When Fang Hao met An Jia for the first time.

It feels like she is a bad girl, cheating and gambling.

In the end, because he lost a bet with himself and was besieged by the undead, he was forced to sign a hero contract.

Now after hearing An Jia's story, I know the reason for her character.

It is not an easy task to walk all the way here from the orc city in the east.

The reason why I play poker is that I feel that this way makes money quickly.

I plan to buy a house of my own in a human city.

"Then how do you feel about life here?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

Without much consideration, An Jia responded: "It's not bad, it feels good to have my own house."

Anjia has always maintained a high degree of loyalty.

It can also be seen that they are relatively satisfied with their current life.

"From the day you came, we are a family, and you are no longer alone." Fang Hao raised his hand, rubbed An Jia's head, and pinched the furry animal ears instantly.

An Jia clapped his hands away.

But there is still a smile on his face.

Fang Hao could clearly feel that her body temperature was rising rapidly.

His eyes also began to become a little blurred.

"En~!"

After a numb reply.

The whole person fell down a little weakly, and got back into Fang Hao's arms again.

Although Fang Hao enjoyed the pleasure brought by An Jia, it was really late.

Holding her soft body in her arms, she planned to rest and sleep.

We will continue on our way tomorrow.

A little sleepy just now, An Jia suddenly said, "Why don't we go back, Yi'er, let's play together. Last time I saw you guys had fun from the pool, let's go together."

cough cough!

Fang Hao suddenly coughed twice.

This is still An Jia, who knows nothing and is not afraid of anything.

"Go tell Yi'er about it. If she agrees, of course I have nothing to say." Fang Hao shrugged, as if I had no objection.

"Okay, I'll go back!"

"Okay, go to sleep, we have to hurry tomorrow." Fang Hao continued.

"oh."

The tent became quiet again, and gradually fell asleep.

"Hey! Do you think those white monkeys in the cemetery crawled out of the tomb? Does the white skin have something to do with the Holy Light?"

"Sleep, don't mention the cemetery at night."

"Do you think Laurana will go crazy when she sees that letter, and will be sucked dry by that fat man?"

"Vampires **** blood, not fat, stop talking and go to sleep."

"..."

The next day, early in the morning.

All simply ate some food.

Then continue to start the return journey.

People hurried along the way, and finally at 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

Close to the area of ​​Lysis City.

Looking at the tall city wall from a long distance.

Eric, with a face full of mud, also had a smile and tears in his eyes.

"I came back alive. If I go out of the city again, I will be a pig. There is also the Dragonscale Mercenary Group. You just wait for me..."

Eric, standing on a rock, roared loudly.

Released, suppressed the anger in my heart these two days.

This time I was able to come back alive.

For Eric, it was a blessing in misfortune.

He has his own property, so he doesn't need to be a mercenary and risk his life.

Fighting with the regiment this time, I also plan to experience it when I have nothing to do.

After all, every rich young master has a dream of being a knight.

I have experienced it now, and I don't want to experience the same thing again in my life.

"Okay, stop howling, hurry up and enter the city, everyone is tired." A bandit boy gave him a blank look.

"Yes, let's go." Eric said hurriedly.

Everyone quickened their pace and walked towards the city.

Just walked to the city gate.

Then I saw an old man dressed as a housekeeper, standing at the door and watching from a distance.

When he saw the embarrassed Eric, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

With a kind of servant, he rushed over directly.

He said anxiously: "Master Eric, are you okay? It's really great that you can come back safely."

Before Eric could answer, the old butler turned back to the servant and said, "Go and inform the master, Master Eric has returned safely."

Seeing his servant, Eric also relaxed.

He casually threw the equipment into the hands of the servant, "Are you waiting for me here?"

The old butler nodded and replied: "Yesterday, people escaped one after another, saying that the team you joined was in danger, and that the second team of the Dragonscale Mercenary Corps deliberately issued a trap mission. Now the whole city knows about it, sir. Both my wife and I were scared to death, let us wait for you at the door, we just need to arrange someone to look for you outside."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Hao and the others also understood.

It seems that quite a few people have escaped back and told about the Dragonscale Mercenary Group.

That's good, save yourself the trouble.

"Oh, I'm fine, it's just that the guards at home didn't come back alive." Eric looked depressed.

"Okay, Master Eric, those mercenaries have their own destiny, as long as you can come back safely, it's a good thing, go back with me first, the master and madam were very anxious yesterday." The old housekeeper continued.

