Dead Iron City, the earliest station of the gray robe, the fief of the original city builder Blancodian, has now become the royal court of the barbarians, Zhang Huen and the three of them touched the forest outside the dead iron city, and found that a large number of barbarian scouts were galloping towards the south, and it was also the relay station of the brown pig that caught their attention, and the guards at the head of the city increased at least twice as much according to the memories of the idea.

"There are six sewers in the Dead Iron City, four of which are blocked by the ice of the Frozen River, and two on the north and south sides are still in use, but they all have guard handles."

The structural diagram of the dead iron city in the idea backpack is very detailed, and the layout of the sewers is on the paper, Zhang Huen discussed with the two of them for a long time, and felt that it was better to take advantage of the cover of night to approach the southern sewers, and then wait for the opportunity to sneak in. As the sun set, the sky was snowing heavily, the number of guards at the head of the city was dwindling, the half-open gates were closed, and the three of them touched the entrance to the southern sewers under the cover of heavy snow and night, the entrance was closed by an iron fence, and the two guards leaned against the stone wall on the inside and crouched in front of the brazier to keep warm.

"Hey~ Mad Dog, I'm going to sleep for a while, and I'll change you in the middle of the night."

The guard yawned and walked towards the guard's room, Mad Dog holding a spear and nodding his head constantly, and the Sleepy Reaper whispering in his ear over and over again.

"Commander...... If I die, please bury me outside the Black City, please write ...... on my tombstone"

"Shut up, no one will die, follow me!"

Zhang Huen carried the giant shield in the snow to the place ten meters in front of the iron fence, and the crunch of his boots on the snow woke up the mad dog, and the mad dog looked at a gray robe with a huge shield in armor rushing towards the iron fence, and hurriedly held the spear and shouted:

"Gray robe, gray robe!"

"Bang!"

Zhang Huen carried the giant shield with all his strength and knocked down the iron fence, and the iron fence directly pressed the mad dog underneath. The three of them stepped on the iron fence and walked into the sewer, and the guard who ran out of the lounge was cut off half of his head by Zhang Huen's sword and fell straight to the ground.

"Let's go!"

The three of them saw that no other barbarians appeared in the sewers, and with a sword of white face, they stabbed the mad dogs under the iron fence to death, took their torches from the wall, and headed for the sewers.

"Where are we going?"

Came to a fork in the road. The idea spread out the map and looked at it in the light of the torches, pointed to the road on his right, and said:

"Let's go this way, let's go directly to the City Lord's Hall, judging from the current night, the Barbarian King should have dinner with his subordinates."

"Are you saying that as soon as we go up, we will face a group of barbarian elites who eat and drink well?"

"Or maybe a bunch of drunken elites."

The three of them followed the instructions of the map, turning around in the dark sewers, I don't know how many walks, I don't know how long it took, and the three of them touched a fork in the road with a slight firelight.

"Wait. There are guards in front. ”

The three of them reached for the firelight, and found a barbarian warrior sitting at the corner of a stone staircase, but from the way he drooled contentedly, the fellow was drunk and unconscious. Zhang Huen handed the giant shield and the big sword to the idea, touched it with his hands and feet, and twisted his hands on his head vigorously, and the warrior's eyes widened and he fell to the ground.

Listen to the singing and laughter coming from above. The three decided to wait around the corner.

"Shiraki, it's time for you bastard to go drink."

A wooden door opened. A soldier with a wooden wine glass walked in crookedly against the door, and Zhang Huen dragged him down, covering his mouth firmly, and then forcibly breaking his neck. The three of them glanced at each other, noticed that the noise above the door was quieter after it opened, and decided to go up and have a look.

The three of them got their way through the wooden door. It was found to be a cellar, with some frozen vegetables and beef and mutton on wooden shelves, and several large wooden barrels neatly placed in the corners.

"These barbarians eat pretty well."

"Shhhh Maybe they're pretty much drunk. ”

Dotted his ear to the wooden door on the other side of the stairs and waved at the two of them, he pulled a crack open and saw that the kitchen was empty, and the three of them went into the kitchen again, and put their ears on the wooden door that connected the kitchen to the outside. Except for the drunken chatter of a few people outside, there was a sound of snoring.

"Your Majesty, today's drink is finished, you should go back to the palace to sleep......"

"Very well, add more firewood to these drunken guys, and don't let them wake up early tomorrow morning and complain about their soreness."

"Yes!"

The three of them grabbed their weapons, kicked open the wooden door, and shouted:

"Barbarian King, where to go!"

Rushing into the brightly lit hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Zhang Huen rushed to the front, he stepped all the way over the drunks who fell to the ground, and came to the center of the hall, only to find that the barbarian king who was supposed to sit on the throne was gone, and the throne was empty, only a group of ironclad guards holding shields, heavy armor, and cold spears.

