The Red Age of Sword and Magic

Chapter 190 Heroes Save America
The old lizard man became happier as he sang, his tail tapped on the shaft of the car.

"Uncle Lizard Man, you sing very well."

"Well, it's grand and far-reaching. From it, you can hear the love for nature, the desire for a better life, and the vigorous vitality of the mighty river. It's so contagious."

"Huh? This time Osman seems to have learned from Brother Bai."

Osman closed his eyes and was intoxicated, "I graduated from Trinity College, Cambridge, okay? I still majored in liberal arts, and Byron is my senior brother.

Henry, who holds the scalpel, just learned a few ancient poems from Daxia and just showed off all day long. How can I be a major? "

"Slightly slightly, bragging does not pay taxes, anyway, I don't know how to bully me."

Osman fell into memories, "The four years in Cambridge were really happy.

The only unpleasant thing is that on the day of enrollment, we freshmen were asked to run around the giant court while the bell was ringing.

Only twelve knocks in total, okay?That lap was more than 300 meters, and I was the only one who didn't run down, so I was laughed at. "

"Now that you're fat, you can't run anymore."

"Why am I running so fast as a mage? Anyway, Boss Randy is in front of everything.

But after my talent showed, didn't I become the most popular prince in Trinity College? "

"What talent do you have? Why don't you spend money?"

"I've got a lot of talent.

For example, driving a luxury car with one hand and reciting Bacon's works, driving a private yacht to recite Byron's poems, and writing a beautiful love poem on the back of a checkbook.

The May Ball was the climax of my life, and four of my partners became my girlfriends at the same time. "

"That last one sounds like your own thing. You're a good dancer?"

"In order to apologize for stepping on my partner's foot, I gave each of them a diamond ring worth [-] gold coins."

"I suspect that you didn't pass the exam either."

"My late father donated a library to Cambridge."

Sanmao: ...

Randy: ...

The old lizard man driving the car: ...

The flower who opened a hole next to Randy's pet badge to eavesdrop: ...

"After all, I studied at Cambridge for four years, and learning is real.

For example, this song is full of tropical nature.

I judged that this must be a purely local lizardman who lived on the banks of the Solo River for many years before he could create it.

This is true art that comes from life, and a playboy like Henry would definitely not understand it. "

"It's up to you to judge? Everyone knows it was sung by the lizardman uncle."

"Hehe, the tune of this song is a minor tune handed down by us lizard people since ancient times, but the lyrics were written by a great sage of the Tang Dynasty."

Ottoman: ...

"The great sage lives next to the holy cave of Lion's Head Mountain not far ahead, do you want to visit?"

Randy hesitated for a while, should he first investigate on the spot or ask the great sage first?
"Look over there, there seems to be trouble again."

Looking along Sanmao's hand, a thick smoke rose in the distance to the northeast.

Randy didn't hesitate any longer, called out Xiaomei, rose into the sky, and went straight to the thick smoke.

Sanmao jumped out of the carriage, followed in a hurry, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Osman moved his legs, "Forget it, old man, I'd better take your car and run slower by myself."

When Sanmao ran to the smoking place, he found that Randy had arrived earlier and was observing the corpses of several Tang people who had fallen on the ground.

This is not a village, but a small cigarette factory. The factory building is full of smoke, and the fire is beyond rescue.Even if it rains on Xiaomei, she can only get some ruins.

There were some cigarettes and tobacco leaves scattered on the ground. It was obvious that the place had been robbed. The dead on the ground were all dressed up as workers in the tobacco factory. They were all wounded by sticks, and two of them were wounded by knives.

"No, it's impossible for the tobacco factory to have just such a few people."

Sanmao leaned down and listened with his ears on the ground. This is the earth-auditing skill of junior thieves, which can judge the number of cavalry and so on.

Although the Lizardmen had no cavalry, Sanmao still pointed to the east, "There are sounds of fighting not far from there."

Sanmao ran over with a whoosh.He was originally talented in light work, but after being promoted to a junior thief, his ability greatly increased.He hasn't made much action yet, but this time, his performance is a bit like Xiao Guizi's back then.

