Your type of online game is too fake, right?

Saying this, Dubin walked out of the tent, and then pushed a cart in.

"I changed your frame, now you can rock a wheelchair!"

"I……"

Looking at the wooden wheelchair in front of him, especially the thirteen battle flags on the back of the wheelchair, Lao Luo couldn't help shivering.

There are still thirteen battle flags here, these are clearly thirteen evil spirits who are demanding their lives!

"Don't! Don't! I won't go up! Don't..."

No matter how much Lao Luo struggled and shouted, he was already put in a wheelchair by Du Bin.

Dubin's carpentry work is as reliable as ever, just like the shelf before, even though Lao Luo has lost his legs now, after the whole person is put on the wheelchair, it fits perfectly!

"Okay, try it, take two steps."

Dubin couldn't wait any longer, he really wanted to see if the fruits of his labor could shine.

"Hurry up, take two steps, I'll see the effect, if not, I'll change you to a stretcher."

"let me try……"

Seeing that he was stuck in the wheelchair again and couldn't get out, Lao Luo could only try to survive. After all, a wheelchair is better than a stretcher.

With this thought in mind, he began to spin the wheel.

"It should be nothing to ask...yo!"

With just a light push on the wheel, the wheelchair with thirteen battle flags flying out of the camp carried Lao Luo.

The wheelchair is not very easy to use, but it is too easy to use. It is hard to imagine that the friction force of the wooden axle can be so small——At this moment, Lao Luo feels like he is sitting on a four-wheel drive vehicle, and his hands are like a whirlwind Charge tornado.

"Who am I? Where am I?"

Lao Luo, who was running at lightning speed, was already a little fuzzy.

"Where am I going? What am I doing...Wait, who is that?"

At this moment, Lao Luo had clearly seen the convoy in front of him, as well as the guards in hard clothes—these guards were obviously dressed as French, but they were facing him at this moment. My own people felt like they were facing a big enemy, and they even shouted something in their mouths. The sound seemed to be...

"Escort?"

thump—

The speeding wheelchair knocked over the guards in front of him, and also knocked over the driver of the car. Lao Luo vaguely saw the figure in the car who was knocked out. When he wanted to identify in detail who was hit by him, more than a dozen swords and spears were already raised at him.

"There are assassins!!!"

The guards yelled and swung their knives at Lao Luo.

Seeing those gleaming sharp blades greet him, Lao Luo's blood went cold.

Fortunately, he has a reliable teammate.

"Stop!"

A dozen guards just had a moment before their eyes, and the weapons in their hands were blown away, and then each of them received a kick in the chest—although the kick was not strong enough, it was enough to knock them down. land.

The angry guards still wanted to get up and fight, but after seeing their colleagues around them being kicked down, their keen sense of being soldiers still made them suppress their anger.

Being able to kick over a dozen people in an instant, they may not be able to win this kind of force.

At this time, the person who kicked them all over also spoke.

"Don't get excited, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, it's all our own."

"Who is with you!"

The leader of the guards turned over and stood up with a look of disgust on his brows.

"We belong to the crown prince's guard, and you took the initiative to attack the crown prince's car, and even attacked the guard... Hurry up! Capture these daring lunatics! Those people over there! Hurry up!"

Saying this, the leader of the guards turned his head and shouted at the soldiers watching the excitement around him.

However, those soldiers were still watching the excitement, and none of them stepped forward.

"It's a misunderstanding, they are all our own people, how could they be assassins?"

"That's right, that's the hero who broke down the Augustine Fortress, and he's one of our own."

"I hear he even beat dragons... I wouldn't dare fight him."

The soldiers were noisy for a while, but no one was willing to step forward, which made the guard leader's face darker and darker.

But just when the leader of the guards was about to get angry, his hand holding the scabbard was grabbed by another pair of big hands.

"Misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding."

The leader of the guards raised his head, only to find that the lunatic who kicked him down just now was holding his hand and shaking it back and forth.

"It's a misunderstanding. It's because the wheelchair was not done well, so the car accident happened...We are not assassins, we know the crown prince."

"..."

The head of the guards had already begun to sweat on his forehead.

Being able to become the leader of the guards under the crown prince, he also has good martial arts - but until now he has not found out when the person in front of him held his hand!

He tried to pull his hand out, but he couldn't. Obviously, he couldn't feel any pain from being pinched by a huge force, but it was this simple handshake, but he couldn't break free no matter what.

This is a manifestation of the huge gap in strength between the two sides. The strength to break free will be resolved immediately. At this moment, he can't even do the most basic strength.

He suddenly understood why those soldiers were just watching the excitement, but none of them were willing to step forward.

It's just...

"Okay, back off."

A familiar voice sounded from behind the head of the guards.

"It's all a misunderstanding. These are all heroes who fought bravely with the English... It's just an accident. Don't criticize them."

