As we enter September, the weather in Hammondale is getting colder and colder, and the cold winds blowing from the high snow-capped mountains of Bracada sweep across the land, making people begin to feel the chill of the harsh winter approaching.

Experienced lords began to prepare for the winter, because in such a winter, the road to the outside world in Hammondale is very likely to be blocked by heavy snow, and even if it is not blocked, there are very few people who travel outside the winter to trade, and with a remote environment like Hammondale and little food, it is really a bit difficult to prepare for this winter.

This year, there is no shortage of warm clothes and firewood, but the reserve of food has made everyone's heads extremely big.

At this time of year, Hammondale always welcomes a large number of caravans, and these merchants who come and go from all over the world have a keen sense of smell, and always bring a lot of food, wine, winter clothes that are popular this year, and all kinds of winter-related consumer goods to the people of Hammondale when winter is approaching.

At this time, the people of Hammondal, who have worked hard for a year, will always use a very different boldness from the usual, generously scattering handfuls of gold and silver coins to buy winter reserves and favorite items to comfort themselves and their families.

This is known as the "Hammondale Fall Market."

This year, due to the big-eared monster bandits, the autumn market, which was supposed to start a long time ago, has not been opened, and the uneasiness of the lords, who are unable to stock up on winter supplies, is gradually increasing.

Everyone was looking forward to the Lord Lord being able to send troops to exterminate the robbers and open the way as soon as possible, but the Lord Lord did not look anxious at all, but kept training forty-three soldiers with his strange methods every day.

"Flat spear! - Thorns! - Close! ”

Amid the loud slogans, the forty-three soldiers kept repeating the tactical action of bayonet stabbing, which was taught by the lord himself, and the lord had secretly learned it from the instructor with whom he had a good relationship during military training in the past, and he didn't want it to come in handy now.

The leaders watched from afar, and most of them looked disapprovingly.

Can you go into battle and kill the enemy with such a simple action? This is absolutely not possible, and Lord Markham's guards were not trained like this in the past.

Everyone was a little skeptical of the lord's rhetoric about destroying the big-eared monster in two months, one reason was that the number of guards was too small compared to the big-eared monster, and the other reason was that the lord's training methods were not optimistic.

Unlike the skeptical attitude of the lords, Dora the undead lich was completely dismissive of the stupid lord's so-called two-month extermination of the big-eared monsters.

According to the undead lich's eyeliner report in Hammondal, the lord's guard has only forty-three soldiers so far, and the Erathian Human Empire is affected by the "Blackstone Treaty" with the elves and does not dare and cannot send troops to Hammondal, and it is simply a fool's dream to rely on forty-three soldiers to defeat the big-eared monster that is actually led by the lich and numbered as many as five hundred.

Unless these forty-three soldiers all have the level of combat power of the champion knights of the Human Empire, but according to intelligence, these soldiers are not to mention riding horses, they were all country farmers who had never even touched a weapon more than a month ago, so it was impossible for them to have such amazing combat power.

Perhaps when they meet the big-eared bandits, their hands are all about holding their weapons steady.

Although he was only a military rookie with no experience in commanding battles, the necromancer Dora was still very confident, and he firmly believed that as long as the stupid lord dared to appear in his sight with a handful of his men, he would be able to use the crowd tactics that the undead were best at to make the big-eared monsters rush up and chop this poor guy who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky into meat sauce along with his soldiers.

This lord is just a fly, there is no need to worry, the real thing that the Lich Lord is worried about is that after so many days, his mission is still not progressing, and the Lich Lord's men have searched all the ruins marked on the map, and they have not found what the Lich Lord is looking for.

Could it be that the thing is in that damn little castle? It is said that Lord Terrence Troven once occupied it, could it be there? Legend has it that he dug a secret passage in the castle, could it be hidden there? Has it ever been discovered by humans?

However, the order from above demanded that the task must be carried out in secret, and that he must not expose himself to the world unless he had to, so that he could not make up his mind to attack the castle for a long time. The strength of the undead has not yet fully recovered, and now is not the best time for the necromancers to make a comeback. If it attracts the attention of the Elasia Human Empire or the Elves of Turalion, it will be a big mistake.

But do you still have a choice? If you can't bring things back to Diya before winter comes, I don't know what kind of punishment awaits you.

I thought it was just an easy and simple task like traveling, but I didn't expect to put myself in such a dilemma.

Coming out of the cave where she was hiding, Dora looked up at the sky, and the night sky above her was covered with dark and dark clouds, full of oppressive feelings, which made the undead lich irritated again.

When did the great undead lich have to hide in front of lowly humans?

