"Boom-"

Before Horace's long knife fell, he was hit in the back by a burning meteorite and threw it out fiercely, but the whole person was unconscious.

Ramsden almost died again, gasping for air.

"Cousin! Why don't you believe me, how can I be a spy! Ramsden roared, but the other man lay motionless on the ground.

Ramsden tried to wake Horace up, but he hesitated again.

Horace had always been very conceited and self-righteous, and now he is the commander-in-chief.

The army was ambushed, and Horace would not listen to him.

Ramsden's gaze couldn't help but fall on the long knife on the ground, and he slowly reached out and grabbed the long knife.

"Gah-"

Two skeletal griffons leaped out and stood in front of Horace, opening their jaws and hissing.

Ramsden's courage was immediately exhausted, and he was a little helpless in his grip on the long knife.

And the two skeletal griffons were still staring at him unkindly.

Ramsden sat feebly on the ground, staring at everything in front of him.

Large swaths of trees were charred, and countless cobweb-like crevices appeared in the earth under the heat, and the embers of the trees were still burning, and large clouds of green smoke rose up.

While Ramsden was horrified by the power of this terror, he also wanted to find out what he had encountered.

His gaze moved upwards, and then he saw towers of all sizes on the steep hills.

Dozens of towers, like sharp thorns, pierced the sky.

But these towers were different from the arrow towers or watchtowers he had seen before.

These towers are noticeably taller and more ornate.

The most numerous of them are the crimson towers that entrench the dragon, with its wings spread out, its mouth wide open, and the red gems that slowly rotate inside. There are still countless runes on the tower, and a powerful and mysterious aura is blowing in the face.

And the rest are towers entangled in thunder, towers shrouded in poisonous mist, each with a different brilliance.

These are all high-level arrow towers!

Ramsden instantly felt his scalp tingle, and the other party was simply crazy, and he had built so many high-level arrow towers in the wild.

The cost of this is enormous.

Ramsden didn't take into account that Lu Yuan was using a portable territory core, which was too rare.

If you want to build buildings outside of your territory, you will use building scrolls.

This kind of building-specific scroll can quickly build a specific building, but the price is also extremely expensive, and ordinary lords are completely unaffordable.

The mountain in front of them was not very tall, but it was like a moat in front of them.

It's definitely not easy to break through those high-level arrow towers.

Almost instantly, Ramsden had the idea of running away.

It was he who brought Horace and the troops to this desperate path, and when Horace woke up, he would definitely not let him go easily.

Thinking of this, Ramsden immediately got up and ran down the hill as fast as he could.

But before he had run a few steps, he heard the sound of leaves plucking overhead, and he was hit in the back with a huge force, and the whole person flew out.

Then he was crushed to the ground by a pair of claws, which pierced through his skin, and blood slowly spilled out.

Ramsden was pinned to the ground, unable to struggle at all, his mouth and nose covered with dirt and rotting leaves.

A large, gray-skinned jackal held Ramsden to its feet, its mane erected like a sword, its head flanked by curved horns, and bat-like wings. Foul-smelling heat erupted from its bloody mouth, and Ramsden could feel that the creature was trying to bite off his neck.

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't.

On the jackal's back was Willard, the leader of the werewolves in armor, who held his long curved knife against Ramsden's neck.

Voices sounded in the forest again, and the leader of the ogre, riding a huge rhinoceros, and the leader of the werewolves, riding a black tombwing bat, also arrived one after another.

"Damn the undead cubs! I'm going to cut off your head! ”

The werewolf leader Willard's long knife was about to fall, but two white shadows suddenly flickered and slapped on the long knife, but it shifted direction,

Willard turned his head in exasperation, "Horace! You even protect him, could it be that this trap was set up by your undead clan? ”

"It's not impossible, if the undead destroy us, we can enjoy the benefits alone." The orc leader said gloomily.

"Shred him!" The ogre leader carried a mace, his tongue sticking out of his fat lips.

Ramsden also subconsciously turned his head.

Horace stood in the middle of the woodland, the moonlight shining on his somewhat embarrassed figure, and behind him there were countless undead gathered, and the pale bones formed a white sea in the night.

"Ramsden is at least a member of the Bone Fire Family, what qualifications do you have to move him?" Horace spoke coldly.

Ramsden's eyes were moist, he had never felt that his cousin was so majestic.

But then Ramsden heard him.

"Bring Ramsden down, and if he is found to be a spy, he will be hanged in the family sanctuary!"

Immediately, several skeleton warriors stepped forward and grabbed Ramsden.

He didn't dare to resist.

Bring back the family, and he may still survive.

But if he resists, the three guys on the other side will definitely not recommend helping to give him a ride, and it will be very simple to choose.

Ramsden was escorted down, and the trio turned their eyes to Horace, apparently trying to get him to give an account.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what is more important for us at the moment is how to deal with the situation in front of us." Horace said in a deep voice.

Although it is understood that he is changing the subject, this is indeed a big problem.

The four of them looked at the mountains in front of them, and among the dense trees, high towers rose from the ground, and the civilization on them was uncertain.

but it was cut before them like a moat.

"Damn, what are we going to do now!?" Willard, the leader of the werewolves, grimaced.

"Maybe we should go back!" The orc lord said that because of the location just now, the orc troops suffered the most losses.

"If you can deal with Li Hongying, then I can go back." Horace said in a deep voice.

Immediately there was no one to speak.

Werewolf leader Willard was silent for a moment, but took the initiative to say: "I have some interference stones in my hand, they can make the building ineffective for ten minutes, but the soldiers need to throw them within ten meters of the building. ”

Horeston was overjoyed: "How many of these things are there?" ”

"Thirty-two." Willard Road.

Horace stared at the mountain peak and pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Good! Willard, I need the help of Batrider and, of course, I'll send my team of skeleton vultures! ”

"Good!" Willard gritted his teeth and said, "But the Wyvern Troop is also going to join!" ”