After the full level of all professions

At this time, the charging is almost over. The huge magic container is already filled with shaman’s lightning magic power, and it is almost overflowing. Through its thick shell, you can hear thunder and lightning inside. , "Click" sound.

Chapter 235

"Reporting commander, charging is complete." A shaman wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The commander nodded: "Very well done, continue to fill the second. The guy on the opposite side can defeat our army's three thousand vanguards by one person. There must be some means. We must guard against our magic items. If it can be hit, or if it can't be killed, one more magic container is used for backup."

"Yes!" The shamans continued to work. Just now the big closet-like magic container had absorbed the magic power of dozens of shamans, so they had to replace a batch of shamans and continue to fill the second magic container with magic power. .

The commander turned to the outside of the city, waved his hand to the lieutenant commanding the physical forces outside the city, and said loudly: "Test your opponent to see if his fairy wind and cloud physical technique can really avoid all physical attacks."

The lieutenant nodded. He was riding on a camel at this time, behind him were five hundred elite Mamluk cavalry.

He raised his scimitar high and said loudly: "The first team, come with me! Ride along to Robert and rush over, enter the throwing range, immediately throw the throwing axe, whether it hits or not, immediately Go back."

"Oh!" The Mamluks used a roar instead of "yes".

"Go!"

The lieutenant, a camel, led the team and rushed out, followed by five hundred elite Mamluks.

Five hundred horses charge, and the momentum is quite big, especially their target is just one person.

This scene surprised the little nobles who were watching the game later, but they immediately thought that Godfather would have no problem playing three thousand people. What's so scary about these five hundred people?

Baron Noren deliberately picked up a piece of cake with a very slow motion and sent it to his mouth.The technique is steady and not swaying at all, to show his grace and calmness.Look, this nobleman smiles at the enemy's army ahead, but his mentality is so calm, so calm, full of nobles, you scumbags, don't you come to worship me?

Robb didn’t care about the five-hundred cavalry charge. He continued to walk forward slowly. While walking, he said with the "sound of nature": "Listen to the enemy in front, and retreat immediately. If you don’t run away, it’s too late. I said it was unexpected."

After one sentence, the five-hundred Mamluk cavalry had come not far ahead. The cavalry in the front row backhanded to the back neatly and uniformly, pulled out two throwing axes, and then raised their hands together, the two throwing axes were like " In "Kung Fu", the masters of the axe gang threw it out, spinning while flying towards Robb.

After throwing out the throwing axe, the cavalry in the front row pulled to both sides, and the cavalry behind rushed up, and at the same time drew the axe and throwing the axe in one go.

Five hundred cavalrymen were just a few dozen yards in front of Robb, and they turned to both sides at the same time. The 1,000 throwing axes flew toward Robb in waves, wave after wave.

Of course, no one believes that these throwing axes can kill Robb. Even the most arrogant soldiers of the Desert Kingdom dare not think so naively, because Robert defeated the three thousand pioneers alone, and dared to challenge him alone. Ten thousand main force, without real ability is impossible.

Everyone just wanted to see what method this person would use to deal with these throwing axes.

The fastest axe reached Robb’s front face in a blink of an eye. The axe blade turned around at this moment and slashed against Robb’s face. However, it seemed to have struck a hole. Ying, brushing the ground, passed through Robb's face, flew out from the back of his head, and then continued to fly back far away, falling to the ground.

Miss!

Then, a series of throwing axes, a thousand, passed through him constantly!

Miss!Miss!Miss!

The word Miss, which only Robb could see by himself, kept jumping up, and hundreds of throwing axes passed through him and landed on the ground behind him, piled up in huge piles in a blink of an eye.

The army of the Desert Kingdom was taken aback. Although they had long heard that the "Fairy Wind and Cloud Body Art" could evade all physical attacks, they still felt quite shocked when they saw it with their own eyes.

However, they were so shocked that they saw a throwing axe cut into Robb's chest with a "puff", this time it did not penetrate through it, but actually hit it.

It turns out that the evasion set in the game has a limit. No matter how many monsters are in level than Robb, they will have a 1% hit rate when attacking Robb. Thousands of throwing axes will always have a hit rate. Such a lucky guy or two can hit Robb with a 1% shooting rate.

This is like a thousand players playing a game. Although most of them are "Africans", there will always be a few "Europeans".