"How's it going today?" Looking at Clarke, the leader of the big-eared monsters in front of her, who was looking respectful, Dora asked in a deep voice with the unique metallic texture of the lich.

The tall leader of the big-eared monsters shook his head and replied, "Nothing, my lord, whether it is what you are looking for or the caravan passing by, there is nothing, only the cold wind blowing from the south. ”

As expected, the lich nodded, pretending not to notice the complaints in the Big-Eared Monsters' tone, which had begun to lose patience after a long and fruitless search.

Turning his gaze back to the town of Harmondale in the distance at night, the lich asked again, "How long has it been since there been a caravan?" ”

"It's been eleven days, my lord, these soft eggs have been frightened by my children! They didn't dare to come! Clark said a little smugly, with some regret in his tone.

This made the lich's mood worse again, there was no caravan to go back and forth, for the big-eared monsters, it was just less fun to loot and share the spoils, but for the lich, without the caravan, there would be no caravan guards, without these corpses, the lich would not be able to summon and make undead soldiers, and the skeleton zombies summoned and made by ordinary human corpses who did not know martial arts were okay to use as coolies, and it was a bit reluctant to ask them to fight.

Seeing that the Lich Lord was in a bad mood, the leader of the big-eared monster couldn't help but smile and said, "Why should you worry so much, the warriors you summoned just need to protect your safety, not too much, as for the battle, it's better to leave it to my children." ”

Seeing the other party's repeated ridicule, the undead lich Dora was even more annoyed, this guy is nominally his subordinate, but he always works against himself openly and secretly, obviously he deliberately confessed to keep the corpse intact, but he deliberately let the big-eared monsters make the corpse scattered, making it difficult for him to summon a powerful undead warrior, and the combat power that he barely summoned was greatly reduced, as a result, until now, the combat power in his hands was only eight zombie warriors with missing arms and legs.

If it weren't for the fear that the target would be too big and attract attention, he would have to go on the road alone, leaving all those high-level necromantic warriors in Diya; If it weren't for the fact that the undead were badly injured in the last war, they would still be hiding in Diya to recuperate; If it weren't for the undead leader's decision to temporarily ally himself with the big-eared monsters, he would not have been at the mercy of these simple-minded and well-limbed beasts here, and these inferior creatures who usually don't even bother to look at themselves would dare to talk to them like this.

Wanzuo didn't notice that the Lich Lord was on the verge of an outburst at this time, and Clark was still there talking to himself: "Actually, my lord, as long as you make up your mind, this town and the ruined castle inside it are just a piece of cake for me and our children, and it will only take a day to beat you down, and then you have the final say on how you want to find your precious thing in the castle?" Why sigh here and let my children drink here? Seriously, those humans are now terrified of my children, as long as your guilt opens the door of that trouble, I believe that the people inside will never dare to resist, of course, even if they resist, they will not be my children's opponents! ”

As he spoke, Clark patted his chest: "My lord, if I don't like to hear what I say, don't mind, we big-eared monsters are straight like this, we don't talk and act like you undead creatures, hesitation is not our style!" Fighting the enemy with dignity is what we love the most! ”

The lich Dora almost choked to death by the words of the big-eared monster with a gun and a stick, and wanted to have a seizure, but then thought that he still had to rely on them, so he held back: "Don't talk so much, Clark, there are a lot of humans in it, if they really resist, can your five hundred children stop it?" ”

The leader of the big-eared monster laughed and said: "My lord, I didn't expect you undead to be so fond of joking, you give the order, as long as you give the order, I promise to open your eyes and let you see how the real big-eared monster warriors fight!" ”

The lich was silent for a long time, and finally said, "All right! Tomorrow night! Attack the town of Harmmondale and Castle Harmondale! I hope you don't disappoint me then! Clarke! Otherwise, I'll let you know how terrible it can be to make a lich angry! ”

The leader of the big-eared monster patted his chest again: "My child has never disappointed, my lord!" But are you sure you can open the gates of the town? If you can't open it, I'm not responsible for the consequences! ”

"You don't have to worry about that, you just wait and see! Once inside, let your kids stop grabbing things, and don't forget what we're here for. ”

"I won't forget, my lord, I'm looking forward to tomorrow night, and I'm really curious to know what the strange-named lord of the castle will look like in front of me and my children! Hahahaha! ”

The leader of the big-eared monsters turned around and left, only to hear another order from the Lich Lord: "Go find a few sets of those human clothes and let me and my men change into them, I don't want people to know my identity unless I have to!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Clark replied loudly, but he didn't even look back, and secretly sneered again in his heart.

A group of cowardly creatures who hide their heads and tails and dare not show their true faces!

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