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Chapter 16 Who Moved My Wine
The martial artists of the Green Willow Villa and the villagers who could hold weapons all went up to the city wall, each holding a torch in his hand.

The fleshy meatballs are layer by layer, piece by piece, and they seem to move very slowly.

A martial artist shot an arrow, the arrow grazed the back of Mao Zedong, only three points into the flesh.

"It's so hard!"

At a 45-degree angle under the city wall, the can'er lined up and began to weave silk on Qiang Shang.

"Listen up, everyone." The goatee old man ordered loudly: "Once the silk hits the wall, light it with a torch immediately, and don't let the silk form a net."

Everything in the world, as long as there are corresponding countermeasures, has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.Experience is the most precious wealth.

For example, this gun can spin silk and weave nets, and they can be connected together, gradually paving the way forward.

But the only one who is afraid of fire is the silk screen, which is flammable. If it is slightly ignited, it will be a sea of ​​fire.

People were constantly being burned to death and cooked, and the smell of meat wafted in the air.

The chubby*** meat is also extremely delicious.The **** at the back devoured the corpse in front on the spot, then spun silk and pupated on the spot.

The battle lasted until evening, and the fires all over the ground were almost completely burned away, leaving only layers of snow-white silkworm chrysalis around the city wall.

The battle is not over, or rather, it has just begun.

Under the leadership of the old man with the goatee, the martial arts masters and the villagers are on standby.

The snow-white silkworm chrysalis began to shatter, and the chrysalis was about to turn into a butterfly.Ya Maidie, a first-class monster.

At this moment, there was a roar in the village: "Who touched my wine." The fat black man's face was not good, and he walked up the city wall step by step with a dark face: "Say, who opened the wine cellar? Where is the wine in it?" Glancing around coldly, seeing a jug of wine in everyone's hands, the fat black man pinched his waist with one hand and pointed with the other: "Okay, you gangsters, eat and drink from me, without my permission, You also divided my wine, who gave you such boldness?"

"Vendor Master, listen to my explanation." Goatee Army Master quickly explained: "Villa Master, it's like this, there will be an attack from Ya Mai Die soon, and the weakness of Ya Mai Die is..."

"Get out!" The fat black man waved his hand and pushed the goatee military master somersault. The fat black man came in front of a young martial artist, snatched the wine from his hand, and poured it into his mouth with his head raised. As a result, most of the wine was spilled on the skirt of the shirt, and the fat face of the owner was red and black, and he said viciously: "I order you now, send all the wine back to the wine cellar, otherwise, hum!"

"Villa Master, you can't do it!" The goatee military master felt as if he was hugging the fat black man's thigh. He had seen the owner's appearance since he was a child, and knew that his father and mother had no wine relatives, but now is not the time to be foolish and loyal: "Master, this Yamai butterfly is very weak, but it is born to confuse people's minds, catch people to high altitudes and then fall to death. Only wine is its nemesis, and it can not be deceived. Without wine, our Green Willow Villa will be lost. heavy."

Some experienced martial artists also consoled him one after another: "Master, this Yamai butterfly flies extremely fast and likes to attack in the dark. It is extremely difficult to deal with. The military master is right. Only the smell of alcohol can suffocate it. Otherwise, the wall With so many Yamai Dies outside, our villa is in danger of being destroyed, so what's the use of keeping this wine?"

The owner of the black fat man kicked the goatee military master down, pointed at his nose and cursed: "I have been dealing with the beast tide with my father since I was 7 years old. I haven't seen any scenes. What the **** Ya Maidie, I didn't I've heard it, I know that you have touched the good wine that I have treasured for a long time, you guys with a conscience covered in lard..."

At this moment, a group of Ya Maidie flew in, Zhuang Min was caught off guard, and was captivated by the flying Ya Mai Die, caught in the air, only heard screams, and several Zhuang Min were thrown to death.

"Hurry up. Drink the wine in your hand and wet your clothes." The goatee military division shouted loudly.

"Who dares!" The black fat man glared at the owner: "Whoever dares to drink my wine, don't recognize me as the owner. Get out of the Green Willow Villa."

The goatee military master looked up to the sky and sighed, completely lost confidence in the owner, came to the owner and said in a low voice: "I have no choice but to offend my subordinates. When the tide of beasts recedes in the future, I will do whatever I want."

"Come here." The goatee military division shouted loudly: "The owner of the village has drunk too much, send him home to rest."

Immediately, a martial artist came out and grabbed the owner's shoulder: "You!" The fat black owner couldn't believe his eyes: "You dare to rebel, you..." A martial artist covered his mouth with a towel and "escorted" him back. government.

After fighting for most of the night, Ya Maidie was finally wiped out. The goatee army division left behind and arranged for good people to patrol in turn. Most of them fell asleep. After all, there will be a big battle tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, there were several piercing chirping sounds. People who had fought for a day turned over and fell asleep again. The next day, when the warriors climbed the city wall, a bad news came. In the middle of the night yesterday, Zhuang The Lord's family was picked up by three Griffin Riders.The two martial artists guarding the owner's family were knocked out.

"It's mercenaries, the blood-red griffin mercenary group, I know their logo." A martial artist with a bandage on his head said.

It's not necessarily a good thing that Green Willow Villa lost this shitty owner who was holding back, but the fat black owner took away one thing, the key to the underground passage.