Randy followed behind with an epee, and his footsteps were heavy, indicating that in terms of lightness skills, compared with Sanmao, he was far behind.

In front is a small hill and a temple at the foot of the hill.

The glazed tiles with flying eaves and bucket arches are in the style of Daxia. At first glance, they were built by the people of Tang Dynasty. There is a horizontal plaque on the gate of the temple, which reads "Sanbao Gong Temple".

There is a large well in the south of the temple, and a stone tablet is erected beside the well, "Three Treasures Well."

I didn't see anyone, but I heard a few lizard people behind the temple speak strange Chinese, "The noble Netherlanders have today?"

"We caught it today, hehehe."

"Listen to the Netherlandish chick inside, come out and surrender to the lizardman uncle, and the uncle will pamper you well."

Isn't it that the lizard people who are making trouble are robbing the cigarette factory of the Tang people?What's the matter with the Dutch here?

There should be a vicious lizardman mob in front. Sanmao didn't know the opponent's level of force, so he didn't dare to rush over by himself, so he slowed down and turned to the back of the temple with Randy.
A luxurious small four-wheeled carriage was parked behind the temple. Beside the carriage, two Dutchmen fell in a pool of blood.

They looked like they were all young, in their teens, dressed in servant's attire, and the material seemed to be quite smooth and high-end, probably from the Netherlands.

More than a dozen big-tailed lizardmen were holding sticks and scimitars, and were surrounding a cave.

The entrance of the cave is very small, only one meter in radius. A lizard man is holding a scimitar, bent down to drill into the cave, only his long tail is exposed.

Seeing the lizardman get in, he suddenly let out a scream, and ran out rolling and crawling, clutching his arms, "Good guy, the chick is so fast, she can even bite."

Let go of your hand, there are two teeth marks on your arm, bleeding out.

Another lizard man cursed, "I can't cure you little girl, throw stones!"

A dozen stones were thrown into the hole, only to hear an immature scream inside, and then the sound fell silent.

The lizardmen cheered together, "Knocked out, knocked out, everyone."

A short lizard man was worried, "It was hard to block a noble girl from the Netherlands. I don't usually have this opportunity. Don't beat her to death, right? That would be a pity."

Another tall lizard man was about to squeeze into the hole, "Whatever it is, even if I die, I want to... ah—"

With a scream, he fell to the ground with a crossbow bolt stuck in the back of his neck.

San Mao had already made a move, and the crossbow arrows were fired in succession. The mob was shot in the neck, and five or six fell down in an instant.

San Mao shot at the man with a machete in his hand, and the four remaining thugs charged at San Mao with sticks in their hands.

The small artifact, the kitchen knife, appeared in Sanmao's hand, his figure was erratic, and he circled around the four thugs.

The four guys covered their necks with their hands and fell to the ground. After a while, blood spurted out from the wound.

This group of thugs was unexpectedly very good. Although they looked fierce, there were no practitioners among them.

Randy didn't even make a move, and Sanmao solved it by himself.

The person who was hit by the stone inside did not move, and did not know what happened.

Randy bent down, and found that it was a bit difficult for his big man to get into this small hole, and Sanmao had already got in first with a puff of green smoke.

The place in the cave is not big, with a radius of ten meters, but it is unexpectedly not dark.

There are several stone statues carved in the concave part of the cave wall, some tributes are placed in front of the statues, and there are a few butter lamps emitting a faint light.

A little girl was lying on her back on the ground, surrounded by several irregular stones, apparently knocked down, her skirt was disheveled, and her long snow-white legs were exposed.

Sanmao rushed over and saw that the little girl seemed to be in a coma.

It was very hot outside, and the little girl didn't wear much, and when she reached the cave, she was huddled together in the cold.

Sanmao picked up the little girl and prepared to take it outside for rescue.

The little girl had been stuck in the cave for a long time, she was so cold that she suddenly felt heat in her drowsiness, she groaned, and hugged Sanmao's neck.

(End of this chapter)