"The yellow sand is long, the black mist is thick, and there are a few wild geese singing in the sunset, floating in the desert sky... The long tassel is in the hand, the ambition is in the chest, the wind blows the grass and travels thousands of miles, the blood-scarred frost knife blocks the wind. Man
The pride in my heart,
He has been different since he was a child, with swans flying high in the sky, and sword shadows running across the rainbow. The tenderness in the man's heart is already surging. When Hu Ma defeats Jin Ge, Tianchi Bianzhou clears the wind, and asks about the warmth and coldness of the world, he will smile easily."
The heroic singing echoed between heaven and earth and penetrated the sky. Although Zhang Ze was tone deaf, the artistic conception of this song made everyone's hearts surge. The pride in the man's heart could not be expressed at this moment.
Outside the World of Warcraft Forest, there is a fortress. This was built by the ancestors' army to defeat the undead. Entering the World of Warcraft Forest, they are no match for the undead, so they built a fortress outside. On the one hand, it is to prevent the undead from spreading outwards.
On the one hand, Ling was waiting for reinforcements from his ancestors to break through the Warcraft Forest in one fell swoop.
The sun was shining brightly on the frontier fortress today, and inside the fortress, a group of generals were sitting in a military camp. The leader was a man in fine clothing. The sparkle in his eyes and the respectful attitude of everyone towards him were enough to show that he was extraordinary.
"Congratulations to the leader for his great improvement in cultivation and breaking through to the god level."
"Follow the ancestor, and you will also have such a day."
The man's words made everyone fall into infinite reverie. This man, named Nuina, was once a saint-level casual cultivator. When the ancestor's power swept across the countries, he surrendered to the ancestor.
After his ancestor taught him the Supreme Art of Dead Souls, his cultivation level improved rapidly. In the past few days, he returned to the Holy City and was promoted by his ancestor. His strength reached the god level, making everyone envious.
"Chief, with your breakthrough in cultivation, should you lead us to defeat the undead?" A general below tentatively asked Slave Na to defeat the undead. When the ancestor is happy, maybe they will get it just like Slave Na.
Ancestor’s promotion.
"You are right. My ancestor promoted me, so I should serve my ancestor and eliminate the undead." My cultivation level has broken through to the god level, and I can enslave those who have the heart to eliminate the undead. However, this sentence should come from him.
When he opened his mouth, he didn't expect that he was overtaken by his subordinates. The slave's face was a little cold, and the general who spoke felt a chill all over his body.
"Report!" A urgent voice broke the awkward atmosphere in the military camp.
"Come in and talk." The slave looked outside the military tent, but in his heart he marked the general as certain to die.
The curtain was opened, and a scout bent down and walked in. When he saw the slave, the scout knelt down and said, "Sir, there is something strange in the Warcraft Forest. It seems that the undead are preparing to come out."
"What!" The slave slapped the table and stood up: "Are you sure the undead are coming out?"
"I'm sure, the singing in the World of Warcraft Forest is ringing in the sky, and it's getting closer and closer to us. Because the undead's security is too tight, we can't watch it at close range, but based on our contact with the undead and our understanding, they must be preparing to come out of the forest.
There will undoubtedly be a war."
"Hahaha, I was worried about how to fight into the Warcraft Forest, but I didn't expect these shrinking turtles to come out. It's so good, so good." Slave Na seemed to see the undead being annihilated under his army. As for
He will one by one recover the face he lost on those generals who almost took his name.
"Congratulations, sir."
"Congratulations, sir."
Before the battle started, cheers of joy could be heard in the military camp. It seemed that, in their eyes, defeating the undead was an easy matter. It was no wonder that they had fought against the generals of the Three Kingdoms, and they all knew that Dian Wei and others were just pretenders.
god level
, but their strength is enough to be invincible at the same level. If the ancestors do not come in person, they will not be able to do anything to the undead. Now, they are enslaving those who have broken through the god level. They naturally think of the pseudo-god level.
Wei and others were vulnerable.
"Small door, follow my steps and let the undead know how powerful I am." With a flick of his cloak, Slave Na Jinzu walked out of the military camp, and his bandit-like aura made many generals shake their heads. After all, it was
Coming from a wild background, he is really rude.
On the other hand, in the World of Warcraft Forest, the morale of the undead is like a rainbow. Zhang Ze's return has given the undead their own king, and the generals don't have to worry about what's going on before and after. Everything just needs to follow Zhang Ze's arrangements.
Looking at Zhang Ze's back, all the generals were very curious. What happened in the demon world to make Zhang Ze, who was lazy and aimless, take a 180-degree turn and become domineering and responsible?
Siyou young people are idealistic and strategic, and they even take the initiative to propose to them a path to world hegemony.
Perhaps from now on, Zhang Ze's return is destined to be the king's return.
"Boss, given our speed, we will be able to walk out of the World of Warcraft Forest in another hour. There are ancestors' troops stationed outside the forest, so please be careful." Feng Chu can't forget to fight for the undead and Zhang Ze* all the time.
*labor.
"Don't worry. Once I encounter the ancestor's army, I will kill them all in a moment." A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Ze's mouth. The ground-breaking seal in his hand was about to show off his power again.
Already.
The undead army numbered 100,000, which can be said to be 80% of the force mobilized. Of course, just in case, Zhang Ze asked the undead craftsman to spend 5,000 points of resources to build a high-speed tower in the base to guard against others.
A sneak attack by forces.
High-speed Tower: It has a super-fast attack speed. Each blow is equivalent to a full blow of the Holy Magister. It can be fired four times per second. As long as the high-speed tower is not destroyed, even Dian Wei and others cannot resist it.
High-speed and sustained shooting.
A hundred thousand troops were endless in the Warcraft Forest. Turning around, Zhang Ze looked at the undead behind him and sighed secretly. The marching speed of the undead was too slow. On the battlefield, what is needed is to take advantage of the enemy. At this speed,
How about a surprise attack? If I had known better, I should have saved some resources and bought a marching scroll.
There was still an hour to go. Zhang Ze couldn't bear the speed of this tortoise, so he drove the golden tiger to Xueye's side. Zhang Ze said: "Yezi, how about I go out with you first and take a look?"
"Yes." She nodded lightly. As long as she was with Zhang Ze, no matter where she went, she felt it was a kind of happiness.
"Mr. Feng Chu, I'll leave the undead to you. I'll go ahead and inquire about the enemy. We'll meet you outside the World of Warcraft Forest." Before Pang Tong could respond, the golden tiger sitting on Zhang Ze let out a tiger roar and disappeared carrying Zhang Ze and Xueye.
In the eyes of everyone.
"This..." Pang Tong showed a hint of helplessness on his face. The army marched, but the commander ran away first to inquire about the enemy's situation. Inquiring about the enemy's situation, is there a shadow of the undead? (To be continued.)
