Night, Vendôme.

By this time, the city had been burned to the ground, and with the exception of a few stone castles, almost everything that could have been burned to the ground.

This was naturally done by the orcs, the orc king Sorg was tricked by Rollin, and his heart was furious, although he took his orc army to the southern Hengduan Mountains, but in order to vent his anger, he burned this magnificent city clean.

The once prosperous city is withered and dilapidated, the cold moonlight is sprinkled from the sky, the sound of waves from the direction of the sea, and a few cats and dogs barking from time to time, making it more and more quiet.

At the location of the west gate of the city wall, the traces of the battle of that day are still there, the city wall is black and red, and the smell of blood is still very pungent. Outside the west gate, there was a large pile of charred bones. These were the bodies of the dead, nearly 30,000 in number.

Because of the rush of time, most of the bones were only charred, and a small part of the flesh was burned off, but the bones were intact, and the bones were burned to ashes.

At this time, under the moonlight, there will be a gust of fishy wind here from time to time, and from time to time there will be night owl wild dogs, pecking at the scorched flesh and blood, and at a glance, it is almost hell. Not to mention night, but day, this scene is enough to scare the faint of heart.

But even on this night, a dozen figures appeared on the city wall, all dressed in black robes, with bloody eyes shining, and occasionally the moonlight shining on their palms, and ≠ could see dry skin, almost like withered fingers.

One of the figures appeared to be the leader, his black robe was more ornate with some silver thread sewn into his mouth. He looked at the pile of scorched bones outside the city gates. He laughed: "It's really good." They are all powerful warriors, as well as elites such as berserkers and legion commanders, and this time it is a bumper harvest. Come with me and wake these sleeping warriors again. ”

As he spoke, he jumped off the city wall, his body like a feather, and landed lightly on the ground, and the figure behind him also jumped down.

Soon. More than a dozen black-robed people stood in their respective positions, and according to a peculiar law, they surrounded the scorched bones.

The leader of the black-robed men raised his hands in the air, his face to the sky, and began to pray aloud: "Ertus, you are the supreme lord of death, and you are my father. Please give me the strength to revive these sleeping dead. ”

The rest of the black-robed men also prayed, over and over again.

With this prayer, an illusory red flame began to burn on the body of each black-robed person. Misty red rays of light also appear between them, intertwining into an eerie pattern. If you look at it from the sky, you can see that it is a strange blood-colored eye.

Slowly, this blood-colored mist of light seeped into the huge pile of scorched bones, and then penetrated into every scorched bone's nose, mouth, and eyes, and flowed all over the scorched bones.

"Click, click" There was a sound coming from the pile of bones, as if something was waking up, and the night owl wild dogs, who were peeking at the side and refused to leave, finally gave up the delicacy and whimpered and fled.

'Click, Click' One of the corpses on the edge stood up again, his whole body was charred black, red light came out of his eyes, he looked down at himself, then turned his head to look around blankly, and then walked out of the circle.

One by one, the corpses stood up, walked out of the circle again, and then lined up automatically in the clearing in front of the city gate.

A qiē looks eerie, but it's also calming.

A pile of dry bones suddenly exploded, and then a corpse crawled out, the light in the eyes of this corpse was much brighter than the others, almost dazzling, after he appeared, he also looked around blankly, but in the end, his eyes actually looked at the black-robed man on the side, and a hoarse and empty voice came out of his mouth: "Why do you want to wake me up?" ”

"Mighty warrior, the lord of death needs your strength." The leader of the black-robed men replied.

The corpse was silent, looked at the neatly arranged army of the dead not far away, hesitated for a moment, and then took the initiative to walk over.

When it walked over, it did not stand still, but began to tear at the charred flesh on its body, until it was all torn clean, revealing a body of bones like silver, and then stood still.

The ritual of awakening the dead continued, which lasted for more than two hours, before the pile of bones completely quieted down and no new bones crawled out.

By this time, the pile of bones had been reduced by a small half.

The leader of the black-robed people breathed a sigh of relief, stopped the ceremony, turned his head to look at the army of the dead, and asked, "General, tell me how many soldiers do you have?" ”

A deceased man with the most blood-glittering eyes and a pale golden glow of bones all over his body stepped out and said, "There are eleven thousand soldiers here, including two hundred centurions, ten thousand-commanders, and three thousand-captains. ”

The black-robed man was very satisfied, nearly 40,000 corpses and bones, he could summon 11,000 warriors, and the proportion of powerful warriors was so high, this time the harvest was very large.

This must be said that his luck is very good, there are conditions for the undead to be successful, and the most important point is that the soul of the deceased must still be in the mortal world. To ensure this, = the warrior must have no faith in front of him, or have shallow faith.

