in the name of the queen

Chapter 209 Who is more shameless?
"Fxxk!"

The barking of the dog tore up the quiet night sky, and Roland's expression changed. He couldn't help but utter a Sussex curse.

Accidents are not accidents if they can be anticipated.

Since an accident occurs, we can only activate Plan B.

Roland quickly fired the signal flare and then ran towards the position of Sif's support team.

The temple warrior using a hand crossbow raised his hand again and shot the black dog that was barking in the middle of the night. However, the shrill barking of the dog had already alerted the soldiers in the camp.

The only good news is probably that it will rain heavily tonight and the muskets cannot be used. The fort garrison can only attach bayonets to the muskets and use them as ordinary spears.

The special operations team returned to the rendezvous point and joined the support team led by Sif.

"Roland, are you okay?"

Seeing that Roland was not injured, Sif quickly lowered her voice and asked, "What part went wrong?"

Screams sounded one after another.

The old warlord is here? Come on then!

"We can't leave now. It takes time for the corrosive to take effect. If we leave, it will be in vain if they find out the first time."

He pulled out his pistol and stared coldly at the location of Roland and others.

Apart from the small quantity, there are literally no shortcomings.

Behind him, dozens of soldiers raised their muskets.

Sif holds a three-meter spear in her hand and stands at the front of the team like the God of War.

This rifle can be used in any weather, has five rounds of ammunition, and has high shooting accuracy.

Must attract the enemy's attention.

Now that Roland was talking, Sif didn't want to go into details. She grabbed Roland's hand and wanted to take Roland away.

"Who are you? Who ordered you to sneak attack our army? Say!"

"Reload, load!"

Roland was right.

After the volley, the major of the garrison was surprised to find that both Roland and Sif were fine. Looking carefully, a huge steel shield appeared in Roland's hand.

The black dog's shrill cries before his death alerted the fort garrison.

"Don't worry about the accident for now. Let's leave quickly. It won't be easy to leave after they react."

She is the sharpest edge, and she must stand up tonight.

Roland, who was standing not far behind Sif, was a little surprised. Can this kind of musket be used in rainy weather?
Seeing Roland's surprised expression, the major of the garrison couldn't help laughing.

The major's expression changed slightly and he slowly raised his right hand.

Roland smiled and excused the temple warrior, "It was an accident."

Sif was stunned for a few seconds, then let go of Roland's hand and began to assemble the three sections of the spear.

The commander of the garrison was a major. He had a livid face and quickly found the traces.

Shortly before departure, His Majesty the King's scientific expedition team obtained a batch of ancient magic weapons through excavation of ruins.

The garrison major issued the order angrily, but it was too late.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The dense bullets were all blocked by the steel shield.

They are not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but to fight hard.

Looking at Sif's tense face, the temple warrior who just took action lowered his head, "I'm sorry, I should drag the body away."

The awakened garrison quickly dispatched and began to search the mountains and plains.

"It's not your fault, the dog will bark even if the corpse is dragged away."

It was not difficult to find the murderer, because Sif didn't hide at all, she just stood there, waiting for them.

Facing the major of the garrison, Sif raised her spear gracefully, and her clear voice was even sweeter than the siren Munina.

Although the number of this garrison is not large, they are all elite.

"Right over there, follow me!"

The previous two patrols were charmed by the Siren's Song and were attacked by surprise, which does not represent their true strength.

Although the time for reloading and reloading was only a few seconds, it seemed like a century in front of Roland and Sif.

"The invaders have the nerve to talk about a sneak attack?"

As long as you persist for half an hour, these cannons will become useless.

Seeing Xif's arrogant look, the major of the garrison almost fainted.

"boom!"

Although the steel shield was beaten beyond recognition, the mission was still completed.

Sif rushed into the enemy's position like lightning, and her spear drew a perfect arc, sweeping away all enemies with a radius of nearly four meters.

Roland also changed his spear and transformed into a windmill, harvesting wantonly.

The garrison major had no time to issue the next order.

Because Roland gave him a flying knife before swinging the spear, hitting him in the throat.

The elite temple warriors, led by another high-level templar Majira, took advantage of the time to reload and launched an assault.

Although the number of temple warriors is smaller than that of the garrison, their combat effectiveness is far superior, not to mention that these unlucky soldiers are still reloading.

This change is the next life.

The screams alarmed more people.

"Who disturbed this warlord's rest?"

A thunderous sound sounded, making his ears buzz.

Roland and Sif looked at each other, their hearts shuddering.

Although they guessed that there was a high probability that Shank would be on the mountain, they were still a little nervous about actually facing it.

Roland threw away his long spear and replaced it with a short spear and a shield.

This is the standard melee equipment for Paladins.

Lisa, who was ambushing behind, also appeared. She looked solemn and said in a deep voice:
"Teacher him."

"What's wrong with Master Anthony?"

"She said the three of us can defeat Shank." Lisa's face looked ugly.

Seeing that Lisa was a little uncomfortable, Roland swallowed the Chinese quintessence and smiled brightly.

"Since Master Anthony said so, it must be no problem."

"Ready to fight!"

Lisa nodded vigorously, with flames dancing in her eyes.

Roland is right, Teacher Anthony must be right if he dares to say that.

"boom!"

A tent was blown away, and a huge man as big as a mountain stood up from the tent and looked at Roland and others angrily.

Looking at Shank's burly figure, Roland's heartbeat accelerated sharply. Size is fighting power.

The reason why the leopard, a perfect hunter who is proficient in various hunting techniques, cannot defeat the liger is because of its size.