This throwing axe should come from a "European Mamluk", it has hit it!

The army of the desert kingdom burst into cheers, and even the commander-in-chief above the city nodded in relief and smiled: “It turns out that you don’t have to kill him where there is no water. As long as the attack frequency is high enough, there will always be someone. Can hit him."

The assassin leader who was escorted to watch the battle saw this scene and couldn't help but squinted at the female assassin Sofa next to him, and whispered: "Obviously it can be hit."

Sofa said with a bitter face: "It seems that my face is too dark. If I can be as lucky as this Mamluk, I can successfully wipe his neck."

The assassin leader sighed: "I knew you were so dark, we should send someone else to wipe his neck."

At this time, the people in the Desert Kingdom had discovered that something was wrong with the throwing axe. It didn't cut into Robb's chest at all, and was blocked by the skin of the family.Although he made a puff just now, it seemed to be painful, but Robb's chest bounced away easily.

Hp -1

The automatic reply is full.

"This guy has body-protecting stone-skin magic added to his body!" a shaman shouted: "It can't be wrong, it must be body-protecting stoneskin."

A warrior shouted, "I think it might be our warrior's skill, shield wall."

The general said angrily: "Shut up, it doesn't matter what, we just need to know that physical attacks are difficult to hit him, even if it hits, it is difficult to hurt him. That's enough, what skills or magic are used on the opposite side? , Is there a need to fight? This person really cannot be defeated with a physical attack. It seems that the information returned by the assassin with his life is true."

Just after he said this, the great witch doctor came up from behind and whispered: "Look behind Robert. There are a few people standing there watching the battle. Isn't it our assassin's claim? She is obviously not dead, so use The statement of intelligence returned by life is wrong."

Commander: "Are you a bargainer?"

Chapter 236 Thunder God's Roar

The tentative attack has ended. The people of the Desert Kingdom have at least determined one thing, that is, Robb can't be defeated with miscellaneous soldiers, so there is no need for the remaining miscellaneous soldiers to go up and insult themselves.

The five-hundred Mamlukler turned camels, returned to the army formation, and re-arranged to stand.

Robb, with a relaxed expression, continued to walk forward slowly.He can charge in the past and destroy the enemy instantly, but that is boring.Because he found that the enemy seemed to be engaged in a conspiracy, instead of having no fun after the fight, it was better to see what the enemy was doing.

Intuition tells Robb that what the enemy is doing should be very interesting.

The commander-in-chief of the desert kingdom turned his head and glanced at the back of the wall. The charging of the second magic container was about to end. Two magic containers the size of a wardrobe were placed side by side, and they were filled with the magic of lightning.

The commander secretly delighted in his heart and whispered: "Connect the charged magic container to the magic item and prepare to cast it."

"Yes!" The shamans immediately took action.

Robb walked forward while looking at the enemy's movements. He soon discovered that a wooden board on the enemy's wall had been pulled away, revealing a small hole.A black, cylindrical tube stretched out from the small hole and aimed at himself from a distance.

"Oh, gun barrel?" Robbile asked: Does this plane already have artillery skills?It's not impossible to think about it carefully. In many sword and magic games, there are gunpowder, cannons, and even naval guns in other world continents.

However, didn't the enemy just confirm that it is difficult to hit him with physical attacks?The shells should be the same as the throwing axes, passing through me.Moreover, even if you have a cannon these days, it should be just a smoothbore gun. The cannonball will fly around once it gets out of the gun. The hit rate is extremely low. It can only be used to hit some large targets. It is almost impossible to hit people with a cannon.

They launched a cannon to aim at me at this moment. What are they going to make?

But it didn't matter what the trouble was. Robb was not afraid of it. He wanted to watch the fun, so he obviously saw the gun barrel aiming at him maliciously, and he pretended not to see it.

Behind the wall of the wall, several shamans carried a magic container the size of a closet and filled with magic power, walked behind the barrel, and connected the huge magic container to the barrel.

The big shaman chuckled and said: "Now let this bastard who dare to despise our army because he is not afraid of physical attacks and taste Thor's sanctions!"

"Desert Kingdom, the latest magic item, the magic cannon-Thor's Roar! Ready to launch."

"Countdown before the launch of Thor's Roar!"

"10...9..."