A slightly salty sea breeze blows through the green wheat fields, setting waves of wheat in the direction of the setting sun at the end of the earth. In the afterglow, a horse dyed golden by the morning glow walked through the wheat fields, and on the horse rode a black-haired and white-clothed young man, dancing with a streamer, and his bearing was extraordinary, obviously neither an ordinary farmer nor a down-and-out adventurer.

He is Cheng Xiaotian.

There is still a period of time before the alliance conference, and it is not far from Stormwind City, so Cheng Xiaotian simply believes in the reins of the horse and wanders around, using this beautiful scenery to wash away the boredom in his heart.

In the final analysis, his nature is still there, and Xiuzhen is not of much interest to him, and he can have today's cultivation completely forced by the situation. Now, he suddenly felt that he couldn't find a direction and continued to cultivate? Don't make much sense, be your own Loose Lord? It doesn't seem to be fun.

Perhaps, wandering among the mountains and rivers like this is the life he wants most.

But born in troubled times, this wish is a bit unrealistic, just lived for three days, the good days are over, he just didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone to wander around the fields, trouble to find himself.

"Sir, please dismount and be examined." A young man suddenly jumped out of the wheat field on the side, blocking the way and shouting. Don't look at the politeness of his words, his demeanor was quite impolite, and he directly pointed a staff at Cheng Xiaotian's nose.

"Cut, what's the matter!" Cheng Xiaotian waved his staff, the fire in his heart, I have only been relaxed for a few days, and the troublemakers are coming.

The man didn't seem to expect Cheng Xiaotian to be so arrogant, his face changed, he straightened his chest, showed the emblem of a second-order magician, and said proudly: "In Lower Morfez, the disciple of the Firewalker Manlanor, who is now employed by the local lord Tang Jia-Count Fimi, is ordered to guard this intersection and check for suspicious people......"

Cheng Xiaotian's eyes lit up when he heard this, interrupted his words, showed an evil smile, and said, "Could it be." Do I look suspicious? ”

Looking at Cheng Xiaotian's strange expression, the demon evoker Morfis felt weak for no reason, and then said angrily: "It's not just like it, I think you are a Defia bandit!"

"Oh?" Cheng Xiaotian smiled even brighter. "So, what are you waiting for?"

Morphis sighed in his heart, did he say the wrong thing?

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"Wrong, wrong, hurry up. You're going to hit your own people! A heavily armed shield warrior hissed and roared, and before the roar fell, there was a sound of breaking the air behind him, which frightened him to quickly turn around with his shield on guard.

However, this is useless, what flew over was neither a feather arrow nor a flying knife, but a stone the size of a bathtub, I am afraid that there will be 500 catties! Before the warrior could make a second reaction, the smoke and dust filled the air. was smashed to the ground and rolled out.

Fortunately, he was strong and strong, and immediately got up after a few rolls, and continued to yell: "TNND, raise the angle by one yard, give me a damn smash!"

Next to him were two strong men dressed as farmers, who were at a loss for what to do, and when they heard his order, they immediately shouted "yes", and gave a military salute of their own creation, and ran to the "slingshot" on the side.

Say it's a slingshot. In fact, it is a rubber rope with a net bag tied in the middle, each end tied to a big tree, and after holding the stone, it is pulled apart by two people for long-range projectile. It's not a small power. Naturally, this thing can't be compared to a trebuchet, but it is easy to operate, and the mobility is excellent.

At the command, the two farmers immediately raised the elevation angle of the slingshot. Holding a large handful of bricks and stones, he screamed and pulled the leather rope to the end, until his butt sat on the ground, shouted and let go at the same time, and a large pile of construction waste flew out.

"That's it, keep the angle, keep banging." The shield warrior roared in satisfaction, grabbed his helmet and ran to the next slingshot.

The same facilities, there is a whole row here, forming a complete striking surface, one after another is not lively.

After a round of inspection, the shield warriors saw that there were no more mistakes, turned around and rushed to the front line.

The front line is a town of no small size, to be precise, once ...... Now, it's in ruins. Houses were reduced to piles of masonry, jutting out of the ground like a cemetery, and behind each ruin lurked a small team of lurkers, vigilantly watching ahead.

Ahead was a fountain, filled with broken bricks and tiles, and the ruins were soaked in mud as a spring of water gushing outward.

The fountain should be the former town center, and it is also the current fire zone between the two sides, and through the fountain, it is the position of the Defia Brotherhood. Like here, they were scattered behind the ruins, so smashed by the bricks and stones that they couldn't lift their heads.

This is the heart of the original western wilderness - Yuexi Town.

There was a high slope to the north of the town, and no one on either side was in the middle of a fierce battle, when a knight rushed up the high slope and looked down on the battlefield.

The person who came, naturally it was Cheng Xiaotian, as a veteran of the army, he was happy when he saw this battle situation.

"Are you fighting a war, or are you playing a house?" There was no banter in Cheng Xiaotian's tone, this was what he said in his heart, compared to the fierce battlefield in the Arashi Basin, this place is really not much better than the family.

He could choose one of his three legions, only a hundred people, and one charge, and the messy formation on the opposite side would definitely collapse in an instant.

"Don't be ashamed!" Morphes immediately expressed his indignation, using his only mouth that could still move. "You think it's the elite of the Arathi Basin? These people were the most ordinary farmers yesterday, and it would be nice to be able to play like this. ”

Cheng Xiaotianxin said, whether you play well or not, then you have to fight to know, just like playing chess, you have to throw construction waste, and there will be no result if you throw it on the eighth day of the first month of next year.

This is not true at all, the people on both sides each have half of the ruins, you throw those bricks and stones, I throw them, back and forth on both sides, endlessly......

"Hey, that warrior is good at it, and he knows how to push in a roundabout way." Cheng Xiaotian seemed to have discovered a treasure, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he hit his horse and rushed down.

Inside the ruins, shield warriors are advancing in a roundabout way, relying on piles of broken walls and ruins as shelter. He was very fast, very skilled in tactical movements, very careful observation of the situation on the battlefield, and from time to time he touched the forefront of the position.

Poof.

The warrior dodged the dense masonry and threw himself headlong behind the ruins at the very front, lying on his face covered in mud. But who cares about that when it's a war? He didn't even wipe it, and shouted eagerly: "Lord Earl, something is wrong today, our spies have reported that a large number of bandit troops are gathering in the woods to the east, are they going to start a decisive battle?"

Hearing the sound, the two "clay figures" in front turned their heads, looked at the shield warrior with a solemn face, and nodded.

The two are a man and a woman, the man is middle-aged, with blonde hair and a Chinese face, wearing a golden armor and carrying a two-handed hammer on his back. The woman was dressed in a dirty magic robe, holding a magic staff, and her face was covered with mud, and she couldn't see her true face, apparently lying on her stomach for a long time.

"What should come, will always come, as the lord here, I have the responsibility to defend the land, but you are still young......" The middle-aged man looked at the two young people beside him, and stopped talking.

The woman glanced back at the militiamen, gritted her teeth and said, "As long as I am not dead, I have no qualifications to give up, not to mention that if we really fight, we may not necessarily lose."

"Good! Let's give it a go! The shield warrior slammed the ground and shouted, "There are also some rabble on the other side, we will defend this place, they will definitely not be able to enter, I will let people ...... Morfis out."

At this moment, there was a loud commotion from behind, and the three of them looked back, only to see a tall horse rushing into the rear and galloping towards the line of fire, its hooves as dense as the beat of a drum. Immediately sat a white-clothed and black-haired young man, walking through the rain of bricks and stones, and in front of him stood a man who was none other than their companion, Morfish. (To be continued.) )