Chapter 345
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Today, the third Legion stationed on the border of the omor Empire welcomed an uninvited guest.
Early in the morning, soldier Gree just yawned and woke up from his sleep.
Leaning on a fine iron spear, he went to the sentry outside the camp and handed over with the scouts and guards on duty inside.
It is located at the southern border of the omore empire. There has been no battle here for decades. God knows why those noble lords settled a corps of 8000 here.
Will those small countries in the South fight? Stop kidding!
After chatting with the familiar guard, Gree stood in the sentry post, changed a comfortable position against the wall and began his duty.
The guard who finished the handover didn't stay at the sentry for a long time. He hurried back to the camp to sleep.
It was just daybreak, and there was still some time before the morning exercises in the military camp. Gree's eyelids began to stare and fight up and down.
There won't be an officer to inspect anyway. Just sleep for a while. After so persuading himself in his heart, Gree leaned against the wall and his eyes became blurred.
Hey? It's only August now, and the Geese migrate?
On the horizon, three black spots appeared. Half asleep and half awake, Gree subconsciously thought that it was a flock of geese migrating during the change of season.
When the black spot got closer and closer, Gree's eyes hallucinated again. A flying ship? Gree blinked subconsciously. His hometown is led by petersas in the south. This province is rich in water resources, and the river, lake and other water systems are complex. There are many freight ships coming and going.
Gree is familiar with ships.
Looking at the ship flying in the sky, Glenn giggled. What broken ship and oar did he dream of? Where are the sails? And this is a ship flying in the sky?
Looking around, Glenn felt that he could no longer see the ship, because he felt that the appearance of the ship was insulting his IQ.
This turn did not matter, but Glenn saw a scene he would never forget in his life.
Two huge flying dragons with a wingspan of nearly 20 meters appeared on the left and right sides of the ship. Gree looked directly at the purple flying dragon which was a little bigger than the other one.
It was a strange Warcraft with a scorpion head, huge wings and dark tail hook, whose upper body was almost covered with purple scales. Just looking at it, it would feel chilly.
What Gree happened to see was the brown vertical pupil, long and narrow vertical pupil, ferocious face of the purple scorpion dragon, plus the sharp scales and barbs all over his body. Gree woke up in a moment, with layers of cold sweat on his back.
It's not a dream, it's true!
The soldiers who can be scouts and sentinels all have good eyesight. Gree rubbed his face with his back and looked at the sky carefully. Yes, it was really a ship flying in the sky and two huge and terrible Warcraft.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Gree shook the giant clock beside the tower crazily.
The soldiers in the camp were suddenly awakened.
"Where? Where?"
"Where is the enemy?"
After being awakened by the alarm bell, many soldiers rushed out of the camp with their weapons, regardless of their untidy armor.
It has to be said that the overall quality of the soldiers of the omor empire is better than that of the soldiers of other kingdoms or principalities on the mainland of Messia. An ordinary border garrison Corps can complete the guard and resist the enemy in such a short time.
Looking at the chaotic border Corps camp under the floating ship, Locke and Angelina smiled bitterly.
Their floating ship would not have disturbed the Legion on on the ground, just as they had returned to forstan from the omor empire in a floating ship.
Unexpectedly, the entry of the six headed quasi step scorpion dragon reached the limit of the load-bearing of the small floating ship. Finally, it could only fly at a low altitude at a height of 2000 meters from the ground.
Along the way, I passed through seven or eight countries, large and small. Some countries passed through desert areas and did not disturb those countries. In some countries, when floating ships and two headed Warcraft appeared above their heads, countless ordinary people screamed panic and countless material losses were ushered in.
Most of those small countries are not as strong as the kingdom of Faustin. Not to mention the second-class knights, there are few first-class knights, and most first-class Knights have been recruited by the knight palace.
So that Locke and his party, who caused great disaster and chaos to those small countries, finally dared to govern.
Who dares to come out in front of two level Warcraft and six quasi level Warcraft.
The kings of those countries, whose brains were not filled with paste, could only recognize them by pinching their noses in the end.
No, some brave people sent their own strong people to communicate with the people in the sky, but when these strong people saw the mark of the holy tower engraved on the floating ship, they all chose to calm down.
To their status and realm, few people have never heard of the Santa tower organization.
As the biggest force in the three western islands, Santa magicians can be unscrupulous in this third of an acre.
