Fashen live room

Chapter 491
Dempsey shivered for a long time under the chair board in the carriage.

He is not slender, and it is already strenuous enough to squeeze his whole body in here. In addition, the temperature is quite high at the moment, and the space here is narrow and the air is not circulated. After a while, he was already sweating profusely. .

But he just didn't dare stick his head out—this kind of ostrich hiding without objection could at least give him spiritual comfort.

Heavenly Father blesses, Father God is with me, if I can escape my life this time, I will definitely build a church for Father God in Hiham in the future...

Dempsey prayed in his heart for a long time, trembling for a long time, but as time passed, his eyes that he didn't even dare to open slowly opened, and after listening for a while, the eyes Full of doubts.

Why has it been a long time, and I haven't heard the sound of shouting and killing from outside?

Not only that, but most of the time outside was very quiet, which made Dempsey stunned for a moment, wondering whether the sudden attack by the alien race was his hallucination, but in fact they were just resting on the spot?
Just when Dempsey was in a trance, a loud noise suddenly broke out from the originally quiet outside.

Enthusiastic cheers resounded, surrounding Dempsey's carriage, people laughed, shouted, and shouted excitedly, like an annual Christmas day.

What's wrong? !

Dempsey subconsciously stood up and wanted to see what was happening outside through the window, but he forgot that he was still curled up under the chair board at the moment, and when he lifted up, he directly hit his head on the hard wooden board , which made him cry out in pain.

"master!"

A woman's excited voice came, and then a pair of hands stretched out, grabbing Dempsey's clothes and trying to pull him out from underneath.

"we won!"

With the help of those hands, Dempsey finally pulled out his body from below and sat down in the carriage.Then, while rubbing the back of his painful head, he asked the people around him, "What won?"

He was just hiding in fear just now, his whole body and mind were focused on fear, and he didn't notice what happened outside at all.

The other person in the carriage was a woman, about the same height as Dempsey, Xiaojiabiyu's type, who was Dempsey's wife Jacqueline.

She was full of excitement at the moment, and she was bombarding Dempsey at the speed of a machine gun: "We won the competition with those alien races! That Barton stood up just now and said he wanted to make a bet with those people..."

Jacqueline was also born as a noble lady and was educated, so she still has a certain level of education, and the narration will not be messy, and she quickly narrated all the things that happened outside.After Dempsey listened, he finally understood what happened.

He rushed to the window of the carriage and looked out through the window.

Sure enough, as Jacqueline said, the human team is jubilant at the moment. On the contrary, the aliens blocking their way are all dejected, and many of them are full of resentment. It looks like they have been devastated .

Dempsey was overjoyed.

"That is to say, those alien races who stopped us will leave immediately?!"

Jacqueline smiled behind him and said, "Yes, two wins in three rounds. Now they have lost two rounds. There is no need to fight again in the third round. They have already lost. According to the oath they made before, They have to go."

This way is gone, there is more behind.

Seeing that these aliens were no longer intimidating, Dempsey turned his head and looked backward.

There is also a group of alien races there, and it is not easy to mess with it.

"You said, can we still win next?"

Dempsey was very worried and worried.

Compared with Dempsey, his wife is much calmer and more confident.

"Should be able to. See, master, although the stature of the aliens behind is about the same as those in front, their weapons are far less sophisticated than those in front. Now even the aliens in front have lost, and the aliens in the back should not be able to win."

Dempsey looked left and right, and felt that his wife was right, so he felt more at ease.

While Jacqueline was talking, she talked about Norman again.

"Lord Tang En really has great vision. The Barton he selected is really not an ordinary slave. He has trained those slaves into such powerful fighters in just a few days. Thinking about it now, he bought slaves from you back then. It's not as simple as what we saw, I'm afraid it has been planned for a long time."

I don't know if it's because Norman used to be his slave, or because his wife Jacqueline praised his relationship, but Dempsey didn't follow what Jacqueline said, but said sourly: "If you want In my opinion, he was just lucky, and the things he doodles turned out to be really effective. His luck is not bad, but if you really want to say that he has any skills, I don’t think so.”

