One of the leaders of the Vanguard Standing beside the Magic Catapult Archer Amy Virgo slowly raised his head, revealing a pale and handsome face under a long hooded robe, the bone shoulder pads and the mist that swirled around his fingertips hinted at his extraordinary status. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe 70-year-old Blood Baron can be called outstanding, and by adding the title exclusive to Necromancer in front of the title, you can replace the outstanding with a genius.

Baron Yuri Soul Dementor Vladimir puts down the blood-filled glass in his family's traditional hand and uses a more mysterious power as his weapon - the soul, especially the soul full of resentment, anger and other strong negative emotions.

After a moment of silence, the Blood Baron pursed his purple lips into a line and spat out nonchalant comfort: "Don't worry, Mr. Amy, as long as we don't provoke the legendary mage who stays in Riverrun, knock the knight collars on the periphery, loot all kinds of supplies, weaken the opponent and strengthen our own strength." As long as the pre-decided attack strategy is carried out and the time continues to be delayed, no matter how strong the opponent is, he can only hate it on the spot. If the realm loses its own grain source, it will be reduced to fish on the chopping block of grain merchants supported by the nobles of the North. ”

The Demon Catapult sneered, "Things may not be as rosy as you imagined!, I'm sure that as long as the situation is corrupted to a certain extent, the legendary mage who has terrifying strength to kill the clone of the demon gods of the lower realms will personally come over and hunt us down." Once all scruples have been abandoned, who can suppress the anger of this legendary mage?"

Baron Yuri Dementor Vladimir wants to say that he is enough alone, but strategically despising his opponent is a matter of mentality, and tactically underestimating the legendary mage is purely a problem with his brain.

Amy Virgo looked sideways at the silent High Bloodline, "You can't even tell if you're confident, I'm really starting to worry about our future." ”

Baron Yuri Soul Dementor Vladimir thought about it carefully, "This is the end of today's itinerary, have a good night's rest, and tomorrow morning lead the team to the nearest Thorn Ridge, and capture this small stone castle built on the mountain before the knights who have divided the feudal place do not light the beacon fire, which can be regarded as a blood gift for our operation sacrifice flag." ”

The magic catapult shooter couldn't help but remind: "According to the intelligence, the knights stationed at Thorn Ridge are from the courageous hands of the Tyrese Family War Academy, although they are not the backbone of the Ice River Legion, they are also senior knights of the second-line reserve corps, and they are good at defending various positions, so I am afraid this battle will not be as easy as expected." ”

Baron Yuri Dementor Vladimir smiled disappreciatively: "In the past, if I could taste the warrior blood of the Tyrese family, I would definitely go crazy, but now I just want to tear him apart immediately." No matter how strong a knight is, he is an ordinary person, who can resist my soul lamp?"

Amy Virgo furrowed her eyebrows and couldn't help but move away from the "kind".

As soon as Baron Yuri Soul Dementor Vladimir finished speaking, a blue-gray phosphorescent light appeared in his right hand out of thin air, and the palm-sized magic array instantly bloomed, and after spiraling and turning, four phalange-like things slowly stretched out, grabbing the cyan phosphorescent light cluster while the phalanges were butt butt together, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a strange-shaped lamp, and the invisible force field captured the souls of mortals, just like its evil name.

The magic catapult shooter did not calm down until he stood ten steps away from his ally: "I must calmly give an objective evaluation, your soul lamp is not immune to me and I am in a trance, if you were an ordinary person, it is estimated that you would have been killed by your soul long ago." ”

Baron Yuri Dementor Vladimir then withdrew his weapon of fame, "Mr. Amy, what you like most about you is honesty. Strange, how could the Virgo family raise someone like you?"

Speaking of his own family, the extremely loyal magic bullet shooter couldn't help it, and replied unconvinced: "Your Excellency Yuri, many people who have come into contact with you have warned me that you are different. At first, I didn't understand, but now I finally know, how could the Vladimir family have an alternative like you, abandoning the traditional blood power, but choosing to cultivate the dirty and obscure Book of the Dead. ”

Baron Yuri Dementor Vladimir was a little angry, but a smile appeared on his face: "Do you want to know why?"

Magic Bullet Shooter Emmy Virgo shook his head slightly: "No, the twenty-third precept of the family, to maintain curiosity about strange things and never show curiosity. As for your secret, it is estimated that only the dead lying in the cemetery will know, and I want to live a few more years, so you can spare me. ”

Seeing that this person was soft, even though it was a verbal plea for mercy, Baron Yuri Soul Dementor Vladimir was already happy, after all, the strength of the other party was also the best in entering the transcendent class, otherwise he would not have served as the commander of the vanguard army.

At the same time, slave hunters from all over the world were relatively mediocre due to their lack of strength, and they set up makeshift camps far away from the two terrifying chieftains.

The jungle was full of dead branches crushed by snow, and when the snow melted, it became damp and soaked in water, and when it was ignited with dead grass and fallen leaves, a large amount of pungent smoke came out.

