The Game of Demon Hunter

Fifteen years ago, the Far South Colony was still a barren land, shrouded in mist all day long, and the nearby sea area was called the Storm Sea, which was almost a jeopardy, and no ship could pass through it safely. However, one day suddenly, the thick fog cleared, and the Sea of ​​Storms also calmed down his anger. Only then did the Far South Continent reveal its true face to the world.

Just like Viscount Anthony, the former owner of Antony Grand Port, a large number of nobles who were frightened by chaos and the Roman Empire on the old road went to sea to seek a peaceful land, and the Far South Colony ushered in its golden age. As Viscount Anthony became Earl Anthony, his pioneering knights also tried to achieve their great cause around Antony Port.

The castle at the feet of the witcher is a product left over from the era when the knights held their own banners and led the colonists who were willing to follow them into the Black Forest. On the way, the ranger once told the witcher, don't look at the farms and camps of many pioneers dotted in the Black Forest, but the barren land in the coastal area keeps these people in a state of barely starving to death, and there is no possibility of expansion room for.

These gathering points rely on hunting prey in the forest, or harvesting some fish from the river to make a living, and they can only be so small forever that more than ten years have passed, and the officials of Antony Grand Port are too lazy to make a copy. Mark their maps.

But the castle in front of me is unexpectedly large in scale, with a towering main building in an exotic style, and the surrounding walls are four or five meters high. If it wasn't for the green skins making a mess here, it might be called majestic. Inside the wall, it can be seen that the ground has been specially compacted. Even though it has not been maintained for many years, it is still different from the outside of the city.

The knight who died of illness was obviously an ambitious guy. He also built a turret at the dead corner of the city wall. Although it had collapsed due to lack of maintenance, the stone was transported from other places and had been polished.

With a flash of the long sword, the two green-skinned wrestlers were beheaded, and the spectators around were smashed into pieces by the female warrior. Li Yanlong stretched out his hand and pushed open a gate leading to the castle. The stench coming from her nostrils made the nun of silence, who had been paralyzed for a long time, frown and took a step back.

"Head, shall we still go in?" Li Yanlong closed the door again with a bang. The smell inside reminded him of the skunk bombs that the instructors threw into the dormitory during military training.

"Althea, your Witch Union will bear the cost of building my territory, right?" The witcher looked at the witch covering her nose with her collar: "Do you have a way to completely clean up the smell here? "

Even the political commissar is unwilling to just go in like this, it has nothing to do with will, this is a test of the physical limit. Moreover, witches have all sorts of strange abilities, maybe there is a good way?

Altea waved his hand, and the crow made of two flames blasted a few greenskins who had come over to Waaagh back to the crowd. The greenskins touched their heads, turned around and mingled with their companions: "No problem , we have a strong deodorant that we bought from the Kislev merchant, the people there have been fighting with the green skins for so many years, and there is a whole set of solutions for the territory that the green skins have occupied!"

Well, may the gods in the sky bless Mrs. Kisley to survive the greenskins' offensive for a few more years, the witcher thought piously, at least fighting the Chaos demon can guarantee his dignity as a warrior. After only one contact with the Greenskin tribe, he could see clearly that his battle scenes with these funny people in the future must have nothing to do with dignity.

The problem now is to wipe out these cheerful green skins scattered all over the place. The witcher clenched his weapon, looked at the soldiers under him, and shouted: "Hurry up, comrade!" Guys! Hack every living green thing in here before we spit it out!"

Then, under the decisive eyes of everyone, Li Yanlong and the female warrior reopened the door: "Waaagh!!!"

Almost half an hour later, the castle that was originally occupied by the Greenface tribe, the most powerful greenskin tribe in the northern part of the Black Forest, returned to human hands. With the efforts of Xu Yichen and the others, almost 300 green skins stayed here forever, and the remaining green skins finally realized that they were no match for these little shrimps, so they stumbled into the Black Forest.

Of course, the green skins are not afraid of death, but no one wants to be hacked to death in such a muddle-headed way. They just feel that they haven't chosen a boss yet, and it's a bit boring to fight these little shrimps now. Furthermore, they didn't flinch, they just recharged their batteries in order to wait for the opportunity of victory.

Of course, these green skins can't survive for long, neither their character nor the witcher himself will let the other party just dangle in front of his eyes.

But right now, Xu Yichen and his teammates have a lot of headaches. The castle in front of me, no matter how beautiful it was before, has been abandoned for many years, especially after the green-skin tribe occupied it and transformed it into a garbage dump. The scene unfolding in front of everyone at this time is like a storm passing through, almost no buildings are intact.

"Your federation won't give up investing here, right?" Xu Yichen asked cheekily.

At this time, the witch Altea showed a real aura of local tyrants, and a kind of aura that I have in the world with gold coins rose behind her: "Don't worry, although we can't directly provide human resources, we are willing to pay all the artificial remuneration. The refugees from Lower Town will clean it up!"

"Then don't waste time here, let's find a place to camp upwind, and wait for them to come." The female warrior rarely showed her feminine side: "If I stay here any longer, I will persist Can't stop!"

Li Yanlong and You Xia also nodded. After this battle, both of them were thinking about their future fighting methods. Li Yanlong's magic long sword was basically useless. In the battle with Tin Boy, the weapon almost turned into a saw during the countless contacts with metal.

The ranger Ji Wanbing plans to replace the dwarf with a full set of armor-piercing triangular arrows. Since he is backed by the gold master, he can't wrong himself, and it's all on the account of the witcher! Mancini, on the other hand, followed behind the crowd in silence, with an expression that I am a professional mercenary, cleverly standing out of the sight of the witcher every time.

PS: Let me explain to you first, this kind of gunpowder weapon is not a threat to professionals, of course, if you want to think about the caliber of Brother Pianzi, it will be different. This thing didn’t come out of nowhere, and there will be a more detailed explanation in the chapter tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, which can be regarded as a popular science for readers who don’t know the race of green skins, and let you take a look at a corner of the loess area by the way.

PS: Thank you book friend @封晨银 for your reward