Zhao Xiaoer, an elite spearman who had high hopes for Zhang Yang, died after all, his entire spine was broken, his internal organs became mush, and he didn't even have a last word.

Zhang Yang took away the strengthened spear that he was still holding tightly in his hand, and he didn't clean up the battlefield, he withdrew in a hurry, this world is too cruel and dangerous, and he also overestimated the combat effectiveness of elite soldiers, and there is no good fruit to eat if you have a hard time with those monsters.

After walking five or six hundred meters, on a hill, Zhang Yang stopped, not that he didn't want to go, but there were too many dangers in this dense primeval forest, and he had to hurry up to train an elite archer, otherwise he wouldn't even have the strength to fight back when he encountered monsters.

The time to train elite archers is still five minutes, and the consumption of 15 energy points increases the chance of success in training to 100%, and Zhang Yang has exactly 40 energy left in his hand.

This time, he thought about it carefully, and tried to put the Fantasy Village Building Order on the ground, and the next second a message flashed in front of his eyes.

"Do you want to build a village here? It takes 108 hours to prepare and 500 energy points, and when you build a village, you can use all the functions of the village building order. ”

Pouting, Zhang Yang put away the village building order again, what are you kidding, 500 points of energy, Lao Tzu will not sell his soul.

It's better to find a way to live first, maybe he didn't succeed in building a village before he died, the so-called village building order is a joke, and this is not a game channel.

"Open up a first-class view. ”

"Recruit 5 longbowmen. ”

"Recruit 10 sword and shield soldiers. ”

"Recruit 10 pikemen. ”

"The remaining population of the village construction order is 352 people. ”

Things were arranged one by one, and Zhang Yang still had 10 points of energy left in his hand, which was reserved for activating the first-level protection the next time he encountered a monster.

In fact, Zhang Yang also calculated whether to open another feature of the Fantasy Village Building Order, the first level of concealment, but the area of ten square meters is too small, and the concealment effect is not absolute, if a monster suddenly passes by from a distance of ten meters, it will be discovered immediately.

Instead of this, it is better to open a first-level field of vision, so that you can detect the direction of danger in advance.

The five-minute wait was painful, but fortunately nothing happened, and the human longbowman successfully advanced to an elite archer, and the bow and arrow in his hand were successfully strengthened.

The properties are as follows:

Soldier: Tang Dashan

Class: Elite Archer

Power: E+

Agility: E+

Defense: E+

Soul Strength: E-

Archery Proficiency: 245

Skill: Chasing the wind and shooting three times in a row

"It's really a rough description, it seems that this world is really not a game, there is no rigorism and balance that the game world should have, why are the soldiers cultivated by the level 1 green wolf demon remnant soul and the level 2 black bear demon remnant soul are the same?"

Zhang Yang was still in the mood to complain, and then he set off with one of his elite archers, 14 longbowmen, 10 sword and shield soldiers, and 13 pikemen.

There is no way out of staying where you are, Zhang Yang actually knows very well that in this strange primeval forest, it is safe during the day, and the most terrifying and dangerous time should be considered night.

It was probably morning, so he had to find a way out of the forest, or he had to find a shelter or build one himself.

But no matter what, he should try to hunt more monsters, so as to get more energy and monster remnants, and let his soldiers continue to advance, which is the foundation of his survival.

The direction is uncertain, and even if there is, it is useless, so Zhang Yang has an idea, go to a higher mountain, and then condescendingly find a way out.

The forest is not flat, but consists of a large number of undulating hills, on which huge trees grow, like giant umbrellas, with distinct layers, separating the sky and the earth.

There were birds chirping in the treetops, and there were all kinds of strange insects whose names they couldn't name, and within a mile of travel, one of Zhang Yang's soldiers was killed.

He was bitten by a poisonous insect, and he only had time to scream, and then the whole person was poisonous, and he died directly.

There was no way, Zhang Yang had to consume 1 point of energy, recruit three hunters, and let them lead the way in front.

Not to mention, there is a specialization in the art industry, and with three hunters in front of the road, the travel speed is immediately much better.

Ten minutes later, after estimating the approximate distance, Zhang Yang opened the first-level vision again, and confirmed the dangerous targets around him, fortunately, at least it was safe in the direction they were heading.

There is another hill ahead, and the altitude is relatively high, so you should be able to see a long distance.

"Everybody picks up, let's climb up. ”

Zhang Yang gave the order, he was a little tired, and he desperately wanted to go up and rest.

It was probably at this time that he heard a very loud chirp, overhead, but he didn't look up, but he turned on the first-level protection directly, no way, even if he was a C+-level soul strength, he would have been a frightened bird now.

The next second he heard the sound of a fierce wind and the exclamations of a group of soldiers.

"Bang!"

