"Luxembourg is ahead. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info""Okay, let's work harder." Let's go into town and let the news go to rest. Two Imperial City soldiers in gray-black armor sat on a large rock by the side of the road and conversed. They were signal corps sent to inform other towns to prepare for battle.

Located at the southern entrance to the snow-capped mountains of Linyerea, Luxembourg is a small town that sits on three main routes. And Pollin, the dwarven musketeer who was dominant twenty years ago, is also stationed here, "Let's go." One of the soldiers said, then turned and walked forward. But he did not hear the voice of his companion, instead, the sound of a knife plunging into his body flashed in his ears. The soldier's eyes then went dark, and when he looked back, he saw his companion with his broken neck lying paralyzed in the air, as if there was some support, and he himself fell in this amazement. In the silence, with the sound of blood dripping from nowhere, the soldier with his neck twisted fell to the ground. And then next to their corpses, a lizardman appeared out of thin air! Green skin, yellow eyes, the sharp knife in his hand is still dripping blood, and the crocodile-like mouth makes a slight sound. He looked at the town not far away, then shouted into the air behind him, his hand making a movement to follow, "Ku Ku Luo!" Then the green figure dissipated into the restless air。。。。。。

At the same time, the Iron Fist Fortress "Ding! While! "Ding! While... Dozens of workers were digging for something in the Iron Fist Square, and in the center of the Iron Fist Square, Malik always felt something calling to him, especially when he walked past the stone hammer lying next to the stone statue. And the hammer, because none of the gnolls could move it, not even everyone could move it in the slightest. And they paid no attention to the Tita and let it be there. "Oops, I can't do it anymore. Let me rest for a moment. A worker threw a triangular cart full of sand to the ground, sat down on a hammer, and walked away, beads of sweat dripping down his cheeks on the sand at Malik's feet. It didn't take long for the gnolls in the distance to spot him, and they came over waving the big stick in their hands, opened their fierce mouths, and roared, "Go to work!" The man pursed his dry lips, raised his eyelids to look at it weakly, and pleaded, "I can't do it anymore, let me rest, I haven't slept for two days." "Don't talk nonsense with me!" The gnoll screamed, and his stout right hand lifted and fell, and the spiked mace struck the man in the back, knocking him off the hammer. The man screamed, face down and touched his back with his hand, "Do you still want to sleep?!" Get me up and get to work. The other workers on the construction site all looked at this side, the anger in their hearts was burning silently, and Marik also looked at this scene with dissatisfaction, and said angrily, "Stop fighting!" When the gnolls saw Marik pleading, they slammed their clubs at him. Marik was startled, and his right hand subconsciously grabbed the sledgehammer of the stone carving, and waved it forward, "Bang!" There was a dull thud, and the gnolls were knocked out by Marik and fell into the sand dozens of meters away. Malik stood there with the sledgehammer in his right hand, and everyone present was equally stunned. "Click!" Suddenly, the outside of the sledgehammer suddenly cracked, and then it collapsed, revealing the contents inside, which was still a hammer, but there was no stone carving texture, the hammer head was carefully carved, the hammer body was forged in metal, and the grip was neatly engraved with four small characters - the hammer of the earth!

On the walls of Luxembourg, Pauline chatted with several hooded musketeers about his old story. "At that time, I looked at the enemy 2,000 meters away, and yes! That's 2000 meters. I thought to myself that I couldn't let him go back and report the news. I pondered, sharpened the bullet a little sharper, aimed at him at only one point, and raised the muzzle of the gun slightly. Bang! "The result?" Which people asked, their eyes full of curiosity. Pauline's beard raised, "Hmph, one shot!" It's true! Then I saw him fall down and never get up again. "Wow, that's amazing." The young musketeers looked at him adoringly, shouting, "Show your hands!" "Yes, show your hands!" Pauline squinted, looked out of the city, smiled mysteriously, took the musket from his back, and aimed somewhere outside the city, "Look!" "Bang!" A bullet burst into flames and hit the gasoline trap they had set up a few hundred meters outside the city. As soon as the flames flickered, they rose along the small strings in the oil. "Cut!" "Nothing." The group of young people let out a voice of disappointment, "It's just ruining our gasoline trap." "Alas~ the hero is old!"

Pollin listened to their discussion, laughed disdainfully, and then looked at this place very seriously, and said quietly, "inervermiss." "Suddenly, a lizardman appeared there out of thin air, and fell there stiffly, and everyone was startled, and suddenly became serious, and their right hands touched the musket on their backs." What was that? "Is it a lizardman?" The young musketeers looked flustered, not caring about Pauline's marksmanship, they all clenched the weapons in their hands, and Pollin smiled, "Hmph, I don't know one." "Chirp~tweet~tweet~!" The ignited fuse burned to the mechanism, and countless rockets rushed out of the surrounding trees with the slightest force, flying wildly in the clearing, and the screams came from the air, and the puddle of gasoline also swayed one after another, and there was also a continuous sound of falling to the ground. The musketeers thought they had encountered a ghost, and hurriedly told the city to close the gates. "Show me!" Pollin roared, and with the sound of an explosion, green lizardmen appeared and fell in the chaos. After the attack, a lizardman raised his knife above his head! "Up!" "Woo~!" "Woo~!" Behind them, a group of lizardmen stepped over the corpses of their companions and rushed towards the Luxembourg walls. "Horn! Horn! Horn Horn! Several muskets rang out at the same time, and the lizardmen who were at the front fell to the ground and rolled on the ground a few times. Gun emplacements on the gunners! A musketeer shouted. Some of the people behind them carried the cannonballs and ran to the higher castle tower on the side. "Horn! Trumpet~! "A small buckshot can't stop a large number of enemies, and then "Bang! With a bang, a cannonball smashed into the enemy group with firelight, shattering the surrounding land, and the group of lizardmen were instantly shattered by the cannonballs falling from the sky, and the surrounding enemies were also affected and fell to the ground!" Go on! The musketeer shouted, but when he turned around, he suddenly felt that the sun was blocked in front of him, and the gun was out of control, and he panicked, "Chua! When he came back to his senses, there was an extra scimitar on his chest, and a lizardman appeared holding a knife in his left hand and a gun in his right hand. Pollin yelled "Lizardman!" ”······

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