It doesn't take much time to make equipment in the hope system, provided that there are enough resources and money, after all, even the hope system doesn't have the ability to make something out of nothing, he can just modify the law to bring some things that don't belong to this world into this world, and can also convert some items of similar nature to each other, for example, coal into diamonds, but at the core, the hope system needs energy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And this energy is obtained through the Lianyang battle and the resources provided to the hope system.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is five days, and these five days are extremely torturous for Arthas, Lianyang, or the undead.

In these five days, Arthas and Lian Yang spent almost all their body and mind training soldiers to skillfully use the new armor, and the powerful ability of the new armor really amazed everyone, especially light weight, especially strong as if it was, and especially flexible joints, which was the most perfect armor in the hearts of soldiers.

And in the same way, these five days were not easy for Russ and Dean of the undead clan, they used these five days to frantically create the Sea of Skulls, madly create the undead, and madly create - the plague! ・

"Russ, are you sure that's okay?" Dean watched Russ let some specially crafted, not too corroded undead stand near the beam carrier posing as humans, and a trace of worry crossed his face.

Russ shook his head and said: "It's not that there is no problem, but now that the human beings in the north are starving to death, they don't care if the food is safe, as long as there is food for them, it is the truth!" ”。

Although Russ is a little bit fierce in the face of Lianyang, this is not a problem of tactics or IQ, but a problem of philosophy, and this kind of problem is not solvable at all.

But his opinion of the north of the Lordaeron continent is very high, in fact, under the baptism of the Scourge Legion, the north of the entire Lordaeron Kingdom is already a disaster land, not to mention that it was not a harvest year, the food is just enough to eat, even if it is a harvest year, all kinds of food eroded by the plague are not practical at all. Those who forcibly eat it have become members of the Scourge Legion.

Of course, this forbidding the people to eat the food of the plague was ordered by Arthas, and the common people did not know about it, because now the food of the whole northern part of Lordaeron was rationed.

"Then do as you say! If we're fast enough, the human side won't be able to tell the difference between our beam-carriers and theirs, and once those damned creatures eat the food, hum haha......" Dean couldn't help but laugh at the thought that someone would eat the plague food they had prepared and eventually become one of them.

Although it is an undead, but the essence is still human, not to mention anything else, resurrecting some people who have just died, and then simply putting on makeup, it is difficult to distinguish whether this is a human or an undead, at most, I feel that this person's face is very bad.

When the undead sent the plague to various villages, ordinary people just felt that the timing of today's food distribution was a little wrong.

It's a pity that Lianyang, who is familiar with history, has already sent someone to keep an eye on the base of the undead clan, because in the game, there is a matter of the undead clan carrying a plague grain truck to distribute food to poison the villagers, how can Lian Yang not be prepared for this kind of thing.

"Arthas, it's time to send troops, these damn undead have really sprinkled their poisonous hands on ordinary people again!" Lian Yang's face was very bad, although he knew that these damn undead would definitely do this, but when these undead really did it, Lian Yang still felt unacceptable, and even felt a kind of heartfelt anger.

"Good!" Arthas nodded, at this moment, Arthas was also full of anger, dressed in silver-white gorgeous armor, a long-time companion paladin hammer, and walked out of the battalion commander without saying a word.

Standing on the school grounds, looking at the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in front of him who were also wearing gorgeous silver-white armor, Arthas was silent for a long time.

Arthas did not speak, neither did the soldiers, everyone stood straight like javelins, and on the vast school field, except for the sound of the flag blowing in the east, for a time the pins could be heard.

After a while, Arthas spoke: "This summer, there are too many stories, there are too many tragedies, robbers are overflowing, orcs are rioting, and the plague is spreading. I, Arthas, Prince of Lordaeron and son of King Tenaris Minethir of Lordaeron, have slain the robbers and conquered the orcs, and now I am about to fight the damned undead who unleashed the most terrible plague attacks.

These damned undead first unleashed a horrific virus throughout the north of the kingdom, causing countless of our relatives, family, lovers, and friends to die of the plague, they allowed the plague to spread in the kingdom, and then they manipulated the bodies of those who died innocently, becoming their weapons, their tools.

The undead are evil, and under the leadership of the evil Lich King Naozu and the undead archwizard Kel'thugad, the undead are doing all evil, but Kel'thugad is dead, killed by me! But there are still two lichs in front of us, and they are undoubtedly just clowns.

But! It is these two clowns who shamelessly disguise the food delivery team, and then deliver food full of plague to our people, our relatives, this is absolutely not allowed, we must stop them, stop the spread of the disaster!

Good will triumph over evil, and in order to defeat evil, I have given you powerful rifles, more advanced and more powerful than the muskets of the dwarves, with which we are invincible, and the terrible sea of the dead cannot stop our onslaught.

And now, I have equipped you with the best armor, the best armor in the world, and you who have equipped it are not afraid of viruses, nor of magic, nor of swords...... Death!

Right now, I'm going to make a call, I'm going to give an order, I! Arthas Minehir, Prince of Lordaeron, son of King Tenaris Minehir, now command, target the undead camp, attack! ”。

"Attack!". When Arthas's passionate training ended, all the warriors roared wildly, and everyone held back their strength that they had to kill the dead spirits, for the sake of their departed relatives.

"The human offensive has begun!" Through the Psychic Tower, Dean clearly saw that the human troops, like a torrent of silver steel, were frantically attacking his base.

