Section 489: The DivisionIV.

After running back a little bit, looking at the crowd coming from the corner, Marceau stretched out his hand and hugged his long waist: "Gaga! Flame! everyone go to the roof!", and then the kitten's flying claws immediately grabbed the top of the house on the south side, Flame walked to the side of the halfling thief and hugged her waist and learned Marceau's routine to go to the roof, Gaga turned into a jackdaw, flapping his wings and flew up, while the other druid turned into a ferocious eagle, grabbing the halfling mage and flying a little reluctantly.

"Why are you so fat?" shouted Druid vanney.

In this regard, Mr. Halfling apparently said: "I call it sturdy." ”

Marceau had already jumped over the gap between the roofs at this time, then pulled out his knife and cut off the legs of the long table, turned his head and put the entire long table round on the roofs on both sides, and then looked at Chang Chang and stretched out his hand: "Come here quickly." Long climbed directly onto the handrail, and then ran over, followed by the halfling thief.

And Flame, who jumped behind Marceau, had already run to the entrance of the platform, pushed a large box to the entrance, and then came to the other side of the house: "Marceau, we have some trouble. ”

Marceau immediately came to Flame's side, and following Flame's guidance, he saw the legion walking along the avenue - bright armor appearance, beautiful helmet and long feathers, spears like a forest, and the flag officer holding a broken gray panda flag in front of the team, if it weren't for the crimson light that overflowed from the eyes of these shape-shaped armor and stomach-covered helmets, this would be the image of an elite warband of the 'Yellowstone's Phalangists' that could not be more standard.

"Looks like some warband of 'Yellowstone's Long Party Lances'. The halfling mage looked at the warbands on the street and said, "It's a pity that they are now evil walking claws, the toys of a certain parrot, can any of you confirm their identity, I don't know much about these guys." ”

"I know that the Phalangists of Yellowstone are a role-playing warband in which the Chinese of Earth are the decisive force. In the first open era, they were a staunch camp of goodness, and in the later three open ups, they also followed in the footsteps of goodness and morality, until the fourth open era, the entire war group participated in the Song people's battle to recover the mainland. But soon after the war began, the first and only generation of the 'Yellowstone's Phalangists' Grand Master Elder died, and his heirs did not choose to inherit the war group, so the whole war group went to split, and the three regiment leaders declared themselves orthodox to each other, so the Phalangists finally split into three large war groups that were not subordinate to each other, the largest one chose to stay in the homeland of the Song people, the most elite one returned to Ayarok after the war, and the third team ...... They threw themselves into the arms of the evil gods. At this moment, a historian of conscience replied.

"That should be the Thirteenth Regiment of the Falangists. This regiment exists as a legendary regiment in the fourth open era, and their regimental flag is the grizzly panda painted on the flag, I just took a look at the history of the war group under the Ayarok chronicle, and found that this war group is the old foundation that existed in the first open era, but I didn't expect it...... There will be a day when they will see them under the banner of the evil gods, what are these seniors thinking? The halfling thief leaned on the guardrail and looked down and scolded, "I bet the evil camp will never send only such a warband, and the parrot is not a stingy fellow." If such an elite can be released, other warbands will definitely support them. Flame looked at the street and exclaimed, "Trust me. We're in big trouble. ”

"yes, I've seen the idiots who have taken refuge in evil rush to the rooftops. With that, Marceau shattered the long table as a means of passage with a flying claw, and the two minions who had jumped on the long table fell down screaming.

"Let's hurry over and get back to Seongnam as soon as possible so that we can be considered safe. After Marceau finished speaking, he clapped his hands at Chang Chang: "Little one." Come on my back. ”

"Ahh Gaga flapped her wings to follow, while Flame followed Marceau's route with the halfling thieves, and finally the Fervent Eagle Druid grabbed the halfling mage.

"I told you how many times to lose weight, you just didn't listen, you said how heavy you are. On the other side, the druid was still complaining, and the halfling mage obviously didn't waste a chance to talk to his friends, he followed Marceau and the others to the south side, took out a hook, organically combined it with his waist bag, hung it on the rope and slid to the roof of the south side.

"Brother, fly higher, help us keep an eye on our surroundings!" shouted the halfling thief as he reached out and dragged his mage teammate up to the roof.

"No problem, be careful!" Vanney had no intention of refusing his sister's order.

Fanny was climbing here, Marceau and the others had already climbed over the gaps between several houses, and the cat cub, who was the trail opener, was still free to pull the trigger on the reddened guys nearby, knocking down all the guys who wanted to disrupt the trip, and Flame also contributed a lot, Marceau was a little surprised to find that this girl's marksmanship was good - you must know that when Marceau first saw Flame in her last life, it would be good if her marksmanship could not kill her own people, huh...... Maybe it's a little change, Marceau remembers that in addition to marksmanship, Flame's cooking skills are also different, and when he first saw Flame, Marceau's theoretical cooking skills were enough to hang five five-color teams.

As it is now, you can feel that the craftsmanship of the flame is really good when you eat something, you must know that as a cat cub who remembers fighting and eating, it is difficult to remember the appearance of an enemy, but remembering a person who is willing to be good to him is really as simple as eating and drinking.

But...... Forget it, Marceau thought, while stepping to the edge of the guardrail, the kitten jumped up and buckled the sheathed short sword to the rope, and then quickly slid down to the small house on the third floor across the street, turned around and caught the long, this girl is very sensible, and unexpectedly these actions, which made Marceau a little embarrassed, after all, he thought that this little girl would not and deliberately hugged her.

Soon the others came, and when the last halfling jumped on the rope and slid halfway, the rope suddenly broke, and then everyone watched as the halfling fell to the ground.

"Damn!" everyone scrambled downstairs, and Fanny grabbed the halfling first, and immediately walked into the room with the halfling mage in his arms as soon as the door opened.

"Where can you still move?" Chang Jiu, as a priest, immediately began to ask the maid mage, and then sighed: "I'm afraid I won't be able to get up, I don't feel it in my waist now." ”

Hearing this, Marceau glanced at the crowd, then walked up to the dwarf and patted him on the leg: "Do you feel it?"

"No, I'm starting to regret why I didn't lose weight. The halfling sighed quietly as he looked at the crowd in front of him: "Why don't you leave?" )