Most of the things in the world exist in two ways. One is the easier way to succeed, and the other is the more refreshing one. For example, in the same war, it is easier to succeed in weakening the enemy as much as possible and then fighting a decisive battle after gaining an advantage;

In reality, the vast majority of people will choose the easier way to succeed, because everyone is not willing to accept the loss of failure. But if you can bear this loss, people will often tend to the latter - more boring, directly reckless him, how happy!

Although Wang Tuhao and several other self-proclaimed resourceful people repeatedly emphasized the benefits of luring the enemy into the plan, in the end the pro-panda prevailed.

Probably more than 120 of the 120 people who participated in the battle voted to support the Panda's "just go over and go recklessly."

So how many support the plan to lure the enemy in? Forget it, the numbers hurt a little to say......

For this group of guys who even have muscles in their brains, suspected chili sauce or two-pot heads flowing in their blood vessels, and don't care about anything when they get excited, Wang Tuhao and Sanyu also have a headache. Fortunately, after so many years, it hurts, it hurts, and they have become accustomed to it, and after a relatively bitter smile, they began to improve the panda's plan and strive to improve the success rate.

In Panda's view, this is completely due to too much brain and too much energy, and he wants to find something to pass the time.

Where do you need to perfect the tactics of the reckless wave? Directly kill the enemy and cut the enemy to escape or rush into the street, won't it be solved!

For so many years, players who "recklessly crossed the earth" have done this, and compared to those guilds that carefully deliberate their tactics and plans, it is their accustomed style to just face a wave.

There is a saying that "what is suitable is the best", and the practices of other guilds are not necessarily bad, but they are certainly not suitable for them.

The traversers were very efficient, and that night, everyone gathered one after another, and before dawn, a team of more than 150 people had already assembled.

Unlike the last time Pratt's wedding, this time the "Battle of Tara Khan" (assuming it can be called that) has a smaller number of travelers participating in the "event". Some people from the homecoming faction said that they were not interested in winning the battle and might as well hurry up and farm monsters, while some people from the homecoming faction said that cultural people don't do anything about fighting and killing - given their rank, no one expects them to be able to play a role in this.

At present, the lowest-ranking among the traversers, excluding the bald pig who almost never goes out to level up and seems to have a tendency to melt on the library floor, the second lowest is already in the early thirties. This level is not low, and it is not impossible to play a role in the battle in front of them, but they insist on calling themselves cultural people, and also say that "The Silent Crown" will not be completed soon, and they need to take a break for a while to conceive a new book.

God knows why a robber is a writer at the top professional "murderer" - anyway, people in this world are absolutely impossible to understand.

After a good night's rest, the traversers crossed a distance of nearly 1,000 miles with the help of human cannons and concentrated in the camp temporarily established by Locke and others. This camp was originally the manor of a Trera noble, who colluded with the Thracians to be the leader of the way, and was discovered by the traversers. Although Locke had promised Anthony that he would no longer engage in public trials of evil lords, even Anthony did not intend to say a single word of kindness to traitors for him.

Locke's methods have improved a lot compared to a few years ago, he did not kill this traitor directly, but locked the lord's family and their butlers and other cronies in the basement, tied them up like rice dumplings one by one, and sent a few powerful subordinates to guard them to ensure that they could not escape.

Panda was a little curious and asked what was going on, and Locke replied: "It's easy to kill people, but it's not so simple to let them die as well as they deserve and maximize the value of that life - life is the most precious resource, even if you want to kill them, you have to let them play a role." ”

That sounds like the tone of a villain. ”

"There's no way, what I'm going to do is already a villain and a demon king. ”

Panda went to the basement to visit the traitorous lord, and found that this guy was almost as he imagined - fat, fat, sweaty, with a small nose and eyes, and he knew at a glance that he was not a good person.

Incredibly, among the few people who were tied up and locked in the basement, the fattest person was not this lord, but his daughter, a fat girl with a panda estimated to be at least three hundred pounds.

"Damn! It's still a human being, it's a ball!" he couldn't help but sigh.

"Every drop of oil on their bodies is the condensation of the blood and sweat of the people of the territory. "The one in charge of leading the team to take care of these prisoners is none other than Locke's personal disciple, a young girl who is shrouded in the aura of necromancy, with a pale face and soul fire dancing in her eyes. She looked coldly at the guys who were tied up and chirping, their faces were full of undisguised malice and murderous intent, although the distance was quite far away, and the basement was still warm, but just her gaze made those people tremble, and they didn't dare to say a word.

The panda didn't say much to her, he could see that the little girl was murderous in her heart, as long as she found a little trigger, she might have a seizure, of course, it would not stimulate her.

He just went to Locke privately and reminded him of it.

"Her whole family had starved to death because of the tyranny of her lord, and her heart was full of resentment, which was not so easy to eliminate. Locke sighed, "I'm not a virtuous monk, I can resolve resentment - panda, you are a fool of the rivers and lakes, will it be the kind of kung fu that makes people die and resurrect once, and then they can be enlightened?"

The panda was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is there that kind of kung fu in the world?"

"The sweeping monk in "Dragon Babu" has done this, it won't be Lao Jin's nonsense. ”

“...... I think he's, anyway, I've never heard of such kung fu in the world. ”

"It's a pity! She has died and lived more than once in the past few years, but the resentment in her heart has not weakened at all, but is more concentrated on the noble lord - I am not against the resentful lord, but she is young, she should not have so much resentment, and there are many beautiful things in life!"

Locke said, sighing deeply, looking a little anxious about being a parent.

Panda smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, time can kill everything." In another ten or twenty years, she will definitely not be so extreme. ”

"That's too long!"

"If I'm not mistaken, she's a necromancer, an undead soul can live for a long, long time, ten or twenty years, what's it?"