Eric also wanted to go home, so he said to Fang Hao: "Mr. Fang Hao, I'll go home to report that I'm safe, and I'll treat you to a drink when I'm free."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't forget to deliver the letter I wrote."

Fang Hao rolled his eyes.

This fat man didn't have a long memory either. He just came back alive and planned to test himself on the verge of death.

"En." Fang Hao agreed.

…

Watching Eric leave.

Fang Hao led everyone to the residence.

From the conversation between Eric and the housekeeper just now, I also learned that someone has fled back to the city.

And reported the matter of the Dragonscale Mercenary Group to the City Lord's Mansion.

According to the mercenary rules formulated by the mission hall, it won't be long before the dragon scale mercenary group will be interrogated.

Nearly a thousand mercenaries died outside.

Even the City Lord's Mansion will pay attention to this matter.

Let's see if the person who issued the task will be found out.

Returning to the residence, everyone also returned to the room to rest.

It wasn't until dinner that he left the room again.

At the dinner table, Fang Hao also met Laurana.

Still in neutral attire.

After dinner, Fang Hao thought about it, and decided to tell her about Eric.

"Laurana, do you still remember Eric?" Fang Hao said.

"Eric?" Laurana frowned and recalled, "I don't remember, where is he from?"

"It was the auction held in the City Lord's Mansion last time. He asked you to say a few words." Fang Hao reminded.

"Oh, what's wrong with him?" Laurana's tone was still flat.

"I happened to meet him when I was on a mission this time. It seems that he has a good impression of you. When he learned that you are modeling for my shop, he asked me to bring you a letter." Fang Hao said.

During this period of time, Laurana's mood improved a lot.

Sitting in the lobby now, although she seldom speaks, she is not as cold as before, as if the whole world owes her money.

Fang Hao explained the matter carefully.

I also don't want to lower the loyalty that I've worked so hard to increase because of Eric.

Laurana looked at Fang Hao curiously, "Where is the letter?"

Fang Hao took out the letter and pushed it directly in front of Laurana.

The latter tore apart casually and looked at it.

After reading it, with a flick of the hand, the letter was torn apart by the energy.

"The writing is too poor." Laurana stood up, stretched her waist, and walked out, "I went to the tavern, you tell that Mr. Eric, thank you for writing my poem, but I don't like men. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fang Hao to answer, he walked away.

Fang Hao looked at the back of Laurana leaving.

Wei Wei was a little dazed.

What's the situation, this script is wrong.

This is the end?

Laurana today, why..., why is she so easy to talk to.

What's so good about this?

Moreover, going to the tavern every night still made Fang Hao a little more suspicious.

It won't be in the city, but also cultivate blood clan forces.

Feeling a little worried, he went straight back to the room.

Then, the window of the room was opened, and a skeleton gray bird flew out.

The carriage sent Laurana to the door of the tavern.

After the carriage left, Laurana did not enter the tavern, but stood at the door for a while.

Go straight along the main road to the central area.

It was getting late, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

The occasional alcoholic and gang member, seeing Laurana in masculine attire, didn't react either.

The skeleton bullfinch followed far behind.

Keep watching, Laurana entered the castellan's mansion.

"My Cao! Mission Impossible."

…

The night was dark.

Bloody Mountains, Bighorn Ridge.

Boom boom boom!

There are giant white-bone rhinoceros with war drums on their backs.

The bone soldier sat on the back of the bull, waving the bone mallet in his hand, beating rhythmically.

Accompanying the drummer is a boundless army of undead.

The mountains and plains are all over the place, eerie.

It has been a week since the undead army attacked the Bloody Mountain Range.

During this week, nearly a hundred troll tribes, large and small, were all attacked by the army of undead.

The invisible army is like a tsunami.

Flood one by one troll villages and towns.

The heroic and militant troll, facing the undead army, only showed weakness and powerlessness.

And as the battle goes on, the number of undead army.

It has also expanded from the initial 3.5 million to more than 4 million.

Those trolls who died in battle will become members of the undead army and continue to fight for the lord.

Tread Tread!

The rear of the undead army.

A Gnoll scout ran on all fours.

Stopping in front of a white bone carriage, he reported loudly: "Master Black Thorn, there is news from the front that the army has arrived at Jujiao Ridge. The number of enemies is nearly 500,000, and they have defensive equipment."

The undead army never sleeps.

