Arrows whistling, great axes dull, swords groaning...... On the battlefield of thousands of people, the spirit and spirit are condensed, forming an aura that is difficult to see with the naked eye and invincible. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Fang Haoze's eyes, this aura was very clear: it stretched for thousands of square meters, surrounding dozens of hungry ghosts.

As the saying goes, ants bite elephants to death, and these thousands of people in Yangping City are fighting against dozens of hungry ghosts. Quantitative changes have also produced qualitative changes, and the balance of victory on the battlefield is constantly tilting towards Yangping City.

"Kill!" Fang Hua roared...... "Kill!" The kamikaze member yelled...... "Kill!" Everyone in Yangping City was also roaring......

When collective emotions replaced individual consciousness, the speed at which everyone in Yangping City hunted down hungry ghosts went up to a new level. If it weren't for the insiders, no one would know that this army had only been formed for less than an hour, and it had won the battle.

In a quarter of an hour, dozens of hungry ghosts turned to ashes with a terrible cry, turning into flickering true spirits in Fang Haoze's eyes, and floated into the sky. The consciousness of the space happily accepted these true spirits, reciprocated in the law, and silently repaired the space.

When the battle situation calmed down, Fang Haoze looked at everyone with satisfaction, and with a wave of his right hand, a divine power was released, turning into a colorful waterfall in mid-air and spilling on everyone's bodies. Fortunately, in the first match, no one died, and a small number of injured people recovered quickly in Fang Haoze's divine power.

"The whole team rests!" Fang Hua beckoned, and the kamikaze team members immediately commanded their soldiers, and the formation was not chaotic, and they sat down on the spot. At the same time, the members of the kamikaze team who are responsible for statistics also take their subordinates to count the statistics and calculate the exploits of everyone who participated in the battle.

On the battlefield, you have to fight desperately. But after war, rewards and punishments need to be clear. If scientific incentives cannot be established, this newly established army will inevitably face the end of being exhausted in one blow, then declining, and then exhausted.

Soon, the data was counted: a total of 58 hungry ghosts, setting a new record for hunting hungry ghosts in Yangping City, which was an excellent start and half the success. The rest of the military merit calculations were also quickly counted and summarized to Fang Hua. In the end, these data will be handed over to Fang Haoze for inspection after entering the city tonight.

No one fought for merit and concealed the report, not to mention that Fang Haoze stood in the air and took all the battle in his eyes. And there is not much point in competing for merit, the points of military merit will not make everyone open up the gap of a divine power fruit. Fang Haoze had already explained to everyone in advance that there would be a shortage of materials, because his divine power could not afford so much consumption, unless everyone could be promoted in battle.

The townsfolk were taught that the more heroes there were, the more supplies they would have. There is some kind of mysterious agreement in this, which only Fang Haoze, who is standing in the air, knows. A hero, such as Fang Hua, can harvest the power of incense from him every day, and it is estimated that he has 0.5 divine power a day. It's not much, but it can smooth out the divine power that he feeds him.

If a few hundred people in this team were promoted to the third order, then Fang Haoze's current situation of serious imbalance in the income and expenditure of his divine power would be greatly alleviated.

Hanging in mid-air, Fang Haoze was looking forward to a better future in his heart. The combat unit below was still resting in place, and some of the city's citizens who had entered the battlefield for the first time also showed smiling faces and felt the joy of victory.

On this piece of empty wilderness of several thousand square meters, another team is also working its own battlefield: this is a logistics team of more than 500 people, led by Fang Haoze's chief civil officer, who seems to be middle-aged Fang Hetian.

The civil official had rarely set foot in the wilderness before, and even in the midst of a large army, he had a fear of hungry ghosts. But when he stood in the wilderness and settled down to carry out the logistics work, he played a great role.

Because of his family background, he has a macroscopic grasp of the wilderness, and even knows the layout of the wilderness outside the city very well, and can accurately point out the production of a certain wasteland thousands of years ago.

"This is it!" Fang Hetian led everyone around the thousands of flat areas in the wilderness, and finally stopped in one place, bent down and dug on the ground. In a short time, a huge plant fruit was dug up, the size of two palms of an adult.

Unlike the food that Fang Haoze's divine power manifested, the energy of the food derived from this space itself can be estimated according to its size. Such a large piece of fruit could basically meet the energy needs of twenty people, which was equivalent to saving ten divine power for Fang Haoze.

This time, Fang Haoze, who had been watching the situation, was also very happy. He couldn't imagine that there were still so many products in this space, in fact, this was normal, after all, thousands of people could still survive for so many years, if it weren't for the fact that there was still some food in the space, these people would have all been extinct long ago.

It seems that the decision to form a logistics team was too right. Originally, this was just Fang Haoze's temporary idea, but who knew that the final effect would be so significant.

With Fang Hetian's command, after a while, this wilderness had already been scavenged, and the total amount of food collected was nearly fifty divine power points. But presumably, this wilderness will not produce any more anytime soon. But a few months is still acceptable for Yangping City.

Fang Haoze even calculated, on the one hand, some people continue to promote third-order heroes, and on the other hand, there are some gains from food exploration in each battle, between one plus and one subtraction, a lot of divine power can be saved in the long run.

Seeing Fang Hetian counting his income with satisfaction, and glancing at the wilderness in front of him with a little dismay, Fang Haoze couldn't help but smile. This civil official is really a bit special, he is another talent in his hands besides Fang Hua, and he should be able to dig more value from him.

Just like that, Fang Hua estimated that the repair of the combat unit was almost over. So he ordered everyone to stand up again, and to organize the formation and attack again.

Slowly descending, he decided to give some encouragement to the people in the city, after all, the victory in the first battle was exciting news.

"Warriors, I rejoice. You have proved yourself with your actions, this war has been won beautifully, and I will continue to stand by everyone's side. Fang Haoze smiled.

The people of the city also shouted excitedly, and raised their weapons in their hands, looking very happy. Among them, the vast majority of them fought against the hungry ghosts for the first time, and they also won the victory.

"Let's go...... Fang Haoze flew into the air again, hanging above everyone, poking out the thread of divine power to search for the nearby hungry ghost team.

"On the right, there was a team of thirty or forty hungry ghosts. No, there is a Shura in this. Fang Haoze suddenly saw that there were only thirty or forty hungry ghosts in this team, and he saw one Shura from inside.

This Shura is an advanced level of the hungry ghost, and its strength is higher, and it is a new test for the combat units in the city. "It's better to let them meet for a while, and after Shura dies, there will be a karmic fire, which is also a harvest for me. ”

Thinking like this, Fang Haoze arrogantly issued an order to the people in Yangping City below: "Advance on the right, and in two or three quarters of an hour, there will be the next wave of enemies." ”