The first-level defensive shield exploded violently, Zhang Yang didn't know what was going on at all, he only knew that another monster was coming to eat him, and it seemed to be even more terrifying than the black bear demon, and it directly exploded the first-level protective circle.

Then he was stunned by the force of the explosion.

Along with the stunned array of soldiers and the youkai that swooped down from the sky, it paused in the sky for about a fraction of a second.

Then it was knocked out of balance by three rapidly fired feather arrows, and after a few meters of rapid dropping, before it could sway up again, seven or eight spears frantically pierced it, poking seven or eight bloody holes in its wings, and finally had to fall into the mortal dust.

But it's not that simple.

A few seconds later, when Zhang Yang recovered from his star-stard state, he found that he had been thrown to the ground by a sword and shield soldier, blood and fragments of internal organs flying above his head, as well as angry screams and the sound of a hurricane.

When he looked up again, what he saw was a one-man tall red eagle spreading its wings, jumping and flapping, like a huge red spinning top, and every time the red wings flapped, a cyan air blade flew out quickly, easily cutting everyone in a straight line of ten meters into two.

What a monster this is!

More than half of the 39 soldiers that Zhang Yang had brought out before were now dead, including his elite archer Tang Dashan, who had high hopes again, and was killed at close range before he could shoot a triple shot.

"What did Lao Tzu do, did he touch his sister-in-law's head in his last life?"

An indescribable anger burned in his chest, Zhang Yang jumped up like a beast, he didn't care, grandma has a leg, the map of the fantasy world can be so willful, so bullying!

"Grass Nima, hack it to death!"

Grabbing the strengthened spear, Zhang Yang rushed towards the back of the big red eagle, but in the next second, the big red eagle fluttered, and he actually jumped around, staring at Zhang Yang with a pair of sharp and terrifying eyes, and he suddenly shuddered.

"Kill!"

Just then, a pikeman rushed madly from the other direction, and pierced the red eagle's back with a single shot.

"Karma!"

With a strange cry, the red eagle's left wing slashed back, and the red feather was like a blade, cutting directly through the pikeman's neck, and the head of the good man fell off.

A sword and shield soldier rushed over, the long knife in his hand had not yet fallen, and the right wing of the red eagle was slashed again, and the sword and shield soldier even cut it with a knife and shield, it was too sharp, and nothing could stop it.

"Click!" another sword and shield soldier jumped up frantically and slashed at the red eagle's wings, cutting it through a gap, but then the red eagle pecked directly at the head, and the brains and blood sprayed out like popcorn.

This is a completely asymmetrical war, and I can't imagine how terrible it would have been if the red eagle hadn't been stunned by the self-explosion of the first-level protective ring, had not been shot by the elite archer Tang Dashan, and had not been poked to the ground by a spear, but had been flying in the air.

"Kill!"

Zhang Yang rushed up again, his voice was distorted, he knew that he was going to die, but he still wanted to end it with a childish charge at the last moment, otherwise he would be sorry for his soul, whether it was funny or not!

Yes, until this moment he didn't have the slightest thought of selling his soul.

Die, die!

The three surviving longbowmen shot desperately in the distance, trying to provide some support, but their feathered arrows could not break through the defenses of the red eagle, and when the last two pikemen were also cut into several pieces, there was no barrier between Zhang Yang and the red eagle, and he could even see the eagerness and madness in the cold and sharp eyes of the other party.

Delicious food, isn't it?

"Whew"

The big red eagle fluttered, squirming into the air, its two claws grabbing towards Zhang Yang, it probably couldn't release that terrifying cyan wind blade, but it still had enough strength to kill a hundred Zhang Yang.

But at this moment, Zhang Yang suddenly turned on the first-level protection.

He still had the last bit of energy left.

"Bang!"

The protective shield did not burst open, after all, at this moment, the red eagle was already injured a lot, and its pounce was different from the previous force that quickly pounced down from a height of thousands of meters, so it was stopped by the protective shield.

Just this one sluggish, Zhang Yang was already crazy, grabbed the strengthened spear with both hands, and poked it at the chest of the red eagle!

The strengthened spear was so sharp that it came out without any delay, and the big red eagle screamed, flapped its wings wildly, and finally fell to the ground.

Zhang Yang also knelt on the ground at the same time, drenched in cold sweat, and he didn't know whether it was tears or sweat on his face.

A white light lit up from the Fantasy Village Establishment Order, enveloping the corpse of the big red eagle.

"Successfully strangled the level 5 Red Eagle Demon. ”

"Successfully captured a complete Red Eagle Spirit. ”

"Gain 150 energy. ”

"Obtain 500 Red Eagle Feathers with Wind Mana to craft weapons. ”

"Obtain the Red Eagle Heart, function unknown, available for sale. ”

"Obtain 50 units of Red Eagle Demon Blood (with a small amount of Demon Power, which can be used to craft sigils or depict war paints)"