But today, after arriving at the omor Empire, Locke was not so lucky.
In the third Legion below the border, after the initial chaos, a first-class Knight flew into the sky and flew towards the deck of the floating ship.
The first-class knight, named Ryan, is the deputy commander of the third Legion and the only first-class knight in the third Legion.
"Please show me your identity and pass!" The first-class Knight Ryan, suspended in front of the floating ship, said in a low voice in the face of the pressure of two top-level Warcraft.
Generally, this kind of low-altitude flight does not require a passage order, but the breath of several quasi level Warcraft on the two end level Warcraft and the floating ship is too eye-catching. If you don't block it, I don't know how much damage it will bring to the towns along the road of the omor empire.
At this time, Locke stood up, smiled and saluted the first-class knight in mid air.
。。。
"So you don't have a pass?" Ryan, standing on the deck, took off his cyan helmet and showed a middle-aged face.
"Yes, my Lord." Locke replied.
Just now I have explained the truth to the first-class knight. A first-class knight, in Locke's current identity, still needs to be treated.
The middle-aged Knight Ryan scratched his yellow hair and made difficulties with the problems that Locke and others are now facing.
His sight and breath locked the two Warcraft on both sides as soon as he approached the floating ship.
The blue level Warcraft is OK, and Ryan is confident that he can defeat it, but the purple scorpion dragon, Ryan just locks his breath, and he feels a little frightened.
What kind of monster is this? Ryan scolded in his heart.
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In the chapter of two yards late at night, I feel like I'm going to become a night owl.
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Today, the third Legion stationed on the border of the omor Empire welcomed an uninvited guest.
Early in the morning, soldier Gree just yawned and woke up from his sleep.
Leaning on a fine iron spear, he went to the sentry outside the camp and handed over with the scouts and guards on duty inside.
It is located at the southern border of the omore empire. There has been no battle here for decades. God knows why those noble lords settled a corps of 8000 here.
Will those small countries in the South fight? Stop kidding!
After chatting with the familiar guard, Gree stood in the sentry post, changed a comfortable position against the wall and began his duty.
The guard who finished the handover didn't stay at the sentry for a long time. He hurried back to the camp to sleep.
It was just daybreak, and there was still some time before the morning exercises in the military camp. Gree's eyelids began to stare and fight up and down.
There won't be an officer to inspect anyway. Just sleep for a while. After so persuading himself in his heart, Gree leaned against the wall and his eyes became blurred.
Hey? It's only August now, and the Geese migrate?
On the horizon, three black spots appeared. Half asleep and half awake, Gree subconsciously thought that it was a flock of geese migrating during the change of season.
When the black spot got closer and closer, Gree's eyes hallucinated again. A flying ship? Gree blinked subconsciously. His hometown is led by petersas in the south. This province is rich in water resources, and the river, lake and other water systems are complex. There are many freight ships coming and going.
Gree is familiar with ships.
Looking at the ship flying in the sky, Glenn giggled. What broken ship and oar did he dream of? Where are the sails? And this is a ship flying in the sky?
Looking around, Glenn felt that he could no longer see the ship, because he felt that the appearance of the ship was insulting his IQ.
This turn did not matter, but Glenn saw a scene he would never forget in his life.
Two huge flying dragons with a wingspan of nearly 20 meters appeared on the left and right sides of the ship. Gree looked directly at the purple flying dragon which was a little bigger than the other one.
It was a strange Warcraft with a scorpion head, huge wings and dark tail hook, whose upper body was almost covered with purple scales. Just looking at it, it would feel chilly.
What Gree happened to see was the brown vertical pupil, long and narrow vertical pupil, ferocious face of the purple scorpion dragon, plus the sharp scales and barbs all over his body. Gree woke up in a moment, with layers of cold sweat on his back.
It's not a dream, it's true!
The soldiers who can be scouts and sentinels all have good eyesight. Gree rubbed his face with his back and looked at the sky carefully. Yes, it was really a ship flying in the sky and two huge and terrible Warcraft.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Gree shook the giant clock beside the tower crazily.
The soldiers in the camp were suddenly awakened.
"Where? Where?"
"Where is the enemy?"
After being awakened by the alarm bell, many soldiers rushed out of the camp with their weapons, regardless of their untidy armor.
It has to be said that the overall quality of the soldiers of the omor empire is better than that of the soldiers of other kingdoms or principalities on the mainland of Messia. An ordinary border garrison Corps can complete the guard and resist the enemy in such a short time.
