My Magic Age

In the early morning, the blood wolf knight left the camp alone and returned to Gurudin Town with the news about our team. For every team that has recently left Gurudin Town, the Elders Council of Gurudin Town has sent knights to search for them in the wilderness. The sea fishing that casts nets everywhere obviously has no clues about the thieves who stole thunderbird feathers. And we were undoubtedly included in the list of suspects. The timing was too coincidental. It happened to be half a day after we left Gurudin Town that the feather was stolen. Fortunately, we have sufficient evidence to prove that we No chance to participate in this matter.

I remember that a few days ago, Kurtz's sister, Miss Kuyerman, proudly introduced to us the feather that was filled with the power of thunder and lightning. It is difficult for every magician to resist such a feather filled with thunderous power. If it is embedded on a staff, it can directly upgrade a rotten branch into a staff of excellent quality.

But soon, our attention shifted from this thing to something else.

On the afternoon of the second day after leaving Gurudin Town, Catalina stood on the Yagui beast and looked into the distance. She discovered the liger leader who had abandoned his sword and escaped in the wilderness of the northern foot. He was riding a A Gubolai horse stood on a hillock from a distance, watching us quietly. If it weren't for Catalina's super-sharp eyes, we wouldn't be able to see clearly.

I finally realized that my inexplicable panic last night was not without reason. But at that time, a blood wolf knight suddenly appeared in our tribe. It was the knight who sent us the letter and investigated whether we had alibi, who scared away the liger leader. I think he must be looking at us coldly from a distance at this moment.

To this day, we still don’t know his name, but his golden eyes full of murderous aura are deeply engraved in each of our hearts. I guess he is at least a sixth or seventh level warrior. If Qige hadn't used a scroll of wisdom on the spot that day, there was a high chance that he wouldn't have been able to stop the liger leader's charge.

Unlike the noble children of Ming Qian or Dai, these noble children are just warrior apprentices in the academy who have not officially become warriors. They don't even have any actual combat experience. However, these bandits in the wilderness are different. They kill and He has rich combat experience, and his level has reached the level of Jianbach in the Storm Chaser Adventure Group, or just one step behind Baoji, the leader of the Star Adventure Group.

First, the liger leader stood alone on the hillock, looking at us from a distance.

One horse, two horses, three horses... then a dense black line appeared on the entire hillock, and hundreds of horse thieves appeared on the horizon.

It was a group of fighting argali wearing gray armor, with a pair of huge curved horns on their heads. The gray dwarves covered in scale armor, carrying huge two-handed mountain axes, stared at us coldly. At this moment, I saw the sea of ​​people opposite, and my heart felt cold. The bone-chilling chill extended from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

After Kurtz and I looked at each other, we both knew something was wrong.

The next moment after those gray dwarves appeared, they had already raised their whips and rushed towards us. The dust they raised covered the sky and the sun.

It seems that this surprise attack by the leader of the ligers has been planned for a long time. They are waiting for us in the outer wilderness of Gurudin Town. I didn't know what to do for a moment. Seeing Catalina shivering with fear, I whispered in her ear with the lowest voice: "If we are scattered, you will carry Qi behind your back." Run, run well The farther the better. Her body is very light, you can run very fast, right? I will let you bring enough frost scrolls, as long as the妷闫鹄 笑瑑君�

Catalina's eyes were full of fear, and she was even speechless. Fortunately, she could nod to show that she understood.

I let go of the confused Catalina, jumped to Qige and gave her a firm hug. Then I held her head with both hands and stared into her eyes. Although she was a noble magician apprentice, she She still panics when faced with fear. I said to her: "You and Catalina will retreat with the elders and children in the tribe in a moment. Don't come back to find us. Do you understand? Let Catalina be killed like this." You run as far as possible, and take more scrolls with you on the way!"

"Jijia, what are you still talking about? Get ready to fight!" Kuz's voice came from behind Aguimon, and he was calling me. In Kurtz's dictionary, there are never words such as failure or retreat. No matter what kind of crisis he encounters, he will rush to the front without fear. And I, at least in Kurtz's eyes, am also such a person. For those who are fearless and unafraid of any danger.

I turned around and saw that he had loosened the rope of the demon-sealed wooden box filled with frost scrolls. The heavy wooden box fell on the sandy hill with a bang. I knew that Kurtz must want to fight to the death here. I guess I must Those argali with four legs cannot outrun them. Instead of being caught up and then hacked to death, it is better to fight back and be more manly. So he said to Kurtz: "These scrolls have no time to be clamped, so they are all scattered on the slope. We use arrows and copper peas to trigger the rope buckle mechanism!"

