Everyone has their place, and the night is the lowest member of the Imperial Necromancer, and he can't understand the intent of this war.

Of course, he couldn't understand the thoughts in the minds of the top leaders of this empire, maybe he could stand at that height in his lifetime, and then it would be possible to understand the thoughts of such a handful of people who represented the will of the empire.

But at this point, he's a "little soldier", oh no!

And what to do is to wait for the military order, obey the arrangement, revolutionize a brick, and move it where it is needed!

Participate in this battle, and all he can do is pray!

It would be superfluous to pray that he would survive and think about everything else, because no one would give him this time.

"Dark Night..... Night...... Dark Night!"

"In!"

"Why didn't you reply?"

"Distracted!"

"Lao Tzu told you, in the special distraction, next time you will die! There is also the chief shouted, next time you must remember to answer 'Oh', put away your academy, this is Jialan Mountain Pass! It's not your Gaduo Academy, you know?"

An intermediate-rank necromancer roared madly into the night.

"Got it!"

"Did I know what I was asking you about?".

"Whoa!"

"Remember you, scum! I also expect you to remember me, my name is Fan Luntieen, your commander! Your boss! Remember me like your own father, as long as you are in Jialan Mountain Pass for a day, you will be my soldier, I will be your boss, until I die or you die, tell me if you remember?"

Van Luntien roared madly again, staring at a pair of bull's eyes and a big mouth spitting at the night full of spittle.

"Whoa!"

The dark night blushed and roared thickly, at this time I really wanted to tell this thing in my heart that I didn't have a father!

"me over there. ”

"Whoa!"

The night roared again, and walked directly to the small group on the side.

"Chebireji!"

"Whoa!"

........

The dark night looked at his suddenly extra commander, his face was confused, and suddenly a sense of despair rose, this is Jialan Mountain Pass, this is the battlefield, and in the same way, this is the place where the empire will be excited to come as long as it is a man.

He really didn't know where he was going to be assigned next, let alone what fate he would face next.

The six or seven thousand necromancers from Gador Academy were scattered and taken away one by one, and the group of Black Night was about two hundred and thirty or forty people, and the person named was the intermediate necromancer standing in front of him named Fan Luntieen.

When I looked back at the night, Yilai and Chuncao were not there, Tina and Gali Eugene were not there, only one was not very familiar with Chebireji, and the rest of the acquaintances were not there.

"Behave well!"

Malediz appeared suddenly, patted the night on the shoulder, and said.

Looking at the mentor who left without waiting for him to complain, he suddenly felt a little crying without tears.

What is this?

The teacher sent his students to the battlefield, the last entrustment?

The night looked at Malediz with a bewildered expression, and watched his dear mentor walk away with a bewildered expression, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"Don't give me a sad face, like a dead father, tell you, in Jialan Mountain Pass, you people are the happiest people to follow me, if it weren't for Lao Tzu who died more than 200 brothers yesterday, you scum want to follow me Fan Luntieen, you don't have that chance.

Bring me up the fighting spirit, if I see that you have a crying face, and everyone is waiting for twenty sticks!

Remember, it's everyone!"

Fan Luntieen snorted coldly, turned his head and walked towards Žijef, the vice president of the necromancer department of Gador Academy, and then talked for a while.

"Hey, hey, Brother Khebrianji. ”

The night hit him haha, this person is the only person in the group who knows.

"What's the matter with you?"

Chebireji looked at the night, this person "knows", but he didn't expect such a "fate"!

The relationship between the two people, if you want to say bad, it can't be bad, the 299th and 300th classes of Gaduo Academy were just fighting for each other, it's not a holiday, but if you want to say it's good, it's not much better, I don't usually say a few words, it's just that Guanze Xiaoqianjie walked together for a while.

But after experiencing that incident, there are not a few students who have died in the two sessions, even in the big festival.

"Senior, what kind of work do you say academy students like us are usually assigned to?"

"Patrols, reconnaissance eye garrisons, or logistics chores, our Gado Academy is a bit special, and may be arranged to repair artillery and arrow towers, if there are few people, they are more likely to be caught manipulating goblin guns and anti-aircraft arrow towers. ”

As soon as I heard the words of Chebireji in the dark night, my heart suddenly cooled half, just now Fan Luntieen said that his brothers died more than 200 yesterday, and according to Chebireji's words, the latter kind of work he said to manipulate the goblin cannon is not far from ten.

The thought of that strategic goblin cannon in the dark night makes my head feel like it's exploding!

