"Great Chief, let's get started." When the priest had finished speaking, he stepped aside.

Sal looked at Kent's flickering figure and asked directly, "Kent, how did you die?" What about the others? ”

Hearing Thrall's words, Kent's expression was slightly bitter, and he replied, "An undead stronghold suddenly appeared near the tribe, and they destroyed the tribe, and all the members were killed in battle, and none of them were spared. ”

Wow!

All the orc high-level below instantly became chaotic.

The undead camp has always been mysterious and weird.

They rarely appear in areas where living beings gather, and each time they appear, they bring panic and chaos.

The Fireblade tribe of Kent has also developed in that area for several years, but no undead stronghold has been found.

Why did an undead stronghold suddenly appear?

"What is the strength of the other party, and how many people are there?" Sal continued.

"The enemy is only the size of a village, and there are no hero units in charge, but the number of troops is hundreds of thousands, all low-level troops." Kent continued to answer.

But the figure on the altar had already begun to shake violently, and it was obvious that it couldn't hold on for long.

"The size of the village, how can there be so many troops?" Sal doesn't feel right, and even suspects that Kent might have read it wrong, or that his memory is messed up.

"Indeed, these are what I have seen with my own eyes, the lord of the other party is still a human, I doubt that he can possess the treasures of the undead clan, so that he can manipulate so many undead soldiers, I ......."

Kent wanted to continue, but in the next second, his condensed soul was directly shattered.

It turns into a point of light and slowly disappears.

"Great Chief, the time is up." The priest said.

Sal nodded, but his mind was thinking about what Kent had said.

He didn't feel the slightest bit of grief at the death of Kent and tens of thousands of orcs.

War and death are the norm for the orcs, and they happen every day.

The only thing he regrets is his support for the Kent territory in recent years.

Who would have thought that a group of undead who suddenly appeared would shatter so many years of dedication.

While secretly annoyed in his heart, he also recalled Kent's last words, the other party may have a treasure of the undead in his hands.

This piqued his interest.

If the other party really has any treasure in his hand, it is not in his own pocket.

The Skull Crushers are not the same as the Fireblade Tribe.

The Cold Wind Tribe has already been conquered, and there are many soldiers and horses at their disposal.

Destroying a village with only low-tier classes is a breeze.

And Thrall himself is a purple 9th order hero, which is incomparable to Kent.

"Someone."

Immediately, an orc stepped forward, "Great Chief." ”

"Ann waits, go to the Fireblade Tribe, find out the location of the undead village, and bring me all the information. Sal exclaimed.

"Yes." The orc received the order and quickly left to arrange the manpower.

Sal strode back, feeling much better.

If what Kent said was true, a weak human possessed a treasure that could manipulate tens of thousands of undead.

As long as he sends troops to destroy it and get this treasure.

The strength of the tribe will be greatly improved.

As for the fight, Sal was not worried at all.

What kind of defense can a village-level building have?

He was absolutely confident that he could easily destroy the village and get the treasure in the hands of the other party.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Sunlight shines through the windows, illuminating the room.

Fang Hao rubbed his eyes, stretched, and turned over to get out of bed.

It's a new day.

I got dressed and walked out of the room slowly.

"Good morning, master." Yi'er was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, and when she saw Fang Hao coming down, she showed a smile.

In the past few days, Yi'er has become more and more cheerful.

Occasionally, he also told Fang Hao about the things of the tribe and the life of the orc clan.

"Morning!" Fang Hao waved his hand.

Get out of the hut and scoop some water out of the barrel and wash up.

After the cabin was upgraded to level 4, there was an extra kitchen.

I don't know if there will be a toilet with water or something in the future.

After washing up, Yi'er also brought breakfast.

Vegetable broth, and a fruit platter.

In the current situation, Fang Hao can be said to be alone, and he lives two lives with other lords.

Yi'er took a piece of fruit and sent it to Fang Hao's mouth.

Fang Hao opened his mouth to chew, his mouth full of sweetness and wine.

"There is some sweet wine on the fruit, how does the owner feel about the taste?" Yi'er squatted to the side, staring at Fang Hao with wide eyes.

Yi'er was still wearing a shabby linen jacket with a loose collar that could be seen with a proud bust.

Hip-length shorts tightly wrap around the buttocks, making the fair thighs full of flesh.

This also makes it difficult for people to eat at ease.

"Master? Does it taste bad? Seeing that Fang Hao didn't speak, Yi'er immediately asked.

Ahem!

"It tastes good, it's good." Fang Hao praised.

The taste is really good, and the fruit contains a wine aroma.

"Hee-hee, that's good." Yi'er smiled happily and inserted another piece, "Master try this again." ”

After breakfast, Yi'er cleaned up the dishes, and Fang Hao continued to busy his own affairs.

He has important things to do today.

Take a look around the territory and see where you need to do it yourself.

Passing by the Organ Museum, the door is still open, but Nelson is nowhere to be seen.

Ever since Nelson told himself that he could make a skeleton hero, he hasn't come out.

It seems that the production of the skeleton body is not as simple as imagined.

The skeleton transformation field is still transforming orc corpses day and night, and a large number of orcs have been transformed into orc skeletons and entered the army of the undead.

Especially the transformed wolves, many of them were arranged by Fang Hao to Yin Wind Fort to transport goods.

Fang Hao walked around the territory and found that there was no place where he needed to operate it himself.

After returning to the lord's cabin, he explained to Yi'er, and then lay down on the bed to perform his divine presence.

[God Presence Target, Skeleton Scout, 65% Fit.] 】

Cast a fit and God descends on a skeleton scout.

It should be the relationship between drinking the magic inspiration potion, and his fit has increased from 50% to 65%.

During the continuous devotion, the consumption of mental power will be reduced.

The task I set for myself today is to explore the [Abandoned Mine] of the Intelligence Map.

He did not intend to rush with the infantry, but with the cavalry, and first made a preliminary test.

Follow the signs on the map.

The location of the abandoned mine is on the north side of the territory, which is not too close.

Determine the direction and location.

"All the cavalry follow me." Fang Hao greeted and set off towards the abandoned mine cave in the north with 101 skeleton scouts.

Through the woods, over the depression.

Gradually approaching the location of the mine.

Just as Fang Hao stopped his horse to reconfirm his position, there was a sudden sound of fighting and angry roars in front of him.

"Someone fighting?" Fang Hao frowned slightly.

And the location of the sound of the fight also happened to block his way forward.

"Let's go, let's see."

The cavalry approached quickly, and finally saw the target of the battle.

It was a ten-man team of pig-headed men, sword in hand, looking nervous.

Their enemies, on the other hand, are even more cautious.

A herd of rotting animals with sunken heads, surrounded the pig-headed people in the middle, and are attacking.

"Holy! Busan ....... ”