Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh destined to encounter
ps: It’s a new month! Although Liu Xia got up late, all kinds of tickets should be thrown in. This month, I will hit a million words, kill Philinmore, kill the Elf Prince, and overthrow Bauhinia Lan! Just think about it when you get up.
I’m a little excited! Hey, you guys, please listen carefully. I also wish all the kids with childlike innocence and childish looks a happy Children’s Day!
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The clear river flowed slowly, but the more than ten people by the river did not dare to stop and kept running along the river. But no one dared to leave behind the two burdens in the team. One of them is crucial.
One of the life-saving artifacts is a compass that is familiar with the surrounding terrain and direction.
The old city lord suggested: "Your Highness, let's go to Philinmore quickly, and then use the teleportation array to take you back to the border city, or you can wait there for the royal court's honor guard to arrive!"
The two orc warriors supporting Lao Feilin pointed their swords at the elf, and one of them shouted: "No, if your highness goes back, it will be a sheep in the tiger's mouth. Who knows what the elf has in mind!"
"Believe me, most elves are against and hate war. It's just that there are cruel moths within us. Instead of wandering around outside, Your Highness, you should listen to me. I will do my best to protect Your Highness's safety and freedom!"
"How far is it from Fillinmore?" Nuo Yan asked.
Felin raised his head and observed the surrounding terrain, shook his head and said: "I can't tell, but this river is a waterway of the Felinmore moat. We can reach Felinmore along this river."
Nuo Yan suddenly hesitated: "If the distance is too far, what awaits us is just the enemy's ambush."
The old elf didn't say much anymore. After all, it was the elves of the same race who treacherously ambushed the prince of the God of War Alliance who came to seek peace. This made old Felin feel a little blushing. Aren't elves said to be the most peace-loving race? When did they start to change?
Already?
Continuing to run along the river, going down the river is to Philimor. Going upstream is naturally away from Philimor, and they are going down the river at this time. Although the orc warriors do not believe in old Philin and Nuo Yan is not sure about the front
Will there be an enemy ambush, but at this time they have no other choice but to move towards Fillinmore.
At least the city lord of Fillinmore should be able to play some role in their hands.
While running dully, Nuo Yan asked again: "How far did the space transfer travel?"
The magician, whose complexion had returned to rosy, was breathing heavily. Even if he was supported by someone, it was still difficult for him to run. "Within a thousand miles, I just chose a rough direction because I didn't leave an accurate target."
"Get some rest first." As soon as Nuo Yan stretched out his hand, more than a dozen orc warriors immediately stopped and dispersed in a tacit manner and spread their guard.
Nuo Yan breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the shore with the magician and Old Feilin at the same time. Without a spear, he could only use his bare hands. After all, he did not need to fight.
"Your Highness," Old Felin sighed, "I can only represent some of the elves to apologize for what happened to Your Highness. I don't know where these troops came from, and they have been lurking around Felinmore for so long."
"They probably started mobilizing on the first day I arrived at Fillinmore." The elf prince appeared in front of Nuo Yan's eyes. The natural elegance that once made him envious, but now thinking about it, he was smiling a little. "Your country's prince."
The prince seems to dislike me going to the Elven Court."
"His Royal Highness Feng Luo just wants to take back the holy water. He will never do such a secret thing!" City Lord Feilin insisted. Obviously, he is also a supporter of His Highness the Prince. "Maybe it was the princess who did it. She was in the royal court.
Now we are at a disadvantage, if Her Highness Feng Luo can lose some prestige in this battle, then she can secure her position as Crown Prince."
After Feilin finished sighing, he suddenly remembered that this was a 'family scandal' and could not be revealed casually, so he added with some embarrassment: "These fights are commonplace, even elves cannot avoid them, making Your Highness laugh."
"I'm very lucky. I'm my father's only son." Nuo Yan said indifferently. It's hard to say that he, the only son born in the royal family, has a unique sense of superiority. However, the current conflicts within the God of War Alliance are not conflicts between races.
It is not about the internal struggle within the royal family, but the power ratio between the royal family and the military.
Nuo Yan would not foolishly tell this to Lao Feilin, who might be his enemy. Even if they were on the run at the same time, there was no friendship in the face of politics.
An orc warrior came to report: "Your Highness, there are traces of monster activity around."