Looking at the chaotic border Corps camp under the floating ship, Locke and Angelina smiled bitterly.
Their floating ship would not have disturbed the Legion on on the ground, just as they had returned to forstan from the omor empire in a floating ship.
Unexpectedly, the entry of the six headed quasi step scorpion dragon reached the limit of the load-bearing of the small floating ship. Finally, it could only fly at a low altitude at a height of 2000 meters from the ground.
Along the way, I passed through seven or eight countries, large and small. Some countries passed through desert areas and did not disturb those countries. In some countries, when floating ships and two headed Warcraft appeared above their heads, countless ordinary people screamed panic and countless material losses were ushered in.
Most of those small countries are not as strong as the kingdom of Faustin. Not to mention the second-class knights, there are few first-class knights, and most first-class Knights have been recruited by the knight palace.
So that Locke and his party, who caused great disaster and chaos to those small countries, finally dared to govern.
Who dares to come out in front of two level Warcraft and six quasi level Warcraft.
The kings of those countries, whose brains were not filled with paste, could only recognize them by pinching their noses in the end.
No, some brave people sent their own strong people to communicate with the people in the sky, but when these strong people saw the mark of the holy tower engraved on the floating ship, they all chose to calm down.
To their status and realm, few people have never heard of the Santa tower organization.
As the biggest force in the three western islands, Santa magicians can be unscrupulous in this third of an acre.
But today, after arriving at the omor Empire, Locke was not so lucky.
In the third Legion below the border, after the initial chaos, a first-class Knight flew into the sky and flew towards the deck of the floating ship.
The first-class knight, named Ryan, is the deputy commander of the third Legion and the only first-class knight in the third Legion.
"Please show me your identity and pass!" The first-class Knight Ryan, suspended in front of the floating ship, said in a low voice in the face of the pressure of two top-level Warcraft.
Generally, this kind of low-altitude flight does not require a passage order, but the breath of several quasi level Warcraft on the two end level Warcraft and the floating ship is too eye-catching. If you don't block it, I don't know how much damage it will bring to the towns along the road of the omor empire.
At this time, Locke stood up, smiled and saluted the first-class knight in mid air.
。。。
"So you don't have a pass?" Ryan, standing on the deck, took off his cyan helmet and showed a middle-aged face.
"Yes, my Lord." Locke replied.
Just now I have explained the truth to the first-class knight. A first-class knight, in Locke's current identity, still needs to be treated.
The middle-aged Knight Ryan scratched his yellow hair and made difficulties with the problems that Locke and others are now facing.
His sight and breath locked the two Warcraft on both sides as soon as he approached the floating ship.
The blue level Warcraft is OK, and Ryan is confident that he can defeat it, but the purple scorpion dragon, Ryan just locks his breath, and he feels a little frightened.
What kind of monster is this? Ryan scolded in his heart.
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In the chapter of two yards late at night, I feel like I'm going to become a night owl.
Today, the third Legion stationed on the border of the omor Empire welcomed an uninvited guest.Early in the morning, soldier Gree just yawned and woke up from his sleep.Leaning on a fine iron spear, he went to the sentry outside the camp and handed over with the scouts and guards on duty inside.It is located at the southern border of the omore empire. There has been no battle here for decades. God knows why those noble lords settled a corps of 8000 here.Will those small countries in the South fight? Stop kidding!After chatting with the familiar guard, Gree stood in the sentry post, changed a comfortable position against the wall and began his duty.The guard who finished the handover didn't stay at the sentry for a long time. He hurried back to the camp to sleep.It was just daybreak, and there was still some time before the morning exercises in the military camp. Gree's eyelids began to stare and fight up and down.There won't be an officer to inspect anyway. Just sleep for a while. After so persuading himself in his heart, Gree leaned against the wall and his eyes became blurred.Hey? It's only August now, and the Geese migrate?On the horizon, three black spots appeared. Half asleep and half awake, Gree subconsciously thought that it was a flock of geese migrating during the change of season.When the black spot got closer and closer, Gree's eyes hallucinated again. A flying ship? Gree blinked subconsciously. His hometown is led by petersas in the south. This province is rich in water resources, and the river, lake and other water systems are complex. There are many freight ships coming and going.Gree is familiar with ships.Looking at the ship flying in the sky, Glenn giggled. What broken