The forward army of nearly 500 men was divided into five main camps, which were again subdivided into ten tents, and over the long march, these strangers gradually developed a team understanding, but at most it was to the extent of nodding and saying hello.

The cool night breeze blew away the gray-blue smoke, and the slave hunters, who had various special channels, did not want to go back to their tents to sleep immediately after the meal, so they gathered around the roaring campfire, exchanging information about each other.

"Did you hear that?The Blood Fury Mercenary Regiment handed over all the slaves on hand to Riverrun, not only in exchange for five thousand gold coins, but also two self-sufficient manor lords, this deal is a good deal no matter how you look at it, if we also ......"

"Don't be foolish, Riverrun doesn't have that much money at all, and their liquidity is all invested in the ashes gambling game, betting that they will win. The manor territory of the Blood Fury Mercenary Regiment is bought with money, and only Riverrun, who doesn't know anything, will sell the heirloom territory at a low price. ”

"You know what? The money for the Ashes Gamble is the Lord of Riverrun, the ...... Your Excellency who can't be named is a gamble under your own pocket. The Blood Fury Mercenary Group lost miserably, and the hundreds of slaves only got two wastelands with nothing but grass, and they were separated by a mountain, and no amount of money was thrown into it, and no results could be seen. ”

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As the commander of the vanguard army, Amy Virgo, the magic projectile shooter, patrols the camp at night, and hears a lot of gossip that he doesn't even know about, and follows him, Baron Yuri the Dementor Vladimir, only to learn that the lord of Riverrun is also involved in the Ashes gamble, and he is very arrogant to bet that he will win the final victory.

"Mr. Amy, your subordinates are spreading rumors that affect the morale and morale of the army, aren't you going to deal with it?"

"Your Excellency, we all have to see the reality clearly, this improvised motley army, when victorious, will scramble for credit and loot, and when defeated, it will pass the buck to each other, and pride itself on fleeing the battlefield faster than its partners. Why should we bother with some inconspicuous rumors about the truth?"

"If I continue like this, maybe tomorrow I will hit the ground in Thorn Ridge, and I will also suffer the first fiasco in my life!"

Speaking of which, Baron Yuri Soul Dementor Vladimir clenched his fists, and an unwilling emotion accumulated deep in his chest, to the point of not vomiting unpleasantly.

"The people who decide the outcome of the battle, you and I are enough, and the others are just sent to death...... Oh, I shouldn't say that, I should say that the brave men will open the door to victory for us. ”

Baron Yuri Soul Dementor Vladimir couldn't help but roll his eyes at his partner: "Hypocrisy! I like your current character more than honesty, like a veteran aristocrat, cheeky and not afraid of any accusations, and from what I just said, I can tell that your heart is also as black as cold iron. ”

"Aren't you the same?

Baron Yuri the Dementor Vladimir was momentarily stunned, and then laughed insolently. The fierce wind blew away his laughter, and the melodies of the night lingering in the jungle in early spring swept away the uneasiness that permeated the campsite.

As the night passed quietly, a black shadow shaped like a crow passed through the forest, and the moment it approached the campsite, small electric sparks suddenly burst out.

With a bang, the paralyzing current passed through the body, and the black shadow saw that the situation was not good, shook off a few gray crow feathers, and quickly left the same way.

The next day, one of the veteran hunters in charge of setting the trap took a look at the previous night's harvest, picked up a feather with a blackened edge, and looked thoughtfully at the dense jungle.

Everyone had breakfast in silence, and the commander gave the order to capture the nearest Thorn Ridge, a simple stone fort garrisoned by knights, although he was prepared, but when it was his turn, they were worried about their lives.

Later, the Magic Bullet Shooter Amy Virgo beckoned everyone to gather and allowed them to plunder after winning the battle, and morale increased slightly.

However, when the vanguard army reached the foot of Thorn Ridge two hours later, most of the people were discouraged by the dazzling morning sun light.

Back attack, sunshine punishment, these are the tactical disadvantages of the attacking team's forward army, ten percent of the strength may not be able to play fifty percent, and it must not be messed up like this.

The results of the Virgo family's training were reflected at this time, and Amy Virgo, as the commander, took the opportunity to change the order: "Assemble a small trebuchet first, prepare the necessary ammunition for siege weapons on the spot, and then attack after lunch, when the sun will become our help." Our time advantage will negate the opponent's geographical advantage!"

The Magic Catapult Archer immediately won the hearts of the Vanguard, and when they learned that they didn't have to go up to die, everyone praised Commander Amy Virgo.

At the same time, in the Iguana Fort of Thorn Ridge, the stationed knight Sheehan looked indifferent and discussed countermeasures with the two knights who arrived the day before yesterday. Later, ten pigeons carrying secret letters were released by the knight's attendants, and although the falcons were killed, only two were lost.

"Fly, fly to Rushing City as soon as possible, the enemy is menacing, the number is more than imagined, but I dare not attack timidly, this is an opportunity to be annihilated in one fell swoop!"

The garrison knight retracted his gaze and looked down at the pests that were cutting down the forest at the foot of Thorn Ridge Mountain, "The city is just seeing my ability!