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Chapter 350 The troops are approaching the city

Lothar is aware of Fringilla's potential. Although her real power period lies in the tyrant transformation of the second stage, this is enough to prove her potential from the side.

The strongest five-star in the novice stage is definitely not a deserved one.

Jeanne raised her chin, her face full of teasing: Hey, are you really not going to catch up with Prajna and the others?

That's not necessary.

Although they had been away for a month, Lothar knew very well that in reality, they were still in Anna's manor, and they were even sleeping in the same bed as Prajna. If they really wanted to reminisce about the past, it would be better to talk about it after they woke up.

Tsk, sir, you are so cruel. I think Fulin and Miss Prajna really miss you.

I miss you all too, but the most urgent thing right now is to deal with the coalition of nineteen wolf families.

Lothar crushed the lit cigarette. Bad habits were born out of boredom. Even for a person like him who could endure loneliness, a journey of a hundred thousand miles under the sea was too boring. During this period, he even I fell in love with playing dice with zombie sailors.

It's quite interesting to say that those living dead who are not afraid of heaven and earth will always get a thousand results when playing dice. Even Captain Hogg is the same. If they are caught, they will be thrown into the sea and soak in the sea for a whole day, and they still enjoy it. .

Nineteen wolf clans, ha, it sounds like the eighteen princes are fighting for power. What we stand under our feet is Hulao Pass.

Lothar was a little surprised and said: Have you seen the Three Kingdoms? Then who is Lu Bu?

Jeanne said unceremoniously: Of course it's me.

That's quite loud. Don't forget that you are only at the first level of proficiency now and are still far from your peak strength.

Although there are seeds of rebellion in the wolf tribe, they are still very early in the process of taking root and sprouting, and there is no comparison with the scattered 18th princes.

Jeanne snorted softly: If I were at my peak, even their wolf master wouldn't dare to show his teeth to me.

Lothar said thoughtfully: You can be considered a rare soldier. Wear a scarf later and don't let them easily recognize you. Let's find a chance to see if we can kill the 'Ripper'.

Jeanne shrugged: It's unlikely. After all, this holy spear is still too conspicuous - if it returns to its previous rusty appearance, it might be easier to hide it from others.

The intensity of the battle that will follow will definitely be high. It is really unlikely that she will hide the holy spear and not use it. What's more, as the commander of the expeditionary force, the possibility that this ripper will end up personally in the early stages of the war is extremely slim. .

Just do your best. If you don't have a chance, it won't hurt to kill one or two of the enemy's more powerful centurions.

The two were chatting.

Accompanied by a roar.

There were streaks of fire in the mountains.

The cannonballs fired at a direct angle exploded on the towers protruding from the city wall.

The gravel splashed like raindrops.

These wolf expeditionary troops arrived so quietly, pairs of green eyes, densely packed like fireflies in midsummer on the dark mountain road.

So fast?

Since the enemy's top combat power was crushed in both quality and quantity, and there were families like the Saluzzo family that were good at stealth and assassination, the Texas Wolf Clan did not set up sentries in the mountains and forests at all.

These bastards arrived too soon!

Kill them!

At the top of the city, the Texas wolves, who had been waiting for a long time, began to enter the predetermined combat location. They used the groups they used as mounted police as combat units and entered the various defense facilities of the castle in an orderly manner.

The Texas Wolves are obviously not as elite as their opponents, but their advantages are also obvious, that is, they are more organized and disciplined.

There was another loud noise.

A tower built protruding from the city wall was directly penetrated by a cannonball. The terrifying shock wave ejected masonry fragments and shrapnel, and could even be embedded in the solid stone city wall.

This is definitely not one of those small-caliber rapid-fire cannons!

Jeanne shouted at the top of her lungs: It should be a magic scroll. I hope they only have this one.

Lothar was slightly startled. In this era where gunpowder weapons and extraordinary weapons were advancing hand in hand, he had almost forgotten that there was such a thing as a magic scroll.

There is only one, which is obviously impossible.

Lothar was thinking, a piece of shrapnel suddenly flew past his cheek, leaving a shallow blood mark, and then directly penetrated the head of a Texas wolf clan, splitting it from the center, and embedded it in the head. in stone.

He touched the blood stains on his cheek with lingering fear.

Although the Black Dragon of Luck can't make Lothar look like the protagonist's aura, being able to avoid being injured even if there is smoke, surviving falling into the water, and drawing human bodies, it can also prevent him from dying like a minion because of some accidents on the battlefield. Silent and silent.

The enemy is coming!

Jeanne suddenly spoke.

The loud noise covered up the enemy's silent climb up the mountain wall.

Cellinina, who was on another tower, suddenly jumped up. The place where she was originally left a deep sword mark. The two elite wolves stationed here with her fell to the ground and died. Gotta be quiet.

Opposite him, a tall wolf wearing a black trench coat and two swords on his waist slowly appeared: You hid well just now. No wonder you can successfully escape from the encirclement of the Yaxi wolf tribe.

teacher?

She frowned.

You don't have to call me that.

The wolf tribe opposite had a ferocious scar on his face that almost ran through his entire face. He should have been very handsome before, but with this scar, his appearance was completely ruined.

He smiled and said: Although it is a pity that we meet on such an occasion, I will not hold back.

Chelinina frowned: Do you really want to help the Yaksi family?

Stop talking nonsense, No. 3, let me see what you have learned and whether you are qualified to inherit the swordsmanship of the Saluzzo family.

As soon as she finished speaking, a powerful slash struck Chelinina.

Rather than saying this is a sneak attack, it is better to say this is a signal for the battle to begin.

Because the assassins of the Saluzzo family are always best at taking human lives silently.

The weighted ball of the cross sword in Lothar's hand hit the head of the wolf warrior in front of him hard.

For an ordinary person, suffering such a heavy blow would probably break his skull, but the opponent in front of him just shook his head and reached out to grab Lothar's calf.

The strong force coming from the opponent's fingertips caused a sharp pain in his calf bones.

Lothar did not hesitate to chop off his arm, then raised his leg and kicked him down into the abyss. At this time, a huge brazier had been lit on the tower. By the light of the fire, he could see the densely packed figures on the mountain wall. .

Behind him, a gust of fishy wind came.

When he looked back, he saw a werewolf with a huge mouth open, full of fangs that almost pierced his head.

boom--

The werewolf's movements froze, and then turned into a burst of flying ash.

Jeanne shook off the non-existent stains on the holy spear coolly and smiled at him.

Be careful, my lord, I don't want to see you die in front of me again.

I try my best.

Lothar swallowed.

In this chaotic battlefield, there are crises everywhere, stemming from Hans's beastly intuition, which puts him in a state of being in a state of thorns at the back all the time.

He looked at the tower opposite. Among the burning wreckage and ruins, not even a single living figure could be seen. If the other party had aimed at him before, he would probably be dead now.

Prajna's talent makes him temporarily immune to physical damage.

Jeanne's bond with him can also share some of the damage for herself.

Coupled with the extra health bonus from the King of Heroes milestone, the combination of the three would not make it possible for Lothar to survive that kind of bombardment.

After all, it was not actually a bombardment at all, but a magic scroll.

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