"It's miserable."

Looking at the tragic situation of these players, Harty was in a happy mood and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Luckily, she didn't have to go to war.

"Here ——!!! come"

I don't know which player shouted, and the players who were originally resting instantly rose up, carrying their weapons, and quickly formed a team to rush towards those monsters.

The average player team consists of two outputs, a T, a milk and a mage.

The effect of such a team is not bad.

At such times, mages and nurses are more popular, but the number of them is still scarce.

The Assassin profession was a bit unpopular.

Those monsters, like waves, are endless.

Assassins are better at assassination, stealth, and shady,......

It is still not appropriate to involve them in such a war.

Especially when the players haven't practiced at home.

"Kazkaz is up there!"

Hattie glanced at the monster tide and was so frightened that he immediately hid behind the mercenaries.

"Hurry up, where is the desolate fog, hurry up and receive the scroll!!"

I saw that the trees of the Elephant Spring Forest were trampled flat by those monsters, and they became one with the soil.

Without the shelter of trees, Harty can see the horror of the monster tide more intuitively.

The monster tide is like a zombie attacking a city, densely packed, all crowded together, without a single gap.

The voracious appetite in their eyes drove them fearlessly towards the defensive line.

The impenetrable tide of monsters makes people breathless just by looking at it.

It makes people despair.

However, this can only affect people like Hatty.

For the warriors and players of the Legion, these monsters are both despair and hope at the same time.

Even if their companions fall one by one, they will continue to rush forward.

Not everyone is like Jiang Yu, an orphan, and no one close to him.

As long as people have weaknesses, they are easy to control.

Players, even for the sake of their families in the territory, must stop the tide of these monsters.

If they retreat, what will happen to the powerless family members in the territory?

Don't look at them giggling, it's like playing a game.

In fact, they are all afraid of death.

Who is not afraid of death?

There is no other way.

Even if she goes to other territories, in Jiang Yu's territory, at least she will treat them as human beings.

Not tools or livestock.

Hati could escape, but they couldn't.

"Rush, ——!!"

"For the ——! of the homeland"

"For the ——! of the Tribe"

"For the ——!! of the Alliance"

"Hahaha—there are no tribes or alliances here."

"Then to live tomorrow - rush, ——!!"

Even at this time, the players are still rejoicing in their suffering, trying to eliminate the fear in their hearts and the shadow of death.

"The old lady won't be defeated by a bunch of brutes!!"

With their arrogant laughter, a new round of attack was launched.

As the commander of the legion, Frost Fog rushed to the front line, and he was extremely brave.

is a little more brutal than the violent flame next to him.

This monster tide, Storm Flame, Little Skeleton Witch Order and Skeleton Army, all on the side of the Wild Mist.

After all, the strength of the Frosty Legion was a little weaker, and Huo Mi'er could only try to make up for the shortcomings on their side.

Little Skeleton Witch Order, no, it's not a small skeleton anymore, it's a big skeleton.

Tall skeletal shelves, greenish-purple soul fires are burning.

The heavy sword in his hand is constantly swinging, and with each blow, a monster will be harvested.

The horn of war sounded, and all the priests who burned the lamps formed a phalanx, their eyes resolute.

The ethereal song of the prayer woman sounded, and the sound was like weeping, and the weeping was bloody.

Magic and war flew, the roar of the creatures resounded through the wilderness, and the healing light lit up the gloomy and dark sky.

Blood stains the earth.

Bones everywhere.

Fearless monsters, brave warriors, and countless lives make up the epic war that the bard celebrates.

The mercenaries who escorted Hattie couldn't help but be moved, even if their hearts had long been tempered.

Maybe it's thinking of myself and my relatives back home.

They sincerely hope that this territory can withstand this monster tide.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"What are you looking at, what are those useless people, singing so badly, it's not that they lost."

Hatty, who had finally handed over the hot potato, immediately urged the mercenaries to leave.

For the scenes staged on the defense line, her hard heart did not have the slightest wave.

On the contrary, I feel bad luck with the singing of the prayer girls.

Although this is their means.

But it's quite a bad thing.

However, the players and warriors on the battlefield were not affected at all, and only Harty was chattering alone.

No wonder people are put in sacks every day.

The mercenaries looked at each other, and even they wanted to beat up the guy.

It's too bad.

"Hurry up!!"

Hattie urged.

The mercenaries shrugged their shoulders, forget it, it's none of their business.

Let's go.

Hatty fled the line.

She was accompanied by a team transporting the body.

War is always accompanied by blood.

Casualties are inevitable.

The bodies were transported back to the Territory's cemetery, which was on the edge of the Nine Domains.

It's full of well-built graves with rare prices.

It's the drawing that Jiang Yu first typed,

Use them to bury these corpses, and maybe one day, form an army of the undead.

The cemetery has a special caretaker, as well as a master who carves tombstones.

Because of the rich dark element, a small number of geists have been born in the cemetery.

Slowly nourish, and a new class may appear in the territory.

"Lord Hatty, no, Lord Ash's lair of lord-level monsters has suddenly appeared."

"Lord Huomi'er, you will immediately go to the workshop to fetch a batch of supplies to support."

“……”

Hattie, who had just come back and hadn't taken a sip of water, almost crushed the glass.

Support support, they are not afraid to sacrifice her for support!!

Huo Mi'er's cub was deliberate!!

Ahh——!!hhh

Hattie went straight to the spot, scolding and jumping, scaring the slaves a lot.

Huo Mi'er is on purpose.

She's upset with Hatty, it's a clear thing.

Let her just send military supplies, and don't you send a team of mercenaries to follow?

"Jiang Yu—"

Hattie gritted her teeth, if it weren't for this slut calculating her.

How could she be so miserable now!

There is a debtor and a debtor, and the culprit is the damned Jiang Yu!!

However, Hattie really can't do anything about her now.

If something happens and the territory is flattened by the monster tide, Jiang Yu will definitely crush her soul as soon as possible.

Hattie hung her head in frustration and wilted and led the people to the workshop.

It's so miserable for her, bastard Jiang Yu!!

"Ahh

Jiang Yu, who was far away in the secluded forest, suddenly sneezed, and the solemn atmosphere was dispelled at once.

(End of chapter)