Uncle Zhou did not die, and it took only half a day to capture Violet Rat Village. When he led the team to enter the place, he first went to confirm the food cellar that Rubio had found.
The cellar is in the main house of the village leader Schroeder, and Rubio's son Seth personally guided Zhou Qingfeng. It was built quite secluded, with the ground closed with wooden boards and covered with a thick layer of frozen soil.
If Zhou Qingfeng hadn't launched a stinking attack so fiercely that it broke the will of the villagers in one fell swoop, he wouldn't have been able to find it just by looking for it.
At the cellar site, the frozen soil was melted with burning fires, and the closed wooden boards were dug out. Wheat flour in sacks was continuously transported out. Only after a rough inventory, the food problem that had been hanging in Zhou Qingfeng's heart was finally solved.
ease.
I have food in my hands and don’t panic in my heart!
Seth followed Zhou Qingfeng and asked in a low voice: "Master, no one knows about this batch of grain except us now."
"Publish this news." Zhou Qingfeng understood what Seth meant, but he said firmly: "Tell everyone in our camp that we have enough food to last for a week."
"But......"
"As long as I can make other people use me, I don't mind being taken advantage of. Let's make tonight's meal richer, and there is no need to mix sawdust in the bread. Everyone must be full, delicious and happy, just to celebrate today.
victory."
Seth stayed with his father and indirectly worked for Zhou Qingfeng for several days. He was dull, inferior, and timid, but he witnessed the young man's various uniqueness and magical abilities. It was also he who asked his father to submit to 'Master Hugo'
Recommend yourself.
Not to mention that there is no one in the Black Forest who can match the ability of Lord Hugo. Even in Cold Wind City, Seth has never seen any nobleman who is smarter and more leadership-like than Zhou Qingfeng.
When the Violent Rat Village was wiped out, Seth could not resist the urge to take refuge. He hoped to use the knowledge and abilities he learned in Coldwind City as a stepping stone to advance and follow a truly powerful but unknown man.
Appearing nobility.
But Zhou Qingfeng's uniqueness can only be understood by those who have direct contact with him. Others hide good things, but he takes them out and shares them with everyone. Others take advantage of him, and he never tires of it.
Seeing that Seth was a little confused, Zhou Qingfeng had to explain, "Being a leader means letting your subordinates constantly take advantage, stimulating their fighting enthusiasm, and at the same time preventing their greed from overexpanding. A stingy person cannot be the boss.
"
Different statuses have different ways of thinking. Seth felt like he was struck by lightning, as if a new world had been opened in his mind. Although he was extremely reluctant to give up, he seemed to understand a little bit of Zhou Qingfeng's principles of doing things, and was working hard for this kind of work.
Principles look for an explanation.
The same thing happened in Stucco Village.
McCann tracked Zhou Qingfeng to Ironforge Village, but failed to get rid of the boy. Before he could find a chance to strike again the next day, an army of hundreds of people came out of Ironforge Village, aiming directly at Violent Rat.
village.
Most of the energy of the Bann Church and the Magru Tribe was spent on how to capture the tough White Crow Village. Unexpectedly, another wave of forces appeared in the Black Forest and stabbed themselves in the back.
Before the village was besieged, Schroeder reported the situation to the church leaders in Stucco Village, saying that there was a wave of overestimated bastards seeking death. He did not ask for reinforcements at all, he just informed them.
McCann, who was full of stench, escaped from Violent Rat Village in embarrassment. When he arrived at Gray Mud Village in the afternoon, neither Mursi, the chief priest of Bann Church nor Zul. Grayskin, the shaman of Magru tribe, could help him.
Rhodes' report was taken seriously.
Priest Mursi is troubled by the delay in attacking White Crow Village, while Zul Grayskin Shaman is troubled by the fact that he has a huge number of goblins, but he has never been able to mobilize many troops.
result......
"The Rat Village has been captured? The enemy has hundreds of adventurers as its main force? And there are also trebuchets?"
The chief priest and the shaman were all in the village meeting hall. When they heard the news, they were shocked and thunderous.
Waves of sound echoed in the dark and cold hall, one bursting and the other deep. The two sounds kept clashing, and McCann felt his chest became tight and he vomited blood - if I had known this, I shouldn't have come back to report.
McCann felt regretful in his heart. He had lost half his life due to the hidden mental shock of the two strong men. Then he felt that the light in front of his eyes dimmed, and the goblin shaman with a hunched back suddenly appeared in front of him.
The skull staff is pointed at his head.
No..., McCann only had time to shout half aloud, and was unable to move as if he had been hit by a immobilization spell - under the touch of the skull staff, the memory shamanic magic in his brain was extracted,
Projection in the hall.
Priest Morsi, who was wearing black robes, also slowly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to project, and McCann's memory began to be recalled. The first thing played was that he was dizzy from the stink bomb on the wall of the Rat Village, and then
It was an assassination in the dark night of Ironforge Village.
Then there was the ambush trap outside Gray Mud Village and the unexpected conversation in White Crow Village.
Zhou Qingfeng and McCann only met four times, and each meeting was very brief. But whether it was the officiating priest with a rough face or the old and ugly goblin shaman, the more they looked at each other, the uglier their faces became.
"How did that boy do it?" Morsi's tone was low and serious, and he was dressed in a black robe without any wind. "When McCann saw him for the first time, it was obvious that the boy didn't understand anything. In just a few days, he
He brought an army to attack us."
Zul. Gray-skinned eyes turned blood red, full of chaos and fear. It stared closely at Zhou Qingfeng's face and said in a hoarse voice: "We are really in trouble. This kid may be someone
A strong man is reincarnated, maybe possessed by an evil spirit, or maybe..."
After thinking for a long time, Morsi expressed the last possibility in his mind, "There is also the possibility that the saint will come."
Saints are the incarnations of gods when they walk in the human world. They naturally possess extremely powerful strength that cannot be resisted by ordinary people.
The goblin shaman nodded slightly, then shook his head again, "Saint? He shouldn't be a saint. Even a weak god who comes in the form of a saint is extremely powerful. If he is a saint, he can kill us two if he comes directly.
"
"Then what should we do now? If that young man really commands hundreds of adventurers to attack us, we won't be able to withstand it even with our strength. Now there is a shortage of manpower everywhere, and we cannot spare the troops to fight another battle."
Priest Morsi frowned and spoke of the current predicament of the Bann Church. The victory that was originally thought to be easily achieved is now becoming more and more distant.
"Don't worry, I will personally meet this young man and feel how powerful he is. If possible, I hope to cut off his head and present it to my lord. No matter what his origins are, my lord will definitely like him.
of blood and soul.”
The goblin shaman let out a raucous laugh. Under the light of the torch in the hall, a huge and terrifying shadow flashed behind his rickety body, twisting and dancing with its laughter.
"What about this loser?" Morsi pointed at McCann, who was lying on the ground. "He failed to live up to my expectations and failed to complete the task."
McCann's body was stiff, but his eyes were still moving around. He wanted to beg but couldn't. He could only watch the goblin shaman pointing the skull staff at him with a cruel smile.
Zul Grayskin snorted and sneered: "The incompetent loser has no right to live. Let him become an undead assassin. He will become stronger."
A gentle tap of the skull staff quickly deprived McCann of his life force. His skin instantly turned gray and his eyes lost their luster.
Before death, fear and hatred filled the thief's brain. The power of the god of war poured into his body. His skin cracked, his flesh and blood burst open, his bone spurs protruded, and his entire body instantly mutated.