Utopia

Chapter 489: Draw the sword, right?

At the same time, these gray-haired kobold majesties handed over all the weapons and equipment on their bodies, and collectively walked into the transport ship under the guns of the cavemen. Their future destiny starts from this moment, and they will say goodbye to the Guangwu Empire forever, until the Guangwu Empire finally understands the truth and is willing to buy them back.

Is this just possible?

"How can you endure the nennu stick? Wuli Linnugu, Sanuda?"

"Huh? What is this guy talking about? He seems a little dissatisfied."

Therefore, when one of the gray-haired kobolds asked a tauren warrior in the transport ship, the tauren warrior consulted his companion with disdain.

[To be honest, I have been using it recently, and it works on both Android and Apple. 】

"Whether he accepts it or not? If you lose, you lose. By the way, come to the beach with me and see if there is anything else worth picking up on the beach."

"OK."

As a result, the tauren, who completely ignored the gray-haired kobold's eyes full of puzzlement and confusion, but also full of fear, set foot on the beach of the peninsula that still belonged to the continent of Neoland for the first time.

Although the temperature on the ground is a bit high due to the battle just now. But I have to say that compared to the beach where he set out from Marle City, he was a little uncomfortable with the beach at his feet.

Maybe it's because I like warmer places.

Snapped!

"Aiji Mala! I have to rely on my father Mu!"

At this time, with a burst of gunfire, a black-haired kobold suddenly stood up among the pile of corpses and shot the caveman in front of him to death. However, as he roared, the revolver in his hand developed a firing failure due to long-term use and lack of maintenance, and he could not continue to pull the trigger to fire another shot. So the black-haired kobold immediately threw away his revolver, pulled out his saber and threatened the other cavemen who were surrounding him.

"Heh. Draw your sword, right? I, Gesar Putt, am in a good mood today, so I'm here to play too."

Therefore, the black-haired kobold officer watched the cavemen in front of him gradually disperse. A tauren holding a ring-handled straight blade came over. His eyes were straight and his face was horrified.

"Minodoros Msa...Negan...Nenenigan is stubborn!"

It was obvious that the black-haired kobold officer whom Gesar Put met knew some valuable information. At the same time, the officer took three steps back. The saber in his hand was nothing compared to the straight blade with a ring handle in the hand of the minotaur in front of him. It was simply useless scrap metal!

"Looking at you, you should know where we are coming from. So, come on, let me see what kind of style the warriors of your Guangwu Empire have!"

Are you kidding me?

Even if the black-haired kobold officer could understand what the tauren in front of him, who was wearing gray-brown camouflage armor and had brown skin, silver hair, and blue eyes under his helmet, was talking about, he also knew that the tauren warriors who were rumored to be in the indigenous country were all They are elites serving the dark elf country, the Kingdom of Negan. Moreover, the Tauren clan is similar to the Rimai people. They are all a group of big guys with an average height of two meters and are covered with muscles.

Not to mention the ring-handled knife in the Minotaur's hand. Just by looking at it, he felt that it had a silver handle, and a rope connected to the Minotaur's right wrist was tied to the end of the ring. The straight blade was like a chill.

You should know that the knife in his hand seems to be shorter, and he himself is about 40 to 50 centimeters shorter than the tauren...

Thanks to the Negan Kingdom's economic conditions and extraordinary technological strength, even if it is a practical sword made by an ordinary factory, the quality of the blade cannot be compared to that of the Guangwu Empire, which has finally mastered foreign technology.

Moreover, this tauren named Gesar Putt turned out to be the loser of the Guards. If he had not forgotten to adjust the crosshair during the shooting test and was unable to show his true strength, he would not have become the Negan Kingdom. members of the special forces. At the same time, the ring-handled blade in his hand has been weighing .4 kilograms recently, and its total length has been [seriously, it has been used recently, and it can be used on Android or Apple. 】9【To be honest, I have been using it recently, both Android and Apple. 】mm, handle length 3. I have been using it recently. [To be honest, I have been using it recently. It can be used on both Android and Apple. 】mm (including the length of the ring head and the hand guard), the width of the hand guard has been used recently [to be honest, it has been used recently, both Android and Apple are available. 】【To be honest, I have been using it recently, both Android and Apple. ] Millimeters, blade length 78 [To be honest, I have been using it recently, and it can be used on Android or Apple. 】mm.

What also makes the black-haired kobold feel embarrassed is that the blade of this ring-handled straight knife is 32 mm wide, and the thickness of the spine is as high as 8 mm. Even if such a sharp blade is not used, the black-haired kobold can pat his chest and guarantee that with one strike from the tauren in front of him, he will definitely die.

But when he looked around, he saw those eyeless humanoid creatures surrounding him. The rifle in his hand, which fired obviously faster than the Manka rifle, was definitely not loaded with bullets. so……

"It's not the same as before, Manzhu!"

"What is it called..."

Keng! Uh-huh!

Even though the black-haired kobold really tried his best to thrust his saber forward, as soon as he entered Putt's attack range, he only saw two silver blades slicing across his body. Then he was very surprised to find that he could fly, and saw a headless corpse that was very familiar to him, with its arms and head chopped off.

Boom.

Just like that, Gesar Put shook the sharp blade that had always been with him, lamenting how depressing he was about the unsatisfactory duel.

"Put, why are you wasting your time fighting him? You have a pistol, why don't you just take it out and shoot him? We are not knights, why do we need to follow those useless rules?"

"You are the only one who is nosy. This knife is mine, you..."

"Alas."

Compared to his companions' ridicule, Gesa Put is a knife lover, and his family still relies on blacksmithing to sell kitchen knives and hatchets to customers to make a living. Therefore, when he participated in the selection of the Royal Guards, his knife skills were the best among the group participating in the selection at that time.

Of course, he was not careful enough sometimes. During the shooting assessment, he did not adjust the mechanical sights on the rifle when he took out the gun for rapid shooting, and the result was that he missed the target and was eliminated directly.

"Also, can the dog-headed man's knife... be thinner? What's the use of a 5mm blade? It breaks after cutting a few enemies!"

"Or..."

"You, get out of here, this is mine."

"Stingy."

Whether it is stingy or not, Put doesn't care so much, after all, his family runs a blacksmith shop. No matter how unsatisfactory the dog-headed man's saber is, it can still be used as a collection of his own family. Moreover, in recent times, there seems to be a trend of scimitars in the country. He took this knife home to show it to his elder brother and father, and it would be a good thing for them to refer to it.

So while Putt was depressed, the fourth colonization expedition of the dog-headed man failed. There were only 5 less than 3 dog-headed men left. The gray-haired dog-headed men were escorted to Ligang City, and then transferred to Male City in the Kingdom of Nigan for the final handover...

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