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Indeed, the soldiers came for the money. But the lords put a glorious coat on this vulgar thing - saving the Kingdom of Rodunk. Is there anything more memorable in history than this?

Among the lords, the soldiers fought too many battles for money and food. But facing this black tide, there must be a comfort in their hearts to make them more courageous to stand in front.

And the existence of the Temple Priests also made these ideas deeply rooted in people's hearts - or in other words, these teams had been deeply brainwashed before leaving Elda.

Wealth plus faith can often inspire the greatest courage in soldiers. Compared with those vulgar lords, Campbells who have been following the Thornbirds for many years also know more about deeper routines to mobilize the emotions of the soldiers.

"Really give it to Silver Fox, sir?" A series of harsh words rang out not far away. This is so inconsistent in the whole team.

The members of the ‘Wild Boar Knights’ couldn’t help but look over there, with undisguised contempt in their eyes.

(The wild boar is the family emblem of Yudlan. The Wild Boar Knights are his personal ones. Many other lords of Elda also have teams with various names - in the eyes of King Rodunk, these knights are considered as the "mercenaries" he mobilized from abroad.)

(Generally, the knights are divided into four parts, with knights as the main body. Sergeants are infantry, lower in rank than knights, and are the main military force. Militia or laborers are responsible for logistics or property management and logistical support of the knights' territory. The fourth is priests, who are generally available. Lords who can independently form a knight's order are very powerful - those who dare to make money in this black tide are naturally ordinary people. Earl Yudlan's troops are far more than these, but the main participants in the Black Tide War are this "Wild Boar Knights".)

Yudlan looked at the Black Lake soldiers piled together not far away, and frowned - I really don't know how this team was spoiled.

At this time, George and others also came over from the big house, and those lazy Black Lake soldiers formed a square formation in a blink of an eye. The whole team suddenly became more powerful. The glory and faith they shouted seemed to be more profound than what Yudlan preached.

Looking at these black pearl soldiers, Yudlan couldn't help but feel confused. He suddenly felt that these things about faith seemed to have been engraved in the bones of these soldiers. The words he heard before might just be the curiosity of an old soldier.

But anyway, this team looks well-trained. I hope it can help me in the next battle. Regardless of whether these people have been on the battlefield, the steel armor connected by fine rings is real heavy armor. It is perfect for resisting the zombies.

Of course, in this fog, heavy infantry needs the assistance and protection of teammates, otherwise they will not be able to play any role.

What makes Yudlan feel a little funny is that the heavy infantry actually carries a lot of javelins.

This thing is not as good as arrow feathers when fighting against zombies. At least the latter can light a fire in some buildings.

This should be their first time to fight the Black Tide - for such troops, marching is much more difficult than fighting. After running for more than ten kilometers, the heavy armor and the maze-like fog often cause a large number of people to fall behind.

Once an accident occurs on the road, the heavy infantry may not even have time to deploy their formations, and they will face the terrible impact - but if there are friendly forces to buy time, it will be very different.

So he made a suggestion to George.

"Baron, it is not easy to travel in this fog. My troops are more convenient to move. Let me help you clear the way for the next journey - please take care of me in the big mill."

Looking at the Earl in front of him, George smiled slightly: "No need, sir - I feel a little sorry for always asking you to take care of me. Next, let us clear the way for you."

Hearing this, Yudlan's face froze slightly, and he laughed coldly in his heart - he didn't know what was good for him.

"Don't worry, Lord Yudlan. Zombies often appear in areas like the cemetery in the valley. So we have fought." George patted Yudlan on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Can the zombies crawling out of the cemetery be compared with this disaster area?

Yudlan smiled coldly, looking at the idiot who wanted to die in front of him, and didn't want to say more to him. This big farm will teach him the truth.

"Then thank you."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the baron riding his horse and standing in front of the team, pointing in the direction of the big mill - and at this moment, in Yudlan's eyes, those Black Lake soldiers seemed to have invisible shackles on their bodies, which were suddenly released.

He tilted his ears and listened curiously to the war mobilization of the leader. But it seemed that there were only a few short sentences.

——"This is a golden opportunity! I never gave you money in the previous wars, but now, His Majesty Philips has opened his treasury - now, these treasures are waiting for you in front!"

"Fighting a few zombies is not a big deal! For the silver fox and gold coins!!" "The big money goes to the master, and the small money goes to the little master!" "Kill him out of poverty!!"

The team rolled away like a group of wild horses, and disappeared in the fog in a blink of an eye.

Listening to the slogans that were getting farther and farther away, Yudlan was stunned for a long time, his face gradually turned livid - these recruits really underestimated the Black Tide!

