"The yellow sand is long, the black fog is thick, and there are a few geese chirping in the sunset, floating in the desert sky. The long tassel is in the hand, the ambition is in the chest, the wind blows the grass and travels thousands of miles, and the bloody blade and frost knife are stuffed with the wind. The pride in the man's heart is different from that of a child, the bird flies high in the sky, and the sword shadow is full of pride. The tenderness in the man's heart is already surging, and he will wait until Hu Ma pours Jin Ge, Tianchi Bianzhou clarifies the wind, asks the world about the warmth and coldness, and waits for a smile. ”

The heroic singing echoes in the heaven and the earth, throughout the clouds, although Zhang Ze's five tones are incomplete, however, the artistic conception of this song makes everyone's hearts surge, and the pride in the man's heart is in the silence at this moment.

Outside the Warcraft Forest, there is a fortress, which was built by the ancestor's army in order to crusade against the undead, entering the Warcraft Forest, they are not the opponents of the undead, so the fortress was established outside, on the one hand, to prevent the undead from spreading outward, and on the other hand, to wait for the ancestor's reinforcements, in order to break through the Warcraft Forest in one fell swoop.

Today's border fortress is shining brightly, and in the fortress, a group of generals are sitting in a military camp, led by a hardcover man, the light in his eyes and the respectful attitude of everyone towards him are enough to see his extraordinary.

"Congratulations to the leader for cultivating to a great advance and breaking through the god level."

"Follow the ancestor, and you will have such a day."

The man's words made everyone fall into infinite reverie, this man, called Nu Yina, used to be a saint-level loose cultivator, when the ancestor swept the country, he threw himself into the ancestor's hands, and after the ancestor taught him the supreme trick of the dead soul, his cultivation was rapidly improved, these days. even returned to the Holy Capital to be promoted by the ancestors, and his strength was directly at the god level, which made everyone envious.

"Leader, if your cultivation has broken through, shouldn't you lead us to defeat the undead?" There was a general below who tentatively asked about enslaving that and defeating the undead, and when the time came, the ancestor was happy, and maybe they were promoted by the ancestor just like the enslavement one.

"What you said is right, the ancestor promoted me, and I should serve the ancestor. Destroy the undead. "Cultivation is to break through the god level. Enslavement has the heart to destroy the undead, but this sentence should be opened by him, I didn't think of it. was preempted by his subordinates. The enslaved one's face was a little cold. The general who spoke felt chills all over his body.

"Report!" A hurried voice broke the awkward atmosphere in the barracks.

"Come in and talk." The enslaved looked out of the tent, but in his heart he marked the general with the mark of death.

The curtain is lifted. A scout bent down and walked in, and when he saw the enslavement, the scout knelt down on the ground and said, "Lord Qiyu, there is an abnormal movement in the Warcraft Forest, it seems that the undead are preparing to come out." ”

"What!" The enslaved slammed the table and stood up, "Are you sure the undead are coming out?" ”

"Sure, the singing in the Warcraft Forest is loud and cloudy, and it is getting closer and closer to us, because the undead are too vigilant, we can't watch it up close, but according to our contact with the undead, they must be preparing to go out of the forest to fight."

"Hahaha, I was worried about how to kill into the Warcraft Forest, but I didn't expect this group of shrunken turtles to come out, so good, so good." Enslaving the undead seemed to see the undead annihilated under his army, and as for the former generals who almost took his life, he would regain the face that had fallen on them one by one.

"Congratulations, sir."

"Congratulations, sir."

Before the battle started, the barracks had already resounded with joy, it seemed, in their eyes, defeating the undead was a matter of being captured, it was no wonder, they had fought with the generals of the three kingdoms, they all knew that Dian Wei and others were only at the level of pseudo-gods, but their strength was enough to be invincible at the same level, if the ancestors were not in person, they would not be able to help the undead at all, and now that they had broken through the god level, they naturally thought that Dian Wei and others at the pseudo-god level were vulnerable.

"Little door, follow my steps, let the undead know how powerful I am." With a flick of the cloak on his body, the enslaved man walked out of the barracks, and his bandit-like aura made many generals shake their heads, after all, he was born in the wilderness, which was really rude.

On the other hand, in the Warcraft Forest, the morale of the undead is like a rainbow, Zhang Ze's return allows the undead to have their own king, and the generals don't have to worry about before and after, everything, as long as they obey Zhang Ze's arrangement.

Looking at Zhang Ze's back, all the generals were very curious, what happened in the Demon Realm, and actually made Zhang Ze, who was lazy and goalless, take a 180-degree turn in his personality, and became a domineering, responsible, idealistic and strategic young man, and also took the initiative to propose to them to take a road to dominate the world.

Perhaps from this moment on, Zhang Ze's return is destined to be the return of the king.

"Boss, with our speed, we will be able to walk out of the Warcraft Forest in another hour, outside the forest, there is the ancestor's army stationed, please be careful." Feng Xiao can't forget to work for the undead and for Zhang Ze all the time.

"Don't worry, once I encounter the army of the Ancestor, I will kill them in a moment without leaving a single piece of armor." The corners of Zhang Ze's mouth flashed with an evil smile, and the earth seal in his hand was about to be reckless.

The undead army is full of 100,000 people, which can be said to have dispatched 80% of the force, of course, just in case, Zhang Ze asked the undead craftsman to spend 5,000 resources to build a high-speed tower in the base, which has been guarded against the sneak attack of other powerful forces.

High-speed tower: With a super fast attack speed, each blow is equivalent to a full blow of the Holy Magister, and it can be fired four times per second, without destroying the high-speed tower, even Dian Wei and others cannot resist high-speed long-lasting shots.

The army of 100,000 was continuous in the Warcraft Forest, turning around, Zhang Ze looked at the undead behind him, and sighed secretly, the marching speed of the undead is too slow, on the battlefield, what is needed is to put the enemy first, this speed, how to talk about surprise attacks? I knew that I should leave some resources to buy a marching scroll.

It will take another hour, Zhang Ze really can't stand this kind of turtle crawling speed, and he drove the golden tiger to Xueye's side, Zhang Ze said: "Yezi, how about going out with me first?" ”

"Yes." Nodding slightly, as long as she is with Zhang Ze, no matter where she goes, she feels a kind of happiness.

"Mr. Feng Xiao, the undead will be handed over to you, I will take the first step to find out the enemy's situation, and we will see you outside the Warcraft Forest." Without waiting for Pang Tong to respond, the golden tiger that Zhang Ze sat down let out a tiger roar, carrying Zhang Ze and Xueye and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

"This ......" Pang Tong showed a trace of helplessness on his face, the army was marching, but the commander ran away first, to find out the enemy's situation, to find out the enemy's situation, the undead have a shadow, okay? (To be continued......)