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The bristle pig has finally come to the belt of the church in this steppe and hills. It is a lush and lush grassland, and to the northwest is a slightly barren stretch of hills. Dozens of miles away is where the Cyclops tribe gathers. And over here. There is often some clear spring water seeping out. There are also some medium-quality arable ones. Therefore, it was designated as the soil of the royal family. And in the distance a number of strong and heavy defensive fortresses were built. to fend off the ferocious centaur threat.

The fortress in the distance is so "strong". It's like a crouching bluerock beast. Majestic look at the vast surroundings of the big one. The thick blue-gray rock wall still has traces of red. It seems to show his strength and indestructibility. Repeatedly repaired the thick city walls, smooth and smooth. It's like a mighty fortress that has not been put into use for a long time.

The bristled pig retracted 1 light. I remembered the battle not long ago and the comrades who had died in battle. Maybe there was some fighting here. I also buried some comrades~~ but. The most important thing now is to find that kobold lizardman named Pache Parra. Find out the culprit who killed my mother!

He put his mind away. He walked into the humble village in front of him. It is said that the people here have seen some kobold lizardmen in action.

It was as dilapidated as an army crossing the border, and collapsed and half-collapsed thatched houses abounded. Some families hastily build a big grass hut to be regarded as "settling down". Next to the hut is a pile of collapsed earth walls and burned ash from a thatched roof. Full of eyes. I can't see a sound house.

Is this all the "masterpiece" of the centaurs?, Piggy with a mane thought hatefully. I saw a middle-aged man with a wrinkled face and numb eyes plowing in the field in front of me. So he stepped forward and asked the other party.

The man's gray wrinkled face was really bitter, and he looked as if he had been in prison for decades. After listening to the inquiry of the mane pig, he pointed to a half-collapsed stone house and said: "The male owner of that family used to be a ko-headed lizardman between the grassland and the mountains. He knew best. Go ask him. ”

Come under this dilapidated house. I saw a woman with a lame leg doing housework with the difficulty of crutches. The only thing in the relatively complete half of the house was a simple clay kang covered with rotten sheepskins and linen, a rotten old cabinet with no cabinet doors, and two lame chairs. And a desk that's still finished. Probably because it's gray inside and out. It's so dirty, so the centaurs didn't touch the stone when they attacked.

A bunch of unknown stuff was boiling in a cauldron on the table. It looks like a pile of runny vegetables, but it has a faint bitter taste. It's like boiling medicine. Pigs with bristles don't like the smell of medicine. The woman who hurriedly stretched her legs asked about the situation. When I asked, I found out that her man and his child had gone to collect firewood. It may be a little while.

Pigs with just manes are not easy to stand on. only helped this poor peasant woman who was not old and decrepit to move some fire. Then he helped her chop vegetables. But this "dish" is obviously not eaten by people!

"Alas~~" The wrinkled peasant woman kept sighing: "The food of the people has been taken away by the old masters, and more than half of our rations are only enough to eat for more than half a year. and swept away all the grain. There's nothing to eat now. These are weeds drawn from the grasslands and hills. Anyway, you can fill your stomach. ”

The bristled pig asked in a deep voice: "But these things are harmful to the body! Long-term consumption will shorten your life! Don't you know this?" The numb eyes of the woman opposite showed two points of misery, and she just shook her head and sighed: "How can you not know." But if you don't eat, you'll starve to death. Is there any other way than to eat?Alas~~ What's the point of living like this? Either you are strong or I take it. It's better to go to Goddess Celia sooner. The sweetest and harmless fruits can be eaten there. You can drink a large bean soup every day. Alas~~It's good to go early~~ It's just that I can't rest assured~~ I gave birth to four and died three. I don't know if this last one will grow up. May the goddess bless you. As he spoke, he couldn't help but worship a simple half-arm-high statue of a goddess on the wooden cabinet.