ship and oar did he dream of? Where are the sails? And this is a ship flying in the sky?Looking around, Glenn felt that he could no longer see the ship, because he felt that the appearance of the ship was insulting his IQ.This turn did not matter, but Glenn saw a scene he would never forget in his life.Two huge flying dragons with a wingspan of nearly 20 meters appeared on the left and right sides of the ship. Gree looked directly at the purple flying dragon which was a little bigger than the other one.It was a strange Warcraft with a scorpion head, huge wings and dark tail hook, whose upper body was almost covered with purple scales. Just looking at it, it would feel chilly.What Gree happened to see was the brown vertical pupil, long and narrow vertical pupil, ferocious face of the purple scorpion dragon, plus the sharp scales and barbs all over his body. Gree woke up in a moment, with layers of cold sweat on his back.It's not a dream, it's true!The soldiers who can be scouts and sentinels all have good eyesight. Gree rubbed his face with his back and looked at the sky carefully. Yes, it was really a ship flying in the sky and two huge and terrible Warcraft."Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Gree shook the giant clock beside the tower crazily.The soldiers in the camp were suddenly awakened."Where? Where?""Where is the enemy?"After being awakened by the alarm bell, many soldiers rushed out of the camp with their weapons, regardless of their untidy armor.It has to be said that the overall quality of the soldiers of the omor empire is better than that of the soldiers of other kingdoms or principalities on the mainland of Messia. An ordinary border garrison Corps can complete the guard and resist the enemy in such a short time.Looking at the chaotic border Corps camp under the floating ship, Locke and Angelina smiled bitterly.Their floating ship would not have disturbed the Legion on on the ground, just as they had returned to forstan from the omor empire in a floating ship.Unexpectedly, the entry of the six headed quasi step scorpion dragon reached the limit of the load-bearing of the small floating ship. Finally, it could only fly at a low altitude at a height of 2000 meters from the ground.Along the way, I passed through seven or eight countries, large and small. Some countries passed through desert areas and did not disturb those countries. In some countries, when floating ships and two headed Warcraft appeared above their heads, countless ordinary people screamed panic and countless material losses were ushered in.Most of those small countries are not as strong as the kingdom of Faustin. Not to mention the second-class knights, there are few first-class knights, and most first-class Knights have been recruited by the knight palace.So that Locke and his party, who caused great disaster and chaos to those small countries, finally dared to govern.Who dares to come out in front of two level Warcraft and six quasi level Warcraft.The kings of those countries, whose brains were not filled with paste, could only recognize them by pinching their noses in the end.No, some brave people sent their own strong people to communicate with the people in the sky, but when these strong people saw the mark of the holy tower engraved on the floating ship, they all chose to calm down.To their status and realm, few people have never heard of the Santa tower organization.As the biggest force in the three western islands, Santa magicians can be unscrupulous in this third of an acre.But today, after arriving at the omor Empire, Locke was not so lucky.In the third Legion below the border, after the initial chaos, a first-class Knight flew into the sky and flew towards the deck of the floating ship.The first-class knight, named Ryan, is the deputy commander of the third Legion and the only first-class knight in the third Legion."Please show me your identity and pass!" The first-class Knight Ryan, suspended in front of the floating ship, said in a low voice in the face of the pressure of two top-level Warcraft.Generally, this kind of low-altitude flight does not require a passage order, but the breath of several quasi level Warcraft on the two end level Warcraft and the floating ship is too eye-catching. If you don't block it, I don't know how much damage it will bring to the towns along the road of the omor empire.At this time, Locke stood up, smiled and saluted the first-class knight in mid air."So you don't have a pass?" Ryan, standing on the deck, took off his cyan helmet and showed a middle-aged face."Yes, my Lord." Locke replied.Just now I have explained the truth to the first-class knight. A first-class knight, in Locke's current identity, still needs to be treated.The middle-aged Knight Ryan scratched his yellow hair and made difficulties with the problems that Locke and others are now facing.His sight and breath locked the two Warcraft on both sides as soon as he approached the floating ship.The blue level Warcraft is OK, and Ryan is confident that he can defeat it, but the purple scorpion dragon, Ryan just locks his breath, and he feels a little frightened.What kind of monster is this? Ryan scolded in his heart.---------------------In the chapter of two yards late at night, I feel like I'm going to become a night owl.
