"Damn, it's called Spring!"

Listening to the young man who was screaming like a splash outside, the old steel hammer turned over impatiently, and the old face with a faint trace of orc blood was full of irritability after being disturbed from sleep, but as a stubborn old man with orc blood and a violent temper, he didn't go out with his steel hammer to hammer those young dogheads like he did when he was young, but just turned over, took out a wine jug from the bedside table, and gulped down this inferior spirit, The three catties of liquor were drunk in an instant, and the old man had red eyes, spat a mouthful, and scolded:

"Lao Tzu has lived for more than seventy years, and he has never been exposed to this kind of birdishness!"

"Dead with a scar on the neck, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of a fart, it's not your royal family to go to the front, I don't allow others to go on it, Lao Tzu's weapons are all used to cut his own people, how did the violent bear of the year give birth to such a bad seed, I bah, it's definitely the son of the groom who brushed the toilet with his grandmother, and he has long said that the queen is not a good thing, and the commotion is stable and clear across seventeen or eighteen streets!"

"I'll ......"

Crash!

Just when the drunken old steel hammer was scolding and greeting the female members of his eighteenth generation from the current king, some leaky doors were suddenly pushed open by a big hand like a bear's paw, and slammed into the wall, and then the wooden door that the old steel hammer hit when he got married let out a piercing scream in his straight eyes, and slammed on the ground with a bang.

The figure of the person who came suddenly stiffened, and the old steel hammer looked at me and I looked at you for a few seconds, and then turned his head and ran away as if he was running for his life, but before he could run a few steps, he was directly grabbed by a strong and powerful hand on the neck, and pulled back directly like a pheasant that had been stripped of his hair, and the hand of the male Wuzi was firmly clasped on the ground, but it was useless, just made a squeaky sound, and the sunlight scattered outside fell on his face, and was swallowed up by the darkness in the room little by little, A few young people outside the door couldn't help but swallow their saliva and took a step back in unison.

Rumble!

A heavy hammer smashed directly on the side of the majestic man's face, and the strong wind stirred up the latter's forehead twitched, and the old man in front of him sprayed a mouth full of wine, and scolded and said: "Damn stinky boy, dare to smash Lao Tzu's door?" Eating too much meat makes your brain paste, isn't it? Today I will teach you a lesson, you are your son no matter what time it is! ”

The hammer of more than five hundred catties was picked up, and then it was slammed towards the young man's head, and the latter trembled, and a paper brush on the palm of his hand blocked the front, and shouted in a hissed voice:

"Stop, Daddy, I'm here to send you a message, don't smash me...... I didn't wear a helmet today! ”

"That group of righteous fools outside, help!"

Brush!

The hammer hit the ground suddenly, and the fierce wind blew the young man's messy hair into obedience, and the old steel hammer burped, picked up the paper from his son's hand, and scolded and said: "I want to see, what news can make your kid so bold and dare to tear down Lao Tzu's door...... You wait, be careful about the trivial things Lao Tzu will send you to live in the temple for two months to recuperate. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the piece of paper casually, but after the first glance, the old steel hammer's eyes bulged out directly like a dead fish, his mouth grew unconsciously, and the relieved young man on the side said triumphantly: "How is it?" Daddy, are you satisfied with this news about Crane City...... , Daddy, Hammer, Hammer Falls, Ahhhhhhh ”

The old man's laughter and the screams of young men could be heard from the tattered wooden house.

"My thumbs up!"

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The Land of the Wind: Core Army.

"General, the soldiers have found a lot of printed contraband in the royal capital...... You see, what to do with ......"

A tall and powerful orc warrior stood in front of the main general wearing sand-yellow armor, his expression was solemn, and the middle-aged man frowned and said slowly:

"It's about Crane City Chu Lie...... Things? ”

"Yes, no one knows how there are so many documents, but the brothers can't check it."

The orc warrior responded in a deep voice, and the general's palm in front of him was casually placed on the table, and after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "It must be strictly investigated, this is our duty, everything is destroyed, understand?" ”

"Yes, General!"

"Let's go down......"

The orc warrior saluted his general again, and then turned around and left the room, and only walked a few hundred meters before he saw a bunch of comrades looking at him sneakily, frowning and saying, "Hey, what the hell is going on?" What is the general's reaction......"

"What else can you do? Completely forbidden. ”

The orc warrior rolled his eyes, then looked left and right, quietly stretched out a finger, and whispered:

"Everyone, keep one copy at most...... Good hidden! ”

The comrades-in-arms in front of him showed a tacit smile, and said with a smile:

"Yes, yes."

And in the camp tent, the serious middle-aged general looked around at no one, carefully turned out a 'contraband', and said with emotion: "It's really well written, tsk tsk, the handwritten letter of Chu Lie, the lord of Crane City, even if it is a photocopy, it is enough to be passed on as an heirloom, this is history!" ”

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Rumble!

"Presumptuous! Licentious! Who did he think he was, a mere little knight, who dared to be so presumptuous!! ”

"It's simply provoking the majesty of my Hill Wind Country! Damn it! Damn it! ”

In the Qiu Feng Palace, the half-hundred-year-old king slammed his fist on the table, which made the attendants on the side startled—in all these years, this king had never lost such a temper, thinking in his heart, his eyes couldn't help but turn to the letterhead on the table:

"The king of Qiu Feng personally enlightened, now the undead have been destroyed, only three of the four alien races remain, when it is an opportunity for our human race to jointly resist the enemy, you have strong soldiers and strong generals and do not move, Lie is puzzled, when you come to ask for advice, if there is really inconvenience, maybe the army and the people are also willing to die on the battlefield, in order to seek glory, if it is handed over to the command of Lie, it will be victorious, and return to Your Majesty's city-state, of course, if there is a stronger general, Lie will return to his command."

Just one line of words, but the attendant couldn't help but gasp - this is simple and gentle, and it also uses the ancient grammar of aristocratic communication, but there is only one meaning between the lines: send troops out? If you don't come out, Lao Tzu will come over to pull the troops in person, if you don't want to, is there a general who can fight? If you have something, you will listen to him, and if you don't, you will listen to him.

It's just the rhythm of flipping the table......

Shocked in his heart, the waiter's gaze fell on the last line, and the expression on his face suddenly stiffened.

There are only four words there, the first two in one go, but then there is a pool of golden-filled ink spots, obviously the writer hesitates at this time, but because of this slight hesitation, the will of the next two words is more firm, revealing the slightest sense of determination.

"King of Crane."