29 Rhine Town

The town of Rhine is the closest to the desert, named after a Rhine River, which is the only river within a hundred miles and maintaining the survival of hundreds of thousands of people around it.

As a border town, it is naturally an important town for sergeants. The military defense and Eke Town here must be more than that. After all, this is a desert, attacking warcraft, these warcrafts are definitely much more ferocious than people.

To deal with monsters, especially some low-level monsters, fire attack is undoubtedly not a good weapon, so you can see bunker-like arson platforms everywhere on the walls of Rhine Town, which were created to resist the invasion of Warcraft.

These four-meter high platforms are all made of flint in the desert, and countless fire magic crystal nuclei provide energy, making these inconspicuous forts extremely ferocious when they explode.

When there is a Warcraft attack, once someone presses the switch, then the arson platform begins Yang Wei. It is a fan fire outlet and will not let go of any Warcraft. Its effective attack range can reach 30 meters, which allows several arson platforms not far away to cooperate with each other.

And this is only the hardware facility of the town, and the army stationed here is even more majestic. In order to resist the attack of Warcraft, hundreds of thousands of troops are stationed here every day, and for a long time, it has become a training ground for the whole empire. Border guards in any province in the country must be stationed here regularly for training. Practice.

At this time, the barracks were extremely serious, all because of the arrival of the Royal Legion. With these top legions, no one dared to make a second place.

In a larger council hall of the barracks, countless middle-aged people in military uniforms sat up.

"Cap, how to deal with these prisoners?" A middle-aged man sitting in the second seat asked the mighty man who was drinking tea.

The middle-aged man, who is not angry and arrogant, tasted the tea ceremony with a smile, "This is not in a hurry, don't worry. It's a day when you are all tired. Let's have a tea break!"

Everyone despised, "Don't worry, that's money. These slaves imprisoned are all the strength of the dwarfs. Any one is pulled to the slave market, it's sky-high!"

Someone didn't know where a dwarf slave came from. A few years later, the slave advanced to the sky swordsman, but his value increased countless times. Some people offered 50,000 yuan, and the owner was unwilling to sell it.

And this time the army dispatched, at least more than 300 dwarves were captured, which could be sold into tens of millions of dollars. Who is not moved?

Everyone obediently drank a few sips of tea, and a middle-aged fat man in military uniform couldn't help standing up and said, "Your Excellency, I also drank tea and sat down. Let's discuss how to divide these slaves now!"

This question expressed the thoughts of most people present, and they all nodded one by one.

Looking at the crowd and nodding, the mighty man put down the teacup with a smile, "Ha ha, how to divide it? If these slaves buy it, there will be at least 15 million, which is not a small amount. One of us can get at least one million, but it's a pity!"

Listening to his words, everyone was very curious and shouted one by one, "What's a pity?"

glanced at these officers, and a trace of contempt flashed in the head's eyes and sneered, "I'm afraid we will die!"

This sentence exploded. A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows stood up coldly and said coldly, "Well, this group leader is not worried. As long as I can divide 15 slaves, my Shanlai family is not afraid of any threat!"

Looking at the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, the regiment leader despised, "A fool is a fool!"

After saying that, he stood up straight and said, "Do you really think these dwarves are so easy to swallow?"

It's just a group of idiots who are dying and still awake. Do you remember what the dwarf king said?

He said, "Our king will recover the blood debt for us!" You should know that the dwarf patriarch is already the strong man at the peak of Jiansheng. What kind of existence is their king?

In the end, why didn't those dwarves escape to the desert, but in the direction of Bic? Have you ever thought about it?

These words made everyone's ears red, and then they realized the horror, but they still couldn't figure out why the dwarves did not flee to the desert, but to Bic?

"Why? Because their king is simply the people of Bic, or their king is in Bic!"

An officer stood up, "How can it be! How can the king of the dwarf race be human?

The legion commander didn't seem to care about the man's question and said to himself, "Do you remember the armor of the hill?"

Then everyone suddenly realized, "What's the divine armor? Didn't it disappear later?"

"Hmm! Ignorance, he later appeared in Bic and was auctioned! And the last one you took was an unexpected person!"

Everyone is curious, "Who is it?"

At this time, the regimental commander no longer had the calmness just now. A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, directly crushed the cup, gritted his teeth and said, "Guo Mo!"

As soon as this word came out, the whole audience sighed, "Guo Mo!"

"How could it be him?"

"Don't tell me that the king of the dwarf king is him! I don't want these slaves!"

"I don't want it either!"

...

Looking at the frightened and completely imageless officers, the regimental commander shouted coldly, "Do you think Guo Mo will let you go if you don't want it? With so many dwarves killed this time, which of you is not stained with blood?

At this moment, an unusually clear sound came into everyone's ears.

"Beautiful reasoning, hehe, that's right, I'm not going to let anyone here go!"

Listening to this sentence, the commander's face changed greatly. He wanted to wave a long knife, and it was a knife outside the door! Who? Who pretends to be a ghost again, come out!"

With a bang, the wooden door was split in half, and the wood chips floated casually.

The voice appeared again, "It's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar! Is that how you greet your friends?

The regimental commander looked at the blow fruitlessly and was even more vigilant, "Who is your friend and won't come out!"

Before the voice fell to the ground, a blue sword light that I don't know where it came from fell down and went straight to his face. If it was hit this time, it would definitely be a knife and two halves without any ambiguity.

The regimental commander did not dare to be careless at all, his whole body surged up, and the long knife in his hand emitted a dazzling light. Then he retreated seven or eight steps brilliantly and avoided the attack.

Avoiding the attack, the regiment leader's face was already pale. "With his early cultivation of the swordsman, he was split seven or eight steps. How strong is the strength of the visitor?"