He had already begun to regret choosing to take this group of troops!

In previous battles, the Black Lake soldiers were poorly equipped, and had no divine patterns or amulets. They often had headaches because of the fog and the monsters that suddenly popped out around them, but their leader seemed to be a devil. In order to make them suffer more, he not only often sent them to various cemeteries in the valley, but also often took them to train in the Black Lake Swamp.

And when the main force went to the nest, Wolpe and Martin led them to guard the valley entrance, it was like hell.

During those days, there was no one to rely on, and behind them were homes and relatives. I shouldered the heavy responsibility and became the biggest support for the people of the valley.

The days of frustration have finally passed, and now it is a sweet harvest after suffering.

The heavy armor is no longer heavy. These Black Lake Sergeants have taken the "Frost Demon Power" and "Eight Arms Power". Even ordinary soldiers have taken the "Scavenger Ghost Power" and "Blood Giant Potion", and the average physical fitness has reached about 4!

Old soldiers - this word is real. This unit was raised by the Wolf Slayer Sergeant and the Black Lake Soldiers!

Although the equipment at this time is not comparable to that of the Wolf Slayer Sergeant, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are heavy armored soldiers - the family heirlooms of the nobles of the entire valley are all on them.

Coupled with the mountain pattern double-layer chain mail, this set of "Black Lake Armor" designed by Anthony himself weighs more than 40 kilograms. After adding helmets, combat boots and other equipment and weapons, the total weight is more than 80 kilograms. This is a real heavy infantry-level load.

But for the Black Lake soldiers, it is nothing at all - according to Anthony's data, they are enough to fight with equipment weighing 160 kilograms, and are more suitable for wearing fine gold equipment than the Wolf Slayer Sergeant!

This was the first time that he felt a clear vision, and also the first time that he felt his transformed body.

Those monsters that had bullied them in the fog were now so ridiculous that they could be seen from a distance. Even if they suddenly stood beside him, they could be knocked away by a punch.

The so-called "besieged on all sides" did not exist at all. Even if the scavenger came, several people would break their heads and force their way up. One person and one sword would immediately cut the body.

The small group of corpses was like a bulldozer in front of this team, and it was equivalent to nothing. Until the end, the formation was almost scattered, and they were all looking for the moving silver fox.

During the march, the old man finally showed his worrying face. Looking at these guys who usually pretended to be good kids in front of him, but now showed their true nature when they were coaxed, George gave Wolpe a look.

The old bandit understood and knew that the lord was fishing - he had long wanted to teach these scums brought by Martin a lesson.

The wolf-slayer soldiers often encounter monetary rewards, but when has there been such a lack of discipline? When have the wolf-slayer soldiers ever looked down on weak enemies?

This kind of bad habits inherited by the noble soldiers, if not changed, will always be followed by the wolf-slayer army.

After the Judgment Knights came out of the big farm, they saw this group of soldiers running away and messing up their formation, and they were filled with anger. At this time, the lord could finally raise the whip fiercely.

Those guys who were hit by the blood giants were like nothing happened, but under the iron whips of the Judgment Knights, they rolled on the ground and cried in pain. Finally, I understand what discipline is.

Regardless of whether they performed well or badly, they were punished. If they don’t want to be beaten, they must pull their teammates together and unite as one.

Under discipline, this group of greedy scum finally restrained their temper and became "good kids" again.

In order not to pull the team behind too far, they encountered a group of monsters. George ordered the Black Lake soldiers to slow down. When he saw the flag behind (George's field of vision was 700 meters), he was relieved and let the team continue to move forward at a constant speed.

At this time, the Black Lake soldiers finally showed their due qualities, and they were very coordinated in all tactical commands. They really obeyed orders. They looked a bit like the wolf-killing sergeants.

And these soldiers who had been trained by the lords of Guxi for many years were even better in formation changes and marching.

In fact, strictly speaking, these old soldiers who were of poor quality in the eyes of George and others, not to mention their combat effectiveness, were very good in military literacy.

After all, these people were once the elite noble private soldiers around the nobles of the valley. And the people Martin picked out from the 20 or 30 lords of Guxi, big and small, were mostly noble knights and attendants, and the worst were the retinues who left their jobs.

In the past ten years, although the nobles of the Valley West had not gnawed the hard bones that the Sanctuary had gnawed, they had cleared all the zombies in the Valley West. In addition, they were occasionally led by the Black Pearl Knights to clear the hidden dangers in the southwest of the Valley, so they had experienced many battles.

