The central square of Greenleaf Town.

Half-elves and humans are crowded with people.

There are more than 1,000 households in one leafy town alone.

And that's not even counting the small farms and manors scattered around, and the half-elves who live in the forest and imitate the Night Elves in their every move.

The Lord's Mansion never counted, but Heine estimated that there were at least 10,000 people scattered throughout the eastern suburbs.

The mountain people of the south are more prosperous in trade and more people because of the dwarven towns next to the Eagle Rank Mountain.

The entire mountainous region of McKara may have a population of 50,000 or 60,000.

How many "own people" are there?

I'm afraid it's pitiful.

There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd, and it turned out that it was the three high-spirited elves who were paraded through the street with their heads drooped before.

There were also people next to them who explained their charges at the top of their voices.

"Betrayer", "deserter", "disgrace".

How much the locals respect the elves, how harsh they are now scolded.

This was Heine's idea, and he was nicknamed "Magic Bombardment" by Sheep Catcher.

Jones stood on the high platform and proclaimed the meaning of this "expedition" with all his might, and the people around him went from not understanding to being outraged, and it only took a few minutes.

For the first time in three years, Heine had seen so many people come together.

His skeletons seemed to be excited, too.

…

Teacher Xia: "I suddenly remembered Brother Tucheng. ”

Wei Diankite: "Ah, I know (zhí) about that." Did that buddy jump down from the floating city during the speech of the Three Princesses, throw bombs in the rain of fire and rain in the air, and then land on the ground and plow the steel storm in the crowd again? ”

Teacher Xia: "Yes, that's the second time, and I'm more prepared." Brother Tucheng was shut down by NPC for the first attempted to slaughter the city, and finally deleted the number and started again, and that time he succeeded, but the prestige of the whole camp was reversed, and the last number was blocked. ”

Catch sheep: "This is the person I was before I entered the pit, right?" I remember that the player's manual didn't say that you can't shoot at NPCs, so theoretically the game company has to lose money to him, right? ”

Teacher Xia: "No, because he wasn't really banned, it's just like a ban." After he did that, he couldn't change jobs no matter what role he built. ”

Caught the sheep and was surprised: "...... Warrior? ”

Teacher Xia: "Yes, it's a warrior." That buddy posted several panels on the forum, to the effect that all the energy rejected him, and finally stopped playing at all. ”

Catch the sheep: "Why did you suddenly mention this?" ”

Teacher Xia: "Hehe......"

Wei Diankite: "I advise you to be a person, brother." ”

Mr. Xia: "I'm just kidding. ”

…

Heine was chilled when he heard this, but fortunately no natural disaster had befallen him.

It sounds like there are two kinds of punishment in AGE.

One is to deduct the prestige of the faction, and the other is to infuriate the energy.

He vaguely felt that the latter might be a portrayal of the normalcy of this world.

He also felt more and more that the brothers he had summoned, especially when they were in skeleton form, were no different from the player.

They have a bottom line, but not much.

It's just that their own constraints give them a stance and a more "sense of substitution".

For them, perhaps the reminder of catching sheep is one of the few spontaneous rationalities.

……

Jones eventually named fifty men to be assigned to Heine.

He himself took the remaining one hundred and fifty men with him to ambush on the periphery.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you cooperate or not, it's enough to have this attitude.

But Jones has an attitude, but his private soldiers don't.

For example, the squadron leader who came to report to Heine came over with a face of "I'm a ruffian".

He said slowly: "Contemptible Litton, we have fifty people in order, please instruct." ”

With Heine's current level of perception, it is not difficult to find that the other party is only one line weaker than Jason.

As for the rest of the uneven marksmen, warriors, and pikemen, they are basically in the early second class.

Heine didn't bother to break with him, and held out two fingers to catch the sheep.

"Break his ribs."

Catching sheep: "Damn, he's too good at pretending!" ”

He raised his hand and threw out the flying shield, not even bothering to step on it, and strode forward directly and kicked the other party's chest.

It happened suddenly, and Litton's actual combat was far inferior to a regimental commander like Jason.

After only a few back and forth, Litton didn't know how many ribs he had broken, and he was carried away.

The other soldiers were in awe.

Heine looked at them: "Is there a vice-captain?" ”

An elderly veteran came out of the ranks with a flattering face.

"Adult ......"

"Let's go."

"Yes, sir!"

……

Northern suburbs.

The moonlight shines on the endless wheat fields, and further north is the lush forest.

There is a lumberyard in the woods that has been shut down, now occupied by a group of elves.

There were twenty of them, both men and women, and more than half of them were wounded.

As deserters, they are much more comfortable than the rest of their companions, and they received an offering from Green Leaf Town two days ago, and they have never been hungry.

Now that Rose has gone to negotiate with the lords, they have begun to imagine a better life in the future.

"You said Janglu wouldn't bring someone to chase her, right?"

"She doesn't dare, Silver Wing doesn't have that guts, how dare she?"

"Will she let the locals come to us for trouble?"

"Hehe, what's the threat of those hillbillies?"

"It's like, it's better to think about what to do in the future, we can't stay here forever."

"That's simple, just kill the lord, find an obedient little Penny as a puppet, and let him send food to the forest continuously."

"Great idea! This is long overdue. ”

At this moment, someone's ears moved, and he suddenly stood up.

"Anyone?"

Before he could finish speaking, a dagger slashed through his neck, and in an instant, he was in two places.

The mournful whistle sounded with a slight lag.

Everyone couldn't help but look up, only to find that most of their companions on the tree were engulfed by the black flames, and that was the last movement he could make.

"Enemy attack—"

One of the spellcasters shouted at the top of his voice as he propped himself up with a shield.

As long as it does not exceed level five, there is no distinction between factions in energy.

So the professions below level 5 are mixed, and there is everything.

However, just as his energy shield reached his neck, a dagger reached out and swiped lightly through his neck.

The shield dissipated, and his head fell to the ground.

…

"Woo woo, my Sa."

Teacher Xia dodged the attack and escaped into the air, sighing.

"If my Sa is still here, he will definitely not let that man's whistle blow out, and buddy can mix two more heads."

Wei Diankite: "What do you mean buddy dishes?" ”

Catch the sheep: "Don't care about him, he is mourning Mr. Sa." ”

Wei Diankite: "No, why did you hang yourself in mourning?" This must not live, but to see people and death, and to see corpses? ”

Catch sheep: "You have to understand it this way, if Mr. Sa is gone, then the mourning should be." If he doesn't (mèi) doesn't, then he is disgusting, and he doesn't lose anything. ”

Teacher Xia laughed.

"Brother Yang still understands me...... I'm Disa~~Where are you~~"

The Kite was speechless.

"It means that I don't know if I don't know if I don't know it, so I'll woo woo first."

Catch sheep: "Don't say it, I'll give you a blessing of faith, you prepare." ”

Wei Diankite: "Huh? Does Heine care? ”

Catch the sheep: "This is his order for me." ”

Wei Diankite: "Come on, come on, whole hair!" ”

Teacher Xia: "No-sheep-brother-"

Catching sheep: "Melee crawling." ”

…

A short period of more than ten seconds later, there was chaos in the lumberyard.

A stout pillar of fire with one person hugging each other appeared in the air.

It was fluttering, like a burning black cloud.

Then it suddenly exploded.

Eight pitch-black fiery snakes writhed their bodies wantonly and flew in eight different directions.

Feeling the chilling annihilation energy above, the elves echoed the fear of being dominated by the Shadow Orb of the Floating City.

"Run—"

(End of chapter)