There is a word called "fresh fish and dragons", but real dragons will not be together with mixed fish for a long time.

At this moment, Qian Wuyou felt that the three fat people in front of him were so-called miscellaneous fish, but before he despised the other party and misunderstood his profession and did not even recognize the thunder strike, Cai Xiaobai's surprise shouts came to his ears.

"Brother Wuyou, I didn't expect you to be a magic swordsman, a Thunder Magic Swordsman!"

Magical Swordsman?

Shit!

Qian Wuyou was about to make excuses, but saw Cai Xiaobai slapped him hard, and mentor Fan Yiran, who was on the side, also said: "This is a thunder strike, it is a battle...the elemental combat skill of a magic warrior."

The profound smile of the star sorcerer instructor made Qian Wuyou's body suddenly stiffen. He suddenly remembered a long and vague rumor - in the Five Elements Empire, a rural villager who respects magic and does not know how to magic is born inferior to others.

In the centralized Five Elements Empire, it doesn’t matter who you are, but the key is the person you are.

Compared with the rules that the strong are respected in the Great Wasteland of Cobb, the Five Elements Empire, which has been ordered for thousands of years, has a more complex social template. As a player who has no profit and cannot get up early, Qian Wuyou has accused of "being transferred" with the idea of ​​maximizing welfare.

"It turns out that it is the Thunder Warrior in front of you! You must have inherited the ancient combat skills. Like us vulgar warriors, you can only tamp hammers and dance big swords. This time you can see your elemental combat skills. It is really a blessing in my life..."

"When we see such a sharp instant magic, it is like listening to the sound of immortals, and being enlightened..."

"The old saying goes: I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening..."

The unconventional and flattering of the three fat men made Qian Wuyou get goosebumps.

He was about to speak when the fattest Han Hu said, "My servant offended you, so why not let him serve him and let the heroes whip them at night... Hey, it's my heart."

"That's right, that's right!" Liu Yong and Zhang Meng also looked like nodding and bowing.

Qian Wuyou blinked in confusion, but saw the handsome young man sitting on the ground, with a weak face and throwing a few charming eyes. He was so hungry that he didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

"Damn, three fat guys! I only like girls! I'm not a rabbit, so I won't be a slut!" Although Qian Wuyou cursed in his heart, his face was solemn: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to listen to the information of the wild boar people now!"

"I know, I know..." the three fat men shouted anxiously.

"Baron Han Hu, you talk first!" Qian Wuyou clicked directly.

"The day before yesterday, the wild boar army entered the Yanhan straight road and occupied all the sixteen material warehouses of the empire. They were supplies worth 500,000 large warrior gold coins! We lost 500,000..."

"Enough! Don't tell me the losses. I just want to know the number and number of wild boars!" Qian Wuyou was not interested in listening to lies. God knows how much this fat man is greedy. He will die at the end. He still doesn't forget to blame the wild boars. He is really a talent.

"The number... tens of thousands, numbers... flags are waving!"

This answer made Qian Wuyou mistakenly pull out the broken rock hand, prying the fat man's head on the spot, and checking whether it was paste or fat inside.

"You said!" Qian Wuyou completely ignored Han Hu and turned to Sir Liu Yong, the battalion officer of Lulong City garrison.

“…”

After waiting for a long time, Liu Yong didn't say anything. Qian Wuyou turned his head to Sir Zhang Meng from Dawangzhuang.

"The little one... When the little one sees the wild boar soldiers... rush into the city, I... just..."

Well, the last fat man is also a person who escapes by looking at the wind!

Seeing Qian Wuyou's face turned dark in an instant. Before Han Hu could figure out his origin, he saw something wrong from the faces of the mages around him. He was accustomed to observing his words and expressions, and immediately called the guards and asked about the situation sternly.

I was lucky this time, and after a series of pieces together, Qian Wuyou finally gained something.

The wild boar people who raided the army of Dawangzhuang, and were holding the green flag, must have been Zhu Erpang protected by Qinglong. However, the wild boar people who captured Lulong City held the red flag, which should be the troops of Zhu Sipang, who were emblem of the Vermilion Bird.

At this moment, Zhu Dapang's Xuanqi Camp and Heishui Camp were hanging behind Qian Wuyou and others. In addition to the White Tiger Banner and Zhu Sanpang who were moving near the Wild Boar River Estuary, the location of the four sons and kings pigs was still unclear. All the wanderers of the Sizi Wangzhu were placed on the table.

"Map!" Qian Wuyou shouted loudly, and prepared to tell the strategic deployment on the spot and solicit opinions from everyone.

But under such orders, no one took action.

After a few seconds of a cold and embarrassed, Han Hu, who was sweating on his head, stood up. He smiled carefully and said, "Master, the villain is in a hurry...the control of the arms of the map...hehe..."

"It's really troublesome!" Qian Wuyou snorted coldly, then pulled out the hand of Broken Rock.

In the screams, the sword light flashed, the ground was rolled up by a heavy sword, Qian Wuyou ignored the pale Fatty Han and drew on the ground.

Under the sword, the Black Wind Basin wrapped in the Black Wind Mountains and the surrounding marching routes appeared one after another. Fan Yiran and Cai Xiaobai, who were standing beside him, had their eyes flashed, while the three fat white men had their eyes wide open, their faces covered with rolling beads of sweat.

"Pig Prince... No, it should be said that it is a stupid Pig Erpang. After he captured Dawangzhuang, he would definitely go south and go straight into the Black Wind Basin and block the Black Wind Trail. At this moment, we should have blocked our route to retreat west. Sir Zhang Meng, is that true?"

Seeing Qian Wuyou asking, Zhang Meng called the guards, and after muttering for a while, he nodded with a pale face.

"We are at the Dragon Tomb Trail at this moment!" Qian Wuyou clicked on the map with his sword edge and continued: "If the team goes three kilometers ahead, you can enter the Black Wind Trail. If you walk west, you may bump into Zhu Erpang's rogue."

"We can't go east, we can only run south! The wild boar people are so powerful! They can't beat them." Han Hu screamed.

"You can only go south!" Zhang Meng echoed.

"Yes, yes!" Liu Yong was not willing to be outdone.

Qian Wuyou raised his head and said, "Southern? Hey, the annoyed Zhu Dapang, you are chasing him at full speed. If you bump into it, you probably will be just right to vent your anger!"

ah!?

Han Hu's face changed drastically, and he sat down to the ground, his whole body trembling constantly.

"We're dead!"

"It's over, it's over!"

Zhang Meng and Liu Yong also became a masterless person, muttering constantly.

Cai Xiaobai coughed and said, "As you mean, if we enter the Black Wind Trail, we can only walk east?"

Mentor Fan Yiran also spoke: "As far as I know, there are two natural dangers in the east of the Black Wind Trail, especially the Blood-Tooth Break, which is the territory of the demon creatures."

"No! You must not go east!" Han Hu climbed up and kept shaking his head. His fear of monsters was even more serious than that of wild boars.

"There are wild boars in the south, and so on the west!" Zhang Meng almost burst into tears.

"It's not possible to go to the east, it's north~ north..." Liu Yong's face turned whiter than paper.
Chapter completed!