"General, the phalanx of archers over there has sent a signal of inquiry, do we want them to attack together?"

The elven general on horseback stared at the figure of the Dreadknight in the distance, thinking about the few battlefields he had seen along the way, he had just caught up with the undead team that had stopped marching in front of him, but he did not attack in time. He wasn't waiting for anything, but hesitating to nod his head, knowing that it would cause immeasurable damage to his knights.

The dreaded knight with a pale blue flame under his armor made his and the elven knights around him throb in their hearts, and they couldn't muster the courage to fight at all.

"Wait, don't attack without permission, wait for the master of the army to come." The general of the cavalry regiment gave the order like this, and the knights around him breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and the scenes they saw along the way were really too emotional.

The undead began to board the ship, which stunned the elven archers who had opened their eagle eyes in the distance, and the undead stood in an organized way to the ship that had been attacked by the serpent.

"Goblins? And goblins mixed with the undead? These lowly and inferior creatures! The captain of the archer cursed under his breath, and the dozen or so goblins jumped onto the deck and began to mend the rifts in the ship. Dwarves are natural craftsmen, while goblins have a unique talent for mechanical and magical power, similar to every dwarf who has a good iron hand, and tinkering is already a goblin race culture.

The Skeleton Knight slowly boarded the ship with his skeleton horse, and the total number was only more than two hundred, and the movements of these undead were still very fast. The Dread Knight and Ah Da Ah Er, who were left on the shore at the last time, turned around and walked to the deck at the same time, and the undead carried a few sampans to the shore, allowing the Dread Knight to get on the boat smoothly.

"Throw the extra stuff off the ship." The Dreadknight felt the slowness of the hull and said, "Go down and row." Raise the sails. ”

A knight who can't be a captain is not a good undead, and the Knight of Fear directly verifies this theorem. The ship full of undead came to life, and the sacks of military rations in the cabin were thrown directly into the river by them who did not eat food.

"Leave some! Leave some! The goblins shouted in a hurry, and they threw aside the corpse that their master wanted, and bravely rushed forward, desperately snatching more than a dozen sacks of grain from the hands of the undead. This is the fresh food that the goblins dream of, and the goblins live in the dimly lit crypts where they cannot cultivate food, and can only exchange some ore and other goods for other races.

Black-hearted merchants, especially Terran traders, would always trade some spoiled grain for them, and the goblins had no choice. For the perennial injustice of the goblins. No one can make too many comments, this race has also been glorious, but without faith, they can only struggle in the darkest corners of the world.

This is the punishment of the gods, and it is also the setting of the game's background.

"Captain, they threw all the food off the ship!"

"I saw it! What's the matter with the knights over there, are we charged? The elven archer roared, and he was furious at the knights of his own clan for not fighting. These greedy and death-scared guys! Prepare the rocket. Don't let them into our empire, these undead will maim innocent elves! ”

"Prepare the rocket!"

Hundreds of archers acted at the same time, and they took out special arrows from their quivers on their backs, and the arrows wrapped in oilcloth were ignited by them with flint that they carried with them. Billowing black smoke appeared on the shore. The large ship on which the undead are traveling is heading in the direction they are, and this is their only chance to protect their homeland.

Fighting head-on, the five hundred knights of the elves did not have the courage. The flank attack, but the three hundred archers were also a little weak-hearted.

The Dread Knight stood at the bow of the ship. Looking at the group of archers in front of him, he couldn't express his expression. I don't know what I'm thinking at this point. "Borusha, please help us one more time!"

The giant snake and him were equal relations, both were servants under Lin Yutian's orders, although the contracts they abided by were not the same. Bo Lusha was sent by Lin Yutian to pick up the undead, and the original preparation of the ship was already a fear knight asking for Bo Lusha's help, and at this time, let Bo Lusha help fight, naturally pay attention to the tone.

Although this Fear Knight's domineering appearance did not match his domineering temperament, he used this please.