At this time, Gribaschin ran out of the crowd in embarrassment. He wanted to grab Gerile's hand. Gerile was as slippery as a fish in the water and did not let her grandpa hold him. Gribaschin Stomping his feet, he said: "You are going to run with Master Kuz and the agile female warriors. Grandpa will hold these old guys who can't run here for a while. You must remember that once you are about to be overtaken, , just divide into two groups and run separately. Only in this way can you have a chance to survive. "

"Grandpa, do I run away? I want to fight to the death with Aziz here!" Gerile touched the short javelin behind him and mustered up the courage to say.

Gribastin's eyes were moist and he murmured: "Silly boy!"

At this time, the beast girls in the Laitu tribe also discovered gray dwarf bandits all over the mountains and plains in the distance. The dust kicked up by those running argali sheep made the horizon look like a sandstorm. Almost all the orcs in the wasteland have been robbed by gray dwarf bandits. If gray dwarf bandits were not so rampant, the big shots in the orc tribe would not have devoted their entire country to annihilating gray dwarf bandits. It's just that at this time, a hundred miles away from Gurudin Town, such a gray dwarf bandit group with a team of 100 people appeared, which is really surprising. Just last autumn, the allied orcs patted their chests and said to all the orcs: We have killed all the gray dwarves!

This time, panic did not spread.

When the dust in the sky and the gray dwarf bandits appeared, the most important figures in the team did not hesitate at all and actively participated in the preparations for the war. Especially when the whole box of magic scrolls fell directly on the hillside, looking at the white flowers from a distance. I took out the silver-plated shotgun from the luggage roll, checked it a little and put it on my back.

Fifty beastwomen carrying short javelins stood side by side on the highest point of the mound. Behind them was a group of unarmed old and weak beastmen. Some orcs in the crowd began to hum a melodious folk song, and I could only hear the general meaning: Today is a glorious day, and the blood-stained flag surrounds us. Have you ever heard the screams of the soldiers fighting on the battlefield? Who wants to break into our midst and kill our children, wives, and relatives?

Then someone started dancing to the rhythm. Some of the beast warriors even took off their leather vests and danced together to the faint beat of the drum. Elder Gribaschin sitting aside rolled up his sleeves and kept beating on a gray stone drum. Although the sound was faint, I felt a melody that made my blood boil from the bottom of my heart. It was a kind of magical power that filled my body.

I couldn't help but want to dance with those beast girls standing in a row. I couldn't feel the fluctuation of magic elements in the air, but there was just such a power growing in my body. I looked at Kurtz beside me with surprise. He also became extremely excited at this time. At this moment, the fear in everyone's hearts was slowly dissipating.

At this time, Catalina actually jumped down from the Yahui. She took off the linen blouse outside, revealing the light salamander skin armor that was like a burning flame. With her flaming red hair, she looked like a fire fighter. Elf. Holding the Swordbreaker in one hand, she jumped to my side, apparently wanting to fight with me.

I pushed her hard, threw my arms around her neck, hung on her soft body with great reluctance, and said to her ear: "Go take care of Qige, you have to do it at the last moment." Run away with her, do you know?"

She hesitated slightly, but shook her head firmly and said hoarsely: "I want to fight with you."

Kuz's maid Asakusa was also carrying a black iron rod at this time and followed behind Kuz quietly. No matter how Kuz tried to persuade her, scolded her, or pushed her, she remained unmoved and just followed Kuz stubbornly. Behind Zi, Kuz was finally seen taking her with him very helplessly, trying to spread out the frost scrolls on the grass as much as possible.

When I was hugging Katarina and trying to persuade her, Qige jumped off the back of Aguimon in a wide magic robe, holding a magic rune sword in one hand, and ran over angrily, glaring at me, that beautiful The big eyes seemed to say to me: You look down on others a little too much! She stood next to me, looking at the beast girls dancing the war dance with some excitement, and said: "Look at those beast women, they are doing the war dance!"

I was a little stupid and said: "So this is a war dance. I thought it was such a mysterious dance, but it turns out it is so simple! I can learn this too!"