The bristled pig listened. I panicked. Although I know these things. But most of the time was spent at the Brute Fighter Training Ground. I didn't really see a lot of things, but now I look at it carefully and feel upset, so I don't keep silent. Until two piles of "wood" came in the distance.

The firewood is two people tall. It almost crushed the person carrying the firewood underneath. At first glance. I thought it was two piles of heavy timber moving on my own! When I got closer, I saw that there was a father and a son in coarse linen clothes pressed down below. It's all dirt that doesn't slip away. Carrying something several times heavier than himself, he walked step by step on the potholed road. Looking at them again, they are also thin, and they seem to be a combination of gray firewood. I don't know when I'm going to be crushed.

The bristled pig shook his head and sighed, stepped forward to help them carry the firewood back to the half-collapsed house. The man said, "I've seen a bunch of ko-headed lizardmen moving outside, and one of them is full of magic items. It looks very precious. But they come and go in a hurry. I don't know what I'm doing. Never harassed us anyway. If you're looking for it, sir. You can follow the path outside the fortress all the way to the two hills. Where to guard. You might be able to run into them. "As a lowly farmer. Met anyone who was a little taller. It doesn't matter if he's big or small. Even if it's a two-year-old 1 child. All add the word "master". of themselves were trained and beaten.

The mane pig was about to get up and leave. Suddenly, another thin middle-aged farmer ran in the distance. "Flavis!" shouted from this side, "Two more of us were stoned while we were repairing the fortress." Go and heal!" The man in front of him, named "Flavis", replied, "Wait for me to eat something." Hurriedly scooped a fluttering vegetable paste from the bowl. I swallowed it in a few gulps.

The bristled pig stared at his old bowl with seven or eight mouths missing, and said, "So you're a priest." I also happen to go to the outside through the guò fortress. Let's go together. Oh~~ Can I taste your food?" Flavis "Priest" was stunned for a moment before he hesitated and said, "This thing is very difficult to eat, and ~~ we don't have many left." ”

The bristled pig smiled and said:

Child. I'll buy a bowl and try it. It's money. As he spoke, he handed over a fine silver coin. Seeing that the other party did not dare to answer. He said, "The money is looking for me." Then we'll talk about that later. I'll try it first. After finishing speaking, he scooped a bowl and swallowed it.

Damn! It's just a bowl of weird-tasting grass!

Endured with the unpleasant smell of strange dishes. The bristly hairy pig finally followed the pastor Flavi, who looked more like a farmer fleeing the wilderness. Slowly walked to the front of the neat fortress that was 4 tall and wide as a small hill. You can smell the faint aroma of barbecued meat. It was as if a sumptuous feast was being held in the fortress. It makes people can't help but salivate slightly.

When you walk to the level next to the fortress. Sure enough, I saw two low-grade gem dragon vein warlocks wearing expensive lace brocade robes and white swaying high-grade steel scale armor. is buried in the oil and munched on the flesh and bones. Beside them stood a dozen ogres and bear spirits in heavy scale armor and armed with sharp spears and axes. Gather in a thoughtful service circle and serve carefully. Such a thoughtful spirit jewel dragon vein can exert energy to command the fifty or sixty emaciated human coolies next to them. These numb humans are repairing a large and broken stone watchtower next to the checkpoint.

"Hurry up!" said the Emerald Gem Dragon Vein Ogre sitting on a large wooden chair. Meimei gnawed on a large piece of oily meat. He raised his hand and shouted, "If you can't fix this tower, before the arrival of the Sculus centaurs." We can't stop those murderous creatures! When their village gets over again, don't blame us! Isn't this Pastor Flavis? Hurry up and treat those unlucky guys. We're short of manpower here. Then he said to a burly silver-armored ogre warrior beside him, "Go." Get me a towel to the fortress. It's all oil. It was uncomfortable to the touch and died. ”

The bristled pig bears the emblem of the royal army. After a hasty inspection. Suddenly, Yin Yang laughed and said, "You are the barbarian fighter of Faznoula Village, the mane pig? I heard that you can all fly now." Why don't you just put on a show and we'll see?"

