The low-level wanderers directly squatted down with their heads in their hands, and the slightly higher-level ones still wanted to struggle, of course, the so-called struggle was naturally not to resist the tyrannical attack of the legionnaires head-on, but to run away desperately.

Under the command of Galani, the Patriarch's Guards Regiment of 3 men divided into groups of 3 in pursuit, scattering the fleeing wanderers.

At this time, it can be seen that the Hamill instructor advocates the benefits of running shooting, the bow and crossbow shooters wear leather armor and run at a speed, which is not slower than that of the wanderer, and a few arrow steps are strung up: Bang Bang Bang, three arrows, and those who can not die are at least loiters above level 8.

Fighting in a place with complex terrain such as the center of the slum, the crossbow shooters are still worried about being attacked by wanderers using the terrain, but at this time the wanderers are thinking of escaping and few want to use the terrain to kill, and whenever they encounter the corner of the alley or other places where there may be Tibetans, the shield guards will step on it first to ensure safety, and the crossbow shooters will then follow, one attack and one defense, one far and one near, the two professions cooperate seamlessly, killing the gangster wanderers.

Hidden in Commander Garney's carriage, Eden Aikin took in the whole thing, shook his head and smiled, Garani sat outside the carriage and commanded with high spirits, completely finding the feeling of a female general.

Although the enemy is so weak, but the legion is after all, it is a direct attack on the Yellow Dragon, there is no tactical encirclement, and there is no advance to line up people to guard the traffic pass, there must still be many high-level wanderers who have run away, but it doesn't matter, because the real killer legendary period wanderer main temple guard Angelo and the four-winged battle angel have already been dispatched, so let Galani have a happy play.

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One of the wanderers in the alley had already been hit by three arrows, but his speed did not slow down at all, and he actually poured himself a bottle of stamina stimulant potion.

This guy must be rich!

The two crossbow shooters had long since left behind the slow-moving shield warriors and pursued them frantically.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang

The two crossbow shooters fired their arrows in unison, and the wanderer was hit three more times, one of which hit the knee.

Poof

The wanderer is on the ground and can only crawl with his hands.

A crossbow shooter stepped forward with a sinister smile, and he was about to go up and touch the corpse and make a small fortune, not noticing that his companion had been struck in the forehead.

The wound on his forehead was minimal, but it had already killed him without saying a word.

The legendary sword saint Auferguson appeared silently behind the crossbow shooter, dressed in white casual clothes, with long black and red hair fluttering.

A single sword took the life of a crossbow shooter, and the sword was unsheathed, as if never drawn, and he pulled the body of the crossbow shooter into the fork in the road and disappeared.

However, the strange thing was that the dead crossbow shooter walked out of the fork in the road intact again, his Adam's apple squirming seemed to adjust to his vocal cords, and he let out a thick male voice to the crossbow archer in front of him, who was already touching the corpse: "Don't finish it, divide the things in half." ”

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Poof.

Overghson threw the corpse of a fully armed crossbow shooter into the canal, and the strange thing was that the corpse sank directly to the bottom of the river without a stone tied to it.

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Where had Quickley seen such a scene, and where did he dare to provoke the regular temple legions, he would have already left his men and ran away alone.

In a deserted alley in a ghetto.

Quickley fled in a panic, his agility at 12 gave him the ability to run at high speed, and the shadow in front of him flashed, and an emaciated figure appeared, he was covered in black and his face was blurred.

Quickley's pupils dilated, and he muttered, "Shadow... Shadow Warrior-sama. ”

The Shadow Warrior was obviously not here to save him, and with one move of the scimitar in his hand, he cut through a black line and was about to cut Quickley in two.

At this moment, a wave of water surged in the space, and a ripple suddenly appeared from behind Quickley and surged through Quickley's body at an extremely fast speed, but did not cause the slightest damage to Quickley.

Ripple met the Shadow Dancer's scimitar directly, with a crisp clash.

The person who came was Angelo, the temple guard who had opened the spell-like skills, strong stealth, and phase shuttle.

Just after one hit.

The shadow warrior found out that the person who came belonged to the same legendary period wanderer as him, and if he wanted to take it in a short time, it was impossible, so he didn't do much entanglement, and directly launched a spell-like skill, Shadow Jump.

The Shadow Warrior who was fighting Angelo vanished in place, and a figure leaped out of the shadows at Quickley's feet and slashed at Quickley's neck.

Quickley didn't even have time to react.

A golden light fell, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The Four-Winged Battle Angel descends from the sky to save Quickley in the nick of time.

The Shadow Warrior disappeared again.

The eyes of the four-winged battle angel shot a golden light, invading Quickley's mind in a forceful and brutal manner.

Got it!

The mission target is in the Clive countryside.

With a slight grip, the four-winged battle angel snapped Quickley's neck, and then looked around alertly.

Just now, he felt a strange aura of a legendary professional.

But now it is gone.

The four-winged battle angel was re-transformed into a statue of the Holy Angel, and Quickley, who had broken his neck, was already dead, foaming blood from his mouth, and collapsed on the side of the road.

Angelo received the message from the statue of the Holy Angel, and immediately informed Eden Aikin through the magic weapon, ordering him to attack Clive Farm immediately, and he must be fast.

