"Tank, I figured it out!" said Galen, who was overjoyed, and almost shouted, but fortunately, the veteran's instinct made him lower his voice when he spoke.

"Stupid!"

"Uh......"

With just one word, the tank completely extinguished Galen's excitement.

"Let's go down and have a look. "Galen has not yet recovered from the blow, and again heard the strange arrangement of the tank.

"Why?"

"That mage hasn't reappeared since he passed by that tree, and he's definitely from Atlan, so he shouldn't be in much danger. ”

"How do you know that man is our Atlantan?"

"In this Warcraft Forest, apart from the Northern Orcs and us Atlantans, where else can there be?

"That's right. ”

"You usually use your brain more, learn more from the team leader to see things, and don't always seem so stupid. ”

"......" Galen blushed and bowed his head......

"Don't be discouraged, you've only been with the team leader for a year, I've been with the team leader for almost four years, before I joined the group, others called me 'Tower', and after I joined the group, the people in the group called me 'wood'. ”

"Hah!" Galen smiled, and at the same time surprised, he could be called the tank of the "deputy leader" of the group, and there was such a past.

"Let's go, let's go down, although the other party is from the Empire, but you have to be careful, many times your own people stab your own people more insidiously and hard. ”

"Yes!" Galen listened to the tank's words, and the negative emotions were swept away, and the spirits were lifted and he quickly descended the tree, and hung a rope as he went down.

Tank was a spearman, a medium-sized helmet, and his spear, which was longer and thicker than the others used, and it would have been a bit difficult for him to climb up and down the trees without the help of this rope.

When Galen reached the ground, he drew his two swords from his back, leaned against the trees to guard against possible attacks around him, and waited for the tank to come down.

While it is well known that the Twin Musketeers focus on attack, Galen does the opposite, and is more adept at defending with his twin swords than attacking.

His nimble hands, vigorous steps, and skills were displayed, as long as the two swords were not cut off, ordinary attacks would not want to hurt him.

"Smack. "No matter how careful you are, the weight of the tank, when it falls to the ground, still makes a little noise. Of course, this sound is generally not a problem for the environment of the forest, unless you meet someone who is particularly good at hearing, you can distinguish the difference between the sound of the forest and the sound of the human body hitting the ground, so as to find out where the tank is.

Besides, the tank and Galen had planned to take the initiative, and it didn't matter if they would be heard by others.

"The mage is behind that tree, I'll go ahead, and when I get there, you'll outflank me left and right. As soon as the tank reached the ground, he said to Galen.

"Hmm. ”

The tank also drew the spear from his back, held it in both hands, pointed the spear forward, and then cautiously walked towards the mage's hiding place.

The tank had just taken a few steps when it suddenly remembered something and stopped.

"That's not right!"

"What's wrong?"

"We shouldn't show up!" The mage walked and walked, and suddenly stopped behind the tree, most likely aware of something, and we took the initiative to attack, or it became that he was in the dark, and we were in the light......

"So what now?"

"Alas, I'm still not as far-sighted as the team leader, and now I can only wait for the other party to strike first, and he is definitely no longer behind the tree now. ”

Tank and Galen were about to find a bunker first, and then look at the situation, but before they could start moving, they were interrupted by an interrogation, which should be considered "the other party's shot".

"You are soldiers of the fortress of Versailles?"

Tank and Galen looked at each other, not knowing whether to answer the mage's question or how to answer it.

"I'm the deputy head of the Imperial Royal Guard Wizard Legion, Duke. The mage was not hiding, either, jumping down from the tree where the tank and Galen were about to outflank, and went straight to the door.

"Tank, did that guy climb the tree so high after so long?" Galen actually cared that Master Duke was climbing the tree too slowly......

"Ahem...... Someone else is a mage, can he be like you with a two-sword warrior?" Tank replied to Galen, but it immediately occurred to him that he was not talking about it at this time.

"Are you despising the dignity of the mage?" Master Duke was already annoyed, after separating from Dean Vener, he didn't dare to take the "path of shock" and got lost, and then met a Yaksha demon wolf, fortunately, the Yaksha demon wolf seemed to have a prey target......

As a venerable mage and the deputy head of the illustrious Guards Wizard Legion, when has Duke ever been so embarrassed? When has he ever suffered such a crime? It was nothing to follow Dean Wiener who was higher than him before, and as soon as he separated from Dean Wiener, Duke, who was used to serving his servants and subordinates, was discouraged.