The speed of conquest even surpassed the efficiency of all creatures.

The frequency of this kind of battle does not give the troll a chance to breathe.

Enough to drag the rest of the trolls to death.

The car window opened a gap, and the voice of Blackthorn came out, "What about the defensive measures?"

"A temporary defensive wall built from logs and gravel, and a small number of horse-repelling stakes and iron locks were also made." Jackal replied.

"How high is the defensive wall?"

"About five meters, it was temporarily built and relatively loose."

"Call the rest of the commanders over, and the rest are ready for battle." Hei Jing said solemnly.

"Yes, my lord."

The scout retreated quickly and called several heroes over.

…

Troll makeshift camp.

The patriarch of the Yanshou tribe, behind the city wall of Baigat, looked at the dense army of undead in the distance.

The temporary defensive wall is only more than 5 meters.

When he stepped on a stone, he could see the scene outside.

Can this kind of wall stop the undead army?

What are you kidding.

The undead army stopped in the distance, and the low-pitched drumbeat also stopped.

This also gave the trolls a chance to breathe.

Tread Tread!

At this time, a troll subordinate quickly ran over.

"Commander Baigart!" The troll's men gasped.

When Baigat saw his subordinates, he was immediately overjoyed.

Can't wait to ask: "How about it, what do the orcs say? If they don't help us, the undead will attack them next."

The trolls have reached a point of no return.

Baigart thought of the Cold Wind Mountains that belonged to the same mountain range, so he arranged for people to contact the orcs.

At this time, the troll's men came back just in time.

The undead were the enemy of all living things, and he had every confidence that the orcs would agree to join forces with the trolls against the undead.

After all, the Bloody Mountain Range is gone, and the next one is the Cold Wind Mountain Range.

Right now, the undead have not yet launched an attack. If the orcs agree to unite, there is still a chance for the whole army to escape.

Join the orcs in the Coldwind Mountains.

The troll's men gasped heavily.

With a very ugly face, he said: "Patriarch, I can't make it through, I can't go to the Cold Wind Mountain Range..."

Hearing these words, the expressions of Baigat and the others also turned serious.

He scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about, you won't come back without going."

"Patriarch, on the way to the Cold Wind Mountain Range, a fortress was built, and the guards on it are all undead. I'm afraid the Cold Wind Mountain Range has been occupied by the undead." The subordinate said hurriedly.

Everyone's complexion began to change.

With the ability of the undead army, if the Cold Wind Mountain Range is attacked first, it will have enough ability to occupy it.

"Are you sure, if you dare to tell half a lie, I will kill you right now." Baigart stared at this person and continued to ask.

"Sure, patriarch, undead and orcs, can I still not recognize them!"

This time, all the trolls were ashamed.

The only way out is gone.

Their only fate is that they were fought by the undead to the last moment, then killed, and joined as a member of the undead.

"Patriarch Baigart, is there no other way?" a troll asked.

Everyone also looked at Bygard in unison.

Baigart looked at the undead outside, but did not answer directly.

Instead, he said, "Get ready to fight."

This has already represented everything, there is no better way to fight the undead to the end.

Boom!

Boom!

No time was given for discussion.

The muffled drumbeat sounded again.

All the trolls were startled, and looked outside, and the drummers sitting on the back of the giant ox beat the drums again.

A faint halo enveloped the surrounding undead.

Baigart's heart sank suddenly.

He shouted loudly: "Go back to your queue, check your equipment, and get ready to fight."

Everyone knew the outcome of the battle, but returned to their respective queues.

Combat orders were issued one by one.

…

The drums were beating loudly.

Circles of halos enveloped the surrounding undead army.

The attributes attached to the undead war drum are also attached to each undead unit.

Black Thorn came to the position of the Chinese army.

Glancing at the troll camp in the distance, he ordered softly, "Release giant bats and ostriches, and the whole army is ready."

"yes!"

The messenger passed on the news ~lightnovelpub.net~ The giant skeleton bat rushed into the sky, and under the cover of night, grabbed the detonator and flew over the troll camp.

At the same time, the shields in the front row opened left and right like door panels.

The iron cage under the shield opened.

The ostriches with detonators placed in their abdomens were released.

The ostrich shook its head quickly, and in the next second, it flapped its wings and rushed towards the troll's camp.

The ostrich beasts all over the ground ran quickly.

Small in size, but fast.

In a few breaths, he had rushed to the bottom of the camp.

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