Players are best fooled because they are too realistic. Just now I was still envious, jealous and hateful, and when I found that envy, jealousy and hatred were useless, my mentality would change, and at this time I threw a little bait.

Naturally, you can't change the attitude of the players, but you can transfer, and it can easily split them internally.

NPCs basically found that this trick worked very well for players, and Li Yao naturally found out as well.

He's going to take the players to fight against Dysom, and although the players' armies are not trump cards, they are also quite elite.

If they are made to be jealous of themselves all the time, it will be very detrimental to Jesselai's battle.

After all, they will think, we are working so hard that we can't even get a thousandth of this guy's harvest, which is very negative and will affect their motivation.

At this time, it is necessary to divide and not suppress the other part, but to co-opt one part so that the two sides can form a sharp contrast.

Although it doesn't work for people who are too stubborn, it is useful for players, and he also enjoyed this kind of treatment back then, working desperately for others around a little bit of what he needs.

The Kuyang Legion is an ace army, naturally based on military orders, and in order to play a leading and exemplary role, Li Yao deliberately marched on land, and he was very united internally.

But the players are different, a group of people are enjoying and entertaining at the top, and there is a chance to get prizes, and a group of people are tired and tired of rushing below, especially those toys that have not yet been mounted, which is simply painful.

The Tower of Windranger is not far from Dysom, and it has already been cleaned up, so you can get to Dysom all the way without stopping.

Soon, a dark green majestic fortress appeared in everyone's sight.

From a distance, it's clearly a huge valley.

The outermost layer also reveals a faint magical enchantment, which is the boundary that appears when the enchantment is activated.

Dysom carved out a huge valley and built a majestic military fortress. Out of the enchantment's area of effect.

Obviously, the leader here is deeply aware of the horror of the barrier, and also knows that as long as the sun well exists, it is impossible for him to completely destroy the barrier, so he spent effort to build such a huge fortress.

The fortress of Dessom has only one wall, a city gate, which directly intercepts the way of the army, and the undead in the fortress are already waiting for the rest of the world.

On the Dry Sun, you can clearly see that the fortress is densely packed with an unknown number of undead, and the sturdy dark green stone buildings full of natural disasters are closely arranged one by one, staining the entire fortress.

"Damn, how many undead are in this fortress, it must be tens of millions."

"Nima, the scalp is numb when I look at it, and the human head is squeezing the human head, so the undead can do this."

"Even if most of them are cannon fodder, it's amazing enough, the Withered Sun Legion plus the undead under the Lich Shuai is only three million, and the player's legion is far worse than others."

"Although I don't know the specific number, I feel that the difference in military strength is more than ten times, and this time it is mysterious."

"Meow, I'm starting to wonder if I made the right decision to join this mission."

"If it's not correct, you have to continue, the prestige is so respectful, just count on buying a mount after reverence and worship, and there are other special props that are not bad, it's too wasteful to give up now."

The Dry Sun can see the overall situation, and the players below can only see that there are still countless undead outside the city wall, and the lowest undead are also elite-level, and the number is densely unclear, they naturally don't know that there are a large number of terrifying undead in the fortress, and now these armies are military merits in their eyes.

The mages of the Withered Sun Legion quickly established a three-dimensional model of magical warfare, so that Li Yao and the other high-ranking people could clearly understand the situation of the war and the fortress.

The Dry Sun Legion also exited the barrier as it marched slowly, and the two sides faced each other in a huge canyon.

"It seems that Darkan has implemented the tactic of shrinking, and actually summoned so many undead to gather, obviously wanting to defend to the death, and want to rely on the number of undead to kill us." The Magister has a bit of a tooth ache, so much cannon fodder, they can't kill it.

"The outer undead obviously want to drain our strength, or test us, and there are actually recruits mixed in, it should be the sworn enemy of the legion leader." Morrowind said.

Li Yao shook his head slightly: "Is he also worthy of being my sworn enemy, he doesn't need us to make a move at all." We are not in a hurry, anyway, there is only one exit from Daisom, this has become a dead city, what can they do no matter how many of them are, the staff is ready to issue military merit tasks, the main force will not move and recuperate, so that the recruits can do a good job of activities, and they can appropriately improve the military merit reward. ”

"Yes, Darkan has become a turtle in an urn, and he should be the one who is in a hurry, even if there are more undead here, there will be an upper limit after all." Kuyang also said for the captain.

"That's it, let's fight with them first, and clear the road in front of the city wall." Li Yao said.

At this time, everyone saw the front of the city wall, and the undead were in a commotion.

A figure in a magical cloak appeared on the city walls, then lifted his hood, revealing a face that was extremely white, his eyes turned to green soul flames.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the brilliant Withered Sun in the sky, and seeing this situation, Li Yao and the others also came to the side of the ship.

The undead smiled weirdly, but his voice spread throughout the audience: "Hey, who did I see, isn't this the little sister of the royal clerk's apprentice Morrowind who likes to cry her nose, it's really nostalgic, little sister Morrowind, why don't you cry again, let me see, let me also remember the years that have been gradually forgotten." ”

A hint of blush flashed on Morrowind's face, but then his face was full of anger: "You traitor, the elders of the kingdom used to value you so much, and regarded you as the rising star of the kingdom, but you betrayed the kingdom, and now you have become no human, no ghost, and the kingdom has become full of holes, is this what you want." ”

"Hehehehe, Rising Star of the Kingdom, what a wonderful title. The kingdom's rising star can't enter the council if he wants to, and the kingdom's rising star can't lead troops to fight. The rising star of the kingdom can't do it if you want to enter the sunwell to study magic. The kingdom's rising star fought for the kingdom and was captured by trolls, and rescue could not wait. The Rising Star of the Kingdom, when the Kingdom is at its most dangerous, would rather trust the follower of the Ranger General of Lotherma than trust me, this is what you call the Rising Star of the Kingdom? ”

Darkan was a little hysterical, venting all his grievances in one go, and in his opinion, there was only suspicion and jealousy in the kingdom......