Chapter 772: Unlucky Conrad Again
Chapter 772: Unlucky Conrad Again (Page 1/1)
Charles Manson, a former federal agent and temporary commander-in-chief of the U.S. Imperialist Gamer, lay depressed in a makeshift trench, deaf to the complaints outside.
The rise of greenskin play has even fried its own people, not to mention their temporary cooperative human shrimps.
As soon as the Cyris found cover, the Butts scattered their attention to players across the city.
Out of respect for the saying that explosions are art, Pip applauds them and not only fails to stop the fart boys, but also encourages them to increase their bomb loads.
No matter how strong the city wall is, it can't withstand the continuous blasting of explosives, at least the city wall of Wangxiang City can't stop it.
Greenskins, sheltered by their unknown beliefs, have accomplished an achievement with a very low probability, and seven Butt Boys have hit the same spot at the city gate.
The lining of the solid wood was broken, the steel-polished shell was blown apart, and half of the three-meter-high inner city gate was directly blown to pieces.
The brave greenskins roared excitedly, for them it was like a door to Disneyland, and behind the door was heaven!
“aaagh! I'll be the first greenskin to climb the city wall! "Wild Greenskin, who didn't even have a piece of metal armor, was the first to charge.
Then they were blown up into the sky by the fart spirits equally, and some of those fart spirits have been hovering in the sky for a long time, and they have never found a suitable target.
When Greenskin clashed with the Song soldiers hidden near the city gate, the fart spirits were suddenly excited, and there were fourteen explosions in a row, so that Xu Yichen had to hide in a pit to avoid being blown away by the explosion.
With the advancement of war weapons, the initiative on the battlefield was gradually grasped by the fart spirits, which was unexpected by everyone.
Despite the deliberate connivance of the Idea Brother, in just a few weeks, the war here has escalated from a cold weapon war to a firepower intensity similar to the battlefield of World War I. Not only did humans not fully adapt, but many green skins also did not fully adapt.
And for the Witch King's mercenaries, the strong orcs, who have just arrived, they are even more uncomfortable.
Grom Hellroar escaped from the New World with the orcs on the one hand, on the one hand, because of his own strength, and on the other hand, with the help of the local indigenous tribes, but most importantly, the Witch Kings themselves also wanted to see what surprises would happen to these laboratory products in the wild.
This time, the Witch Kings intend to get closer to the Seris, and the previous failed test items are just brought in as a greeting gift.
The strong orcs are completely two species compared to the greenskins, not only in color, but also in their support for order.
The Greenskins are a fighter in the chaos even in the chaos camp, and it is said that before the Netherworld was invaded by Chaos, a Greenskin, led by their incomparably great War Chief, rushed into the Nether in search of an eternal holy war.
What happened afterwards is unknown because of the loss of contact with the lower realm, but according to reliable sources, before the Chaos invasion, the bloody battle in the lower realm was suspended for more than half a year, and it seems that at that time, hell and the abyss had joined forces......
The Orcs, as close relatives of the Greenskins, were not immune to clichés, and were warmly welcomed by the farts not long after entering the city.
If it weren't for the fact that these strong orcs were also considered 'well-informed' in the New World, the soldiers who were accustomed to cold weapon combat would have been scattered this round.
Grom Hellroar's original brownish face, which was now about the same as the bottom of the black cauldron, made a deal with the mages.
Go somewhere and help a bunch of black-haired and black-eyed humans, and if they succeed, the mages will tell him how to make the orcs.
It was a good deal to trade the battle for the hope of the race's reproduction, and Grom would rather all the warriors he brought out this time die here than complete the mercenary.
But he didn't expect that not long after entering the city, there would be such a large casualty.
Seven Orc warriors were killed on the spot, twice as many were wounded, and it was only six fart spirits who caused it.
Grom Hellroar, who has always had a lot of faith in himself and his kind, has begun to doubt his life, can he really complete this mission?
In the dark of the city, every explosion is like a fireworks, creating a loud noise and bright light.
And in Grom's eyes, the whole city is like a festival at this time, constantly flickering, exploding, is this hell?
Fortunately, the orcs are natural warriors, and after paying the price once, they learned how to advance in a skirmish way.
The strong orc warriors who expanded the scope of their team soon encountered their first deal, a group of cyres in danger.
Chen's eight-foot sturdy body was dodging Conrad's attacks with dexterity that did not fit his character, and in the gap between the giant axe's horizontal and vertical slashes, he jumped back and forth like a kung fu panda, rolling, and even had the opportunity to take time to make a monkey steal peach.
It's a pity that Conrad has a talent similar to [Bathing in Divine Blood], and he doesn't react much to this kind of attack, but the dignity of a man makes him furious.
"Damn it! I'm going to pluck your skin alive and make it into a war drum!" "Conrad was like a demolition machine, and the walls of the houses collapsed and cracked everywhere he passed.
Cilya was carried in the hands of Ensign Seryuk, like a kitten pinched by the neck.
Chen Bachi's captain and two other team members lie on the ground with unknown lives, and the Paladin Saiwen is entangled by another player and is powerless to support.
"Black hair." Grom looked at Chen's appearance, remembering the last time he had met the demon hunter, trying to tell if the other person was a Seris.
"Forget it, let's fight it first, don't cut it if you see black hair and black eyes, and kill the rest!" In the darkness of the night, Grom was dizzy and gave the order: "For the future of the orcs, my brothers and sisters, let's go!" ”
In the process of charging, the strong orcs naturally discharged a goose-shaped formation, which is a common tactic they use against the swarm.
These strong orc veterans didn't look at the enemy in front of them very much, although the other party looked very colorful, but what had not been seen by these veterans who had fought with the Zerg?
On the other side, on the Paladin warship, which had been patrolling the open sea, several sailors were assuring the captain that they had not drunk, and they had actually seen a ship rush past them in the blink of an eye and then disappear in the direction of the shoreline.
"I don't want to hear this kind of nonsense a second time, now go back to your post!" The captain looked at a couple of sailors and snorted: "How can there be a ship like that, just kidding." ”
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