Warriors who believe in piety will enter the kingdom of gods as soon as they die, and this kind of corpse, no matter how they are summoned, is in vain, unless it is infused with power, and the corpse is used as a puppet material, but why bother?

With more than 10,000 soldiers, the leader of the black-robed people was very happy, and waved his hand: "General, go to the dust and mud wetland, there are already many companions there." In the future, we will have more companions to join. ”

"As you wish, servants of the Lord of Death." The pale golden skeleton general gave a military salute to the black-robed man, then waved his hand, turned around and led the army of the dead, and drove towards the dust and mud wetland.

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While Vendôme's dead were disturbed from sleeping, Rollin was on his way to the city of Sutra in an ironclad battleship, this time as an emissary of Lord Primor, who would defect to Archduke Lehman on behalf of Lord Primor.

In order to show his sincerity, his ironclad battleship was full of gold and silver treasures, and there were ten pairs of the most valuable battle armor, and there was also a legendary weapon handed down by the Primmore family, all in all, if the things on this battleship were converted into gold coins, at least five million or more, which was the essence of the Primmore family's wealth.

On this mission, he only brought Horn as his adjutant, and the rest were some soldiers, and none of the important people were brought with him.

The old Vendôme was a little dissatisfied with this arrangement, especially the commander Hansen, who stayed on the island for two months before being rescued, was even more vehemently opposed, but the Vendôme guardian Vianna supported it, and the little lord Cadero. Primo is a carte blanche, and it is useless to oppose it.

At this moment, Rollin couldn't sleep, so he set up a deck chair, blowing the sea breeze, and looking at the cold stars in the sky. Horn was beside him, standing on the edge of the deck railing, looking out over the railing.

The soldiers were all waiting far away and did not come closer, so they could talk freely without fear of being heard by a third person.

"Lord, this time I surrendered, and the title of Earl of Lord Primo can't run. There will also be fiefs, but in my opinion, the fiefs that Archduke Lehman can give must be very barren and isolated, and I am afraid it will be difficult to develop. Do you have any countermeasures? Horn said. He was already thinking about the future.

Today, Horn is no longer the ranger on the dock at the beginning, he has been studying hard, reading, and has been practicing in Alpine Town, if he doesn't understand anything, he will ask for advice, in terms of knowledge, not to mention, even the force is far beyond ordinary people, and he is already a level 21 ordinary warrior.

Luo Lin lay lazily and smiled: "I can almost think of where the fiefdom is." There are only two options, one is Yoksington, which is close to the Duchy of Aoraki, which is a perennial war-torn wasteland. The other piece is Fix Island. The island is huge, more than a hundred kilometers in circumference, but the land is barren, far from the mainland, and has no owner. ”

"What do you in?"

"Fix Island, of course. Although this island is barren and very remote, this is a disadvantage and a benefit, which can keep us away from the war and develop with peace of mind. ”

There is another reason why Rollin didn't say it, although this Fix Island is deserted and remote, it is actually a treasure land, and the reason is very simple, because it produces gold mines. This kind of mine is a must-have for building a divine weapon, and it is very precious.

Of course, this thing was only discovered twenty years later, and now, the island is largely uninhabited except for a few fishermen.

"War? You mean? Horn grasped the word sensitively.

Luo Lin nodded: "In my opinion, in the near future, the Starlight Continent may not be calm. The main force of the orc army has not been damaged, and although the ruined miè sect is hidden, it has the support of the demon god behind it, and the dark forces are immeasurable. The fall of Vendôme this time is probably just the opening performance of a catastrophe. ”

Horn let out a long sigh, "As you said, Fix Island is indeed a good choice. ”

He had no doubts about Luo Lin's vision, but in this way, how difficult it would be for the mainland to go from now on.

"However, legend has it that Grand Duke Lehman is suspicious, if we specify that we want this island, I am afraid that something will happen, and we have to discuss what to do." Rollin laughed.

Horn was stunned, and suddenly thought of the fact that Rollin sent Harrington to the Duchy of Lehman a few days ago, and laughed: "Lord, I'm afraid you've already been making preparations." Harrington's trip should not be just to find out the news, right? ”

"Haha, I can't hide it from you. Harrington's other mission was to spread the word about Fix Island, and I think the large number of migrating fish-people in the waters around the island was enough to make Fix Island intimidating to everyone. Rollin laughed.

Fishmen, intelligent creatures in the coastal waters, with a ferocious personality and primitive civilization, are the great enemies of fishermen. If there are tens of thousands of fishmen, it is even enough to blockade a sea area, unless it is an ironclad warship like this, ordinary merchant ships will also be robbed by fishmen in the past, not only the goods will be robbed, but the whole ship will be treated as food.

Saying this, Horn suddenly laughed: "In this way, compared to York Sinton, the conditions on Fix Island are worse. Archduke Lehman must have been willing to give away the island. (To be continued......)