William saluted again and said respectfully.

"I want to travel on the mainland for some time, but I'm not familiar with the roads here. I need you to tell me the surrounding maps."

"Sir, I participated in mercenaries when I was young. I'm familiar with the roads here. I'll draw a detailed map for you." William said as soon as he heard Alan's words, his eyes brightened.

"That's just right. Just draw it for me. I'll stay here for a week." Alan was also very happy to see the matter settled.

The next morning, Allen walked around the town. There were broken walls everywhere. The fire had been put out, and wisps of black smoke came out of the ruins.

The militia and villagers are dismantling the fence. Many stones have been collected in some burned houses. It seems that they are ready to replace the fence with a fence.

A group of militia trained in the open space with wooden swords. Alan looked at it for a while, shook his head, thought about it, and suddenly picked up the long sword next to him.

"Here you are, my Lord." seeing Alan coming, the young man running to salute.

"Are you training?"

"Yes, sir! We're training."

"Show me the whole exercise."

"Good Lord!" the young man who reacted suddenly looked excited, picked up the wooden sword and put a start to prepare for the drill. They have seen how strong this adult is. If they can be instructed, it will be a great harvest.

Alan's brow grew tighter and tighter as he practiced.

"All right, stop!"

After only a few glances, Allen had no desire to see it. From Allen's point of view, he can naturally see that this young man is only proficient in swordsmanship, and many of his posture is wrong. Even his posture of holding the sword is wrong. He also likes this kind of complicated swordsmanship. Although it looks very handsome, such a person can actually teach others swordsmanship.

"I'm sorry, sir, you're laughing." the young man looked at Alan nervously.





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