Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"Qisi Rouge, how is the linen bag making going?"

Seeing the tailor trainer coming out behind Aisha and Maiev, Chen Sheng's eyes lit up. He almost forgot about the space pocket in the past few days.

"4 have been made so far. Thanks to the 50 compatriots you summoned, I now have 2 apprentices~ I will definitely be able to make bags for an army of 30 before winter comes."

This night elf tailoring trainer gives off a very quiet appearance based on her appearance, but when it comes to teaching students and tailoring-related content, she seems to be a completely different person.

I was so excited that I forgot myself!

The entire population of Nordrassil is aware of this.

"So, this small bag contains 2 linen bags?"

"That's right!"

Qisi nodded and handed it to Gao Shun, who had an incredulous expression on his face. Then she answered excitedly: "Every bag is full of bags. All I need is..."

good guy? !

Infinite nesting dolls!

Chen Sheng was instantly confused when he heard this. He turned to look at Gao Shun, only to find that the latter had already started to try to unpack...

"Okay, without further ado, let's set off now, Deming, you lead the centaur cavalry to record the terrain along the way."

He withdrew his gaze and handed over the "Adaptive Map".

In this operation, he planned to quickly reach the target location from the air with Aisha and others.

The centaur cavalry pushed forward on the ground to remove any fish that might have slipped through the net.

As for the elite star officers who have all been transformed into guard mages, they will be transferred through the Holy Light Portal after the construction of the chapel in the new city is completed.

This is not because he feels sorry for these beautiful mages, but there is no need to let these non-professional cavalry go through trouble again.

After all, they are just mages on horseback, not magic cavalry!

Now that there is a Holy Light Portal that can be transferred quickly, it is natural to use it to the extreme.

And as Chen Sheng learned more about it, he discovered that the use of portal quotas was not fixed. For those cities with life guards, he could choose to close the Holy Light portal and allocate it to other cities.

It's just that he has enough quota now, so he didn't set it up.

Looking at the present,

Who can have two transmission networks?

Who else? !

At this moment, he was in an extremely emotional state.

"set off!"

Outside the chapel door, two giant beasts, one red and one white, suddenly rushed into the sky.

......

The torn place, Zandiri City.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow! Brothers, move faster!"

On the city wall, a general in golden armor shouted loudly, and at the same time, his withered hand suddenly pulled the bowstring to full capacity.

swoosh~

As he let go, three arrows whizzed towards the huge goblin with red hair and glowing red eyes in the distance.

"Hurry up, run faster and throw away that damn iron ore. If you run too slow, we won't care about you."

Outside the city gate, there is a group of former Zandiri residents carrying iron ore on their backs. They are now workers for King Amenhotep of Palembang. In addition to daily farm work, they also have various endless tasks. Assignment of labor.

"But if you throw it away, all the tokens will be lost today..."

King Palembang, who regained control of the city, restored the demeanor of the time when he was still a living person. Various government decrees were arranged in a dense and orderly manner. He also compiled household registration for all residents in the city and set various labor tasks for them. paid salary.

It’s just that he loves money as much as his life. He hasn’t even recovered the gold coins he lost. How can he use gold coins to distribute them?

So he cleverly invented the token - a small wooden board that uses magic to burn information, which can be used to pay wages instead of gold coins.

Not only that, Amenhotep often appeared on the streets, brainwashing the Baator people with what he thought was a kind demeanor.

"Work hard, work hard, work harder, pay off your debt, and you will be free!"

Although the Bato people who were intercepted by him were horrified, they were quickly influenced by him under his constant narration. In just a few days, a large number of residents entered the state he expected.

Every day, they have nothing else to think about except earning tokens to repay money. Even if a monster attacks them, the first thing they think of is making money.

Snapped!

Hearing the man's answer, the skeleton warrior slapped him without hesitation.

"Are you fucking crazy? Get out of here. Brothers, let's charge! Let these mutant greenskins feel how powerful the Nehekhara people are!"

Greenskins appeared very early, and their spores traveled through the Chaos Demonic Realm to the otherworldly world along with the aircraft of the Ancient Saints.

Long before Nehekhara was destroyed, in addition to attacking and quarreling with each other, the other city-states also had to fight against the greenskins.

Therefore, these resurrected warriors are no strangers to green skins.

"Where did these ugly things come from, and why do they smell so similar to those traitors in Lamia?"

Amenhotep, who was counting gold coins and handling government affairs in the castle, was attracted by the commotion, and he appeared in the gate tower with a flash spell.

"Your Majesty, it seems that you are from the Southern Badlands."

The guard at the east gate of Zandili answered respectfully.

"Have all the residents returned?"

He asked softly. Somehow, in the past few days since his return, he had the illusion that all the living people in the city were Nehekhara people.

"There are still some miners on the way..."

"Inform the troops to set off and bring them all back to me. They are all my property!"

"Forget it, you'd better guard the city gate, I'll do it myself."

Upon hearing this, the King of Palembang immediately issued an order, but before the east gate defenders could take action, he changed it again.

kill!

Outside the city gate, the heavily armored skeleton warriors collided with the fiercely charging red-haired and green-skinned warriors.

boom!

The huge impact caused a dent to appear on the large, well-preserved shield. An ordinary person would have suffered serious internal injuries from this impact.

Fortunately, the warriors of Zandiri City State are now either only skeletons, or only shriveled outer skins without any internal organs.

Therefore, in the face of this situation, even if you are knocked down, you only need to tighten the straps used to bind the armor and get up quickly.

"Die, ugly monster!"

The knocked down skeleton warrior quickly climbed up with the help of his companions, drew out the sharp broadsword from his waist and struck hard.

This scene might be funny if it were posted on Blue Star's video website, but in Arabi and all the old lands of Nehekhara, neither ordinary civilians nor the Tomb Kings who control a country think that they are It's an undead creature.

In their eyes, they were just cursed by the damn usurper, the evil necromancer "Nagash".

They believe that one day they will return to their human form,

One day he will once again be looked upon by the gods and gain true immortality.

Such ideas and concepts are not recognized by all known civilized forces.

After all, many of them are Nehekhara people who died of natural causes, and even the lords of ancient city-states have come back to life. Naturally, they cannot be regarded as cursed.

But one thing they all agree on is that these resurrected Nehekhara living dead are much more powerful than the undead creatures summoned by necromancers or vampires.

Not only are they all fully armed, but they also have a sense of autonomy that is no different from ordinary people...

How can this be compared?