"Albert, do you really want to turn against us for the sake of this group of aliens?" Bill's face darkened. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the prince's guard, who was lifted away by Albert, stood up, endured the sharp pain in his abdomen, and said angrily: "Bill, what are you still talking this nonsense for? I was here to help you just now." Guys, slaughter this little bastard and let these people know how good the royal guards are. He said in high spirits, but he didn't move, and he didn't have the slightest intention of making the first move.

And the other nine prince's guards did not move, but just glared at Albert.

That blow was so shocking that no one wanted to be the next unlucky ghost. Albert's previous impression of these people was that of a humble and gentle teenager with a smile on his face, and even made people ignore Albert's true identity - the first magical genius of the Terrans.

But just now, Albert showed the terrifying strength of the ancient magician, not only did he blast the nine-star warrior away with one blow, but no one could see his movements clearly.

I'm afraid that no one below the royal rank will be Albert's opponent.

"Gast, shut your foul mouth for me. Bill glared at his companion who had been knocked away by Albert, he didn't want to really get into a fight with Albert. Unlike the other nine royal guards, Bill is not only proud but also middle-aged and calm, he knows that Albert is a talent favored by the great prince, and they have no capital to compete with him.

It's just that this kid is really too arrogant, and he even made them apologize to the lowly aliens.

"You can insult me, but no one can insult my friend unless he has lived enough. Albert said gloomily, "If you are not one of Aduros' subordinates. I won't even give you a chance to apologize. ”

The flames on his body grew hotter. The whole abandoned factory is like an oven.

The air was extremely distorted. The wood piled up in the factory even smoked, the iron products were also a little red, and the ten princes' guards were sweating profusely, and they couldn't help but retreat. However, the weird thing is that Joanna and the others didn't feel any discomfort.

The red dragon can master all the characteristics of fire, he can make the flames rage, and he can also make the flames gentle and peaceful.

"You have a minute to think about it. Albert said. His dark eyes reflected the light of fire, but his gaze was as chilling as an ice cave.

The prince's guards looked at each other, and finally they all turned their eyes to their commander, Bill, including the one who had abused Albert.

Feeling the gaze behind him, Bill was sweating profusely on his back.

Not only because of the temperature of the factory, but more because of the cold sweat, he stared at Albert, and when the one-minute deadline was approaching, he finally lowered the proud head of the royal guard. Performed a standard samurai salute," I apologize for what I said. I hope you can forgive me. ”

At this time, the other nine princes' personal guards all breathed a sigh of relief.

They were really afraid that they would fight Albert, and for some reason, this seemingly thin teenager gave them a heavy sense of oppression. But that has nothing to do with strength, they haven't fought against king-level powerhouses like this before.

Albert nodded in satisfaction, smiled and stepped forward, helping the depressed Bill.

There is a reason why he did this, the prince's personal guard is quite proud, and if he doesn't take the opportunity to give a little color, he won't obey his orders at all in the future. But if it is blindly suppressed, it will also cause the opposite effect, and it is appropriate to do this now, that is, to suppress the arrogance of Bill and others, and not to embarrass the other party too much.

These are all things that Albert learned after serving as the head of the Dawning Mercenary Group, and of course, the most important reason why he did this was to help his friends vent their bad breath.

Albert doesn't treat his friends the same way he treats his subordinates.

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Buffia's eastern border, Sunset Fortress.

This majestic fortress, temporarily guarded by the Auston Empire, is one of the entrances to the Terran territory, so the outside of Sunset Fortress is filled with shouts of killing all day long, and there is never a moment of peace.

The orc army and the human army have been facing each other for more than three years, with daily battles, daily attrition, and daily infusion of new soldiers, as if endlessly. No one knew how many lives the fortress had devoured, 100,000 or 200,000, only that the blood had stained the entire land red, and that the air was filled with an indelible smell of blood, mixed with the stench of corpses.

The vultures hovered in mid-air, waiting for a feast, and in the past few years they had lived so well that they no longer had to pick up the leftovers of lions and hyenas, and they could survive every day until they could no longer eat.

And on this day, the orc army arrived as scheduled, and once again came to the city.

Unlike human warriors, most orcs do not wear heavy plate armor or chain mail, and wear a **** upper body, or rattan armor or leather armor.

Of course, that may be because the orc's forging skills are not enough to smelt iron ore in large quantities, but no one doubts the orc's combat prowess, and even with well-equipped equipment, it is difficult for ordinary human soldiers to kill strong orc warriors alone.

"Soft bastard Natsuzo, get out and lick Uncle's ass. The orc general, mounted on the back of a black wolf, shouted, raising his battle axe.

At the same time, the orc warriors followed the general and raised their battle axes, roaring and roaring.

The human soldiers on the ramparts looked at the bloodstained axes with an unconcealed fear in their eyes. The war has continued to this day, and most of the veterans have died, and the few who survived have become commanders who no longer have to fight. And these recruits provided by the lords of various places are almost cannon fodder sent to death, and many of them can't even swing their swords, and they are completely captured by the nobles.

The only thought on the minds of the recruits is for humanity to hurry up and announce their surrender.

It's a matter of time, but no one dares to say it, and even fools can see that humans can't withstand the attacks of the orcs.

"Soft-egg Natsuzo, is your wife having trouble giving birth again, or is it your mother?" the orc general grinned, driving the wolf around the city, cursing in a variety of ways. This is a compulsory course for generals, a qualified general can not hold a sword, but he must be able to scold the street, otherwise how to lure the battle?

And this orc general is an "all-rounder" who can kill people and curse the street.

"Stupid Brady, are you afraid that you won't be able to speak again after dying in battle?" A burly middle-aged man in silver-plated armor came to the city wall, looked at the orc general below, and squirted back without showing weakness.

"Okay, come and kill me. The orc general spread his hands and unscrupulously exposed his chest to the human archers' field of vision.

"As you wish. Xia Zuo smiled and said secretly in his heart, you are determined to lose today. Just yesterday afternoon, he welcomed a distinguished guest, and looking at the triumphant Brady below, he said to the herald, "Open the gate, fight!" (to be continued.) )