My Frostmourne can't be so cute

The jackal screamed in fear-he thought these humans were going to tell the same legends as the elders of the jackal.Cruelly "killed" myself.

"What's going on? Do you know there is a cave-in? Why don't you tell us?"

Ma Long said to Hogg angrily-cleaning up these landslides is not a simple task, maybe this tunnel will fill in all the time saved by Ma Long and others, but it may not be enough.

"Hogg! I don't know!"

The Jackal quickly explained - at the same time, he was still struggling to look at the pile of rocks behind Ma Long.The eyes were filled with confusion and perplexity.

"Don't you know? You... haven't walked here before?"

Ma Long noticed the Jackal's expression-he thought of a possibility.

"No! Here! Legend! Hogg... never walked!"

Hogg yelled.

"Damn..."

Ma Long cursed in a low voice, not only to this unreliable and low-intellectual jackal man, but also to himself who was a little careless at the beginning.

But now, Ma Long knew that he had no choice-he couldn't take his soldiers back the same way-that would take at least a little half a month, maybe Yuexi Town has been slaughtered by the orcs several times. .

"Move these rocks away!"

Malone stopped paying attention to Hogg the Jackal.Instead, he ordered loudly.

Almost all the militiamen realized the urgency of the situation. Except for two men holding torches, all the militiamen and the Xiquan garrison were engaged in the work of moving stones.

The previous mine tunnel was a bit spacious, but now, it has become crowded immediately; not every militiaman can get to the tunnel entrance to transfer the stones there, most people can only stand behind their companions, waiting for replacement Tired of them.

Soon, most of the rubble was wiped out, and Ma Long's face was illuminated by the fire.Also became ashen.

It wasn't just the gravel that blocked the tunnel entrance-after the gravel was cleaned up, there were a few huge boulders packed tightly together, the size of which was as high as one person.

I don't know how these boulders got stuck in this tunnel entrance, but Robin tried it with his one-handed sword and found that he couldn't penetrate the gap between these boulders.

"These stones...how can they be removed?"

Robin used his one-handed sword to chop the stones a few times, then said angrily.

"Try it!"

De Jong came up with an idea on the side-he had done a lot of work in the Red Ridge Mountains, farming, hunting, craftsmen... naturally knew the principle of leverage.

"Hurry up. Try it!"

Ma Long thought of this too, he ordered.

Soon, under the command of Ma Long, the militiamen tied several spears together with ropes they carried.As a pry bar, I want to pry these stones.

It took a lot of effort to send the bundle of spears to the bottom of the boulders. Several militiamen went up together, pressed and hung, but they couldn't shake the boulders at all.

"Get out, I'll come! Paul. Robin, you guys with me!"

Malone shouted, he walked to the end of the bundle of spears, stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the spear, and said to Paul and Robin at the same time.

"I see, Chief Lothar!"

Paul and Robin replied in unison, and then made the same action as Malone.

"one two Three!"

Ma Long yelled his slogan loudly. When he shouted three, his arms pressed hard and his legs bent slightly, using the power of his whole body, and pressing down the spear shaft of the spear fiercely.

With a soft "click", the wooden spear could not withstand the strength of the three people, and it made a fragile cracking sound; Ma Long wanted to try again, but this time, only a little effort was used, and the spear had cracked. It can no longer support it, and it breaks straight into two pieces.

Several short spears were thrown on the ground by Ma Long. He stared at the few boulders that were still motionless, gasping for breath--the explosive use of strength just like that was also a problem to his body. It's not a small burden; it's a pity that although I have desperately used the strength of feeding, but... it is still useless.

"It's all the blame for that damn jackal man who led us to a dead end!"

Paul was also panting. After a while, his chest gradually calmed down, but he turned his head abruptly and cursed loudly while looking for Hogg's trace.

"Those things... I'll talk about it when I get out of here, Paul, Robin, you take everyone back, back as far as you can!"

Ma Long said suddenly.(To be continued.)

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"Back? Officer Lothar, what are you going to do?"

Paul asked in surprise.

"Smash this pile of rocks."

Malone replied.

"Break? How to smash? What to smash?"

Robin was stunned for a moment, and then he asked.

"Don't ask so much, you guys step back quickly, we don't have much time."

Ma Long ordered impatiently.

"I……"

Paul wanted to say something, but Robin dragged him and interrupted him.

"Let's go."

Robin said softly, then pulled Paul, and greeted the other militiamen, retreating into the distance.

As the militiamen gradually retreated, the two lighted torches were getting farther and farther away from Malone; soon, there was only a little green fluorescence around him.

Looking back, seeing that the militiamen illuminated by the two torches had withdrawn quite far, Ma Long took a deep breath, and then entered the skill selection system.

As Malone said before, he was going to split the boulders in front of him.However, he didn't have a battle axe in his hand, and he didn't have a city-breaking hammer. To do this, he had to rely on some powerful skills.

Many of the skills that Malone can choose to strengthen his attack power; however, he still needs to weigh in these skills.

When Ma Long opened his eyes again, he had already withdrawn from the system, and a newly lit rune icon appeared on the wrist of his left hand.

Clenching the two-handed sword in his hands, Ma Long walked forward two steps, using his feelings, confirmed the location of the few huge stones with the faint fluorescence, and used the newly acquired skill without hesitation.

In an instant, Ma Long seemed to feel that his head had been hit hard by a warhammer; his ears buzzed, a smell of fishy sweetness flooded his throat, and the warm liquid filled him. Mouth.

"what!"