Hiss! The river in front of the elf suddenly lifted a wall of water, and the thick snake tail rose into the sky and slapped down fiercely against the water. The Al Mulan River is already dozens of meters wide and has an average depth of more than three meters, otherwise it would not be possible to hide the terrifying figure of Borusa. The water splashed everywhere, and the elves, who had no time to dodge, could only watch as the rockets in their hands were wiped out, and by the way, they were reduced to chickens in the soup.

Bharusa raised her head and roared at the elven archers on the shore, and the five hundred knights turned around and rushed straight to the way they came, without the slightest thought of fighting again.

"Hurry back! Let's get back! The captain of the archers forgot his anger just now, and shouted in horror to reduce the morale of the surrounding archers to zero, and a group of people ran quickly away from the river, and the archers' acceleration skills made them feel more familiar at this time.

Thank God that the wise serpent had no intention of embarrassing them.

Bharusa slowly dived into the river, and continued to guard around the big ship, and without heavy food and grass, only less than two hundred undead and goblins to carry it, the big ship sailed down smoothly.

"Your Highness! The undead boarded the ship and headed home! ”

"Your Highness! We can't resist that giant snake, it can swallow a team of 100 people in one bite. ”

"For the sake of this time, these spirits must be stopped, and they must not be allowed to attack the cities or villages of the Empire! Your Highness, you must expel a well-trained navy! ”

"Your Highness!"

"Shut up!" Prince Fengluo, who was sitting in the middle of the military tent, suddenly scolded in a low voice, and the generals and heralds who knelt down below were silenced at the same time, and the military tent, which was still hot and noisy just now, immediately quieted down. Feng Luo squinted his eyes, his fingers tapping on the bookcase, he was planning a series of military moves.

It turned out that less than a few thousand centaurs could not keep this group of undead, and at this time, they boarded the ship, and the giant snake monster guarded by them, so it would take a lot of manpower to deal with these undead.

But let these undead enter the Elven Empire through their own front so safely, then they are afraid that they will be questioned by the nobles of the empire, and the good prospects at this time are not good.

"The front-line soldiers will not move, and send all my personal guards." Feng Luo suddenly said loudly, "Immediately let the navy at the next pass stop these damn undead, and wait for the Guards to rush over and destroy them!" ”

Lin Yutian didn't know at this time that his unintentional move would plunge a certain area of the Elven Empire into such a big chaos, and he was still lamenting that the lord monster was difficult to find, wandering around Philimmore.

The player's leveling speed is too slow, and whenever the boar finds a player passing by, he will always hide in the dark and sigh. It's not that he's afraid of the player and dodges, he just doesn't want to expose his body too much, and it doesn't do much good to let a group of weak guys besiege and shout and kill them himself, how can he do such a thankless thing.

I don't know if Aina has reached the dark camp or what kind of magic she will learn there. If it weren't for that scar, what a beautiful girl she would be, but this scar is the best protection for her, after all, the face is ruined.

If you go to the dark camp like this, will you see that the NPCs and players are friendly green names? No, I should belong to the category of wild monsters.

As the player enters the game's selection faction, the opposing light and darkness appear to be on separate servers, inherently hostile but only meet later in the game.

Different factions have completely different quest lines and various plots, the light hates the darkness, and the darkness hates the light, and this emotion from the power of the NPC will affect the players of their respective factions as the game progresses. It's a subtle effect, although it's just a game at the end of the day.

To get back to the point, Lin Yutian does not belong to any camp, he is the third existence other than players and NPCs, wild monsters. There are also these three categories in the game, and Lin Yutian is between the player and the wild monster.

Since you are a wild monster, you must have the consciousness of a wild monster, and the wild boar that takes the initiative to attack and is unwilling to fall silent will inevitably trample on the soles of the other two classifications.

As a monster, he tried to befriend NPCs, and Jasmine took the form of a tentacle and followed him.

As a creep, he is trying to befriend the player, and his so-called friend is scheming against the boar. (To be continued......)