The Lion King of Middenland, Warhammer

() But the action of the dwarf captain was also lightning-fast, the two pistols hanging in his coat roared almost instantly, and the red wires of fire plunged into the dark night sky, as eye-catching as gorgeous shooting stars.In an instant, this little airship seemed to become a frenzied battlefield, and it was hard to imagine why.

"It's over! It's over! It's over! Everything is ruined! My kingdom, my dream! Why is Prince Pascal so unhappy!"

The dwarf blacksmith Baskar looked at everything in front of him with incredible eyes. Thousands of exclamation marks filled his dizzy mind because of seasickness. Here, he will be hanged immediately because of the responsibility of this internal strife. He began to regret why he was so unlucky to see the airship of this acquaintance, and why he foolishly invited the noble highness to visit the airship. He wished that time could be turned back , as if the whole world had lost its color.

"Baskar! I know you are an excellent sharpshooter, what are you still doing! Pick up your gun!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted Baska's delusions, followed by a scream of a wild beast, and suddenly, a black thing with outstretched wings landed on Baska's side, bringing The long legs with sharp claws stomped randomly, like a dying bird, with a foul smell.

"Your Highness Hyde? This, this is the young bird of the Harpy!"

Pascal suddenly widened his round eyes, and subconsciously pulled out his double-barreled pistol. In an instant, he began to understand what was going on in the shootout just now, and the light of hope returned to the face of the young dwarf. superior.

"Yes, Your Highness Hyde! I will show you my marksmanship!"

With a loud gunshot, the dwarf wearing a helmet with broken horns stood up like lightning. He had another long-barreled musket in his hand, and white smoke slowly came out from the black muzzle.And in the air not far away, a soaring black shadow let out a mournful wail, spinning and falling.

"Well done, brave Pascal!"

Hyde smiled and praised the young dwarf, and then pulled out his shining sword. The holy seal of Mirmidia rose brightly on the edge of his sword, shining on the night sky in the snowstorm.At this moment, many black figures could be seen in the distance rushing towards the airship with howls. They looked like humans but not humans, and their strange figures, which looked like birds but not birds, carried a stench.

"Because Your Excellency saved my life, my book of hatred will be rewritten!"

While reloading his pistol calmly, the red-bearded dwarf captain turned his head and expressed his gratitude to old Loren in a loud voice.In the instant just now, old Loren drew his gun and shot down a harpy that was flying from behind the captain and saved the captain's life at a critical moment.

"Is a life just to avoid being written into the book of hatred? You stubborn dwarf is as stubborn as a rock!"

The old knight in red armor didn't look back, but swung his sword and chopped off a harpy's sharp claws. His laughter echoed in the small airship, like thunder in the night sky.

"However, your marksmanship is also good, and it also solved some worries for me. We are even! Of course, let us deal with these harpies now. Captain, you must concentrate on driving the airship to Kislev. Go to the city of Gele!"

The blood-colored giant sword swung like a giant python, feathers and stinky blood filled everywhere it passed. This majestic old man stood on the deck like a majestic god, and his combat skills were not weakened at all by the bumps of the airship.There was an undeniable strength in his voice, the confidence of battle-hardened confidence.

"Yes, our red bearded captain! The first glorious mission to land in Kislevgrad is entrusted to you!"

Jessica laughed too, raised her furry wolf ears, and the brilliant mace blade hovered around her iron fist, like a sword of light floating in the air.In the battle just now, she used the wind blade to kill two harpies ten meters away, showing her amazing long-range attack ability.Although this is nothing to ordinary mages, for a beast-type battle mage, this is already a very good combat skill.After all, most battle mages are not good at long-range attacks, especially the beast type battle mages.

"It seems that I can only serve as an escort for the captain! Who told me that I can't hit long-distance things? By the way, there are no javelins here, are there stones or something?"

Hyde shrugged with a smile. His current position is a bit awkward. After Old Loren killed several harpies in succession, the other harpies no longer approached, and Hyde fell into a powerless situation. Condition.Although he also has a pistol, these days, his experiments with shooting with it all ended in failure by missing the target. Maybe it's because he doesn't have the talent to use firearms!

"There are no javelins or stones. There can't be any extra weight here. By the way, there is a bomb! I'm afraid it won't work for hitting air targets!"

The wind gradually became weaker, and Magic Crystal's steam engine finally started to start, waving the six wing-like wind paddles gracefully.The red-bearded captain held the steering wheel tightly, his eyes were full of persistent light.

"Forget it! When we get close to the city wall of Kislevgrad, I will send the only bomb to Chaos, hoping it will bring good luck! By the way, Fleur, take care to protect Baska, He is our valuable firepower output."

Hyde waved his lion's tooth sword a little unwillingly, and the gems on the hilt shone brightly in the night sky.He raised his head and looked at the harpies hovering in the distance, feeling a little dissatisfied at the loss of being unable to attack, but he couldn't throw this precious sword away.This is a sword from the distant Cathay Empire. It is an unusual magic item. Although it has been modified many times, it still has a mysterious atmosphere.What's more, it is the relic of Master Fred, the precious token of the Mountain Lion Knights!

In fact, although the mountain lion knights told Hyde that the sword was his.But Hyde is still planning to return the great sword to the small southern monastery of the Knights after the war. He understands that the relics of a vice-principal are important, especially for a small monastery.Hyde has no habit of taking advantage of others, he has never been a greedy person.Therefore, now he can only watch the enemies in the distance silently in a daze, looking forward to the moment when they come to the door again.

"Your Highness, do you need me to replenish your strength?"

When a small shield full of golden maple leaves and green vines unfolded in front of Baska, Fleur leaned against Hyde again, her black ponytail and red ribbon fluttering beautifully in the wind, The voice echoed with excitement and a touch of sweetness, and Tarna's golden holy seal echoed on her palm, carrying the breath of life.

"I don't have anything to consume right now...but it's good to be ready! My Fleur!"

Hyde answered his beautiful lover softly, his voice full of confidence.The clouds dispersed, and he saw the shining long river and the black shadow under the long river in the distance, which was the symbol of Kislevgrad, that is the red wall of Kislevgrad!As the final moment approached, he straightened himself up to the challenge.

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