Although there are settings in anime works where one will inevitably fail if one becomes huge, this is the real world.

The pressure brought by Shank's huge body was suffocating.

Sif's hands were shaking slightly and her breathing was rapid.

It's not fear, but the crazy secretion of adrenaline caused by excessive tension.

The old warlord was even taller than the spear in her hand.

A few hundred meters away from Roland and others, Shank took off a huge hammer from his back and slammed it onto the ground, stirring up countless gravel.

Then he swung the giant hammer and hit the gravel.

Debris flew like cannonballs.

Roland shouted softly, "Hide behind me!"

He raised his shield and tried to block the flying rocks for Sif and Lisa.

The rubble tilted like a rain of bullets, hitting the shield with a dull sound, and shattered into slag after the collision.

Roland's jaw was shocked and blood flowed, and he took two steps back to relieve his strength.

He is worthy of being a strong man of the seventh rank, is that all?

Roland was a little confused, then relieved.

He had only met Anthony and Sophia before. Although Sophia didn't take action, her terrifying aura could scare people to death. Master Anthony had outstanding strength and amazing combat power.

But none of them are ordinary rank seven.

Leaving Sophia aside for now, Anthony is also the ceiling of regular rank seven.

It's not that the old warlord's combat prowess is too high, but that it's the same for normal rank seven.

It's powerful enough to crush hundreds of ordinary soldiers, but that's about it.

No wonder Anthony is reluctant to take action. He probably thinks Shank is not qualified.

It is indeed a high-quality sandbag for practice.

Roland kicked the ground hard and charged towards Shank.

Shank was stunned.

He was a little confused. His gravel attack would definitely hurt this damn opponent. Why did he dare to charge at him?
Why?
By courage of course!

A famous quote from a famous paladin in history flashed through Roland's mind. Victory requires strength, but charging only requires courage!
Shank can be said to be the worst at rank seven, and he, Sif, and Lisa are all at the top of rank eight.

After more than half a year of dormancy, he completed more than a dozen inheritances, and the background color of the soul cards of the inheritors of the main profession finally became colorful.

The Colorful Successor card also led to the Paladin sub-profession, and a large amount of overflowing "experience" was filled into the sub-profession, making his strength increase by leaps and bounds.

He is making progress, and Sif and Lisa are not idle either.

The largest inheritance badge Roland received was from Sif.

Although she is a human, she unexpectedly matches the elven heritage. In the past six months, she has mastered many skills such as elven royal swordsmanship (can be used with guns), and her combat effectiveness has increased several times compared to half a year ago.

Lisa quickly became a master of flame manipulation under the guidance of a famous teacher.

Roland smelled the strong smell of alcohol on Shank's body and was even more convinced of Master Anthony's judgment.

Shank, the idiot, drank.

Except for guys who are good at Drunken Boxing, drinking will only reduce combat effectiveness.

Unexpectedly, Roland would dare to attack. Shank became so angry that he picked up the huge war hammer and smashed it down hard.

A cruel smile appeared on his lips.

Since he is a warrior, he will definitely take this blow head-on, right?

This hammer is the hard power he has accumulated for hundreds of years, and it can blast even a small mountain.

Even if Roland is an Iron Warrior, he will be hammered flat.

"boom!"

The earth trembled, the mountains shook, and rocks flew everywhere.

The warhammer hit the ground hard.

The moment the heavy hammer fell, Roland raised his shield, his eyes full of determination, like a martyr who fearlessly died.

However, after the heavy hammer failed to change its trajectory, he let go of the hand holding the shield and rolled out of the attack range of the hammer's shock wave with a skillful roll.

Only a fool would accept a frontal attack from a giant warrior.

Of course Roland is not a fool, he is very cunning.

At the moment when he rolled to avoid it, Roland's heavily loaded smoke bombs and explosive bombs instantly hit Shank's face.

In the smoke, there are all kinds of special chili powder, pepper powder and quicklime, as well as the professional tear-jerking fog specially provided by Master Norton.

Although Shank is powerful, he is still made of flesh and blood.

He misjudged Roland's reaction and hit the target with a hammer, which was as uncomfortable as walking up the stairs and missing the target. The shameless bombs that followed made him unable to open his eyes and burst into tears.

He covered his eyes and screamed.

Roland drew out his dagger, took advantage of Shank's moment of confusion, and stabbed Shank's anus with the sword.

He wanted to stab the heart, but Shank had not broken through the defense yet and was too tall. Roland could only reluctantly choose a secondary target.

Lisa controlled the flames to turn into a phoenix and hit Shank in the face.

Sif did not rush to attack, but instead pulled out her pistol and fired five shots in a row.

After being hit continuously, Shank finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

He realized that he might become the second Rank 7 player in the new era to be killed by a low-level opponent.

The warrior's pride prevented him from accepting this result.

He roared angrily, turned around and ran away.

Roland was stunned.

Sif and Lisa were also stunned.

Will the brave and fearless giant also escape?
Shank roared angrily as he ran, and he swore that he would come back and kill these three shameless people as soon as he recovered a little.

Just give him a little time!

"what!"

The screams sounded again.

A huge wall of flames blocked his escape route with scorching heat waves.

Shank stared blankly at the wall of fire, finally realizing that he had no way to escape.

Gritting his teeth, he turned around and saw Anthony standing on the top of the cliff pretending to watch the scenery.

There was no way he could escape and there was no way he could survive.

All he could do was take a few people away before he died.

(End of this chapter)