It's already early winter, and the winter sea sweeps over the land with an icy breath, making huge waves on the rocks next to the coast.

This season is the saddest season for the Lion Empire, because it is too bleak, because it is too cold, because winter is a disaster for the poor.

On the front line, the armies of elves, dwarves, and frozen empires have arrived. The watermark got busy without touching the ground. He needs to coordinate the relationship between these armies, assign them places where they can be stationed, and coordinate the occupations of several races and countries so that they can cooperate well when the undead invade......

Although the elves, dwarves, and frozen empires have their own supply channels, these supplies must also be coordinated by the commander of the coalition forces through Watermark, in order to function better.

The elven and dwarven armies were stationed in the southern part of the Lion Empire's army, and the Frozen Empire's army was stationed in the northern part of the Lion Empire's army.

The whole camp looks bigger.

The leader of the elven clan is still Prince Charles, the dwarf is led by Roy, the new generation of dwarven saint-level masters, and the leader of the frozen empire is the woman Hani that Ben once saw at the joint meeting, and this woman is also a saint-level master.

The task of receiving these Saint-level masters was handed over to Ben. Although Watermark is the commander of the coalition forces, as a personal reception of these Saint-level masters, it is still a bit lacking.

Charles, the elven prince, has known Ben for a long time, and naturally gets along very well. Roy, the master of the Dwarven Holy Order, is also a very bold young man, and there is no barrier between him and Stupid. It's only Hani, and Stupid really doesn't know how to get along with this woman. This woman should not be young anymore, although her face can't tell her age, but if she can reach the Holy Rank, she should not be young.

Hani is actually a very good woman, without the squeamish, willful, and brutal bad habits of ordinary aristocratic women, nor the arrogant attitude of some saint-level masters. Overall, she is still very easy to get along with. Even so, she was indeed a little abrupt when the entire high-level was dominated by men, making these men feel a little alienated from her although they respected her.

When the four Holy Steps had nothing to do, they walked through the entire camp and the fortress being built against the undead------ which they now call the Castle of the Dead.

The Castle of the Dead is already taking shape. The city wall is more than 40 meters high, and there is a tower at every other section of the city wall, and a huge bed crossbow can be fired in the tower, and there is a special person responsible for firing it at that time.

The Castle of the Dead completely cut off the road from the Isle of the Dead to the mainland. If the undead creatures want to enter the continent, they must capture the Castle of the Dead. But now, the various races of the continent have full confidence in the Fort of the Dead.

"Stupid, you see, here, as long as all our elven archers are deployed and shoot flaming arrows, they can suppress the undead creatures. Our elves' flaming arrows are arrows that incinerate the souls of living beings with blazing fire. A soul fire that burns undead creatures. Charles, the prince of the elves, said to Stupid.

"And how many flares do you equip each elf?" the stupid question went straight to the center.

"Flareting arrows are very precious and scarce, so we have equipped each of our 50,000 archers with a hundred arrows. If you can hit all these 100 arrows, it will be very impressive. Prince Charles said with pride.

"And what are the other elves?" asked Stupid curiously.

"Fifty thousand permanent mages, one hundred thousand druids. Most druids are nature mages, able to spawn and drive plants, and are the backbone of the fight against undead creatures. Prince Charles said, and then looked at the dwarf Roy with ostentatious eyes.

The dwarf Roy naturally understood what the elven prince meant, he scratched his stiff hair, and said, "We dwarves don't have mages, only warriors. But our warriors are very brave. It shouldn't be a problem for one person to do a few undead creatures. Charles, you just stop showing off, stop showing. Stupid is also a good friend of our dwarves, and he will definitely not look down on us dwarves. ”

Stupid nodded hurriedly. He still liked this bold dwarf Roy. Roy is also very talented among the dwarves, only in his thirties, he is already a master of the Holy Rank. The dwarves have high expectations for him, hoping that he will be able to enter the legend in the coming decades.

The life of a dwarf is generally more than 300 years old, more than 30 years old, in fact, in the eyes of the dwarves, they are not even young people, they can only be regarded as children.

This time the dwarves sent Roy to command, in fact, more to let him go to trial.

"Indeed, if a dwarven warrior is charging in front and our mages are in a group behind and then come to unleash their magic, no undead creature will be able to storm the Castle of the Dead. Hani, who was standing aside, spoke.

As soon as Hani spoke, the three men turned their heads to listen to her: a minimum of respect that men show to women.

"You are the pros of the Frozen Empire, right? Will those rough people listen to you?" asked Roy the Dwarf in an inquiring tone.

"Of course I'm in charge. On the battlefield, whoever is disobedient can only kill whom. After all, this is a war for the survival of the entire continent, and no one can afford to drag it back. Haney raised an eyebrow, not seeming to catch Roy's teasing.

"Stupid, are you in command of the professional of the Lion Empire?" Roy asked with a nonchalant look.

"I guess so. But now I'm a quartermaster, and I'm in charge of supplies. Stupid said.

"Aha, a Quartermaster of the Holy Rank, you Lion Empire are really good. Roy whistled and said.

"Stupid, it's better for you to come to our elven army, and I'll give you the command. Charles said half-jokingly.

"Of course, the elves are better for you to command. What do I know as an outsider? I'm too young to have ever commanded. "Stupid doesn't mind peeling off his shortcomings to show others.

It's such an attitude, but he won the favor of everyone.

It was at this time that Roy spoke, "Stupid, don't always think you're young. According to the age of your human beings, you are also considered a teenager. And I'm divided by the age of our dwarves, and even teenagers haven't arrived yet. Charles, the prince of the elves, is only a young man according to the age of their elves. Actually, the people here are very young, and it's not just you. We're going to prorate. ”

Hearing Roy say this, Stupid suddenly became embarrassed. He was indeed an adult because of Roy's age, Charles's age, but in fact, they were all excessively young according to the age of their race. It seems that geniuses are not alone.

"Yes, yes, yes...... It was my negligence. "I'm embarrassed.

Roy was obviously not prepared to hold on to his stupid mistakes, and immediately began to discuss the battle formation with Charles. They discussed and saw what kind of battle formations could be used to better play the strengths of each race and each class, and weaken their weaknesses.

Haney obviously studied these as well, interjecting a few words from time to time to make Roy and Charles admire.

Although he didn't understand this, he still listened very attentively. I want to learn something from these three people.

Suddenly, Stupid felt as if there was a gloomy, cold gaze fell on him, he turned his head to look, but saw nothing.

Then, looking around, there was really no suspicious person, and he turned his head again. Continue to listen to Roy, Charles, and Harney discuss passionately.

After turning his head stupidly, a person walked out from behind the two soldiers, "Sure enough, it's a saint-level master, and it feels so sensitive." It's so troublesome, these four holy steps are together all day, how can I do it. I don't want to be besieged by the four Holy Steps. ”

The man was dressed in a centurion and looked a bit dull. The face seems to be covered with a thick layer of eraser, which looks very strange.

The man quickly walked to a place where no one was, and reached out to wipe his face, revealing a somewhat scary face with many scars crisscrossed and crisscrossed. It turned out that this man was Alf.

"It's a nuisance. Although there is a passable token, it is too troublesome to have to dress up as a soldier. I wouldn't have taken on this task if I had known. Alf sighed, took the flask from the space equipment, and took another long sip of wine.

"In such a cold season, drinking is the most enjoyable thing. If only I could have some more barbecue. But in such weather, Lao Tzu still has to go on a mission. I can only hurry up and complete this task and go back and enjoy it. ”

With that, Alf put his mask back on and stepped into the middle of the soldiers.