He also offers what he considers a flawless logic to justify his point.

"If he really has such a great ability, how could he be captured by me and become my slave?"

Jacqueline shook her head lightly, obviously she disagreed with her husband's statement, but he didn't say anything to refute Dempsey, just smiled and looked out through the gap in the window blocked by Dempsey's fat body Go, even if she can only see some nearby people cheering, she still enjoys watching it, which shows that she is really in a good mood at the moment.

Dempsey continued to look out the window.

What he saw and heard were the people around him admiring the strength and bravery of those tattooed slaves, and praising Barton's wise leadership. It feels a bit majestic when you come here, and you are so in the limelight that you look enviable.

Dempsey's heart was agitated, and he turned his head again. Seeing that there were many humans in the team, and that there was a light yellow magic mask wrapped around the team, he finally couldn't help it anymore.

"I'll go down and see."

After leaving these words, Dempsey moved directly to the door of the car, stretched out his hand, put it on the door after hesitating for a while, finally gritted his teeth, opened the door and walked out.

Dempsey was one of the people with the highest status in the team, and it could be said that he was the key protection target, so there were several soldiers gathered beside his carriage.

After Dempsey got out of the carriage, he did nothing and directly called the two who seemed the strongest among them.

"You two, come with me."

After the two soldiers got close to protect him, Dempsey walked in the direction of Norman with confidence, nodding and waving to the cheering crowd while walking, with his head up and chest out, as if he was in a military parade.

After walking in front of Norman and the others, he greeted Jacob first, "Thank you, Mr. Jacob." Then he took a step forward calmly, stood beside Norman, turned to face the large army, and smiled all over his face. Satisfied, his face was full of red light—from his point of view, those people seemed to be cheering for him, and the experience was quite good.

Although he is a nobleman, he is only a small baron. In the past, he used his class status to suppress these civilians. This is the first time he has been heartily supported and cheered by so many people. This feeling is really good up.

Norman gave Dempsey a sideways look, and was really worried that he would raise his hand and wave it in the next second, and then shout "Thank you, comrades!".

But Dempsey, a native, didn't understand this stalk, so of course he wouldn't do it.

He just turned his head and said loudly to Norman: "You have done a good job, and you have lived up to my expectations of you!"

Although Dempsey was timid and afraid of death, he was a nobleman after all, and his words were a bit artistic.

As soon as he uttered these words, others listened and thought that Patton did these things under his instruction or even guidance, and Dempsey did say these words loudly, which can almost be said to be nonsense. It was "said" in a loud voice, and many people present heard it. This made some human cheers add words of praise to Dempsey, and the red light on Dempsey's face became even more flooded when he heard it.

Norman naturally saw Dempsey's little thought at a glance, but he just smiled in his heart, and didn't intend to expose it. Instead, he looked at Yates.

After seeing that the human side unexpectedly won these two battles in a row and ended the competition early, Yates focused his eyes either on the slaves or on Norman, but with As soon as Dempsey's words came out, Yates focused more on Dempsey, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Norman chuckled inwardly: The former Lord Baron came out at the right time, and what he said was unintentional, which can be regarded as quite helpful to their current situation.

"Mr. Yates,"

After Norman looked at Yates, he didn't look away, and said directly: "Let's start too."

He could see that Yates must be full of inner activities at the moment, but when he said this, Yates had no choice but to nod his head, and after thinking for a while, he stood up with the dung fork in his hand .

Seeing that Yates was the first to fight, Norman's heart surged.

Winning two games in a row is a blow to the morale of these alien races. It can be seen from the expressions of the two alien races who are preparing to fight next to Yates - they all look at this side with serious faces. The previous relaxation was gone, and it was obvious that the psychological pressure was extremely high.

A drop in morale has a great impact on the outcome of the battle. Yates should have seen this, so he chose to be the first to stand up.He probably wants to rely on his stronger strength than his companions to win this battle, cheer up his companions later, boost their morale, and increase their winning percentage.

