Lord Roar

Chapter 71
A long caravan of humans is walking on this desolate land.

As the only magician accompanying the caravan, Duff sitting in the carriage was enjoying the rich grape wine produced in the Kingdom of Locke.

Through the window of the car, he saw countless sand and rocks being blown up by the strong wind outside, causing horsemen to stand up. From time to time, several guards were overturned to the ground. Du Fu curled his lips in disdain.

This group of guards and warriors were all civilians from the Locke Kingdom. Except for a small number of mercenaries, the others were all from the slave hunting group under the name of Prince Hegel of the Lothel Principality.

A bunch of aristocrats' dogs, Du Fu spit outside, then closed the window,

If it weren't for the sake of earning a thousand gold coins every time, how could the noble senior magician Mr. Dou Fu hang out with these lowly guards?

A thousand gold coins, I don't know what good things the caravan has harvested this time around?

Warcraft crystal nucleus?Beamon beauty?
It should be the crystal core of monsters. The magical desert of Beamon is even more barren of steel. Except for the rampant monsters, there is really nothing that humans can't produce.

Thinking that he would be able to receive the remaining [-] gold coins when he returned to the Principality of Lothar, Du Fu was very excited. He was already nearly fifty years old, and he hadn't made any money on the road of magic in recent years.

I don't expect to be a magician anymore. As long as I get the money and pay the job, and then get the recommendation of Prince Hegel, I can smoothly join the team of court magicians in the Kingdom of Locke. From then on, I can Become an enshrinement of the Locke Kingdom.

Although the Principality of Lothar can be regarded as one of the powerful countries of mankind, it is still a subsidiary country of the Holy See.

The Principality of Lothar is regarded as an ally in the Imperial Alliance. It is better to hang out in the Principality than to run around as a hired mage before.

Thinking about how I successfully obtained the title of senior magician before I was 40 years old, I have to say that I have a good talent in the magic journey.

But after getting the title of senior magician, I was gradually fascinated by this colorful world. The feasting and feasting made me no longer meditate every day, but only cared about enjoying myself. The time for meditating every day was less than an hour, and my magic cultivation was reversed. Nothing went in.

With the mentality of breaking the pot and falling, Du Fu, who was kicked out by the Mage Association, started a life of being a magician's guard today, and following the mercenary to hunt and kill monsters tomorrow.

As a result, after so many years, I haven't saved much money until now.

This time I met a big gold master, tsk tsk, a thousand gold coins, enough to buy a manor in the country of the principality and hire a few thugs, relying on my title of senior magician, in the fish and meat village, harming the people, becoming a local emperor How comfortable.

Hey, you can also buy a few maids and elf slaves at that time.

Thinking about the elf's fiery figure and better face, Du Fu suddenly felt his abdomen twitch, and then his head went numb, and then a water stain slowly appeared under the black mage's robe.

Du Fu hurriedly pulled out a white handkerchief, and wiped the hem of his robe in a panic. He didn't want to be laughed at by a bunch of lowly guards when he camped out for a while. He was a noble senior magician.

"Shhh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Du Fu, who hadn't wiped his robes clean, changed drastically.

"Enemy attack?" Du Fu's mind was buzzing, and before he had time to think about it, he began to chant a spell silently.

Sure enough, he did not deserve the title of senior magician. After he silently recited a long series of spells, three water-blue corrugated shields slowly floated around him.

A high-level water magic shield "Sea Blue Stone" was summoned in just a few seconds.

The attack power of water magic is not as good as that of fire and electricity, and its defense is not as good as that of earth and wood.

At the beginning, Du Fu chose to practice water magic, precisely because of the fast casting speed and low mana consumption. He didn't seek lethality, but only wanted to protect himself at critical moments.

Especially this "Aquamarine Stone" was used by Du Fu with great proficiency.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Defense, form the formation, quickly form the formation."

"Protect the baggage car, protect the magician, and quickly end the formation."

Du Fu frowned, and shook his head secretly listening to the chaotic voices outside. After all, it was a motley army. Before the enemy invaded, he got into chaos first.

Pushing open the car door, Du Fu squinted his eyes. Because of the cold moon, the sky filled with yellow sand permeated the air. The biting cold wind made his eyes uncomfortable, and the visibility was even less than [-] meters.

With the faint moonlight, Du Fu could only see a group of figures approaching towards the caravan less than a hundred meters away.

Beamon orc?Or other human business groups?
Du Fu frowned and thought about the other party's identity. The former could be ignored. It was impossible for such a group of Beamon orcs to come here through the belly of the wasteland without telling the barbarians.

if the latter one?That would be troublesome, the opponent obviously came prepared, this time the accompanying guards only consisted of most low-level swordsmen and a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers.

As for the magic power, it was not enough. Apart from myself, the water-type senior magician who claimed to have the weakest attack power, he didn't even have a Holy Light priest.

Also worrying is Alan, who led the tribe out. He originally wanted to make an ambush, but he didn't expect the visibility to be so low. When he finally found the other party's business group, it was obvious that the other party also found himself.

The group of people who kept approaching the business group were the elite fighters of the Bloodhoof tribe headed by Allen and Old Zack.

"Bah!" After spitting out a mouthful of sand, Allen put on another animal skin mask and put it on his mouth, squinting his eyes and staring at the front. The chaotic human business group not far away was obviously caught off guard.

I don't know how many armed forces the opponent has. During the day, Babylon the Great rode a saber tiger and observed this group of human business groups from a distance.

I only know that there are only a hundred people in the business group, but most of the accompanying guards wear armor and swords, but their combat strength is unknown.

The only good news that is not good news is that the armor and swords worn by the guards are not standard equipment, obviously not regular soldiers, so this human business group should have no military background, just a small business group.

When pinching a persimmon, of course, find a soft one and pinch it hard.

In addition to himself and Bloodhoof Zac, more than a hundred elite warriors from the tribe came out in full force, as well as the only remaining large battle guardian beast in the tribe and the acid-etched giant crow, the tribe's war pet.

Including the battle guardian beast of Babylon the Great, a ridged saber tiger called "fang", which is different from the mighty kind that Allen met in the Beast Forest. It's almost time to hang up.

Compared with the two majestic and majestic ridged sword tigers, Babylon the Great's "fangs" are like a sick ghost just released from a drug rehabilitation center, half of the front teeth in his mouth are broken, not to mention skinny , the blade on the back is also dim.

In addition to the fangs, there is also an acid-etched giant crow, which is a monster that can reach eight meters in length with its wings spread out. It is similar to the kind of acid that can only spray two mouthfuls of acid and squawk a few times when you encounter it on the Allen grassland. Crow is not a concept at all.

This acid-etched giant crow is not considered a battle guardian beast of the barbarians, but a dead prophet of the Bloodhoof tribe, who was domesticated and used as a mid-level monster for a mount.

The remaining big beast was not much better. At this time, Zack the blood hoof was riding on his crotch. It was an old giant gray lion. This gray lion called "Iron Mountain" was originally a The chief's battle guardian beast, and later the owner died, and this giant gray lion got sick, late stage of lazy cancer.

More than a hundred elite tribal fighters, plus the three old, weak, sick and disabled wilderness beasts, this is the entire lineup of Allen's side.

Behind Allen, in addition to more than 100 elite tribal fighters, there is also the "Iron Mountain" under the crotch of Bloodhoof Zac.

Behind the caravan were also ambushed the "Women's Army" headed by Dina the Great Babylon, as well as the Skinny Sword Tiger.

In addition, in the mid-air nearly [-] meters above the heads of the two sides, there was also the tribe's war pet, the acid-etching giant crow "Moto".

(End of this chapter)