(Commuter pass plus change 9/27)

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At this moment, Nandao is also under attack.

A large number of orcs launched an attack on the tight defense line of the 'Hundred Miles Great Wall' in an extremely scattered formation, crying and shouting.

It turned out to be a bit funny, a large number of herbivorous orcs on the city wall shouted, and then ran to the city wall and surrendered.

Because most of the attackers are also herbivorous orcs, they were forced to attack by the Tiger King Tiger, and I don't know why, anyway, it was the Tiger King's warlords who drove one orc clan after another of different races, forcing them to send.

Sending is sending, and whether to die or not is another question.

Peck Rabi finally showed a high charismatic role, several clans, and before even the front of the line of defense, the dandruff rabbit jumped over BB and actually had the ability to say that it had descended to the opposite side.

A large number of herbivorous orcs laid down their arms and entered the defensive line.

When I asked, I found out that the food supply in the southeast province had collapsed, a large number of undead creatures had attacked, interfering with the hunting grounds, and a large number of prey had gone out of business, coupled with the sudden rise in temperature, making the already barren land even less hay and plants.

The beastmaster, who could not supply food, forced the herbivorous orcs to attack Nandao.

Maybe it's the idea of consuming a wave of South Province.

Who would have thought that someone is farming scientifically here, and there are a large number of fish, shrimp and crab carcasses as fertilizer, even if the sun is strong, as long as there is water and fertilizer, plus a self-made awning, the grain production is unharmed.

There is no lack of anything, but there is a lack of coolies.

Tiger King's operation is more like sending warmth.

Orcs will never be slaves unless they are fed and sheltered.

This sentence is most embodied in Namdo.

Standing on the top of the bunker of the ghost crab [straight hit], Ash looked to the southeast and muttered, "The northwest side is fighting." ”

Joanna sat on the edge of the bunker and sulked: "Why can they make meritorious contributions, we are idle here until death." ”

Ash smiled, "If it weren't for Peko, it would have been a bitter battle right now." Let's take the credit for it. ”

"By the way, Ash, I still have a chance to catch Jason, right?"

"No, he doesn't like you. ”

"Oh. That's it. Joanna was straight: "With you, it's enough to guarantee our status." ”

"Even if you can't be his woman, you have to work hard! Don't let people squeeze your follower position. ”

"Got it, got it!" Joanna looked at Pink Kumar on the wall, the druid hero, who was also meticulously completing the patrol mission.

For some reason, it always feels like the decisive battle is approaching.

The three of them, plus a rabbit who can't fight, are all the heroes of the Southern Front.

On the Northwest Road, the quasi-heroes of the undead appeared.

Seeing the lineup opposite, Wang Hao was really a little envious and jealous.

The family foundation accumulated over 3,000 years is too thick.

Wang Hao can meet unavoidable generals here, and the Scorpion King grabs a handful.

Twelve immortal generals, all holding a golden tower shield with a skeleton relief in their left hand, walked out slowly.

Precious green agate and rubies were inlaid on the edge of the shield as if they were not for money, and many resentful spirits were bound to the shield that looked like a small gate to hell, and they kept letting out a heart-wrenching wail.

Armed with golden spears or brilliant golden scimitars, these undead generals wrapped in mummified strips of cloth were stained with the blood of their enemies and the fragments of their souls in every inch of their bodies.

They are the messengers of death who walk on the earth.

The difference between quasi-heroes and ordinary elites is too huge, the crushing of various attributes, the strange specialties, and the fact that there is no warrior of the Abyss Legion who is one of its enemies.

Not to mention the player, even a big guy with tenacious vitality like the shield crab is just a matter of one knife and one shot.

Even if the shells bombarded them, they were either unscathed, or they were towed at random, and the shells did not know where to fly.

Right!

There is no absolute speed, and the cannonballs that come out of the black powder are just flying props that fly faster.

The crayfish player [Enron] was stunned to see that the cannonball that he had blasted past was cut in half by the quasi-hero named [Masalian], and with a slight wave of his right arm, the cannonball made of pig iron shell was cut in half.

Of course, in line with the production experience of [Peeing Cow Balls], the people of the Celestial Empire are very good at adding ingredients to cannonballs. The opponent fired all the shells and was hit. The holy water that had been spilled from it poured it on his head.

Unfortunately, it didn't work much.

The insufficiently concentrated holy water splattered onto the strip of cloth on the arm of the immortal general, and the power of light and the power of death solidified on the strip of cloth had a brief but fierce confrontation.

Finally, there was a "zig" sound, and it ended with the power of death canceling out the small amount of light.

The Death General gave [Enron] a real death gaze in an instant, a gaze that converged on the thoughts of death, which would cause people to fear and hallucinate. When he thought he was really going to die, he died.

Who knows...... Sand sculpture players don't eat this!

No matter how strong you are, can you always be strong?

At this time, the [Free Blue Bird] happened to be resurrected next to the fort. Each shield crab has a resurrection [Primary-Sea Altar] inserted into its body, which is the basic operation.

[Enron]: "Why do I think that guy wants to kill me?"

"Well, it's 500 meters away from that guy. Unless he turns infantry into cavalry, he can fly. [Free Blue Bird] came over, shamelessly blocked in front of [Enron], pouted at [Massarian], and patted himself: "Come on!

[Enron] has never seen such a strange request in his life.

The undead general on the other side was really angry, he used his dry toes to lightly pick up a spear used by sand sculpture players, and while inserting his spear into the ground, he took the gun he picked up, and exhaled: "Die-"

Sand sculpture players are too naïve.

The javelin world record for a normal human is more than 98 meters.

And a standard infantry quasi-hero will never have less than 200 points. Even if he is cursed, he still has five or six times the arm strength of ordinary people.

500 meters, it's really not a thing.

[An Ran] was shocked to see that [Free Blue Bird] had turned into [Large Intestine Sashimi], and said for a few seconds: "Dude, go all the way." ”

Spike! Spike! or Spike!

Their appearance changed the pattern of the entire battlefield.

Unless Wang Hao presses all the sand sculpture players, regardless of it, it is a quasi-hero, otherwise, only heroes can deal with heroes.

"Come on. Wang Hao gave an order.

A group of men came out of the main formation.

Guides of Light, Longo, Garudi, Luan, Kalandia, Anubis...... There are even Naga Cynthia, Ellerstine, Parana, and Sun Shangying.

Wang Hao pondered for two seconds, and finally raised his hand: "Shang Ying, you ...... You can't go. ”

Sun Shangying looked back in amazement, and suddenly smiled: "The future is made by yourself." You've been fighting for so long, and as your secretary, I can't boast about it. Besides, I'm not fighting alone!"

Huh, is it a delusion? Why do you think this girl is more beautiful?