Since Yates is on the other side, who should they send on their side?

Thinking of this, Norman looked at the slaves in front of him who hadn't fought yet.

Derrick and Harriet were already surrounded by the slaves as heroes at this moment, and they were exchanging their battle experience.

Someone asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

After this life-and-death struggle, Harriet, the least courageous, looked a lot more heroic, and seemed to have learned Norman's bragging secrets in the middle of the battle, and said directly without shame: "Go straight up, do it It's over!" With a heroic spirit of going alone in spite of thousands of people, he completely forgot who was just before, and was already frightened and limp on the ground.

Another asked: "How did you defeat them?"

Derrick was calmer and more modest than Harriet, who had learned his bragging skills without a teacher. "Those orcs are not as powerful as you imagined. Although their fists hurt, they are not at all. I can knock you out with one punch. And I feel full of strength all over my body, these tattoos that Barton gave us may really be useful, and really turn us into barbarians!" Finally, his sincere eyes looked from the surroundings. These partners glanced at them, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "I can do it, and you can do it too!"

Hearing Derrick's words, the slaves around were amazed.

"Do these tattoos really have a powerful mysterious power!"

"In this way, I can rest assured that I will be on it later."

"Father God bless, I hope what I have is also effective."

……

With Norman's observation skills, he could clearly see the unnatural expressions on the faces of these slaves.

They are all hiding something, that is, those magic tricks.

Harriet didn't say anything, Derrick didn't say anything, and the remaining slaves didn't say anything. It should have been regarded as the most precious secret by them. For this reason, Derrick even took the initiative to push all the credit to Get a tattoo on it.

Obviously, everyone has hidden intentions, but they have to pretend to be ignorant, and their acting skills are really clumsy in Norman's opinion, so I feel a little anxious for them.

But now is not the time to think about it.

After Norman's eyes wandered around them, he finally fixed on one person.

"Zachary, you go."

The Zachary he named, like Monroe, was also a swordsman.

After hearing Norman's roll call, Zachary went up with his sword in hand.

His and Harriet's characters are obviously two extremes. Harriet is timid and cowardly, but he is bold and radical.

After seeing his companion defeat those two orcs in a row, his fear of those orcs has been greatly reduced, and the peerless magic skills he has learned have greatly increased his confidence, so when he faced Yates He took the initiative to meet his upper body and launched an attack!

Yates, who was opposite him, was originally a cautious person. Seeing that this human being launched an attack uncharacteristically, his face was even more cautious and dignified.

Those two human beings before obviously didn't have much confidence in themselves, and they both won. The human being in front of him looked very confident. Doesn't that mean that his strength is much stronger than those two before?

Really have to be careful.

Under caution, Yates even waved the dung fork and took two steps back.

Dempsey was still nervously watching the battle here, but after seeing this scene, he immediately felt relieved.

The layman watched the excitement.

Seeing Zachary dancing sword and dancing with full momentum, he took the initiative to launch an offensive, but the barbarian took a few steps back before fighting. In Dempsey's view, the difference between superior and inferior was already obvious.

As soon as he was relieved, Dempsey's tense face melted away, and he even turned his head to look at Norman, and said with a smile: "You did a good job this time, it's not in vain that I saved your life in the wild and brought you back... ..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream, turned his head suddenly, and saw the imposing Zachary just now covering his ribs with one hand, and protecting his body with a sword in the other hand, blood was flowing from his body. The ribs continued to flow out, and I couldn't cover it.

On the opposite side of Zachary, Yates was moving up and down, swaying a dung fork relentlessly, focusing on blocking and defending, and only tried to attack when he saw the opportunity, and he was not eager to advance because of this sudden advantage .

One bled profusely, the other remained unscathed...

Even a layman like Dempsey can see that the situation is not good.

A few drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead at some point, and after he looked around quickly, he suddenly felt that this place was too threatening, so he stopped talking to Norman before he finished speaking, and just opened his legs and walked around Trot, with his head down, hurriedly ran towards the direction of his carriage, for fear of being noticed by others, his previous high spirits had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)