Reckless Through The New World

Chapter 373: A steady stream

Yuneruo and the others were finally wiped out. In addition to killing a large number of Thracian soldiers, the only thing they achieved was a little stab in the back of Marquis Henry, and perhaps there was no bloodshed.

After appearing at the castle crystal, Maiev looked at the system log, shook her head, and sighed regretfully.

"Failed to kill Marquis Henry?" Yunero asked.

"Well, I was stopped by someone," Maiev said. "I didn't expect that there would be a corpse protecting him, blocking the arrows for him."

He said gloomily, "I should have prepared some poison arrows! If this arrow was a poison arrow, it might be a success!"

"It's not difficult to get poison arrows. You can find Alice for magic poison, Cold Wind for biological poison, and Sleepless for alchemy poison," said Harley.

"Actually... if I could 'save one's life', that arrow with 'sacrificial' instead of 'divine speed' would probably have succeeded..." Maiev sighed again, dissatisfied with her performance.

"Don't think too much." Feng Yue, the codeword worker who was left to look after the house, couldn't help but say, "If the four of you take care of things, then the entire guild's 100 or 100 people will run away specially. Going sightseeing? Anyway, let's leave some things for everyone to do!"

Yunero laughed and stood up: "Let's go, take a shower, eat something, and then set off."

"Don't worry." Feng Yue said, "There is still a queue over there for the cannons in the world. You have enough time."

"Still queuing?" Redding froze for a moment. "I remember being in line almost three hours ago, right?"

"How efficient do you think the human cannon is?" Feng Yue smiled. "Calibration, launch, and cooling are a set of procedures. No matter how fast one person is, it will take three minutes. It takes one hour to launch twenty people, three hours... ...the first batch of people haven't even finished!"

"Can't you fire more cannons?" Yunero asked.

"Who would have thought that three minutes alone is not enough..."

Everyone smiled at each other, so Yuneruo and the others were no longer in a hurry, and went straight back to rest.

Anyway... it would take at least five or six hours to get to them.

They were relaxed here, but the atmosphere in the Thracian military camp was very tense.

Although Maiev's last arrow failed to injure Marquis Henry, it made the entire Thracian army jump. One arrow - if there were no guards who stood up to block the arrow, the Marquis would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

This arrow completely smashed the Marquis' pretending to be calm, and he scolded the earl who was in charge of the night patrol tonight. A baron was directly beheaded, and the two viscounts were also whipped. It is conservatively estimated that they will not want to get out of bed for three or five days.

Yunero’s identity was quickly recognized, and there were quite a few people in the Thracian army who had met him before, and his appearance was also very special—there were many lizardmen, but he looked like a Such a tall and sturdy lizardman is very rare, not to mention that he has horns, and it is also a first-class strange shape in a lizardman.

Of course, this is the aesthetics of human beings, and a lizardman mercenary said that the guy is really strong and handsome, and he is simply fascinating! Fortunately, he is dead. He wants to live. He goes around in his own tribe. I don't know how many little girls he can fascinate...

When it was learned that Yuneruo was the one who led the guerrillas, harassed the Thracian army in the rear, destroyed logistics and poisoned the food, the Thracian army boiled again.

"It turns out that the beast poisoned the food and grass!"

"I knew I would fight him!"

"God **** it! I knew I was going to bite him with all my life!"

"Good kill!"

"It's so cheap for him to die so easily!"

...

Words like this spread around the barracks.

From this we can know two things:

First, the Thracians were stingy, and they ended up detoxifying the food and grass contaminated by the Talona shamans and using them as military rations.

Second, this matter is very hateful. If you put it in the game, Yuneruo's hatred in the Thracian army will definitely rank first among all the traversers, and it may add up to more than 100 people behind. Not as tall as him...

This incident also had another effect. After the Marquis knew about Uniero's identity, he nodded and his anger subsided a little.

"It turned out to be him..." He pondered for a while, and said, "Sure enough, he is a man! As expected of a person who can cause us so much trouble with just a small team! I was startled by such a character, Not ashamed at all.”

He sighed and said, "Take up the corpses of him and the other three, tidy up as much as possible, and then bury them. Set up a monument for them, and on the monument is written 'they used their lives to win the heroes' respect'."

The subordinate officers naturally nodded immediately, recorded the incident, and hurried to execute it.

The Marquis sat in the chair and was silent for a while, then said: "I once thought that there were only a group of merchants here in Molai, but I didn't expect there to be loyal people. It's a pity that such people can't be used by me in Thrace. It's really a bright pearl!"

The staff nodded in succession, some praised him for his open-mindedness, some praised him for his lofty aspirations, and some criticized Mo Lai for not employing people... There are all kinds of things, you can sing and I will appear, just like a special performance praising virtue .

But no one knew that on the nearby hills, new attackers were already in place.

"Uncle Bai, are you sure you're going to fire the first shot?" Next to the catapult standing tall, the inventor Dante rarely turned into ooze. He made the final adjustment to the catapult in human form. Said to the bald pig man sitting in the catapult throwing bowl, "It's not that I look down on you, you are only level six!"

"What's wrong with level 6? You look down on level 6? Level 6 is double level 3!" The guild's current lowest-level traverser said plausibly, "And I'm going to use the 'cloud explosion' directly, the level is lower It doesn't matter, it's over as soon as possible, and I'll go back to the city to sleep earlier."

"You are so free and easy..."

"When you reach my age, you will be free and easy."

"Come on, even if I live to be a hundred years old, I won't be able to learn your style!"

The two had to continue chatting, and the traversers who were waiting behind were anxious and urged.

"Hurry up!"

"After smashing this bald pig out, it's my turn!"

"Yeah, we're still in a hurry to hit the road!"

Dante laughed, walked over to the trigger of the trebuchet, grabbed it with his hand, and yelled, "Let's go!"

The trigger was pulled heavily, and the heavy weight stone passed through the joint winch, generating a powerful force, and the white pig-headed man at the end of the long throwing rod ran high, turned into a white light that was almost dim and invisible, and flew towards the whistling. The battalion of the Thracian army.

A few seconds later, with a huge roar, bright sparks flashed away above the Thracian army camp.

And this is just the beginning...

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