Chapter 1246

In other words, they cannot have men, let alone get married.

So Zhou Ye's ten thousand points of red and a little bit of green have become the object of their thoughts day and night...

Now, there is such a good thing...

Of course, spending three days of good time together is not necessarily doing that, but-for these guards of the moon, who have been alone for nearly a hundred years, do nothing, as long as they can have close contact with His Royal Highness for three days ,Will suffice……

Seeing the high morale of her men, Matilda completely relieved her mind.

To her... the troll is not scary.

Their so-called warriors were nothing in the eyes of the Guardian of the Moon, who had honed their combat skills for nearly a hundred years.

After all, trolls are short-lived species...How long is the time for a race like them to really use their combat skills to sharpen their combat skills in just a hundred years of life??

Why is every longevity race terrible?

Because even the dullest individual, when he has a long enough life, as long as he perseveres in training certain skills, he can obtain achievements that are difficult for short-term species to achieve in a lifetime.

It is undeniable that there are amazing talents in short-born species, but-that is a minority after all.

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Hearing Matilda's words, Zhou Ye couldn't help but smile.

How long did you have the coveted qualifications??

And-it seems that Matilda's motivation is quite good.

The morale of the guards of the moon in front of them is increasing at a speed that can be discerned by the naked eye...

But forget it, anyway, he has been coveting the sister paper in the guard of the moon for a long time, so he should take another guard.

With such indescribable thoughts, Zhou Ye did not refute Matilda's words, but shouted: "In order to reward everyone for their brave fighting, we are here to hold a bonfire party in the evening. I hope to see each of you. ...... No one can be less!!"

Hearing Zhou Ye's words, the guards of the moon became excited...

At this time, the trolls have rushed up...

I don't know who shouted."For His Royal Highness!"

Suddenly, the guards of the whole month shouted loudly: "For your Royal Highness, for the bonfire party, kill these dirty creatures!!"

With the shout...

The two sides are at war.

In the beginning, those troll headhunters who were not afraid of death did cause some minor troubles to the guards of the moon, but-soon, they stabilized their positions.

After all-although the trolls have amazing recovery capabilities, the night elves have amazing recovery capabilities...

Moreover, as far as martial arts is concerned-these guards of the moon that have been honed for a hundred years are far beyond those of ordinary imperial soldiers.

Besides, there are priests behind the guard of the moon...

They were always paying attention to their robes, and seeing someone injured, they didn't hesitate to lose a healing technique.

Sometimes, a wounded guard of the moon can enjoy three or four ritual healing techniques.

On one side is a troll headhunter who is armed with an extremely simple weapon and is fighting with his own extraordinary ability to recover.

On the other side, wearing a full-body armor, holding a sharp weapon, and possessing good martial skills and enjoying the powerful presence of the priests’ healing arts...

How to lose??

Just ask you, if you fight like this-how do you lose??

After getting through the initial discomfort, the guards of the moon gradually got accustomed to the rhythm on the battlefield, and at this time-the results of their training together appeared.

Often after those trolls rush into the army, they find that they are not facing one person, but three or four...

At this time, they couldn't help but want to ask [Ma Dan's, who is the one with the larger number??

Unfortunately, they didn't have a chance to ask...

Because, after discovering the amazing recovery capabilities of these trolls, the Moon Guards did not hesitate to change their combat style.

They greeted the trolls with the moon wheel in their hands...

Cut off your acridine head, do you have a seed and grow one for me??

For a time... the entire battlefield became a slaughterhouse...

Those trolls are being slaughtered just like livestock...

After all, in the eyes of the guard of the moon, these guys' heads are still very valuable, and they can be exchanged for opportunities to spend quality time with their male gods.

Don't underestimate the way a woman gets crazy... If a woman gets crazy, he can scare a man to death.

And Galanka, who had taken the lead in the battle, already regretted...

He didn't know that the force he attacked was an elite force.

And-he hacked for a long time, and found that-he hadn't got a single result.

When he injured the guard of the month, there was a flash of white light on the guard of the moon, and in the blink of an eye-the wound on the guard of the moon disappeared, and instead attacked him more frantically...

He is going crazy...what kind of army is he fighting??

In fact, he was unlucky, who was not good at attacking, and attacked the team of the temple.

It can be said that the five hundred priests were originally allocated to the entire army.

But-when they only cast operations on the guards of the moon with a number of only a thousand people, they will grow this army into a truly undead army.

At this time, Galanka had already realized that he was not only annihilating all his subordinates here, but also more likely... even he himself could not escape alive...

In despair, Galanka, while holding the huge bone stick in his hand against the weapons of three or four moon guards, took out a small bone axe from behind his waist.

The bone axe looked black and shiny... it didn't look like a good thing.

But in fact it is indeed the case-

This bone axe was concocted by witches in the Galanka tribe with various poisons.

He believed that if anyone was struck by this bone axe, they would die...