However, Zhao Gao found that he was wrong again.

There weren't many people in the council chamber, and the status of the Pioneers wasn't all as high as his. After all, there are only a few people like him who can accept special courtesy, and more pioneers have only crossed the level of space in terms of authority, but they have not been greatly improved in terms of ability. For these people, the Land of the Gods does not re-set the Pioneer number for them, but can only continue to use the space number, often adding a space suffix to the end of the number to distinguish them.

Just like Zhao Gao's choice of advanced pioneers at the beginning, the recruited pioneers are also divided into two types: warriors and commanders, and the initial space is also cultivated according to such a template.

Among them, the warrior can choose to come to the plot world to actually participate in the battle, and turn the tide of the battle with his own personal force; Commanders are different, they also have a territory to integrate into the story world, but they can only be like gods in the sky, constantly issuing oracles to their own territory to participate in the war, and their own combat effectiveness is often very weak, and they do not have the ability to fight independently.

Only a pioneer of the lord type like Zhao Gao can be regarded as a complete fusion of the two and have the opportunity to continue to advance. Although the rest of the people can also be called pioneers, the direction and ceiling of relative development have been fixed.

It's no wonder that when Blue Snake took himself to the east and west markets, he made a special distinction between them. It seems that these two markets should each correspond to a type of pioneer, who is the backbone of this land of gods, the main force between the fourth level of nobility and the third level of free people.

A stable social structure requires such a relatively large backbone.

After all, like the Lord Pioneer, it is not so easy to actually create a world.

"Loyalist, this is your seat."

Guided by the only plot character in the tent, Zhao Gao found his place on the right rear flank of Edward III. Although he simply laid out a mat, he cleverly separated him from the others, showing a different status from others.

There were only five mats like this, and two of them had been removed, leaving only one empty seat, presumably the two pioneers who had returned directly to the Land of the Gods.

Directly below Edward's seat were two types of pioneers, the Warrior and the Commander, who had been recruited. Unlike Zhao Gao's subordinate junli, they were obviously Edward's vassals, and their autonomy was much smaller.

It's just that no matter what kind of pioneer he is, the look on his face at this time is almost ugly. It is not difficult to guess the purpose of Edward III's forced recruitment, and the recruitment expenses that he needs to make up for himself are also very considerable, but all of this makes sense only if he returns to the land of the gods alive.

In a word, even if he is looking for a substitute for the dead, Edward's appearance is too ugly.

The key is that on the frontal battlefield, it is really rare to be able to fight such a defeat - the loss of Joan of Arc is not the loss of a legendary level of combat effectiveness, but more importantly, the loss of the spiritual pillar that condenses the scattered sand.

"Since you have responded to my call, I don't have to hide anything, the erosion of the battle situation has come to this, and I can only be forced to give up this plot world." Edward gripped the armrest of the chair with his right hand and casually placed the scepter sideways with his left hand as he began to announce his decision in a low voice.

"Joan of Arc has been found, and the other party's methods are very dirty, beyond the expectations of all of us. Out of scruples of strength, they did not coerce Joan of Arc at all, but did their best to help Joan of Arc's mother marry Joan of Arc to a noble and upright French nobleman, and broke the Holy Communion of the Holy Maiden in the most direct way. Edward's words had taken on a heavy note at this point. The reason why he is so assured of Joan of Arc's safety is because the other party's strength is high enough not to worry about safety. Who knows that the ruler of the "forbidden zone" is not planning to hurt Joan of Arc, but to use another method to tie her up before she fully awakens!

The so-called casualties in their camp were not caused by Joan of Arc, but by the power arranged by the plot world to correct the plot.

Even Edward had to admit that the French nobleman found in the "forbidden area" was a good match for all qualities, and Joan of Arc, who had a mother's life, had no reason to refuse even if he wanted to. What's more, the ruler of the "forbidden area" used all his power and props to seal off this place to prevent any accidents, and Edward originally laughed at them for not understanding the legendary power of the legendary characters at all, and in the end, who knew that the real ridiculous had become himself.

After all, Joan of Arc at this time is a rural girl who has never seen the world, which girl is not good at spring? How could she reject an ideal Prince Charming in such a situation?

A historical figure of this level has a love for the plot world, and is itself an important part of the rules of the plot world, and wanting to assassinate her will definitely cause a strong backlash from the plot world. However, everything that the "forbidden area" does can be said to be out of kindness, and no matter how strong Joan of Arc's power is, it is impossible to choose to attack this group of kind and lovely people who do their best to help her!

This is the most clever part of the whole strategy, using the invisible power of human affection to involve the tangible personal power, and making it impossible for the other party to break free.

Fighting the snake seven inches, the ruler of the "forbidden area" is undoubtedly a master of layout, or he will not make a move anyway, but as long as he makes a move, it will be a fatal move, and he will directly knock the opponent into a state of no return, so that Edward does not even have the heart to resist.

"Of course, there's no point in saying that anymore." Edward's voice was still calm, but his fingers grasping the armrest couldn't help but push a little harder, and the thick wood also made a slight cracking sound, obviously his mood was not as calm as his voice, "I've been investing in this plot world for decades, and it will take at least three months for all kinds of resources and other complete cleanups, so the purpose of my recruitment is to let you help me hold back the last three months of the British army!" ”

"It can't be!" A commander-type pioneer in the front row immediately screamed, he was also one of the participants who was deceived by Edward, although it was a forced recruitment, this time Edward gave a very generous recruitment reward, and for his own safety, he brought the best piece of several territories. How do you know that if you send a sheep into the tiger's mouth in vain, you will lose it out of thin air if you can't even make a sound of water.

"It's not a discussion, it's an order!" Edward's gaze swept over lightly, not paying attention to this protest at all, and replied lightly, "It must be three months, not even a second!" ”

"Not to mention three months, it's not even possible to have three days, without Joan of Arc, we can't even defend, it's impossible to attack the stronghold of the British army to contain them!" Probably because the core interests were about to be hit hard, or Edward was about to lose his strength, the pioneer had the courage to refute it again.

What he said was indeed the truth, of course, he hid some content in the process, such as his territory was integrated around a British stronghold, if he tried his best to contain it, then the possibility of being captured and ravaged by the British army is extremely high, and even if it can be recovered, it will be a piece of white land, and it will become a white land that has lost any attributes.

"Trade-taker, do you dare to question my orders?" Edward glanced at him again, and at the same time the corner of his right mouth curled a small arc, this expression was not too hideous, and his eyes only stared at the pioneer and said nothing.

This guy known as the trade-taker suddenly burst into a rage, and all the pores of his body were invaded by cold sweat in an instant. Edward III didn't have a good reputation in the Land of the Gods, or rather, all of these lord-type pioneers didn't have a good reputation, and brutality and murder were not the worst words to describe them.

"My lord, don't dare to be humble, it's just ...... It's just that......! The weigher immediately straightened up, and began to ramble on his lips, failing to finish the sentence twice in a row, and as for the truth or falsity of this expression, no one could investigate it.

"Maybe you don't understand that I'm the owner of the ship in front of you!" Edward turned his head, stared at the commotion with burning eyes, and said softly, "The ship is naturally going to sink, but only by letting me, the captain, take the important things away first, will you have a chance to live." Don't you all understand this? ”