Hunting College

At midday, the small T-shaped square in front of the forest goods market is full of tourists and a lively and peaceful scene of vendors gathering.

　　 But only a few hours later, the sun in the sky had not even shifted by thirty degrees, and the peaceful atmosphere in the small square disappeared.

　　 was replaced by the closed doors and windows of the shops, a line of neatly dressed and serious hunters, and the nervous and uneasy atmosphere everywhere.

　　 The wind whispered strangely, and little dust was flying around on the clean street.

　　 The gargoyles made of Dendrobium and obsidian are silently hung on the roofs and under the eaves of the buildings around the small square. Only their eyes or rounds show the wizards that they are not really dead.

　　 In front of the forest goods market, in the small square, the supporters who came one after another were in clear positions and well-defined lines.

The center of the square is composed of official organizations such as the Beta Town Public Security Bureau and the Wizarding League Investigation Bureau. They have also built the core part of the defensive position-the rune-filled Juma, and the tower shield is glowing with cold light. A sense of hierarchy is in front. Hunters armed with rune guns were scattered among them, staring at the gate of the forest goods market under the cover of their teammates.

　　 The position looks a little thin, but it is very tough.

　　 Under the threat of wild hunting and the Kuroshio, the management committee of Beta Town has received strong sponsorship from merchant groups and has purchased enough runes to deal with the current situation.

　　 It’s just that the town of Beta did not summon friendly giants or dragons to help out, nor did it temporarily make puppets such as infinitely powerful, resistant and attackable stone men as cannon fodder.

According to Kolmar’s explanation, whether wild hunting or dark tide, they will only pass over the town like a gust of wind. If the town blocks them out, it is naturally the best; if it is not completely blocked, miss a few ends. The fire beast rushed into the town, but it could only sing up a few huts, and the damage was limited.

　　 But if giants or dragons are recruited to help out, no matter what the result is, Beta Town will need to be rebuilt again.

　　 The same reason is that there is no stone man and no talisman on the scene. These magics do too much damage to the town. They are only suitable for field battles, not for city defense operations.

　　 On the left side of the official position are the centaur tribe, tauren tribe, nymphs, goblins and murloc warriors from Linzhong Lake who have been invited to help out.

　　The Kuroshio not only threatened Beta Town, but also threatened other intelligent creatures living in the Silent Forest. Creatures, including but not limited to centaur, tauren, nymph, unicorn, etc., will move the old, young, women and children to the temporary settlement of the first university before the outbreak of the black tide, and these creatures and the warriors of the tribe, As one of the reinforcements of Beta Town, supplemented into the defensive position.

　　 The fish people carried big sticks on their backs and straws in their mouths, sucking the frog juice specially provided for them by the wizard, one by one, they roared and walked around the front row with grumpy expressions.

Frog juice is a functional beverage prepared by squeezing frog meat into mud, supplemented by aloe vera, honey, licorice, toad venom, calamus, musk and other herbs. It has the effect of exciting nerves and stimulating potential. It is a very murloc Favorite pre-war drink.

　　 Goblins are in groups, fiddle with their rune hand cannons with the thickness of their arms-of course, their hand cannons are not much different from the large-caliber rune guns of wizards.

There are also warriors of the centaur tribe, with spears on their backs, bows in their hands, horseshoes wrapped in horseshoes, and kicking and stepping on the bluestone street, as if they are beating hurried drums, which is annoying. Chaos.

　　Ningfu is different from the warriors around them. They are very beautiful, wearing thin gauze, surrounded by mist, forming a small six-pointed star formation, standing in the center of the left position. The closer the soldiers were to them, the more determined their expressions became and the stronger their fighting spirit became. They are the soul and courage of the left.

"Why don't we stand in the line of tauren!" Zhang Jixin wore gloves with both hands, his scorching eyes crossed the position of the Chinese army, and looked at the tauren on the left, his tone was full of regret. "Captain, I remember your Merlin medal There will be a tauren! We can get there!"

"If you just want to wrestle with the tauren, you can find them yourself after the battle is over." Zheng Qing refused to say a word and rejected the suggestion of Elder Zhang. "As for now, we should stand in our own position. "

　　 What he said is the right wing of the entire defensive position.

Different from the official forces in the middle road and the left-wing tribal forces, on the right-wing positions, there is an alliance of a group of volunteers-including the mercenaries recruited by Beta Town on the outskirts of Phuket Island, the hunting team recruited from the first university, and the town willing to take The townsfolk who fought with the talismans.

　　The Crime Hunters belong to this league.

Previously, under the strong explanation of Colmar's senior sister, Zheng Qing finally signed the employment agreement in Beta Town in the name of the Yougui Hunting Team. For this reason, he also specially sent letters to gather other members of the hunting team currently in the school. .

　　Because it is still in the time period when the school entrance guard is open, the team members who were called soon came to the scene through the porch system. Responding to the call ~www.readwn.com~ is Zhang Jixin and Linguo-Dylan, Lanque and others who came home during the winter vacation, and have not yet returned.

"In addition, the summoned beast in my medal is a two-headed Minotaur, not a real tauren." Zheng Qing added an explanation, then glanced at the tauren on the left wing of the position and whispered, "I feel Minotaur slid into the team over there and the tauren would beat me up."

"Very wise." Xiao Xiao's voice rang from the side. "Throwing Minotaur into the tauren is like throwing a silverback gorilla into a group of wizards... the tauren is a race with language and wisdom. There is a significant difference from the Minotaur who can only wary."

　　 Fatty Xin was originally holding a glass of milk and snorted happily. After hearing the conversation of his companions, he seemed to remember something, and his gaze flew towards the tribal warriors on the left wing of the position.

　　 Then he stared at a sturdy adult female centaur, and looked at her leather armor and saddle.

　　 After a long time, he whispered, "Which one is it?"

　　 Zheng Qingzheng asked his teammates to check their equipment and prepare for the upcoming battle. He vaguely heard the fat man's muttering, thinking that there was a problem with his equipment, so he could not help asking loudly "What? Which one is wrong?"

　　 Fatty Xin sucked the last bit of milk from the cup into his stomach, then slipped the empty box into his watch, patted his belly, and sighed.

　　 "I mean the centaur," his voice was suddenly low. "You said, when the centaur breastfeeds, do they use human or horse milk?"

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