Nothing else, the people killed by that kind of thing are usually proportional to the number of people who kill the manipulators, and the entire empire plays this thing all from Gado Academy, and this kind of discipline is a subject that any mage student of Gador Academy must learn.

A bolt from the blue!

That's how the night feels now.

"To repeat, maybe someone didn't know my name just now, Fan Luntieen!Five-star intermediate rank, graduated from the Imperial Western Intermediate Command Academy, and it can be regarded as an academy with the same reputation as your Gado Academy, so put away your arrogance in front of me.

Twenty-seven years old, ten years in the army, four-level lifelong lord title, so those of you who are waiting for your dead father to inherit the title, don't pretend to be any big garlic here, wait for your group of second ancestors to have a title and talk to me, so you have no right to speak under me, only listen, even if you speak, there is only one word, '喏'!

Also, remember my subordination, the third sub-regiment of the Ninth Strategic Magic Tower of the Combat Readiness Mage Regiment of the Jialan Mountain Pass Permanent Army, and I am the head of the third division of the regiment, the commander of the military rank, brothers like you, I still have more than seven hundred, but yesterday it was still a full number of mage sub-regiments of 1,000 people, my expectation for you is the word 'alive', nothing else!

In repeat, remember my subordination, in Jialan Mountain Pass, that is your home, don't show confused eyes, after you go, you will know how awesome our mage class is in Jialan Mountain Pass, a bunch of front-line mages rush to drill into it and can't get in, you can follow Lao Tzu, thank you God of War!

I'll leave without any doubts and take you home. ”

Fan Luntieen waved his hand, and regardless of whether the group of more than 200 people had any questions, he strode forward.

"Standing Army Combat Readiness" Hearing these words in the dark night, the eyes lit up, these words are too rich in connotation, standing ready means that the military branch they are going to go to is not that kind of large-scale wartime mage regiment, and the word combat readiness means that it is not the front line at all, when adding the Ninth Magic Tower, the breath of the night can be completely relaxed.

Following this commander, he walked to the foot of a towering black tower and went straight into it.

And this tower was one of the ten strategic magic towers that he saw when he first entered the fortress in the dark night, and he was glad for a while, it seemed that the work he was assigned was not related to the goblin cannon.

Absolutely bliss!

But now an old white-bearded old man came to his mind, his mentor Maldez, and it would be a ghost if he could get rid of that old man.

Six or seven thousand necromancers of Gado Academy, there are one hundred and eighty-four people in his class, how can he be assigned to this place alone?

Take care!

The night was now moved to the point of tears by the old man.

There is a saying, how do you say it, a teacher is like a father!

It is estimated that Malediz was afraid that his favorite student would die on the battlefield, so he was assigned to this place.

"Find a vacant position, sit! No more, no less, exactly two hundred and thirty-six people, top the pit of my dead two hundred and thirty-six brothers, the brothers around you know each other, you are from Gadot Academy, there may be graduates of Gadot Academy, but I won't introduce it." ”

Fan Luntien waved his hand at the night and the others.

The night was a little stunned, it was the first time to enter this strategic magic weapon, it was like an empty closed square, but the difference in this square was under your feet.

A low-lying place, just big enough for a person to sit cross-legged, with a shiny tentacle hanging on the ground in front of him, and looking at its transparent appearance, I don't know what it is.

And there were six or seven hundred people who were silent, and perhaps they were the remaining brothers who were still alive as Van Luntieen had mentioned, and they came here to complete this incomplete group of mages.

"Why don't you sit down? Because there have been people dead in that place?

Put away your arrogance, not to mention that you scum are still necromancers, I, Van Luntien, tell you.

Over here!

There have been dead people in every position of the third branch of the Ninth Magic Tower, the history of this tower has been two hundred and twelve years, they are not the first to sit here, there are dead souls under every ass, not only under your ass, but also under my ass The thousand commanders who died are ten away, what do you have to give me squeamishness?"

Crash~~~

Sit down!

Only Van Lentien was left in the tower to reverberate, and there was no other sound, and it was really a falling leaf.

"Damn! repeat, this is Jialan Mountain Pass, the first military fortress of the Empire, not your home, let alone your academy, you scum are not even cannon fodder except for putting them in the magic tower and throwing them to the front line, they are just a piece of! This is the last time, don't make me angry, or I will kick you out of the mountain pass."

If that happens, just wait for your family to look through the suicide note and think about it, there is no one to collect your body!"