A little story...

[EasyE]

4 max lvl rage spells maybe?

The pekka would still 1 hit kill the poor little guy... 😜

[Ninja352]

The pekka would still 1 hit kill the poor little guy... 😜

Hm. Impossible then hahaha. Maybe he meant Barb King?

[EasyE]

Hm. Impossible then hahaha. Maybe he meant Barb King?

No way he meant barb king. Haha

[vinnyXo]

your store sing straight, if you pull cc troops out, they go back in, 1 troop can't destroy a pekka….

[EasyE]

your store sing straight, if you pull cc troops out, they go back in, 1 troop can't destroy a pekka….

Thats what we are saying. Haha

[Brenn]

A little story:
Titled: How a barb killed a pekka
Once upon a time there was a barbarian named Barrb. This is his story:

I woke up in a strange place. I was inside of some building, full of vials of strange purple stuff. I sat up. I saw a sign on the wall: Welcome to the barracks. Please follow the map to your army camp.
Next to it hung a map. I quickly memorized the map, and made my way to the camp, my new home.

A couple hours later, the war trumpets sounded. It was time to go to battle! I grabbed my sword, and raced after the other troops. When we got to the war zone, I was ordered to go scout out the clan castle, to see if there were troops inside. I tried to be sneaky, but failed. The PEKKA inside saw me, and gave pursuit. I tried to lose it among the tall grass, but to no avail.

"HEELLP MEEEEE," I cried. No one responded. I reached the forest, the PEKKA still giving chase. Dashing around a corner, I pulled back a tree branch. As the PEKKA approached, not seeing me behind the tree, I let go. The branch hit it in the gut, knocking it over. The PeKKA's heavy armor kept it from getting up. I strode out, sword in hand. The PEKKA, still helpless, lay upon the forest floor. Not wasting the opportunity, I quickly slew it, and raced back to rejoin the battle.

[EasyE]

A little story:
Titled: How a barb killed a pekka
Once upon a time there was a barbarian named Barrb. This is his story:

I woke up in a strange place. I was inside of some building, full of vials of strange purple stuff. I sat up. I saw a sign on the wall: Welcome to the barracks. Please follow the map to your army camp.
Next to it hung a map. I quickly memorized the map, and made my way to the camp, my new home.

A couple hours later, the war trumpets sounded. It was time to go to battle! I grabbed my sword, and raced after the other troops. When we got to the war zone, I was ordered to go scout out the clan castle, to see if there were troops inside. I tried to be sneaky, but failed. The PEKKA inside saw me, and gave pursuit. I tried to lose it among the tall grass, but to no avail.

"HEELLP MEEEEE," I cried. No one responded. I reached the forest, the PEKKA still giving chase. Dashing around a corner, I pulled back a tree branch. As the PEKKA approached, not seeing me behind the tree, I let go. The branch hit it in the gut, knocking it over. The PeKKA's heavy armor kept it from getting up. I strode out, sword in hand. The PEKKA, still helpless, lay upon the forest floor. Not wasting the opportunity, I quickly slew it, and raced back to rejoin the battle.

^^^^^^^^
The best thing you will ever read.

[APulflrd]

I first made this thread, the story was just making a point, it was very funny looking through the posts, I am sure you all know where I was coming from though.

[ragerrodent]

4 max lvl rage spells maybe?

Rage spells don't stack, so it wouldn't matter how many there were