Stratholme God

  Chapter 22 Who is looking for the Paladin (recommended ticket)

   McDonald's lost control.

  Stop talking, my pants are moving, no one wants to stop me.

   The average person in China has white pores!

   is white hair! It's a genie! What else are you drawing?

  When the system forcibly invaded someone's vision and replaced the things they imagined, McDonald would not hesitate to say: "Change another batch!"

   Well, in the spiritual world, Mai's actions completely imitated the cousin who went on a blind date next door during the Chinese New Year. When my cousin saw that the matchmaker brought five girls in, he glanced at it and said the same thing. For some reason, the two girls bowed professionally, and then the cousin and the two were embarrassed.

   far away...

and many more!

  What do you mean when you code the Veresa I saw with a holy light?

  Who called your paladin?

   Do you think this will work? Even though I knew Veresa was over a thousand years old, I still easily think of her good figure.

  My filial piety will still be hardened!

  Cough!

   When someone strongly requested to remove the Holy Light, the system finally prompted in red: [Serious warning to the host! Challenge the 404 regulations again, and the punishment will be increased until the soul is dissipated. This time the trigger level has reached a medium level, and the host needs an additional 5,000 gold coins].

   This is a bit embarrassing.

  McDonald finally came to his senses. He didn't want to be called by the system every time, "The policeman, it's that person again".

  Therefore, there is the clear eyes of Mai.

  Women, especially beautiful women, are very proud.

   Ignore her beauty, you will be hated, and you will complain if you have a problem with your eyes.

   If you are too lustful to watch, the old-fashioned ruffians will be hated even more.

  The real standard operation should be with an appreciative gaze, a gentleman loves beauty, and he takes it from... Cough, it should be viewed from a distance and cannot be played with.

  Inadvertently, McDonald's did it.

   At this moment, he still didn't know that he had a wave of goodwill inexplicably.

   Hong Kong Zhen, reason told him to keep a distance from Veresa.

  According to history, Veresa is one of those rare heroes who survived from the beginning of the version to the late game. Really messed up, didn't he want to go back for decades? Even if one year here is equal to one month on earth, maybe Cuihua's children could call him uncle at that time.

   No, the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceiving you are.

  I - The legendary One-Hearted McDonald's here swears that if I mess with her I'll…

   At this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the distance, followed by a loud bang.

   Well, there should be a fellow Daoist who is transcending the calamity, and I swear it has nothing to do with someone.

  Anyway, McDonald, who couldn't get Veresa's face with the skinny Dafa, could greet Veresa with the most peaceful attitude: "Do you need something to drink? Your Excellency Windrunner."

   "No, I just came to congratulate Your Excellency on your victory in the first battle. By the way, I apologize for the rudeness before." After that, Veresa bowed slightly.

   This scene made the guard ABC behind McDonald's drool a little.

  Only McDonald's is willing to stop water - nonsense! In his vision...

   I'm sorry for A!

McDonald's eyes were indifferent, and he waved it casually: "It's all trivial matters. If Your Excellency Windrunner likes it, there will be more delicacies to serve at the celebration banquet after the extermination of Zumashal. At this time, since the common enemy makes humans and high elves once again Come together. Let’s work together more sincerely this time.”

   The completely different reaction from the opposite side made Veresa unconscious, and her favorability rating +50!

   "What can I do?"

   "How many elites have you brought here?"

   "Not many, just five or six, but all of them are strong enough to defeat a hundred with one."

  Serijek was a little disdainful, but McDonald believed it.

  The three Windrunner sisters are already very strong, and there are not many weaklings among the rangers who mix with them.

"What we want is elites! We have powerful long-range units, but we lack the means to discover troll shadow hunters, and we lack guidance." He smiled, thought about it, and took out a pile of paint for 3D maps: "Here is some paint, Conspicuous even at night. If you see shadow hunters piling up, paint this stuff on the feathers and shoot them near them."

"That's it?"

"That's it!"

  The beautiful woman arrives gracefully and leaves gracefully.

   McDonald's has nothing to regret: I and the Windrunner sisters are destined to be the prodigal little prince and tool man!

remember! If you want to go back, don't get involved with the women here!

   sent Veresa away, and McDonald brought people to the back camp, where the gifts he was going to give to the moss-rotten troll were stored.

   Touching the thick mortar barrel, McDonald couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart.

   At this point in time, dwarves and humans are not in an alliance state, and the steam tanks of dwarves are quite dreadful, running all over the place, and those spaceships that fly in the sky have not been developed, let alone [Break the Sky] or something. The only reliable thing is the mortar, which is still exchanged for N tons of Thorium ingots.

   There was no major incident that night, and the next day, as expected, the advancing Centipede chariot team was strongly blocked.

  Trolls, as intelligent creatures, quickly adjusted their tactics. They no longer attacked the convoy with javelins and spears in vain, but threw stones in large numbers.

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

   Large and small stones rained down on the top of the rushing car, making people feel that the car would fall apart at any time.

   Unexpectedly, the roof was smashed through, but the wheels of several rushing cars were broken, or the suspension system of the cottage was smashed. Without the wheels, even if the cart is a professional, it is difficult to push the car up steep slopes.

   At this time, the mortar unit erected on the mountainside platform showed its power.

   "Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!" After the strange muffled sound, as black dots the size of fists fell from the sky, those trolls entrenched on the cliff suffered fatal blows.

  Trolls have a powerful self-healing ability, which does not mean that their bodies are as hard as steel, and it does not mean that as long as their heads continue to revive indefinitely.

  When the body tissue is lost to a certain extent, it is still to die.

   Over there, just sneaking a few arrows can attract artillery attacks. Seeing the **** trolls, Veresa and the others are relieved.

   "This thing is so good! If we can get it, can we consider attacking Zul'Aman?" Halduron Mingyi proposed to Veresa excitedly.

   Veresa shook her head: "No, first, there are more Amani trolls. Second, the forest terrain has great restrictions on this weapon."

   In any case, trolls rush to the streets, that is the common joy of human beings and elves.

  The trolls tried to get close to the mortar positions on the mountainside at first, but they were ambushed by crossbowmen and elves who were waiting, and finally the trolls retreated after dropping more than 200 corpses the next day.

   This is definitely a heavy loss for the Rotten Moss Clan, whose total number is only 2,000.

The    coalition forces took the opportunity to advance to the next mountainside highland again. Looking over here, even the huge altar of Zumashal could be faintly seen.

   (end of this chapter)