Eden Aikin, who was hidden in Garney's carriage, received Angelo's order through the teleportation weapon and tapped the guardrail of the carriage with his wand.

Outside the carriage, commanding the Guards to pick up rats everywhere, Galani, who was wandering, heard the knocking sound in the carriage, her body trembled, but she still maintained a majestic demeanor, swept the whole army with a cold gaze, and then turned around heroically, lifted the curtain, and entered the carriage.

The curtain was lowered, and Galani's heroic spirit turned into delicateness, and she pounced directly on Eden Aikin, and said angrily: "The Patriarch... I... I want ... Yes, here it is ... ”

Eden Aikin had no time to talk to Galani, so he had to kiss Galanie's little mouth lightly, then pushed her away, and said solemnly: "The big thing is important, immediately blow the horn to reorganize the army, we will go out of the city immediately, the real target is outside the city, be fast!" ”

Galani put away the red glow on her face, turned around, and as soon as she got outside the carriage, she regained her heroic and inviolable appearance.

Galani said in a dignified tone, "Deputy Commander Cruise, Hamill is here?" ”

These two professionals in the conjunctive period had never left Miss Galani's carriage at all, how could they not be there?

Stinky, you're addicted to playing official!

Although the two of them thought so in their hearts, they didn't dare to say so, and they both knelt down on one knee and said in unison: "Commander, Miss Galani, your subordinates are here." ”

Garrani straightened her chest, put one hand behind her back, and put one hand on her chest, and said in a pointing tone: "I order, blow the horn of the army, and the whole army regroup." ”

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Underground torture chamber.

Vitruvius was telling the story of Long Aotian's adventures to the two executioners.

The two executioners were intoxicated when they heard it, their saliva flowed, and they completely substituted themselves into the role of Long Aotian and forgot about themselves.

At this time, he heard the sound of panicked escape and screams coming from the torture room.

The underground torture room has a very good soundproofing effect, and being able to hear the screams can only mean that it is very close.

Touch!

In the underground torture room, a tall small leader of wanderers appeared, scanning the two strong men with a majestic gaze, as if he was about to reprimand.

The two executioners stood up with a weak heart, ready to accept the reprimand.

But don't want to:

Poof.

The Wanderer Mini-Leader fell straight to the ground.

Only then did the two executioners see that there were three arrows stuck in his back.

A shield guard soldier in full armor broke in, saw Vitruvius at a glance, and blurted out a sentence: "Damn, the soldier Vitruvius has really been captured." ”

As for the two executioners who were not yet professionals, they had already squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, not daring to move.

"Whew. Woo woo ... Woo. ”

At this time, the long assembly horn sounded, which could be heard even in the underground torture chamber.

The intruding shield warrior slashed his sword and headed for Vitruvius.

Brush brush brush is the three swords.

The wooden frame and iron lock that bound Vitruvius were cut off by three swords.

Vitruvius's face twitched after he loosened his ties, you can save people if you fucking save people, and my brother thought you were going to hack my brother to death.

Vitruvius used his teeth to bite the two iron rods that pierced through the palms of his hands, pulled them out, and threw them directly to the ground.

There were two crunching sounds.

As for the piercing wound on the shoulder bone of the right hand, it has been healed under the effect of two vials of life recovery potions and regeneration.

When the two executioners saw that the iron-clad god of killing had heard the rallying call, they left, and they all looked at Vitruvius with eager eyes.

Vitruvius also looked at each other.

Vitruvius raised his eyebrows, rushed up and kicked one person at a time, and the power of 8 points was activated, and two ordinary people were directly kicked to death.

Vitruvius turned and walked away, leaving behind a heroic figure.

Hum! Brother is the real Long Aotian.

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The Patriarch's Guards quickly assembled in a clearing in the ghetto.

After the number of people is counted.

Instructor Cruise stepped forward, stood still in front of the heroic Miss Galani, and gave a military salute.

Miss Galani responded with a military salute.

Instructor Cruise reported loudly: "Report to Miss Commander, the Patriarch's Guards Regiment should be 50 people, but it is 50 people, 49 are ready to go, and 1 person is naked and cannot go out." ”

Miss Galani frowned, and in a tone as dignified as possible, she asked in a cold voice, "Who is the one who is naked?" ”

Instructor Hamill saluted and knelt down on one knee and said, "Report to Miss Commander, the naked is Vitruvius, a crossbow shooter, who was captured and imprisoned by gangsters yesterday in the ghetto, and his weapons and equipment have been lost. ”

Looking at the team that was ready to go, there was a strong man with bare arms.

Miss Galani was annoyed and drank, "Impotence! I ordered the crossbow shooter Vitruvius to be given two months' full attendance, and all but him were to go out of the city at once, twenty-five miles northeast, and surround a farm. Crossbow shooter Vitruvius! If you can't get there before the decisive battle of the legion, not only will you be deducted a two-month full attendance bonus, but your incompetence will be written into your resume and become a stain on your life, and the commander will not recommend it if you have a high-reward mission in the future... ”

Cruise drew his long sword and roared angrily: "All the troops are on horseback, attack immediately!" ”

The 49 professionals got on their horses again, returned to their places, and set off in line.

The army is neat and neat, and it is like the wind.

Leaving only the bare-chested Vitruvius independent in the wind.