With a roar of rage, the Tavern War officially began. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I grabbed the bottle and knocked out a guy who pounced on me, then kicked a sluggish drunk under the table with one leg. The warrior Fenix was even more violent, he directly dismantled a chair, picked up two chair legs as weapons, and knocked down three or four provocative guys in an instant.

Paladin Ares is finally free from the shackles of adding blood to us, and he doesn't care about the Paladin's creed. I saw him rush towards a lost traveler, and he couldn't help but kick it. The poor guy who was kicked fell to the floor with a confused and confused expression, and before he passed out, he didn't forget to shout: Demacia.

A group of people are scuffling together, which inevitably makes some people who watch the excitement get involved in the battle group. At first, there were still people who came up to fight, but after another punch and kick, the people who pulled the fight couldn't help but join the fight.

"Tavern time! Aha! The dwarf stood on the table, holding two glasses of ale that had been snatched from nowhere. With each drink, he would throw empty cups at those who had not joined the melee, and more and more people were joining the melee like this. After a while, however, the whole tavern was boiling.

Elsewhere, fights in taverns can lead to tragedy. But not in this place where mercenaries and adventurers gather, because everyone is a master of fighting and brawling, and they all have a sense of proportion. Almost every adventurer has experienced such a situation, so everyone just sees it as a way to vent their emotions, which is known as tavern time.

At first, everyone was still looking for people to fight, but then it turned into a real scuffle. It doesn't matter who is standing opposite, let's talk about a bottle of wine first.

"You purple eggplant with long ears, Lao Tzu has long looked at you unpleasantly!"

"Horned demon, eat your eggplant daddy punch!" Night Elves and Draenei cannons slam into Flying Legs.

"Little potatoes rolling all over the ground, I'm going to crush you, haha...... Yes!!! The human chased the dwarf and stepped on it, but unexpectedly, the dwarf ran two steps and flew up and bit the human knee.

The arrogant High Elf was scared out of a cold sweat by the dwarf's attack, because of the difference in height, the dwarf's left hook and right hook are always dangling under the High Elf.

"Long live humanity!" A drunken humanist shouted feverishly.

"Hooray, you meowed!" A Night Elf druid slaps the Zealot against the wall. "I'm more than 10,000 years old, what did I say!"

"We all have to fight, we have to fight, and whoever doesn't fight won't give it to him!" Several of the dwarves drank with their tongues wide and shouted with their glasses raised.

A buddy who had just knocked down his opponent heard the dwarves' words and came over to ask for a drink. After a glass, he praised: "Good wine!" But before he finished speaking, he was slapped to the ground by a wine glass from the person next to him.

The battle in the tavern is different from on the battlefield, everyone knows in their hearts that they can't kill anyone. Therefore, in the midst of the melee, no one drew his blade, and no one cast his hair. People are just fist-to-fist PK, wine bottle to bench chopping. The thieves no longer stealth, but punched and kicked around the warriors. The mages threw away their staffs and opened the book face to face with the warlocks. The injured buddies rested against the wall, occasionally drinking ale thrown by others. The people who fought laughed hysterically, and with each one they knocked down, they began to look for the next target. The violin player was very calm, and he was still playing the cheerful tune as if nothing had happened around him.

At this moment, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and three men dressed in guard armor entered. After seeing the chaos in the house, they smiled at each other. They dodged the fighting people and walked straight to the bar.

"Boss! Bring your strongest ale, and we're going to the front. You're not going to take us money for drinks, are you? The man at the head of the guard said.

"It's you again, my ale isn't free. And you should know military discipline, infantrymen on duty are forbidden to drink alcohol! Do you want the general to slaughter me? The boss was accustomed to the fights in the tavern, and he knew in his heart that adventurers had money, and any tip he gave would be enough to buy him a brand new piece of furniture. So he didn't go to the rack, just sat at the bar and watched the excitement with great interest. However, when the guards came to beg for wine, he was a little resistant, after all, he opened the tavern to make money, not to do charity.

"Just three glasses of ale, don't be so stingy."

"Three cups? You've had more than three drinks in the past few days! ”

"We probably won't be able to come back this time," the guard at the head laughed.

“…… Well, grab your ale and get out of here when you're done. The boss sighed, took out three full glasses of ale and said.

The three of them took the ale and drank it in great gulps. The boss seemed to want to say something to them, but they had already put down their glasses and turned away.

"Boss, this is the worst ale I've ever drunk in my life, has a dead rat fallen into your wine barrel? Hahaha......" The guards walked out the door and shouted to the boss without looking back. The other two guards laughed as well, their cold helmets covering their faces so that no one could see their expressions.

"Stay safe, bastards......" The boss said as the three guards walked out of the tavern.

We've almost finished fighting here, and those who can't fight well have withdrawn from the battlefield in the center and found a random spot to drink. And the rest are all masters of martial arts.

