In the afternoon, the white clouds wandered away, and the breeze was still there.

Qiang rode his foal and walked leisurely through the forest path, leaving the sparse woods.

Suddenly, the sun was shining, suddenly bright, and the field of vision was also opened to the distant other side, and the picturesque scenery of the rivers and mountains suddenly appeared in front of me.

Everyone couldn't help but pay attention, exhaling a breath of air, which was exceptionally refreshing.

Xiaoqiang was also stunned, inexplicably there was such a thing, with the poetry of a group of beauties wandering the world, a little drunk, intoxicated.

A voice in my heart is telling the feeling of being a hero, cool!

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When I looked at it, there was a meadow under my feet, and a big road under my feet was winding and winding, going straight into the distance.

On the left side of the road, there are some occasional patches of grass and trees, facing the edge of the continent and the other side of the sea.

A beautiful view of the blue sea and blue sky.

On the right side of the road, the great rivers and mountains cannot be exhausted.

It's just that not far away, the four paddle blades are spinning, a little bit of animation, bringing a bit of vitality to this freeze-frame beautiful picture.

Windmill.

Under the windmill, the farms look around each other, a mountain and a half water, a good pastoral scenery.

The vaguely working figure is a little lively, and it is more and more moving.

Windmill Farm.

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Interestingly, the farm was fenced and barricaded, and a dozen well-armed militiamen roamed the perimeter of the farm, patrolling and guarding several exits.

According to the map, there are a large number of entrenched units, so it seems that there are only more than 100 people who are busy farming in the fields, and the smallest unit is exaggerated.

There is a breath of life on the face, and there is a bit of a military fortress tone.

Sure enough, it is said to be a windmill farm, and it is also a village, but also a stronghold.

Without much thought, Xiaoqiang rode a foal and galloped away with a swagger.

A Templar heroic posture, pretending to be righteous and awe-inspiring, suddenly came to mind.

It's clearly pretending to be forced, and his expression is still very flat!

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"Who's coming?"

At this time, a voice was inexplicable, and when I looked up, the leader was really a bearded man, and the NPC was so individual.

"Bearded, I am the Lord of the Templar Griffons, a Terran hero! I don't want to talk nonsense, as fellow Templars, you are obliged to join the army, and it just so happens that the company is recruiting coolies, right? ”

Xiaoqiang beeped, full of confidence, simple and clear, but the other party was stunned for a while, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Wowhaha, where did you come from, you are not ashamed to speak, you are still a hero with your weak appearance, while playing."

However, the other party didn't have a straight eye, and said unreasonably, completely ignoring it.

"I'm rubbing, Hanamaki, how can I say that I'm also a Templar hero, and I'm also a militia king hero, dealing with a few militiamen, it's actually this attitude, it's not scientific, my role positioning has collapsed. Wait, am I so handsome that they are jealous of me? ”

"Heh, its appearance is not good, please respect yourself, dear. No, dear, these puppets are all tendons, don't be serious. ”

Hanamaki comforted, but Xiaoqiang bowed his head leisurely.

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"Then who, don't talk nonsense, you just say how to surrender, right?"

"Boy, nonsense, in this world, the weak eat the strong, no matter what kind of hero you are, you have to speak with strength!"

"That's right, just you birdmen, if you want us to descend on you, don't dream."

As soon as the voice was cold, Xiaoqiang was inexplicably big.

No, that's how I attacked the witch cottage in the first place, and what was the result, the fish died and the net was broken!

I had to bite the bullet.

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"Who said that I have a few people, fourth, go up and show your face!"

With an order, the fourth man pounced on him, and in a blink of an eye, he split into 40 guards, and the other party was only a dozen militiamen, which couldn't scare them to death!

However, the bearded man of the other party showed a disapproving expression and gave a gesture of dry fighting!

"Folks, come on, someone is smashing the field!"

Left and right beside the bearded man, shouting and shouting for a while.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred peasants all pounced, swearing and swearing.

It's a picture of villagers holding arms.

That's embarrassing.

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"Stinky boy, I know that you steal chickens, these birdmen want to smash our field, I don't think you want to live!"

Sure enough, I entered that dead loop again, and now I can't run away if I want to.

Xiaoqiang couldn't bear to be overly hairy.

"Ma De, if you don't force me to make a move, the third child of the steamed bun flower roll, give it to me!"

As soon as the words were cold, Xiaoqiang snapped his fingers, thinking that it was a battle order.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, the mountains and seas were overwhelmed, and the earth shook the mountains.

A hundred angels fly overhead, a hundred witches run in front of you, and a thousand pet concubines play with fireballs.

As far as the eye can see, the sky and the sun are covered with wild grass and trees, and they are set up into a sea.

Anyone should be afraid.

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"Hero, we surrender!"

At this moment, the bearded man cried, and with more than a hundred villagers behind him, he knelt down in unison, so skillful and a little elegant, Xiaoqiang looked inexplicably familiar.

I'm rubbing, better than me, how long has this been rehearsing behind the scenes?

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At this moment, Xiaoqiang also understands that the game setting is the setting, and the world reality is reality, even if the two are not unified, the final result can be synchronized.

As a Templar hero and a militia king, recruiting neutral peasants and militia can be fully incorporated into the army with various bonuses.

That's right.

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The next thing is a matter of course.

The peasants were busy packing up their belongings and preparing to leave, while the beauties around them were busy scavenging the people's fat and ointment, and they were in harmony.

With nothing to do, Xiaoqiang found a shade and sat down, opened the magic book, and chewed on the detailed information about the militia.

Light and Darkness, the six races, all primary units, and the first class, all have a logistical support skill, hunter-gatherer, etc., to provide supplies.

In this way, these first-class troops have become an indispensable member of the troops of the living arms, and the number must not be too small, otherwise the supply of rations will be insufficient, and the external supply looting will have to be carried out.

I'm rubbing.,The original game was obviously a dispensable militia.,Now it's become a parent of food and clothing.,It's just!

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Seeing this, I probably have a preliminary understanding of the logistics system, and I am prepared in advance, so I don't bother to investigate the details.

It's just that, by the way, a glance at the last description, exclusive stunts.

Suddenly, it was a shock at all!

Unexpectedly, the militia actually had a rather tough combat skill, attacking high-level troops, causing great hatred and taunting the target.

That's impossible!

In real combat, you can hold the hatred when the other party is mentally retarded, how is this possible?

At this moment, Xiaoqiang couldn't help but think, and suddenly understood.

It is possible, and there is only one possibility.

"I wiped it, I said that smell, sure enough, the dung fork is never washed!"