The bristled pig replied without a face: "Only my teacher, Jay Leno, can fly." I'm going to practice for a while. Then came the "priest" of Flavis, and the two broken men were lying alone on the top of the place, groaning beside a puddle of blood and a pile of large rocks. There's nothing. Not a single one.

Because you don't want to go and repair the three-story watchtower next to it.

The two old men looked to be no more than forty years old. But the hair was all gray. He didn't show any joy when he saw Flavis. He just watched the priest cast a white hand light wheel. After the light wheel of this treatment, the flesh and bone quickly peristalsis and heals after the wound.

Due to the severity of the opponent's injuries, it took Flavis several low-level healing techniques in a row to heal all the wounds. As soon as the two unlucky and lucky men stood up, they heard a strong scolding from the Emerald Dragon Vein Ogre not far away: "The two over there have been cured! Come over there and work, don't be sluggish, if the centaurs come." Our watchtowers are not good. You just wait to be slaughtered!"

The bristled pig saw that the other party's position was higher than his own. Only the dissatisfied whispered reprimand: "Even if the watchtower is not repaired." As long as your fortress is not breached. Then there is a responsibility for expulsion! Why don't you even have this basic common sense now? Tell me about it next time. Let the royal family take care of it. ”

Flavis, who was next to him, got up and sighed, "Don't bother with that. It has also been remediated before. But what's the use? The battlefield is full of changes. How can you do everything according to the rules? There is always a reason for them to shirk their responsibilities. Besides, their gem dragon vein is the royal family. How could the royal family slap themselves in the mouth? Alas~~ That's it, look straight after the building is repaired. They can keep their word. ”

The bristled pig heard the "taste". He asked in a deep frown, "You mean." They used to break their word often - like. After repairing the watchtower, it is possible to ignore the centaur bandits?" the other shrugged. said plainly: "When the half-horse is a little less, maybe I will send a few soldiers over for a while." Urge the robbers to leave early. But there are a lot of centaurs. They ~~ then they won't come out. But every time the centaurs come over a lot. Hundreds to thousands. Where can they stop this little force? The royal family is noble. Are you willing to shed blood in vain and even risk sacrifice for us? Forget it~~ Haven't the days been the same? You better hurry up and find those kobold lizardmen. It's hard to find when it's late. ”

The bristled pig sighed deeply. Turned around and strode away. The feet of the royal family are never comforting.

A group of kobold lizardmen were defeated, but they had already retreated along the path into the mountains. I saw this group of short guys covered in blood and frightened. While dragging the tattered leather armor like a beggar's suit, he pulled his legs and "raced" in a panic. One yelled and cursed each other. Some scolded the ferocious and terrible centaurs. Some are scolding their own people.

Doodoo yelled at Pachpala in a fit of rage, "Didn't you say those Metellus centaur remnants were easy to deal with—to get rid of that High Priest named Shanwu." You can safely pit other people. And then we'll take over the business here. There is also more money to solicit believers for the Bahamut God. But today not only did they not trap them. Instead, they lost half of their partners. You take full responsibility!"

Pachpala was even more aggressive, clutching the deep blood-red wound on his arm. He retorted back unceremoniously and said, "How did I know that guy named Trier would have a perverted knife? That medium-handled golden war knife is definitely not ordinary." At least pure gold, I guess. Otherwise, it would never have been possible to split my boulder mechanism! Hell, he should have been crushed to death. You don't blame him. Don't forget who brought these teams for you! I didn't work hard to help you lead the team. Don't think that you can develop and grow by opening your mouth all day long, Bahamut and closing your mouth, you don't even know a 0 magic now. Why should everyone listen to you!" (To be continued.) If you want to know what will happen next. Please lock biquge.info chapter for more. Support the author. Support Aishang Novel Network!)

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