The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

The murloc warriors have strong endurance. In order to complete the task, they bury themselves in the mud of the small river less than two meters deep, in order to launch a tsunami-like blow when the target relaxes its vigilance.

For murlocs, sea water is their favorite environment, and when they are in fresh water, they always feel that the surrounding water is not enough. When they turned out their legs to live in the air, they always felt that something was missing in their lives.

And when they lie in ambush in the mud, it is like a human being buried in a stinking garbage heap.

"[Beep beep]!"

"[Beep]!"

The people whose faces were only exposed under the mud began to curse inwardly.

Not for anything else, but because the target of their ambush was pouring water into the creek upstream of them.

"[Beep beep]! This guy's vigilance is too high!" Evil, the commander of this ambush operation, looked fiercely at Charles, who was releasing memory on his head, through the water.

"At this time, he is still holding a sword in one hand!" The murloc commander was very angry, "Aren't you afraid of 'chicken flying and eggs' as soon as your hand slips?"

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan!" The murloc warriors comforted themselves in their hearts.

Charles, who didn't know he was peeped, easily returned to Celestia's side, and took out today's lunch from the bag he was carrying.

The way to deliver the battle report was a bit long. He came out of the village where he stayed last night in the morning, and could not reach the next village until the afternoon.

At noon, Charles came to the river, and after throwing a small fireball into the river, he rested in peace on the grass by the river.

In fact, if the small fireball just now blew up the sludge at the bottom of the river, he might have discovered the murlocs in ambush long ago.

Charles put his hand into the bag and took out a can. As soon as he unscrewed the lid, the characteristic smell of assorted liver cans wafted out.

He grinned and threw the can into the creek with his backhand.

Before he could take out the second can, the river suddenly became boiling.

"[Beep beep]! Poisoned!"

"[Beep beep beep]! Found!"

"[BEEP]! Catch him!"

Although Charles couldn't understand what the murlocs who rushed out of the water in a hurry, it didn't prevent him from jumping on Celestia's back and slapping the horse and running.

Enemy situation is unknown, turn in and talk.

A few hurried spells were emptied, and the dozen or so murlocs who had just landed could only watch Charles leave.

A murloc fiercely inserted the harpoon in his hand into the ground, and said angrily, "He actually let him run away!"

The murloc commander looked at the house where Charles left, with a grim smile on his face, "It doesn't matter if we can't catch him, we will catch him ahead, if we push him in a hurry, let him put the things in the rucksack. If you ruin that mission, you will fail."

Then he said to his subordinates: "Let's find a way to bring back that jar of poison and see what vicious things those elves come up with."

Charles ran for more than ten minutes over there and came to the front of a fork in the road.

It was planned that he should go left and reach a larger village.

But just as he was about to turn left, there was a sound in the bushes on the left, and several huge fishing nets rushed towards him.

Charles had seen this kind of fishing net used by murlocs in the previous pre-war training. The material of the fishing net was algae like some kind of kelp in the sea, which was strong and tough.

Several huge icicles crashed into the fishing nets in the air, causing them to fall to the ground.

Seeing that the bushes beside and on the left side of the road were shaking, and it seemed that there were at least a hundred enemies hiding inside, Charles hurriedly turned his horse and ran towards the road on the right.

When Charles left, seven or eight murlocs stood up in the bushes, took up weapons and ran in the direction where Charles left.

In the bush just now, apart from a few murlocs throwing fishing nets, the other murlocs tied some ropes to the surrounding bushes. After pulling the ropes, it appeared that there were many people in ambush in the bushes.

Charles ran for another half an hour, and a pond the size of two or three basketball courts appeared on the side of the road.

A string of fireballs fell, and the two murlocs in the pond were blasted into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the overwhelming high-pressure water column, ice edge and other magic rushed towards Charles.

A thick and high earth wall appeared on the road in an instant, blocking the stormy attack.

When the earth wall was torn down, Charles had already run away on Celestia.

On both sides of the road ahead were small hills with only some weeds growing. The sparse weeds on the hills did not hide murlocs at a glance.

Just when Charles thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, a piece of harpoon flew from the back of the far hill on both sides of the road.

These harpoons drew a parabola in the air, enveloping Charles' location and the surrounding space.

Seeing the harpoon in the sky as dense as rainstorm and fast as lightning, Charles did not dare to hold on to it. A pair of huge wind wings appeared behind him, and then the horse and the horse rushed in unison before the harpoon inserted himself and the horse into a porcupine. The harpoon's coverage was by a hair's breadth away.

Although they escaped, a harpoon slashed Celestia's buttocks. Several harpoons were even aimed at the backpack behind him.

Hearing the neighing of the warhorse, Charles hurriedly put a healing spell on it.

Before the second wave of attacks came, one person and one horse had already walked all the way.

The continuous high-intensity shift went into almost an afternoon, and both Charles and Celestia were tired.

Just when Charles decided to take a break and took out the map to find a place to break out of the encirclement, a wolf howling sounded around, and more than a dozen hungry wolves with red eyes came up from all around.

This time, his head was so big that he hurriedly picked up the hand crossbow hanging on the side of the horse, shot the two wolves directly in front of them before the wolves encircled, and then dashed out of the encirclement.

The rest of the wolves were chasing them desperately, as if they had recognized Charles and the others as the only dinner for the day. Even after Charles turned around and shot a few wolves, he could not scare them away.

In an instant, a row of soil thorns stabbed out on the ground behind Charles, and the huge inertia made several wolves slammed into it, and then the soil stabbed a big hole in his body.

When the remaining wolves bypassed the thorns, they saw smoke lingering in front of them, and the air was full of stench, and they couldn't find where their targets were running.

After throwing a smoke bomb and a "Stinky Beast" potion, Charles rode Celestia down a side road.

The map had been accidentally lost just now, and Charles didn't know where the path would lead, but he knew that if he stopped or didn't run, he would only be caught.

Now that the sun was in the west, he would have a chance to escape when night fell.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny. Just when Charles, who hadn't eaten lunch, was about to take out a can from the bag to fill his stomach, a group of murlocs caught up from behind, and then all kinds of magic and harpoons chased Charles away.

In front of it is a river nearly ten meters wide~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is a wooden bridge on the river that can pass a carriage.

At this time, Charles gave birth to wind wings again, and Celestia jumped over the river with the help of wind wings.

The murloc who was waiting in the water under the bridge, waiting for Charles to go to the middle of the bridge, collapsed the wooden bridge with a confused expression.

Before Charles could remove the wind wing, a raging fire suddenly ignited on both sides of the road, and there were strong winds that forced the flames to the road.

Charles could only keep blowing the flames away with the wind wings, and rushed across the burning area with Celestia.

At this time, the sun had sunk into the mountains to the west, and night soon fell on the land.

Taking advantage of the last bit of light in the sky, Charles pulled out his long sword and swung forward. After the tip of the sword was formed, a huge wind blade galloped forward, cutting off all the tripping ropes along the way.

This ambush seems to be the last ambush of the murlocs, and after that, Charles ran far and wide without encountering a new ambush.

Then he fell into the pit with his horse and man.