Give me a hand

Author: Leopard Head · Zero Charging

Give me a hand

At this moment, Dragon has landed to the launch height, the armor folded on both sides of the body is opened, and the tilt transmitter that fits the body curve extends and rotates. The ten rockets aim at different goals.

"Wuhu launched!"

He laughed and confirmed the launch. The micro -air engine at the tail of the ten rockets started immediately.

From the perspective of the ground, a big meteor suddenly split a small meteor again!

"What about the caster! All the categories come out!"

Florez was anxious to turn, while preparing the magic and shouting.

But how can the noble law be a waste of law under the circumstances of unknown situation?

After looking at the sky one by one, the caster started to set the shield for themselves. The ability to start is the transmission.

Everyone received the money of armed parade. At most, it lost a few spells when fighting the wind.

What kind of life do you fight for one hundred gold coins?

At this time, Dragon had fallen to 1,500 meters. The first batch of rockets would land immediately. The transmitted rack also recovered the body to complete the second wave of loading.

"Fire!"

He laughed and hit another round of firepower, and then quickly adjusted the flight posture. He also dived into Pingfei. He kept hovering with the camp as the center.

Flores couldn't kill. It was definitely unhappy to kill him in such a cheap to kill him. She couldn't resist the mist erosion as soon as she was unhappy, and she had to coax Dragon.

PASS!

The caster and adventurer can not kill. The ghost knows if there is one hidden in it. There are many silver dragons that can form two synthetic battalions. The big man can't carry it. Pass!

There is no need to fight for ordinary infantry. Their life has not been valuable, PASS!

Dragon was hovering in the sky. The first batch of rockets had smashed into the camp like a meteor shower. The flames of flames bloomed on the ground. The fatal shot was sputtering. The flame spread wildly in the chaotic camp.

I lost my life in the confused.

"Damn! This gang's unreliable thief!"

Flores scolded sadly, just just now, he wanted to use a ray spell to intercept the rocket's attempt to fail.

The idea is very correct, but unfortunately, even if it is a caster, it is difficult to use spells to intercept supersonic flying rockets without preparing.

The surgery industry has a special attack, which is not their strengths.

"I don't do anything if I collect money! Even thieves are not as good!"

Seeing that the second wave of rockets were coming, he simply gave up the interception and complained that he put on spell protection flames on his own, and then simply discarded the conspicuous signs and mixed into the crowd.

He basically gives up to maintain order, but there is no way. The attacker may still be observed. He can't be beheaded before he fights?

Another group of rockets exploded on the ground, the fire intensified, the entire barracks seemed to have burned.

What is even more terrible is that under such a sudden blow, the tissue of the army was basically broken. The serf soldiers panicked the four escapes and wanted to escape the sea of ​​fire, but it only caused greater confusion.

Dragon circled in the sky for several times, but could not find any target worthy of attack, and finally killed dozens of war horses.

The cavalry charge is quite intimidating. In order to prevent the musketeers from being frightened when they enter the battlefield for the first time, it is better to simply eliminate them before charging.

Flores, who was hiding near the stable, his eyes turned red when he saw this!

How much does it cost to keep a war horse these days?

He lost all face and worked hard to marry the fat daughters of merchants one after another, and his body was almost exhausted. Wasn't it just to use their dowries to raise cavalry?

One of the war horses with heavenly blood was born after he spent more than a thousand gold coins to be bred from others, and now it was all gone in the blink of an eye!

Flores felt his eyes go dark, opened his mouth and spat out a large pool of blood, and looked at Dragon flying away with eyes wide open.

"What a dragon! How dare you kill my horse!"

"My baby!!!"

Flores threw himself on the heavenly horse and cried bitterly.

"Ahqiu!"

Dragon, who was on his way back, sneezed, and Neltharion immediately exclaimed.

"This is incredible! How can a construct catch a cold?"

"?You owe me another beating?"

Dragon scolded her casually, turned around and flew towards Flores' military camp.

"Someone must be scolding me!"

"Aren't you afraid of missiles? This is no longer an ordinary mob! We must hit hard!"

"Watch my steel mechanical dragon do it myself and use machine guns to send them to the sky one by one!"

After one night, the flames, which had burned for most of the night, gradually extinguished when there was nothing left to burn.

The surviving officers began to gather the soldiers, and Flores was sitting among the corpses of the war horses. His head and face were covered in black and gray. He looked less like a baron and a nobleman than an old country farmer whose only son had died.

The horseless cavalrymen came over, looking as ugly as if they had lost their own mothers.

"Lord Baron, what should we do next?"

asked a junior officer.

"what to do?"

Flores's eyes moved, he stood up suddenly, waved his fists desperately, and roared almost at the top of his lungs.

"Of course it's an attack! Attack! A desperate attack!"

"As long as we defeat the Destal family's army, everything will be fine!"

"Really? Dear Lord Baron, can you settle the pension now?"

Several heavily armed mercenary captains walked over with dark faces.

"You lied to us!"

A barbarian wearing a horned helmet glared at Flores, "You said that the Destal family only has less than a thousand soldiers, and this mission is as simple as a field parade."

"Then the question is, what happened with yesterday's attack?"

Flores looked gloomy, how could this despicable barbarian dare to talk to him like this?

He is a noble! He is also a priest who serves noble ladies!

But having suffered heavy losses, he now has to rely on these mercenaries. Flores could only hold back his anger and replied gloomily: "Maybe it's a passing red dragon. Everyone knows that red dragons want to eat whatever they see."

A destructive madman."

"This is not a trick that a red dragon should do, my dear Lord Baron."

A female mage with long silver hair walked out of the portal, and a rocket flew around her body like a fish.

"What is that?"

Flores looked at the female mage in confusion.

"You didn't notice it?"

There was a half-smile on the female mage's radiant face. She stretched out her hand and gently touched the smooth surface of the rocket, her smile becoming more playful.

"This is the mysterious weapon that almost destroyed your army last night."

Flores subconsciously took a step back, and then emphasized: "That's just a small setback."

"Are you sure it won't explode like last night?"

"You look down on my magic?"

The female mage's expression suddenly became gloomy, and her bright silver eyes stared at Flores.

"Or do you simply look down on me?"

"I need an explanation."

Is this female mage sick?

Flores was stunned. He had no conscience. How dare he look down on a great mage who could cast the seven-ring teleportation spell at will?

He was really scared of being bombed, so he asked casually.

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm rude!"

Flores suppressed his anger and bowed his head to apologize, but the female mage was not satisfied.

"Stop being so phony. Your questions have deeply hurt my self-esteem. Please pay me immediately!"

?A master like you actually uses such a shameless way to extort money?

Baron Flores immediately felt respected. He would never dare to provoke an archmage with such a personality.
To be continued...