As for the crystal ball in Zhang Ze's hand, it is a treasure purchased from a mysterious place. This treasure can absorb the souls of living creatures that have been dead for no more than one day and turn them into soul power.
The war was cruel. Although the undead showed overwhelming power, no one in the Holy See Army escaped or even took a step back. In the era of the ancestor's rule, these people all became the ancestor's fanatical believers.
, in their hearts, the ancestor is more powerful than the gods. After all, no one has seen gods, but the ancestors can create gods.
The blood spread red on the earth, the blazing sun was hiding in the clouds, and printed half of the sky red. The wind roared in the sky and the earth, seeming to be crying, crying for the loss of life.
Under the leadership of the generals, the undead were like a crushing machine, constantly crushing the enemy. The performance of each unit on the battlefield impressed Zhang Ze. With intelligence, the undead have stronger combat capabilities.
They don't need instructions, they also know how to cooperate and how to advance and retreat.
The more people died, the more soul energy was collected by the crystal ball in Zhang Ze's hand. That erratic figure simply became the epitome of nightmares. The battle lasted for a whole day, and all thirty enemy troops were wiped out, leaving no trace behind.
A living mouth.
Life is really fragile, Zhang Ze felt a softness in his heart, but when Zhang Ze closed his eyes, he had a determined look on his face when he opened his eyes. Fighting and bloodshed are inevitable, and what he has to do is to reduce casualties and reduce casualties as soon as possible.
Said the battle ended.
Looking at the exhausted general lying on the ground, Zhang Ze stepped forward and said, "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
Seeing Zhang Ze coming over, all the generals sat up one after another, especially Ma Chao, who laughed loudly and said: "Boss, it's not hard, the equipment you gave me is so easy to use. When I fight with the enemy, I become more courageous as I fight.
I wish I could kill everyone in and out of the enemy's army."
"It was fun for you to kill, but it was miserable for us." Dian Wei chuckled, but his tone was full of envy.
"Damn it, someday I'll take off your equipment and let me show off your skills too."
Seeing the generals teasing each other, Zhang Ze smiled slightly and said: "Brothers, don't worry, I will equip each of you with the best equipment. Trust me, give me some time."
"Boss, there is something I don't know whether to talk about or not." Pang Tong was always so calm. After silently counting the casualties, he was ready to report the status of the casualties to Zhang Ze.
After adjusting his mentality, Zhang Ze looked serious and said, "You say it."
"In this battle, our army destroyed 300,000 enemy troops and suffered 20,000 casualties."
When military advisor Pang Tong spoke, all the generals fell into silence. In previous battles, the casualties of the undead have never been so tragic, but there is no doubt that they have not achieved such great achievements in the past. However, there are only ten undead.
Ten thousand people, 20,000 died in one battle, so calculated
, after four or five battles, all the undead were dead, and counterattacking the ancestor was simply a fantasy. You must know that the ancestor now controls most of the territory in the southeast, northwest, and has hundreds of millions of believers. The army is even more
There are tens of millions, and the ancestor can continuously recruit soldiers from his followers.
"A single spark can start a prairie fire." Zhang Ze looked into the distance. The road to conquer the ancestor was destined to be difficult, but Zhang Ze believed that he would lead the undead to the top of the world.
Looking at the generals, Zhang Ze knew that he had to say something so that the generals would not be too desperate. He coughed lightly and Zhang Ze said: "The enemy is powerful, but in front of the undead, all enemies are paper tigers. You
Don't forget, we are attacking the ancestor's army and expanding our territory. What does this mean? It means that we will obtain more resources. With resources, our undead tribe can develop rapidly.
What's there to fear?"
Yes, the advantage of the undead is that as long as they have resources, they can develop continuously. As long as they hold on to the territory they have gained, what else can stop the undead's development plans?
Seeing that the worried look on the faces of the generals disappeared, Zhang Ze nodded with satisfaction. He had already made a plan for the development of the undead. He ordered the generals to take people to collect the loot. Zhang Ze asked the monks to build a building on the spot.
He built a spider tower as a teleportation point, tore open the city return scroll, and Zhang Ze returned to the base.
"The Immortal Craftsman, come see me quickly." After giving the base the order to produce a thousand temple monks, Zhang Ze summoned the Immortal Craftsman. The next plan will require the assistance of the Undead Craftsmen.
After a while, the immortal craftsman who was resting in the base came over and said, "Boss, good afternoon."
"Good afternoon." Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment, but immediately recovered and said: "I have something I need you to do, are you willing?"
"I do." Without any hesitation, the Immortal Craftsman was waiting for just such an opportunity. As an ideal builder, he would rather have more works in his hands instead of being idle in the base and living his life.
A day with nothing to do.
"Great, I saw you right." Zhang Ze touched the golden tiger's soft fur and said again: "However, before you leave the base, build a few special towers for the base. After all, this is our
We can't let others take over the rear of our home."
After saying that, Zhang Ze led the undead master craftsmen to build frost towers and high-speed towers in various areas of the base. The range of one tower is 1,500 meters. Since twin towers are to be built to cover the entire undead base, enough
He established 6 strongholds and spent 60,000 resource points, squandering the remaining resources and the resources that the monks had mined during this period.
Through the illusory reality, he saw that all areas of the base were shrouded by special towers. Zhang Ze was relieved. Unless the ancestor came in person, I believe it would not be easy for ordinary gods to break through the base.
After tearing open the city return scroll again, Zhang Ze brought the idle monks and immortal craftsmen to the front of the battlefield. At this time, the undead army had already entered the rest period. When Zhang Ze appeared, Zhang Yu'er was the first to appear.
Next to Zhang Ze, he said with a smile: "Brother, I want to tell you a good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear?"
"Bad news."
"Don't you want to hear the good news first?" Zhang Yu'er looked sly, as if to say, you should choose the good news first.
"Let me tell you the bad news first. I don't want to hear that the good news is false."
"The bad news is we want to buy equipment."
"Uh." This was indeed bad news. Zhang Ze scratched his head. He had just squandered all his resources. Where did he get the resources to buy equipment?
"Don't you want to hear the good news?" Seeing Zhang Ze's embarrassed look, Zhang Yu'er spoke again.
