Two years was a short period of time, so short that those who had been war-torn had just felt that their lives had improved, and then the war had started again.

Two years was a long time, and King Arthur, who had already maintained a mysterious and distant relationship, became more and more distant from the nobles and knights.

Some people say that King Arthur was like this, he is like a snow lotus blooming on the top of a snow-capped mountain, lonely, holy, and unapproachable. There are also people who blame all this on the man who has been missing for two years, the former Shadow of the Throne, the King's Dragon, and Zheng Ming.

With the completion of the loss of combat strength and the replenishment of food, the domestic situation has basically stabilized. the two remaining behemoths on the continent; Friction between the kingdoms of Adler and the Celtic kingdoms intensified. In the end, after the official declaration of war by the Adler Kingdom, it really entered the final war.

Adler grew in power after annexing a part of the Kingdom of Dorne, the Island Alliance of the Far East, the Alliance of Lane, and the other small states in between.

And the Celtic Kingdom, which has the Frost Lan Kingdom, the Ronan Kingdom, and most of the Dorne Kingdoms in the far west, is not to be outdone. Under the personal leadership of King Arthur, it was divided into several battlefields and launched a protracted war with the Adler Kingdom.

If the kingdom of Edmund, which lacks dragon knights and cutting-edge combat power, relies on battle formations and soldiers, the advantages of the Celtic kingdom are reflected in the increasing number of players and high-end combat power such as the red dragon Ralton and Arthur.

Since entering this world, Zheng Ming has felt the changes that players have brought to Celtic from all aspects. I have to admit that there are always some liver emperors, even if they play the same game, they will make people feel very different.

If I had to make a metaphor, it would be like a game called "Minecraft". Whenever you see the world created by those Liver Emperors, you will sigh "We are not playing a game".

And this is especially true of a more realistic, more realistic world. If it weren't for the short period of time players stayed, and the number of players arriving in the game had skyrocketed until recently, there is reason to suspect that a war of aircraft and artillery bombardment of the Cold Weapon Knight would be possible.

Despite the short period of time and the fact that the Celtic kingdom was weak in all aspects, these players still managed to achieve something.

Not to mention the increasingly sophisticated equipment of the Celtic Legion, the gunpowder tactics alone, which are almost comparable to large-scale fire-based magic, have made the Adlerian Legion eat all the bones.

The war between the two sides can be described as extremely unequal. Not to mention the gunpowder projection tactics that can kill soldiers in a wide area, the endless number of players on the Celtic side alone has also pushed Adler's legion into a corner.

The longer the war dragged on, the more difficult it was for Adler, who could not be replenished, to resist the Celtic offensive. In the end, Adler's army, which was defeated one after another, lost the grassland where the territory of Dorne was located, the mountains where the territory of Lane was located, and finally was cut off from the sea and land of the port, and retreated into its own territory.

The success of the battle is due to the increasing number of players and their active participation. All this was something that no one expected, even Zheng Ming.

At this time, he was transforming into the form of the Demon Clan's White Snake and blended into the reserve camp of the Adler Kingdom's Beast Legion.

He spent months secretly monitoring the noble families and territories after disappearing, and after inspecting the place, he still failed to find any signs of rebellion. So immediately afterward, he turned into the form of the demon race white snake and rushed to the Dorne realm occupied by the Adler Kingdom.

Showing his harmlessness and spirituality, and after a lot of effort, he was found to be brought by the Adlerians to the troops of the Adler Kingdom to train the beasts of war.

Now, when he finally endured the humiliation and was about to train for a while before he could enter the battlefield with the most powerful beast, and even get close to Adam, the news of the Celtic Succession reached his ears.

At this time, Zheng Ming, who had just gotten the news from the soldiers' chatter, was hunched on his body and sulked in the beast cage.

"Damn, Lao Tzu's hardships in the past two years have been in vain. In other words, are players produced on an assembly line? Then you came sooner, huh? ”

Just as he was complaining in his heart, the officer in charge of training him approached and opened the cage with a big grin.

"Mousse, come, eat."

Mousse is the name given to Zheng Ming by this middle-aged fat man with rough skin and sweat all over his body. It seems that because Zheng Ming has been almost licking dog-like cooperation, he is not afraid of Zheng Ming at all.

"Tsk."

Glancing at the colorful barbecue, Zheng Ming turned his head disdainfully. If it was before, he would definitely cooperate with the other party patiently, but at this time, he was full of irritability and was too lazy to take care of the other party.

"Mousse, what's wrong with you? Is it sick? ”

Seeing that the fat hand covered with sweat and greasy was about to wipe himself, Zheng Ming slapped the other party's palm away with a disgusted flick.

"Mousse ......"

The obese middle-aged man was slightly stunned by Zheng Ming's sudden temper play.

"What's wrong with you? You used to be very well-behaved. ”

He was a little panicked in his heart, he was originally just a hunter in the mountains, and the reason why he was able to enter the Imperial Beast Legion, be respected, and his status was rising steadily, all thanks to the ancestors in front of him. When he found out that the White Snake, who was originally only docile to himself, showed a rebellious side, it was fear that struck faster than anger.

He was afraid of the powerful strength of the beast in front of him, afraid that the other party would abandon him and change to a master, and even more afraid that his status would plummet and return to the previous time.

"Mousse, what's wrong with you? Are you not satisfied with the food? Still don't like sleeping here? ”

…………

What he got from the chattering inquiries was Zheng Ming's impatient eyes, seeing that the white snake tail turned into a white phantom, clinging to himself and pumping the food plate away, he was so shocked that his hairs rose and cold sweat broke out.

Not daring to say anything more, he turned and fled in a gray manner, his eyes gradually changing from fear to ruthlessness.

"I was still trying my best to prevent you from going to the battlefield to die, but I didn't expect you to feel so much to me. In that case, then it's no wonder to me, even if you die in battle, it's not bad to change to military merit. ”

Zheng Ming didn't know that what had been hindering him from going to the battlefield was his attitude of tolerating and cooperating everywhere, which gave the obese middle-aged man the illusion that he could always rely on himself to sell at a price.

At this time, he finally drove away the noisy fat middle-aged man of the prisoner, and then he closed his eyes and lay down in satisfaction.

The bright moonlight swayed, illuminating the surroundings of the same name, but the light around his cage was dim. If you look closely, you can find that after a trace of moonlight hits him, part of it is absorbed by his body, and part of it is inhaled from his slightly open mouth.

Along the mouth of the she, you can see that near his seven inches, a mixed silver-white spherical demon pill is emitting a faint light of light and darkness, as if he is breathing.