Who is Roger? Angelina has never heard of this person. At first glance, he is still a bad old man who walks tremblingly. He seems to be inconspicuous in Meng Han's team. Angelina is most surprised.
What's surprising is that the bad old man actually walked forward tremblingly at this moment, facing a large number of orcs who were red-eyed at the sight of high-quality weapons and food.
"Tony, what are you doing?" Angelina grabbed Meng Han's hand, pointed at Roger and asked, "Also, who is he?" Roger is secretive, but that doesn't mean
Angelina didn't know the existence of this person, she just didn't know his specific identity.
"What are you doing?" Meng Han gave Angelina a strange look and asked in surprise: "Isn't it difficult for the orcs you said to convince them? And you also said that the orcs are all straight-headed. I will use the best method now.
The simple way is to defeat them!"
"As for who you think Roger is, haha." Meng Han smiled, pointed at Roger's clothes and said, "Look, he is just a subordinate in my Golden City."
"You!" Angelina didn't know Roger's details and was very anxious after hearing this: "There are ten warriors in this orc tribe who have reached the sword master level. If you let an old man fight against him, aren't you afraid of getting hurt? Alas,
You have already spoken, let Joey or Julie stand up for a while!"
"Injured?" Meng Han was startled and looked like he suddenly understood. Angelina looked angry and funny. Just when he thought her persuasion had an effect, Meng Han shouted to the front: "Roger, be careful.
Get them injured, and they will all be my subordinates from now on!"
After hearing this, Angelina couldn't help but be stunned. She no longer wanted to know what Meng Han was thinking. She only knew that she still didn't seem to see through how many trump cards Meng Han had. Now that Meng Han had said this,
It is obvious that this Roger is definitely a master, and he is a more powerful master than Joey and Julie.
Angelina no longer wanted to know how many masters Meng Han had around him. After she vaguely guessed Meng Han's magical realm at this moment, there was no difference in the outcome whether there were masters around Meng Han. It was just Meng Han's identity.
and status, so that he doesn't have to take action for some minor troubles anytime and anywhere. Now that Meng Han has put on such a posture, it seems that Angelina's plan to see Meng Han's jokes has definitely failed.
The chiefs and elders of the orc tribe did not expect that the new master would show off a lot of weapons and food. This was a fatal temptation for the orcs who were short of resources. In addition, after hearing what Meng Han said
The words were almost provocative, and even the steady chiefs and elders couldn't help but blush.
However, he was still the manager of a large tribe after all. After staring at the food and weapons for a long time, the chief turned around and grabbed a few elders with the same red eyes, and turned back to discuss in a low voice.
Meng Han's meaning is very simple, either become his subordinate and get these weapons and food, or defeat the old man he sent. If he wins, there is no need to say anything about the subordinate master. That is honor, but if he loses
If not, it would be a shame for the orc tribe. With so many warriors, they could not defeat an old human man, and those young warriors could even be killed by a head-on collision.
After a brief discussion, a young orc warrior who didn't look very strong was sent out. Facing Roger, who seemed to fall if the wind blew, even the stubborn orcs were not willing to go too far.
Bullying.
The young orc warrior walked to the opposite side of Roger, looked at Roger's frail body, and looked back hesitantly. When the chief saw him looking over, he seemed a little intolerant, and nodded heavily at him.
Signaling him to take action. The young warrior still hesitated for a moment, then threw the heavy-looking sledgehammer behind him, showed off his strong muscles and bowl-sized fists, and shouted kindly at Roger: "
Old man, be careful!" After saying that, he waved his fist and rushed forward.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the footsteps of the young orc warrior. However, just as he quickly rushed to two steps in front of Roger, his whole body rose into the air and danced in the air unable to control his body shape.
A long scream fell far away into the crowd of orcs over there.
Countless arms in the crowd stretched out to catch the young orc warrior who fell from the air. Everyone's eyes followed the figure of the young orc warrior until he landed safely, and then everyone focused their attention on the old orc warrior.
On Roger.
Old Roger still stood there with a harmless look, as if he had just done an insignificant thing. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was about to fall asleep. But now, no one dares to be naive anymore.
Look at this shriveled old man, no matter who he is, he who can throw an orc warrior dozens of meters away is definitely a master.