The century-old beast tide can take as short as a few months and as long as half a year to recede. According to the strength of the villa, the Han and Tang Empires gave different mission days. The maximum is ten days, and the minimum is three days. If the mission can be exceeded, it will be given Tax free for the next few years.For example, the task of the Green Willow Villa is to defend for seven days, except for special circumstances, such as suddenly reaching a group of monsters above level five, the owner can order the retreat, and the retreat channel is the tunnel, which leads directly to the beacon cloud wall.

And some sturdy Dazhuangzi, with the help of underground shelters and solid compound castle-like defenses, were even able to hold out until the beast tide receded.

Green Willow Villa originally had such strength.

Now, the key to the underground passage has been taken away, and no one knows what to do.

The goatee military master did not expect that things would develop to this point, and the owner of the villa would be so ruthless, he said to everyone: "For the present plan, the only way is to abandon the Green Willow Villa and get closer to other villas."

This is the only way. Suddenly, someone came to report that a large number of beasts were coming. Outside the Green Willow Villa, groups of various wild animals passed by the villa.

It's too late.

Anglo was originally a hunter, and later became a martial artist at Green Willow Villa. He was sitting behind the wall dish, smoking a pipe leisurely. , Arrows are raining down, outside the city wall, the climbing monkeys have receded, and now there are groups of arrow-stabbing wild boars, this thing is much smaller than ordinary wild boars, and there are sharp thorns on the back, which can be sprayed out, warriors, villagers I was so overwhelmed by the rain of arrows that I couldn't lift my head, so I had to hide behind the wall plate. Anyway, the Green Willow Villa was strong enough and thick enough, and the wild boars could not get in if they were exhausted with arrows.

A sharp thorn accidentally knocked down the pipe, and Anglo picked up the bag under his eyes cursingly. The fire had already been extinguished, and the young martial artist Lucar quickly crawled over to help the old Anglo light the cigarette.

Lucal obviously hasn't experienced a large-scale beast swarm yet. The hand holding the ghost knife trembled slightly, both nervous and excited: "Uncle Anglo. Fortunately, these monsters have low IQ. If we attack, our villa will be in danger."

Anglo slammed Luka on the head: "Don't talk nonsense, do you think that monsters really won't cooperate? The first and second-level monsters are just cannon fodder, and they are just snacks for the monsters in the back. Legend has it that there are humanoid monsters." The IQ is no worse than that of human beings, and when you retreat to the peak fire cloud wall and dozens of high-level monsters jointly attack, you will open your eyes."

Hearing the peak fire cloud wall, Lucar leaned against the wall, his eyes full of sadness: "Uncle, do you think we still have a chance to retreat to the peak fire cloud wall?"

Anglo's face also changed, and he muttered: "Maybe, I can't go back. The warrior will inevitably die in the tide of beasts. It is worth killing a few more monsters before dying and delaying a wave of monsters."

The villagers and martial artists on the wall were all silent, and no one knew who was singing softly:

The towering beacon wall!
The blood of the warriors stained the battlements.

Your wall is made of flesh and blood, may my iron bones become the sharpest javelins, piercing all enemies who dare to attack the cloud wall, and the cloud wall will not fall down.The empire never dies!
The cloud wall will not fall.The Han and Tang Dynasties will last forever!
This is the song of defending the country of the Han and Tang Empires. The warriors and the villagers guarding the city walls are singing softly. They can’t even express their feelings loudly. , the most sensitive to sound.

The goatee military master wiped the tears from his eyes, and after learning that the owner had taken away the key to the underground escape passage, he didn't panic or feel sad, and everyone silently did what they should do.

After the arrow stabbing wild boars were withdrawn, a group of barking wild dogs came again. The wild dogs seemed to know that their sharp teeth would not work against the high wall. Except for hundreds of tentative ones that were shot and killed on the edge of the city wall, the other wild dogs raised their heads one after another. After getting up on his hind legs, he urinated around the periphery of the city wall and then rushed towards the direction of the beacon cloud wall.The warriors of the villa formed a cavalry team and chased after the wild dogs for a while, but they didn't dare to go too far, so they came back.

In the afternoon, another group of first-class monsters came, and the goatee old man ordered all the villagers to hide in their homes and close their doors.The outdoors on the wall hid in the tower. This group of slobbering crows quarreled in the Green Willow Villa for a long time before they evacuated unwillingly. The crow's saliva was dyed in various colors.

In the evening, a group of iron-clawed cats became interested in Green Willow Villa and came to attack it. Fortunately, the villa was well prepared. Buckets of olive oil were poured from the top of the wall, and the city wall became extremely smooth.

The battle lasted for five days and five nights. On the sixth day, the second-level monsters of the brigade began to pass by the villa. Yiman watched coldly from the city wall. He found that although the monsters suffered heavy casualties, many monsters became extremely powerful during the battle. .

"It's mutation and advanced." The goatee old man explained: "Warcraft are very strange creatures. In battle, very few monsters will mutate and advance, and the advancement is unlimited. It is very possible for a first-level monster to grow to At level ten, these mutated monsters often have many strange abilities, and mutant monsters are the most troublesome."

On the evening of the sixth day, a group of monsters that could not even be counted as the first level came to attack, but all the martial artists in the Green Willow Villa changed their expressions.

Human-faced army ants, each as big as the belly of a finger.The ten-mile-long human-faced army ants, wherever they go, there is desolation.

(End of this chapter)