It's just funny to say this, forty or fifty goblins holding bottles and cans, hammers, and hoes look like the Warring States era of the Wa Kingdom, forty or fifty people are even a war, as a Augudus who has been brainwashed countless times by the anti-Japanese drama, how could he be frightened by this small posture. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Could it be that my protagonist's aura is finally about to begin, farming and fighting for hegemony, and I feel a little excited when I think about it.

I, Augustus, am also a great lord of more than twenty levels in the dispute between kings, and I have the experience of fighting for hegemony behind me, and I don't kill the natives in four streets.

Hehe. Fight for turf, seek development, and let my enemies stain my banner red with their blood!

Didn't I drop something just now! Moral! Not quite this kind of thing!

Augustus subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and when he reached halfway through, he suddenly thought of something, and his little hand quickly withdraws.

I, Augustus, would never admit that I was picking up the trash, I just wanted to help the aunt who swept the street to pick up the garbage.

But the wish is beautiful, the reality is cruel, no matter how the future Augustus will be, but the current Augustus is just a piece of silk.

It is very difficult to defeat the underworld forces that support the white people by relying on the old, weak, sick and disabled of the Black Mountain clan.

How can you defeat the Kabbalah clan with the Montenegrin clan! It was a difficult task, but it had to be done.

Because Augustus needed a substitute for the dead, he could only clear his name by quickly defeating the Kabbalah clan and putting the name of the godkiller on the Kabbalah clan.

In this way, even if the people of the Kabbalah clan find others to defend themselves in the future, others will only think that they are maliciously smearing the Montenegrin clan.

Now Augustus is grabbing a time, racing against time and moving forward.

Otherwise, when they come back to their senses, the only one who will be unlucky must be Augustus, there is no way that this disaster is caused by Augustus himself, this pot must be thrown beautifully! You can't leave the tail of the hand like the last time.

Left flick, right flick, let's shake the pot together, Augustus's heart turned thousands, and a treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that I am destined to be the man who is going to be the king of the handsome pot.

Although the goal has been set, that is, to throw the pot to the Kabbalah clan, but the specific operation still depends on the Alpha High Priest and others, and the key to the success or failure of a war in the plane of the gods lies in the professional, who has a strong group picking ability, and it is no longer a dream to fight a hundred in this magical world.

There is no way, there are only a few professionals in the Montenegrin clan, and it is not possible to find a high priest.

Since you want to visit the high priest, you can't be as casual as usual, after all, now that Augustus is the patriarch of the Black Mountain clan, you can't speculate with common sense.

As a sacrifice to serve the gods, the Alpha High Priest is the most ceremonial, and if he rushes over, he will not be kicked out of the door by the Alpha High Priest immediately.

This is also normal, as the patriarch of a clan, you should have the responsibility of a patriarch, and you can't act rashly like other children.

Augustus felt the burden on his shoulders deeply, I must be able to, Augustus straightened his waist like a real man.

But what should I do? Because all the maids of Augustus have been taken back by the truth, and they are called "Augustus, you have grown up, and you must learn to take care of yourself."

Take care of your sister! I'm only five years old! Augustus remembered the words of the truth a few days ago, and he kept burning evil!

What to do! As a patriarch, how can he not take one or two of his subordinates to take care of him!

By the way, Augustus patted his head, and suddenly remembered that he was not alone, and he also had a subordinate, Caesar, who was the little goblin he had just subdued.

"Caesar! Caesar! Augustus hurried out, shouting at the caves beside the mountain.

The Alpha High Priest, who was not far away, couldn't help but smile when he heard Augustus's shout, "Augustus has finally grown up and has his own subordinates, now you can rest assured, Mary!" ”

"This hairy boy is in a hurry all day long, like my hard-working child." Maria the Iron Lady. Montenegro left tears of sadness.

Maria the Iron Lady. Montenegro is called a hate! If it weren't for the preservation of the inheritance of the Montenegrin clan, Maria. How could Montenegro shrink back and not dare to save his son.

There is no way, because of the curse, the goblin clan can't break through the third order to the fourth order, and the lackeys of the light demon clan are not short of masters above the fourth order, Maria. Montenegro went only to death.

"It is my sin that brings up your sorrow again. But don't we still have Augustus? This time, a few of our old fellows will definitely defeat the Kabbalah clan and pave the way for Augustus. The Alpha High Priest carefully comforted Mary. Montenegro.

The Alpha High Priest is Mary. The suitors of Montenegro are no secret among their contemporaries, and Alpha's love for Maria can be said to have surpassed the belief in the Marauding Maiden.

In this regard, Augustus was worried that the Alpha High Priest would turn against him in order to rob the girl, and as long as Maria gave the order, the Alpha would take refuge in Augustus at any time.

……

While the High Priest Alpha and the Elder Mary were chatting and laughing, Augustus finally saw Caesar practicing his sword.

"One-two-one, one-two-one" Caesar stabbed out the small wooden sword again and again, although the strength was insufficient, but Caesar's eyes were hot, and he had a great strength to not admit defeat.

Surrounded by goblin children like Caesar, they kept waving their branches and willows, and beads of sweat flowed down like beans for money.

Looking at such desperate little goblins, Augustus's confidence is full of three points, and with such a clansman, what more could he ask for.

The end of yours Kabbalah Clan is coming, and our future is bright.

But in the next second, Augustus was cold.

The little goblins have just started practicing, and their stabbing swords are twisted and crooked, and they don't have any accurate heads, and they often stab their own people.

All right! I take back what I just said, courage is commendable, but combat effectiveness, except for Caesar, can only hehe! On the battlefield, it is estimated that he killed his teammates before he hacked his opponent to death.

So Augustus had no hope of letting these little goblins, who had not trained for a day, go into battle.

Although it is rude to interrupt others, it is estimated that they will not make much progress in practicing like this, and Augustus interrupted, "Caesar come out!" ”

“Yes，thisismyhonor

Caesar uttered the harpy's mantra, obediently walked out of the circle of his friends, and stood quietly behind Augustus like the shadow of Augustus.

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