The faces of the chief and several orc elders all changed colors. They hurriedly gathered together and were about to discuss, but suddenly heard Old Roger's voice: "How long will it take for us to come one by one? Let's do it together.
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As soon as these words came out, the entire orc tribe immediately made a noise. However, the guards who came with Meng Han all opened their eyes wide and stared at old Roger in surprise, waiting to see what his move would be.
Sword God Andy often gave them guidance on their practice, but old Roger was always taking care of Amanda and rarely showed his strength. There were not many opportunities like this.
Just when the orc warriors were shouting in shock and anger, Old Roger lifted up a thick and long wooden pole from the ground and took it in his hand. I don't know what the orcs were surrounding this pole.
When Old Roger took it in his hand, he turned into a burst of light and rushed into the crowd of warriors on the opposite side without seeing what gesture he made.
Immediately afterwards, a continuous crackling sound began to be heard from the crowd, which was also mixed with various screams and the sound of weapons clashing, continuously.
The guards' eyes never left Old Roger. They saw him wielding a wooden pole that was longer than his height. He hit anyone he saw without mercy. Every target he attacked was just one click away.
, he would fall to the ground without any surprise, and there would be no possibility of getting up again. The wooden pole was like having eyes, darting left and right in the crowd, hitting a certain part of the body of an orc warrior each time, but it always failed.
It is to knock down the warrior without causing him to bleed, as if no power is wasted.
It is not that the orc warriors have never thought about counterattack, but the crowd is too dense and people around them will be injured if they are not careful. As a result, they can only face Old Roger with a limited number of people. And Old Roger's movements are so fast.
, like a ghost, and the wooden pole in his hand is like a butterfly piercing flowers. Even the Guards soldiers can only see a blur when they look over, let alone those crowded orc warriors.
This kind of attack was simply a demonstration for the Guards soldiers on how to face a large group of enemies. Everyone watched with fascination. Including Joey and Julie, they all watched intently, especially Joey.
, this was just like using her sword skills, except that the weapon was replaced by a thick and long wooden pole. But the more it was like this, the more powerful Old Roger became, which made Joey admire him endlessly.
While everyone was dazzled, Old Roger shouted loudly and changed his fighting style. This time, Old Roger seemed to be a different person, opening and closing the bar in his hand, sweeping away everything,
Start using pure power to defeat the orc warriors.
As soon as it was swept over, a lot of people fell down, and that's not all. Half of the warriors swept away would fly into the air, and then hit the people around them heavily. With weapons in their hands, these orc warriors had to be afraid of the weapons in their hands.
The weapon hurt his compatriots, and he had to defend himself against Old Roger's attack. He was in such a hurry that no decent attack could be organized for such a long time.
Buzzing, buzzing, among the screams and shouts of the orc warriors and the sounds of waving weapons, the wind sound caused by the swing of the big wooden pole in old Roger's hand has always maintained a fixed pitch and frequency, not at all due to the sweep.
People are slightly weakened.
In just a short while, the chiefs and elders of the orc tribe were shocked to find that hundreds of their warriors had fallen. But old Roger had not been attacked, nor did he appear to be exhausted.
How is this possible? Even if they take out the strongest warriors in the tribe and fight hundreds of warriors, they will still have to work hard. And look at the people who were defeated by old Roger, what kind of helplessness did they really suffer?
There were no injuries that could be controlled at all. They were all knocked down and unable to get up for a while. But after a period of time, the warrior who was knocked down at first began to slowly stand up. Obviously, old Roger has shown mercy. Such people,
Can it really be defeated?
Whoosh whoosh, the sound of old Roger swinging the pole suddenly became louder. As soon as the orc warriors around him were swept away, they immediately flew into the air, and a clear space was cleared around him in an instant.
With a bang, Old Roger slammed one end of the wooden pole to the ground, held the pole with one hand, and glanced coldly at the orc warriors. He didn't say anything, but narrowed his eyes into a straight line.
Standing still, not moving.
"If no master shows up, I think you can admit that I am your master, and then you can legitimately enjoy the weapons and food I bring." Meng Han shouted again from a distance to the entire orc tribe: "Don't accept it.