When the three of them faced the group of ironclad guards in a daze, the drunks who fell to the ground next to them all got up and drew their swords to surround the three of them.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of applause came from above their heads, and the three of them looked up to see a man wearing a golden crown and a bear jacket sitting on a chair on the second floor of the hall watching them, his hands clapping their gold-wire gloves against each other, as if they saw a monkey show being staged.

"Tydarsir, the king of the barbarians?"

Looking at this little white-faced Daxia man, Zhang Huen asked suspiciously, Teda Hill stood up, stretched out his hand to pick up a lady sitting next to him, Zhang Huen looked at the woman next to him in surprise, who is it not Christian?

"Dear Ciel, did they always think we were the same person?"

That's right, Zhang Huen looked at their state, and knew that the information that the gray robe had been wrong all along, and the king of the barbarians was two people, one was called Taida and the other was called Hill. A Bactrian man, a Mexican, a man, a woman.

"Teda, stop teasing them. Put them in prison and let the wizards interrogate! ”

Hill's cold words made the white faces present laugh, and he pointed his sword at Teda and Hill and said:

"Don't try to imprison us again, we rangers would rather die than surrender!"

"Idea, white face, follow me!"

That's it. What other tricks can there be besides brute force? The idea looked at the position of the two barbarian kings, pointed to the throne where the group of black-armored guards was, and said:

"Commander, scatter them, the passage up is behind the throne!"

"Kill them!"

Teda didn't want to look any further, so he took Ciel's hand and retreated into the darkness, and an old barbarian man with a face covered in patterns took their place, standing on the second floor, pinching a human skull, and chanting:

"Haitimal. My Lord God, let the winds of troubles blow on their souls! ”

A burst of black light shot from the old man's bone battle towards the three of them, Zhang Huen only felt a dizziness for no reason, and his legs, which were about to exert force, were numb. Idea and White Face were even more unbearable, and the two of them staggered to the ground one by one, but fortunately they didn't fall to the ground with their hands to eat.

"Chises, my Lord God, may your light shine upon me!"

Zhang Huen raised the two-handed sword in his right hand. A burst of white light burst out from the sword's body, and the dizziness on the three of them was immediately dispelled. The old wizard's eyes were about to pop out, and he screamed at the barbarians downstairs with a bone fight:

"Kill him, he is favored by the evil gods, don't let him leave alive!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the surrounding barbarians were blinded by the light on the long sword, Zhang Huen rushed towards the black-armored guards with a giant shield on his shoulder, and the three iron-armored guards were knocked away by him. He had two gunshot wounds to his back, very close to the ground, and the left shoulder of the white face was rubbed by a spear, opening a gap.

"Chisers. My Lord God, please visit the lost Lamb! ”

The group rejuvenation technique swept through the bodies of the three of them like a spring breeze, and the wounds that were originally painful were also paralyzed, and the white face used his shield to block the spear of the ironclad guard in disbelief, and the wound once again emitted a piercing pain.

"Don't get entangled with them, take the killing of the Barbarian King as your primary goal! Chises, my Lord God, please visit the lost Lamb! ”

The disadvantage of rejuvenation is that it can't be used in battle, but Zhang Huen sprinkled rejuvenation outward like no money so that the old man on the second floor was about to vomit blood.

As a result, he really vomited blood, and the old man bit his index finger at once, and smeared the blood on the shriveled man's head, and the darkness in the human head's eyes revealed a red light, and the old man shouted in a mournful tone:

"Hytimal, my Lord God, please grant me the strongest guards and the most cruel cold winds!"

The two guards guarding the second floor were fingered by the bone battle in the old man's hand, and the iron armor of the whole body crackled and exploded, the muscles of a body doubled, and the height of the head was half a meter, and two strong men with red eyes and twisted muscles appeared in front of the three of them.

"The God of Speech (Summoning) - 30% Fit, The Walking Dead Forcibly Summoned by No Sacrifice Tong Guò Witch Tools, Overall Evaluation: Very challenging opponents, you can try 1VS2."

(Nima!) ）

Zhang Huen almost scolded the cheating father, he looked at the old man hiding behind the two guards, the old man actually ran away, could it be that as long as he killed this old guy, these two big bumps would get out of control.

"White face, idea, kill that old man, quick, I'll hold these two big guys back!"

"Bell!"

Zhang Huen blocked the spears of the two guards, and the huge force drew him to the side of the railing on the second floor, and the stone railing was knocked down to the first floor by him with a bang, and the barbarians did not dare to approach.

"Quick!"

Zhang Huen blocked the volley of the guards, turned back and shouted to the two colleagues who were chasing the wizard and jumping up and down, the wizard was forced into a corner by the two, jumped onto the stone railing, and shouted at a group of barbarians blocking the staircase:

"What are you doing standing stupidly, come and save me!"

"Bump!"

A stone door next to it suddenly opened, and the disheveled TEDA came out scolding, shouting:

"Why haven't you cleaned up yet, what is the noise, don't you know that Hill is not interested at all in this noisy environment?" (To be continued......)