"I saw it, but their armor is very strange!".

"Let the Sea of the Undead test the water first!"

Russ and Dean quickly exchanged opinions with each other, for them, they had already suffered a human loss, they did not want to suffer a second loss, and it was the truth to test the unknown enemy at the lowest cost.

"Hmph, these damn undead have used their most shameless sea of undead again! Rush me and tear apart their sea of the dead! Arthas looked at the same silver-white sea of undead that appeared in front of him, a cruel smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Let these damned undead know that their pathetic skeletons can't penetrate our armor at all!" ”。

The Sea of the Undead has always been the strongest tactic of the undead, but today's Sea of the Undead is obviously tragic, as Arthas said, the skeletons frantically waved the bone blades in their hands, but when they struck the armor of the human soldiers, they could not even leave a trace on the armor of the human warriors, except for the bone knives that shattered with a click.

"Hmph, damn the undead, give me a death!" Human warriors have never been good-tempered, or rather, people who put their heads on their belts every day to beg for a living, and there are a few who are not short-tempered, and human warriors do not use the electromagnetic rifle in their hands, but draw out their one-handed long swords, and as soon as the sword goes down, the undead have been knocked apart.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with these armors, and the defense is too strong!" Russ looked at the invincible appearance of human armor on the battlefield, and said in his heart, "Order, throw the plague bomb!" ”。

"I have long known that the technology of your creatures is powerful, but no matter how powerful the technology is, it is also a living being, and the plague of the undead is something you will never be able to resist!" Deaner's heart was cold, and he was full of faith in his undead plague, which, in fact, was also his killer weapon.

No matter how powerful the abomination of the undead is, no matter how powerful the ghouls are, there is a very troublesome disadvantage that the high-end class can never be mass-produced, which can play a very key role in the battlefield, but it can never play a decisive role. With both skeletons and ghouls at the base of the class being restrained by humans, the Plague Bomb has become a winning weapon for Russ and Deenel, at least no living creature can escape the erosion of disease.

"Command, turn on filter mode!" Arthas saw from afar that the gargoyles of the undead and the abomination and meat grinder were pushed to the front line, and he immediately guessed that the undead were jumping over the wall in a hurry to carry out a virus attack.

"The same loss, how can Lao Tzu suffer a second time!" In fact, without waiting for Arthas's order, many soldiers who were poisoned in the first battle against the undead had already turned on the filter mode as soon as they stepped into the battlefield, and those who had not experienced the erosion of the plague would never know how torturous the plague was.

"Haha, creatures, join the arms of the undead!" As the plague bomb exploded wildly among the humans and the undead, Russ and Deenel, who were originally hiding behind the scenes, had also come to the front line of the battlefield, looking at the human soldiers in the dense green poison with a crazy face.

"Damn lich, you're too happy too soon, take a closer look with your empty eyes, Lao Tzu's soldiers are not afraid of your plague!" Lian Yang looked at the arrogant Russ and Dean and became angry, the damn undead were as annoying as flies, and Lian Yang was naturally not polite in words.

"What?! How so! Dean followed Lian Yang's words, glanced at the battlefield, and found that all the soldiers, although they didn't seem to have a good line of sight in the green mist, but everyone was alive and well, how could there be a trace of the virus, and immediately said wildly: "Damn human, you are really a good means, it seems that I can't keep you today, Frost Nova!" ”。

As he spoke, he saw that with a wave of Deen'er's bony hand, a blue frost instantly bombarded towards Lianyang, and the icy temperature had already made the surroundings extremely cold as soon as the frost nova appeared.

"Humph! Are you unprepared when Lao Tzu? Stark, all tank troops, lock these two bastards for me, missile saturation strike! ”。 Eating a bottle of divine blessing casually, Lian Yang, who was in an invincible state, said coldly: "Damn it, are you guys!" ”。

In fact, Lian Yang has long been wary of the two lichs, you know, the strength of the lich is too strong, the last time the two sides met, Lian Yang had already discovered that even if he is now a full-body artifact, but he is still not the opponent of either of these two lichs.

So in this war, Lian Yang never dispatched a single tank from beginning to end, although the main gun of the tank could not attack the powerful Lich, but the missile that could lock on to the target could. And in the face of an invincible enemy, Lian Yang has never had any hellish chivalry, and he will not go to a duel stupidly.

"Humph! Are you and I those fragile skeletons! Russ watched the tank aim at him and said disdainfully, "I'm great...... Yes!! Bastard! ”。

Before Russ could say anything, the furious tank missiles had all bombarded him in an instant, each tank had four missile launchers, fifty locked on to a Lich, and the yield of each missile was thought of with the power of a 300-mm high-explosive projectile.

Hit head-on by 200 rounds of 300 mm high-explosive shells, even if it was as strong as the Lich Russ, it turned to ashes in an instant.

"Damn it!" Dean saw that Russ was killed in one face, and he immediately panicked, and raised his hand to prepare to escape, he knew that in terms of strength, he and Russ were half a catty to eight taels!

"Where to run, let me die!" But how could Lian Yang let Dean go? You know, in the definition of Lianyang, the sinister Dean is much more dangerous than Ras.

"Damn, the Lich King won't let you go, we'll meet again!" Dean may have known the solution to his death, looked at Lian Yang, and said coldly: "Even if I die, you won't be happy, the entire Hessgreen is the world of the undead!" ”。