Our warrior didn't know when he had been out of the circle, and he was drinking with a couple of buddies with bruised noses and swollen faces. The paladin, on the other hand, hugged a beautiful woman on the left and right, and talked about his great deeds, but the thief girl was hit by an electric cannon and her nose was bleeding, and she was dragged out of the arms of the two beauties like a dead dog. The dwarf was nowhere to be found, and he probably fell asleep in some corner. The little mage was fighting with a few people, and she had already knocked down a lot of people.

There were only four men left on the central battlefield, a Night Elf Druid, one of the strongest humans I've ever seen in my life, a Draenei in robes, and me.

"Haha, friend William, I'll bet a gold coin on you to win!" The werewolf didn't know when he sat on the beam of the roof, and he said with a glass of wine in his hand and a smile.

"You guys are running so fast, just leave me alone here to fight stupidly." I'm a little upset.

"Who made you captain?" The werewolf laughed a few times and shouted, "Bet, bet." I bet on the Death Knight to win with a gold coin. As he spoke, he threw a gold coin from it.

"I bet on Purple Eggplant to win! His fists can pierce through your Death Knight! A draenei with a broken horn said, and threw out a handful of gold coins.

"I'm betting on the big human one, ten gold coins!" The little dwarf who had lost his front teeth roared feverishly.

"I'm betting on Delaney to win, a hundred gold coins!"

"I'm betting on Xiao Desheng!"

"I'm betting they're all finished, hahahaha......"

Well, the knockout rounds are over, it's time to play the semifinals. We didn't say any more, and we fought again.

Standing across from me was a Night Elf Druid, the one who had been told by the dwarves to be the Balancer of Rice. Unlike other Night Elves, he has a thin waist and a thin body, but a muscular waist that makes him look more like a warrior than a spellcaster.

He progressed, a straight punch to my face. I reached out to grab his wrist, but I didn't expect him to change his move, turning a straight fist into an uppercut, and it hit my stomach at once. He is incredibly fast and incredibly powerful. My body was already vacated by this punch, and if I hadn't been wearing a heavy armor, I would have been hit by him and flew out.

Although I am not violent in fighting, I am unmatched in fighting. In the past, I used to fight to the death with others, but they got tired after fighting for a long time. Later, he couldn't take it anymore and finally conceded defeat to me. So when I faced the attack of the Night Elves, I was very calm, and I said: Hmph, I can't kill you, I can also exhaust you!

Just as we were in the middle of the battle, the tavern door was opened again. But unlike last time, this time it was obviously kicked hard. The man who came in was also dressed as a guard, but he held a sharpened long sword in his hand.

"A natural disaster has besieged the city! Whoever can hold a weapon comes with me, for the sake of the Alliance! The guard shouted.

Scourge Siege! Although I knew that I had traveled to the world many years ago, I was still shocked when I heard about the natural disaster. "It's finally coming, Scourge Legion! ”

The people in the house were in a mess, and the people drew their weapons and rushed out of the tavern with the guards. Several tavern guys secretly took out their long-cherished swords to join the adventurers, and even rushed out with kitchen knives and pans.

"Redbeard, where the hell are you, get out of here!" I saw that my teammates were all ready, but there was no sign of the Dwarven Hunter.

"I'm here." Redbeard crawled out from under a table, apparently drunk. We all know that Redbeard is good at drinking, but he was drunk at this time, and there was no one else he meowed.

"You sober up first. After a while, go to the city gate and look for us! Without waiting for Redbeard to answer, I rushed out of the tavern with my teammates.

As soon as we left the tavern, a guard on a griffin came to us from the sky. His body had shriveled and deformed, and a huge spider was lying on his back, sucking his internal organs with its massive mouthparts.

"Scourge Spider Demon!" I wielded my broken sword and nailed this horrible arthropod to the corpse of the guard. But as soon as I looked up, I saw flying spiders hovering over the fortress like a storm of spiders, blowing at the dreadnought-like fortress like a lonely boat. From time to time, Alliance warriors riding griffons fell from the sky, and they were either devoured by spiders or shattered to pieces.

"The scale of this spider demon attack is much larger than before!" Fenix said in surprise.

"It seems that our arrival has changed the world." The werewolf looked at the sky, and sweat gradually appeared on his face that had not transformed.

"Brothers, no matter how many enemies come, we will crush them. No matter how powerful the other side is, we will send them to the grave. For we are the warriors of the Alliance, because we are the people of the king! For the Union! ”

My words inspired those around me who were overwhelmed, and they all raised their weapons and shouted, "For the Union!" ”

"Everyone rushed with me to support the fortress gates." I yelled.

"The alliance will win!" The people were in high spirits, and they followed me along the road to slay the spider demons that had fallen to the ground, and rushed straight to the front door of the fortress.