Therefore, they were only second-line troops according to the standards of the Sanctuary.

Pulling them out and saying that they were the most elite 3,000 soldiers of the Valley nobles was true.

In front of the big mill, the Black Lake soldiers stopped. And the troops in the rear finally arrived ten minutes later.

Originally Youdlan and others were not in a hurry, but after seeing a large number of corpses on the road, they thought that there was a disaster ahead - the heavy infantry was so stupid to rush on like that, it would be strange if nothing went wrong.

So he immediately ordered the knights to wave their flags and move forward at full speed.

Judging from the situation, they couldn't run very far at all, and the obstacles on the road must have forced them to stop long ago.

However, no matter how hard we hurried, we couldn't see the team in front of us. Only the corpses scattered all over the place told them that the team ahead was still moving forward.

Along the way, all the noble soldiers could see were corpses everywhere. The total number of corpses may have exceeded the battle in the manor just now!

Looking at the baron in front of him, Youdran suddenly understood why he was so arrogant.

And the Black Pearl soldiers standing crookedly behind him, with their waists and arms folded, suddenly changed into another appearance in Youdlan's eyes - veteran oilseeds.

This is definitely a force that has experienced hundreds of battles, in this war, in this mist full of dangers. Those new troops will be terrified. Before the battle, they are already exhausted physically and mentally from the mental tension.

Only those true veterans would behave like this!

Because in them, there is that contempt for death. And for any battle, they have no fear in their hearts.

"Lord Youdlan, the clearing plan you discussed before is indeed flawless. But if you really follow it like this, I'm afraid it will take too long - this is not appropriate."

George's words brought Yodran back to his senses.

Indeed, they planned this cleanup in two weeks - this was still a conservative estimate. But it is indeed steady and steady.

He asked a little cautiously: "How long do you think the beating should be?"

"One day and one night." George said: "There is no need to waste time building defenses, because we will finish the fight in one day!"

If the time for building defenses is replaced by rational use of fire to clear out monsters, then the time will be reduced to within a week, and if it is done all night long, it can indeed be completed in two or three days.

Therefore, as long as their team is more efficient, they will first remove those strongholds suspected of containing the Scavenger King. Then the rest of the finishing work can be left to some of the lords.

The Griffin Knights are looking for those suspicious places. With the Viscount and his team supporting them from the rear, their actions are very bold - maybe after discovering that special scavenger, they will risk some attacks instead of According to the original plan, proceed slowly and clean up the surrounding area first.

If you can't beat them anyway, you can evacuate to the friendly defense area behind you.

If Robert gets hot-headed and really rushes in, then the so-called King of Scavengers will only need to be seen by the tallest bastard in the team.

‘His grandma’s, isn’t that a wedding dress for that kid? ’

This battle is extremely suitable for the Black Pearl troops to establish a foothold in the Bishui City-state - it is not particularly ostentatious, and it has great expectations from the Campbell family.

Alexander and Tanya were sent there, one to protect Robert, the little cub. One is that if these one hundred gryphon knights can be solved, then both sides will bet, and the reputation of Black Pearl will still be very loud.

But his reputation is not that good - what will he do next? Watching Tanya and Robert join hands and return in triumph with Alexander? And then stay here with those idiots for two weeks? !

George clicked his lips, feeling that his mouth was too sour.

So it's best to get the head yourself. If you can solve it in one day, do it in one day!

But after hearing this "one day and one night", Youdlan blinked hard and wondered if he had heard it wrong: "Sir! We can't fight at night! Those zombies are at night."

However, the man in front of him did not let him explain. He spread out the map directly in front of him and made arrangements: "To the west is the barn area connected to this big mill. The barns there are connected into one. And they are all wood. Later, we will enter from the east, and there will be monsters escaping from here, so please bring someone to guard it - the farm is full of dead grass, don't forget to clear a fire zone nearby. Today is the day. Southeast wind, pay attention to the arrangement of fire points. "

Youdlan's expression became even weirder: "Sir, what do you want to do?"

"I'm going to drive all the monsters here into the fire you ignited." George put away the map in his hand: "Hurry up, you only have one hour."

"Sir, you are really joking." Youdlan swallowed his throat. He hesitated again and again, and finally said what was in his heart: "Are these zombies refugees, how could they be driven away? They would just surge like crazy. to the intruder"

"I hope so." George patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, as long as you hold on for a while, we'll come as soon as we go - Dan, you can bring some of the people to stay."

Looking at George who was walking back to the team and leading the Black Lake soldiers around to the west, Youdlan suddenly felt a chill.

He suddenly realized that what this man said seemed serious.

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