Along the way, not adapting to the environment of the Warcraft Forest, injuries, getting lost, and the threat of Warcraft all hit Master Duke's mind together, panicking on the surface, and there was a nameless fire in his heart, which burned more and more.

I finally met two small soldiers who could be called, and they dared to ignore my existence?

"Lightning strike!" Duke's face was full of rage, aiming at the spear warrior in the lead, and directly used the magic with the greatest attack power he had burned!

A dazzling bolt of lightning shot out from Master Duke's staff, using up the lightning inlaid with hedron energy on the staff, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed to the front door of the spear warrior tank.

When the tank heard that the mage was his own, he had already let down his guard, and even answered Galen lightly.

The tank stationed at the north gate of the fortress of Versailles for a long time rarely dealt with mages, and he usually didn't find any other special places for the mages in the fortress garrison, he didn't expect that this mage from the imperial capital would turn his face so quickly and kill so much!

The tank didn't react at all, and took the fatal blow so straight that his entire face was shattered by lightning......

The tank, who died in the blink of an eye, his body became a hollow shell, and without the brain to coordinate his body, he soon fell to his knees weakly, and then fell to the ground......

"That's what happens when you ignore the mage!" Duke said in a voice that seemed to be stunned Galen, and what he felt was extremely majestic, as he took out a new magic crystal, ready to replace the one on his wand that was already dull.

After Duke killed the tank, he didn't have any burden in his heart at all, wasn't it just a small soldier, in his eyes, the small soldier was like a mustard.

The grass mustard that has grown too much has affected the mood of the mage, why don't you cut it off and keep it? You can be killed by the mage master himself, to dissipate the anger in the heart of the mage, and it is also a well-deserved death.

"Now you have to answer Lord Ben's question, are you a soldier of Versailles?" Duke held the new magic crystal in one hand and the magic wand in the other, and did not even look at Galen.

In the imperial capital, if you kill one of them in front of a group of small soldiers or slaves, or even civilians, they will immediately flee in panic, or they will kneel on the ground in fear and beg for mercy......

"What, scared silly, or you want to die too!" Duke was strange, he had all the magic crystals loaded, but the little soldier with the two swords didn't respond for a long time.

Duke looked up, and he saw that the other party had an expression that was about to eat him, but he just stood there, not taking revenge or running away.

"Do you want me to do it?" This kind of little soldier, Duke has not seen it in the imperial capital, basically they are not very knowledgeable, I don't know that some people in this society can't be provoked, and I don't know how many catties and taels they have, and at the same time, they are not very bold.

Duke was ready to scare the other party, let this soldier lead the way obediently, and lead him to the garrison of the fortress of Versailles, the abbot of Wiener had said before that he would meet the garrison of the fortress before he arrived at Versailles, and he really met, but he did meet two lowly soldiers.

......A faint but strange sound of wind came from Duke's ears, and he had already focused on Galen, who had already lifted his magic wand and released a gold-stone mixture with a "paralyzing" effect—a glimmer of lightning—to Galen, and at this time he was completely unguarded in other directions around him, and the sound of the wind easily crossed his wrist.

A streak of blood appeared on the wrist of Duke's hand holding his magic wand, and Duke just glanced at it and didn't pay much attention to it, because it was only that streak of blood, and there was only a very slight pain.

But then, Duke felt a slight pain coming from the exposed skin all over his body, and he touched it with his hands, and his face, hands, and throat were bloodshot!

Duke finally sensed that something was wrong, and he was about to pestle his magic wand to the ground to release the "Ring of Resistance", but a sharp pain came from his wrist, this time not bloodshot, but a splattered of blood!

"Ahh

"Ahh

Duke gradually became a blood man!

Galen, who took a few steps at random, dodged the "paralyzing" lightning, and at this time he still looked at Duke with an angry face, just like that, at Duke who had shrunk to a ball.

His face was full of anger, but his eyes were full of tears......

Galen put away his swords, gave Duke one last hard look, turned and walked over to the tank's corpse lying on the ground, and picked it up.

Galen was holding the corpse of a tank almost twice his size, his face already covered with tears......

"Tank, let's go find the team leader first, and then we'll take you home. Galen carried the tank corpse and ran in the direction of the "Road of Shock".

Before running away, his tear-filled eyes glanced at a patch of dead leaves not far behind Duke, who was screaming incessantly.

From Galen's position, an "X" could be faintly seen in the dead leaves!