Qige said with insight: "It turns out that war dances are not based on a specific dance posture to inspire a certain kind of power. They are more like praying to the ancestors along with the rhythm. Ah! That's right! Why didn't I think of that? , this is the power of the ancestors. The orcs believe in the spirits of the ancestors and the beast gods. It seems that these war dances are praying for the protection of the spirits of the ancestors. "

Those gray dwarf bandits rushed over like a tide, and I saw the leader of the ligers rushing to the forefront. He was mixed in the crowd, carrying two giant swords behind his back. The two giant swords were clearly the ones he had sold to the human businessman in Gurudin Town. No wonder our whereabouts were so thoroughly tracked by these bandits. There must be a traitor in Gurudin Town who is supporting them.

The dwarf bandits rode on the argali and rushed all the way. At the bottom of the earth slope 500 meters away from our tribe, they made the final charge formation adjustment. The leader of the lion-tiger people was next to a sturdy gray dwarf bandit, trying to persuade the bearded gray dwarf leader. I saw that the gray dwarf had begun to hesitate. The bearded leader raised the iron hammer in his hand high. At this time, no argali knight dared to cross his raised iron hammer.

... Beautiful dividing line...

The gray dwarf leader Barent held the huge argali horn with one hand and raised the war hammer with the other hand. His arrogant eyes burst into the fire of hatred, and his whole body was boiling. His strong body was wrapped in gorgeous dwarf scales, and even the fighting argali under his crotch was covered with a thick layer of armor.

These fighting argali had been fed with grass mixed with poppy flowers before. In the next hour, they were most excited. Their eyes were already full of red bloodshot, and their noses were constantly spewing hot air. They were restlessly kicking the soft grass, waiting for the war horn to blow, and then they would rush forward without scruples and slaughter all the orcs within their sight.

The dwarves are very vengeful, and these hatreds will be accompanied by barley wine in the beer glass, and the longer they are, the stronger they will be. Their hearts are not as broad as their bodies. For the defeat in the battle with the Orc Tribe Alliance last year, which caused the collapse of the entire front line, the gray dwarf leader Barent always believed that it was the fault of the great leader Bronzebeard, and it was his command error that caused today's defeat.

Most of the gray dwarves who survived the war have gradually migrated to the deeper underground world this year. The vanguard has found a new volcanic lava pool deep in the earth veins. As long as there is enough underground fire, the dwarves will use their advanced forging technology to dig out a city in the underground world.

But for Barent, the dwarf leader who used to plunder the orc tribe in the western wilderness all day long in the Pai Wasteland, this kind of life hidden underground is unbearable. There is not enough beer, no warm sunshine, no fragrant grass, only the red underground lava belt, and if you accidentally fall into it, you will turn into a puff of green smoke.

Barent doesn't like this kind of life. He would rather die in battle than continue to live in such harsh conditions. So on the night before the Winter Harvest Festival, he joined some dwarf warriors who had the same idea as him and wanted to return to the ground for revenge. After stealing hundreds of argali from the gray dwarf cavalry, he returned to the ground in a mighty manner. They were worried about the encirclement and suppression of the orc tribe coalition forces, and throughout the early spring, they had been wandering around the edge of Qinghai Lake outside the Night Wolf Cliff Pass, where there was almost no grass. If they had not been able to secretly dig some potatoes on the edge of the swamp a hundred miles away to the south of Qinghai Lake, these gray dwarf warriors might not have survived this cold winter.

In the past few months, they have been hiding from XZ, worried about the encirclement and suppression of the orc tribe coalition forces. There are shadows of wolf riders everywhere in the wasteland. Even those orc hunters who hunted demon antelopes in the deepest part of the wasteland were too powerful for the hundreds of gray dwarf warriors. The orcs seemed to have no idea what fear was. When they saw the gray dwarves, they would rush over with red eyes and fight. For such a fierce people, Barent's hatred has occupied his entire head.

This time, the news brought by the gray dwarf's friend, the lion-tiger warrior Bifokuri, said that there was an orc tribe in the western wilderness, carrying a large amount of supplies and rushing to Night Wolf Cliff to encircle and suppress the wind wolf den entrenched there. In such a disaster year, there was such a big move, which finally gave Barent a chance to retaliate against these dirty orcs.

Originally, the gray dwarves who were still somewhat conservative in the team did not agree with this surprise attack, and thought that at least a small group of servants should be sent to find out the opponent's strength, but the lion-tiger Bifokuri laughed at them and said that they were a group of cowards who couldn't even beat a woman, and patted his chest to guarantee that the whole team was made up of orc women and orc children who could only herd sheep. The dwarves, who were stimulated to blush, finally had to fight to preserve their last bit of dignity.