"Is there a very powerful monster around Fillinmore?"
"A hundred miles away from the city are those disgusting monsters. They can't be killed cleanly. They just won't go out of a certain range, so I just let them go and didn't eradicate them completely." Old Felin explained, "There are powerful orcs.
As long as the soldiers are here, no monsters will pose a threat to us."
Several orc warriors straightened their backs very usefully.
The Dire Bear scratched his butt and looked at the group of more than ten figures blocking his fishing path by the river in the distance. He hesitated whether to go up and scare them away.
There are some guys among them that the giant bear is still very afraid of. Although they can't read their attributes, they can sense the gap between themselves and these guys through the induction of Warcraft. It seems that the difference in strength is not that big. But these two
There are too many monsters on the legs. If I can't scare them, I will probably have no choice but to run away.
The Earth Dire Bear has been following the wild boar for a long time and has learned to think and formulate battle plans.
But regardless of whether it goes or not, the fish are jumping and playing on the river, stepping on the sparkling water and rippling layers of water marks.
I can't stand it anymore!
Roar! The violent earth bear announced its existence with a roar, then rushed out of the bushes and stood up, slapping its chest with two bear paws... The habitual action seemed to have the wrong merit.
"Protect Your Highness!"
The orc warriors on alert reacted instantly. Seven or eight people surrounded the three people, and the three strong orc warriors rushed directly towards the protesting violent bear.
"His bear paws should be pretty good," one person said, smacking the corner of his mouth, full of reluctance, "I can keep it for His Highness, but he is still too thin."
"Don't criticize His Highness's perfectly proportioned body. This is the body shape a leader should have!"
The giant bear looked at the three guys with powerful auras rushing towards him. How could these people be indifferent to his demonstration? He roared decisively again: Roar!
"Can't wait to seek death?" The orc warrior laughed, and the three of them chose their positioning in a tacit understanding, hoping to directly surround this monster.
After the violent roar of the earth bear, he saw that the opponent was completely unafraid, and his heart suddenly beat. He learned so many qualities and habits from the wild boar that were not part of the world of warcraft. The master's bravery, unyieldingness, uprightness, coldness and iron-bloodedness were not learned at all.
, the spirit of fighting if you can and running if you can't is completely understood and implemented.
But having said that, it seems that apart from the spirit of guerrilla warfare, Wild Boar is not outstanding in other aspects. It is just a bit brave and unyielding, needless to say, cold and iron-blooded. Where is the uprightness reflected?
There were still more than ten meters away, when the giant bear suddenly turned around and ran away, running with all its limbs in an effortless manner.
The three orc warriors were just about to run away, but the giant bear had already run dozens of meters away. The three of them looked at each other. In the end, they could only curse the cowardly monster and turned their heads in annoyance.
Back to the river.
The giant bear turned its head and roared, with hatred and violence in its eyes.
Real-time translation: Just wait, brother, go back and call me brother! Don’t run away if you have the guts!
"Your Highness, there is a brown bear." The orc guard breathed a sigh of relief, "We have beaten it away."
"Well," can Nuo Yan say that he can see if he has eyes? But this brown bear appeared suddenly, "This brown bear is not strong. He can survive here. There shouldn't be many powerful ones around him."
Warcraft, rest assured."
A weak word came from behind: "But the traces of the monster I discovered before do not belong to the brown bear."
"What does that belong to?" Nuo Yan said with a smile, "Don't worry about it. There are fish in the river. Go catch two of them. No matter how brave the warrior is, he must have a full stomach before he can fight."
Several guards left in response, and the orc who hesitated to speak swallowed his words. His Highness was wise and intelligent, and what he said was always right.
"Hey, what kind of magical beast did you find just now? Could it be a python or something like that? Then we should be careful when entering the water."
"No, it looks like the hoof prints of a wild boar, but what kind of powerful wild boar can there be?"
"Wild boar...well, I just heard someone said that the city lord's palace in Orandra was destroyed in the hands of a wild boar, but Orandra is so far away from here, and that scary guy can't come here."
"Why is it so scary?"
"I heard someone said that he has an arm that is a hundred meters long and can smash the city lord's mansion into rubble with one punch."
"Hiss." The orc warrior couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, "Then how big is that guy? How weird. A wild boar with arms?"
