In the gray dream, Jiang Yiming paid attention to He Yuanlong at any time through the violent bear carving. Although if this chess piece fails, the loss will only be two million and two or three days of the force of nature, but it is naturally best to successfully defeat the baron's army.

Well, what is it? Wasteful, wasteful!

He suddenly felt that he had seen the bottom of the spiritual power pool, as if there was a water pipe directly injecting a large amount of spiritual power into it. The water that was about to dry up quickly rose and soon reached full state.

With this infusion of spiritual power, he found a great benefit: the pool of spiritual power continued to expand. This represents an increase in the upper limit, which is rapidly approaching the level of a level 7 druid.

Although the promotion of the druid is determined by two indicators: the upper limit of mental power and the power of nature. However, the power of nature is very easy to improve, as long as a large amount of natural aura is absorbed in reality, and the spiritual power is relatively difficult to improve.

There was too much spiritual power that came suddenly, and some of it could not be filled even overflowed from the body, scattered into the space around them, and disappeared into white bands of light.

Jiang Yiming saw these bands of light, and his heart was dripping blood, these are all the qualifications for promotion! It's such a loss in vain, it can't go on like this!

He quickly took action, condensing a large amount of spiritual power into crystals and consuming them, freeing up space to hold water. It wasn't until the flow of the spiritual power hose was getting smaller and smaller and was about to disappear that he began to look for the source.

Jiang Yiming barely made much effort, and soon discovered the origin of this spiritual power. It followed the connection between the Storm Bear Carving and the spiritual power, and merged directly into his body from the void.

From the Misty World?

After hearing the cheers around He Yuanlong, Jiang Yiming knew that he had just killed a knight Johnson over there.

Two things can't be left unrelated. One over there killed the knight. I have a lot of mental power here. Killed so many soldiers before. There is not a trace of mental power flowing into his body.

In order to test this hypothesis, he issued a new order, asking He Yuanlong to kill Baron Levincent as soon as possible to see if he could still gain a large amount of spiritual power. Trapped at level 6 druid for a long time, he was a little impatient to advance to level 7.

"King of the Forest, can you wait a few more days, almost a third of the people on my side are killed or wounded, I'm afraid I don't have the strength to complete the new mission." He Yuanlong's voice was turned into a mental fluctuation by the carving. It was transmitted to Jiang Yiming's mind in the dream realm.

Seeing that the promotion was in sight, Jiang Yiming couldn't tolerate the delay, and scolded the past: Give you at most a day to recruit refugees, and then you have to attack, there can be no friction!

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He Yuanlong put down the carving, he was in a bad mood, and his face was a little bad. Jaime and the other refugees wondered, but they didn't dare to take the initiative to ask.

"Jaime, do you know how many other refugees are wandering in the wilderness nearby? If we are going to attack Baron Levincent's castle the day after tomorrow, we must have plenty of men. ”

"Your Excellency. We attack the Baron's Castle? Jaime looked at the expressions of the people around him in disbelief, and he looked shocked to see them. Only then did I know that it was not my hallucination.

He Yuanlong thought that they were afraid and afraid, so he hurriedly comforted and encouraged: "Although it is an attack on the Baron's Castle, with the support of my spells, it is not impossible to succeed." ”

"No, no, sir. We are not scared but excited, as long as we take the castle, then we don't have to gamble our luck in the wilderness, and there is a good chance of surviving the beast tide crisis. ”

Jaime hurriedly explained that he didn't want to leave the mage with the image of being greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Yes, if we can live in the castle, our descendants will never have to wander again, which is a great thing." Other refugees also expressed their opinions, absolutely in favor of attacking the Baron's castle.

He Yuanlong somewhat understood, these people did not have the slightest objection, and even wanted to attack the Baron's Castle more than himself.

"As for the refugees in the neighborhood, as long as we preach this victory at Redstone Manor, they will come over on their own. When we attack the day after tomorrow, the total number of people will probably not be less than two hundred.

When the time comes, if you cast that spell rage again, you will definitely be able to capture the Baron's Castle, which has suffered a great loss of military power. After that, you will be the new baron, and we can hide from the beast tide in the castle. ”

Jaime is an experienced refugee who has survived a beast tide in the wilderness and knows a lot about the situation of refugees in the vicinity.

A day passed, and things were pretty much as James had predicted.

The refugees heard that a mage had defeated Baron Levincent's army, and that the refugees they had recruited had been granted the status of freemen, and the pupa came. The final number reached more than 300 people, which exceeded the previous expectation of 200 people.

He Yuanlong stood in front of more than 300 refugees, his eyes were full of human figures, a piece of Wuyangyang. In his previous twenty years of life, he had never led so many people to decide their life and death, and his heart was worried.

Don't be nervous, they're all indigenous, but I'm from the modern world! He gave himself a hint in his heart, relieving the tension a little.

He Yuanlong only said one sentence, and he couldn't think of words in his mind anymore, and said dryly: "Let's capture the Baron's Castle, and never be threatened by the beast tide again!" ”

"Attack, attack!" More than 300 people echoed in unison, and the collective strength was condensed, like a stream gathered by water droplets.

When marching towards the Baron's Castle, He Yuanlong silently observed these refugees.

Compared with the male soldiers, the refugees were short in stature, yellow and thin, and generally did not match the soldiers. But their faces were full of hope, they were not afraid of sacrifice at all, and they were very radiant on a spiritual level.

I am afraid that such a spiritual outlook is only available to the party members before the founding of the People's Republic of China! And with the passage of time, under the corrosion of countless sugar-coated shells, it did not last long.

He Yuanlong suddenly laughed, why did he think so much, as long as he could return to reality, these refugees would have nothing to do with him anymore.

Tens of kilometers of distance passed in a flash, and the tall and thick baronial castle had appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Wow, this is the Baron's Castle, it's as tall as a mountain! No wonder even the beast tide can't break through. "Many of the refugees saw such a ten-meter-high building for the first time, and their mouths were filled with amazement.

Over the centuries, the stone walls have undergone tremendous vicissitudes. The cracks in the walls were covered with moss, and the hard stone surface was full of traces of fierce battles, like a history book full of words.

Of course, He Yuanlong will not make a fuss, there are buildings seven or eight hundred meters high in modern society, but there is no such castle as a means of military defense. It has become a scenic spot for tourists. Modern fried. The invention of medicine has long ended the original mission of the castle.

"Oriental, why are you attacking my castle?" (To be continued.) )

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