The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

Sunday... Uh, there is no such thing as Sunday in this world, it's all based on ten days and ten days as a unit, and those who dare to implement seven days a week here are all dead... The morning is white.

At this time, the time has come to the early spring of 1921 in the divine calendar, and it has been almost a year since the war between the Elf Royal Court and the Osm Kingdom began.

At the end of last year, the prince of the Osm Kingdom, Jenny, was seriously injured, and the murlocs shrank their defenses for a while.

During this period of time, the murlocs have been consolidating the land they occupied, and the military camps to defend various points and the field points set up in suitable places for cultivation have been built one after another.

Through the morning fog, Charles alone touched the foot of a hill, and then lurked in a thorny bush.

When the sun rose and the fog gradually dissipated, a huge black shadow appeared on the top of the hill.

If Charles is not mistaken, this shadow is a ghost cannon that he used to see in movies in his previous life.

Since the beginning of this year, this kind of watchtower is more than ten meters high and can station fifty murlocs as the main body. Two to three trenches have been dug around, and defensive strongholds with fences between the trenches appear like bamboo shoots after the rain. area.

The murlocs mobilized a lot of manpower to gather enough materials by means of quarrying nearby and transporting rocks in the sea, and built these defensive strongholds at the frontline defense nodes and commanding heights.

Although the murlocs did not have guns, a group of powerful bows and crossbows suddenly appeared in the hands of the murlocs in the stronghold, which greatly improved the murlocs' long-range attack methods and attack power.

Not long ago, in an attack on the stronghold organized by the elves in other places, the attacking elves were suddenly attacked by several arrows, causing a lot of casualties.

Elizabeth, who received the report, ordered several "tongues" to be captured in various places to find out why the murloc weapons had changed.

So Charles, who had been rejected by Munch and Churchill for a long time under various excuses, got a task of grabbing the "tongue" this time.

No way, who made him equipped.

The fog was slowly dissipating, and the surrounding visibility was still limited. At this time, a footstep sounded in Charles' ears.

Every morning, regardless of the weather, a murloc officer led a ten-man patrol around the stronghold.

Charles' goal today is to capture this murloc officer.

The murloc officer was very vigilant. When Churchill led someone to ambush him before, he stopped ten meters before the ambush circle, then turned around and left.

So this time Charles ventured to sneak under the eyes of the murlocs, and used the cover of the mist to pull his teeth.

A patrol of murlocs approached, and they came out of the fog toward where Charles had been ambush.

After they approached, Charles was stunned on the spot, because the equipment of this team of murlocs was different from before.

Because the murlocs live in the sea all the year round, their weapons have always been used in water with high resistance. In the water, the power of slashing is far less than that of stabbing because of the resistance, so the murlocs use fish that are good for stabbing. cross.

And today, for the second time, Charles saw the sword on the murloc.

And this time, the sword on the murloc is not an orphan like the infinity blade on Jenny, which has an unknown history, but a standard equipment with the same dimensions.

Today, four of the eleven murlocs in the team are sword and shield soldiers. Their shields are still made of turtle shells, and the long swords on their waists are more than one meter long.

The officer to be arrested today hasn't changed his equipment, he's still the same.

The murloc patrol passed by a few meters in front of Charles, and the sight and crosshair of the rifle in Charles's hand were already aimed at the front of the murloc officer's route, ready to pull the trigger when the target reached the three o'clock position.

After the elves started firearm research last year, they tossed a few air guns not long ago.

Charles is no stranger to air guns, having even shot mice at night with a buckshot air gun in his last life as a child at the behest of relatives.

However, the air gun was turned over in the mid-1990s during the gun ban. Later, someone could only play with air guns that shoot BB bullets. A group of friends put on their parents' motorcycle helmets with face masks, and then divided into two teams. Start the fight, come back after the fight and get mixed doubles.

With the target in place, Charles pulled the trigger.

After the trigger made a disconnected magic channel connected, the magic in the magic crystal flowed into the jet cylinder in the gun stock unimpeded.

The wind magic array inside the cylinder started immediately, and the wind element poured out of the magic array like an explosion, and then poured out along the outlet of the shrinking cylinder.

The wind element came into the barrel of the gun through a small piece of slightly bent metal gas pipe, and then pushed a warhead forward.

In Charles's hometown, the Girandoni air gun that had been on the battlefield had been in existence in the late 18th century, but due to various shortcomings, it was quickly eliminated by the gunpowder gun.

However, since the air gun has been equipped, it shows that it still has considerable power.

A dart-shaped warhead effortlessly flew over the distance of a few meters, then penetrated the murloc officer's waist armor joint, and finally got into his muscles.

The dart warhead was coated with a strong anesthetic, and the murloc officer who was shot felt dizzy and weak. Just when Charles put away his gun and took out a large knife, the officer had collapsed to the ground.

Charles also wanted to kill the remaining murlocs with a "da da da", but his air gun is still a front-loading gun, and it can't fire continuously, otherwise it will not be used as a toy in his hands.

The murlocs on the patrol were first surprised that their superior suddenly fell, and then reacted a beat slower under the influence of the mentally retarded aura, and then the "Soul Shock" released by Charles made them feel like their brains were hit by a hammer.

At this time, Charles's big sword had arrived. He rushed into the middle of the murlocs who were temporarily absent-minded. Before they could react, he cut down two sword and shield soldiers, then squatted down, and one wind blade knocked the other right. The sword and shield soldier who raised his shield for defense had his feet chopped off.

Before he could make up the knife, a "ice storm" suddenly hit him.

Charles was startled, and then slammed into the open space to one side.

The magic didn't hit him~www.readwn.com~ but helped him make up for it.

He didn't expect that there would be a powerful magician in this patrol team, so the triple-mounted stun gun appeared in his hand again, and then blasted it.

The ice shield that the magician had just erected was shattered by two dart shells at the next moment, and then the third dart shell concentrated on the magician's chest.

There is a lot of noise now, and the enemy in the stronghold on the mountain will come down to reinforce at any time after they find it.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, Charles backed away and used the blue-firing magic crystal cannon to "da-da-da" a few of the remaining murlocs, and the rest were frightened away.

Seeing that there were no murlocs standing around, a magic-powered tricycle appeared beside Charles. In order to put this thing in the storage ring, he temporarily emptied all the items in a ring.

After maxing out the strength buff on himself, he **** the murloc officer who was still in a coma, and threw it on the tricycle.

At this time, he thought about it, and then brought the murloc's standard long sword and other weapons.

When the murlocs who came down from the mountain for support came to the crime scene, there was nothing to gain except the sound of the tricycle leaving and a booby trap.

That afternoon, Munch informed Charles that his mission had failed.

Because the murloc officer and a recruit exchanged armor and positions, what Charles captured was a recruit who didn't know anything about it.

The officer was the good magician, and Charles buried a booby trap under him.

However, this operation did not fail completely, because Charles brought back a few murloc swords, which was a little gain.

For this reason, Charles was so depressed that he ate two more bowls of dinner.

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