"Yes, my lord."

The leader of the guards retreated to the rear as if he had received an amnesty.

It was at this time that he realized that he hadn't even noticed when the hands that held him just now had let go.

"Okay, okay, it's all a misunderstanding."

After waving his hand to signal the guards to go aside first, Crown Prince Charlie, who turned over and stood up, stepped forward.

"They are all warriors who fought bravely for this king. It's too late for this king to reward them... Wait, what happened to your legs, shorty? How did you become even shorter?"

"I……"

Lao Luo, who was on the ground with the wheelchair, stared with anger.

Originally, he still felt a little guilty about the wheelchair hitting the carriage, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with being an assassin.

But before he got angry, Crown Prince Charlie hurried over and helped the overturned wheelchair up together with him.

"Such a serious injury... the battle on the front line must have been very hard, right? That's why you... Hey! Is the imperial doctor here? Our warriors need the best treatment!"

"I don't! I'm ready!"

Seeing two big-armed imperial doctors walking towards him, with a lot of broken knives like torture tools hanging on their bodies, Lao Luo, who was startled, shouted quickly.

"I'm already healed! The wound is fine! I can go to the front line to fight now! Don't believe me!"

Saying this, Lao Luo rolled his arms and made a fit posture, trying hard to show the strength of his biceps.

This also made Crown Prince Charlie even more excited.

"Look! Look at all of you! Our warriors have suffered such serious injuries, but they still can't forget to go to the front line! What kind of spirit is this, what kind of fighting will is this! With such warriors, France will definitely be great again !"

"God Bless France!"

"God Bless France!"

The soldiers also shouted, and the loud slogans were deafening for a while—even Lao Luo couldn't help shouting twice excitedly, just because he finally escaped the fate of being cut open and bled by quack doctors.

He now understood that his task was far from easy as it seemed on the surface, and he had to work hard to survive the crisis-ridden life that followed.

But what makes Lao Luo even more curious is why the Crown Prince Charlie came to the dangerous front line in person at this time.

"Of course it is to reward the soldiers who fought bravely!"

This is what Crown Prince Charlie said to the outside world, and he did the same.Those who came with Crown Prince Charlie were not only the supplies on the front line, but also a lot of luxury goods and rewards-almost every soldier received benefits, even the grooms who raised horses got gold coins. The reward that was pouring into the sky at the moment made the entire barracks burst into cheers.

Only Baron Jill had no intention of being happy, except for a polite smile when he met the Crown Prince, Baron Jill's face was dark for a whole day.

"Don't be sour, let's have a drink."

In the headquarters camp of Joan of Arc's troops, Lao Luo, who was in a wheelchair, handed him a glass of wine.

Drinking alcohol is prohibited in the barracks, but today you can indulge yourself, just because this is a special collection of the royal family sent by Crown Prince Charlie, which is part of the reward, not to mention that there is no war right now, so it is reasonable for everyone to have a drink.

"There is no war right now, but there will be soon."

Baron Gil frowned.

"Haven't you ever thought about why the crown prince suddenly came to the front line at this time, and even rewarded him so much?"

"I haven't thought about it, what do you want to do with this thing?"

In the corner of the camp, Du Bin, who was wiping the halberd, still looked indifferent—this specially made Fang Tian painted halberd was a reward from the Crown Prince, just after the Yanyue Dao was taken away by the dragon, He didn't have any weapons at hand, and now that the painting halberd fell into his hands, it just filled the gap in his weapons.

As for Lao Luo... perhaps because of his broken legs, the crown prince generously gave him a large sum of gold coins for his retirement.Although more than 3000 gold coins is a bit too much for Lao Luo, who is a rich player, but it also makes Lao Luo rich again with empty pockets.

So what do Dubin and Lao Luo really mean? As players, they only need to get the benefits. As for what the benefits mean...what does that have to do with them?

"If it's a big deal, just unplug the line and retreat in seconds."

Lao Luo, who has been tortured by the curse of the battle flag, has long thought about it, so he doesn't bother to care about what the npc thinks.

"You guys... hey."

Looking at the strangers and dwarves who didn't respond at all, and the saint girl who was also wiping the battle flag in the corner of the tent like a stranger, Baron Gil got a headache from anger.

"Is the reward from the royal family really that easy to get? Especially a reward of this level... How could it be just a reward? It's clearly a reminder!"

At this moment, Baron Gil can even be sure that something must have happened in the palace behind.The support of the big nobles for the crown prince has probably begun to waver, which is why the crown prince rushed to the front in such a hurry.

Just because the crown prince couldn't wait any longer, he wanted the soldiers not to rest, just go ahead and fight straight away...even go directly to Reims Cathedral to be crowned!

"It's just a big victory, why are you in such a hurry..."