"Husband..."

"Hmm?" Fang Zhiwen turned his head, looked at his beloved wife with a strange face, waiting for her next sentence...

"Husband, these monsters are ugly. What are they? Are they really alive?"

Fang Zhiwen blinked his eyes. It was really hard to explain this: "This... Zhaorong knows the three souls and seven spirits of humans? It is said that there are also animals. These so-called necropolises in the cemetery group should be a kind of incomplete life formed by the residual souls of humans and animals. These residual souls are aggregated by a technique for humans to drive, which is the monsters we see in front of us. You can also think that they are a tool created by man."

"But my husband, if we control this area for a long time, will these incomplete souls become intelligent lives?"

"Uh... I don't know if this is a husband, or it may be possible. As long as the spirit of wisdom is there, it is not surprising that it has wisdom!"

A strange look flashed across Taishi Zhaorong's face. Yes, if there were these guys swimming around in the castle, what would it feel like?

The battle continued, and Fang Zhiwen captured a castle near the coast, as if he had stabbed a hornet's nest. Fortunately, the floating island was too large to lean on the land because the water surface was too large, otherwise the floating island would have been besieged now.

In the past two days, dozens of battles have occurred around the castle, which is only level 6, with wild monsters and regular troops led by heroes. However, these troops have failed without exception. Although the defense level of the castle is still very low, the archers in the castle are frighteningly powerful.

Therefore, these influx troops were like they were specially coming to transport spoils to Fang Zhiwen. I believe that the commanders in this area would soon find that this invader was not simple and would no longer be casually sent to death!

In fact, the world of heroes is very big. If there is no huge map, how can it accommodate so many players? You should know that each player will have several castles. Just calculate how much land area it takes for hundreds of millions of castles. There is also the land area that provides resources for these castles, and the number of indigenous castles that appear to balance the number of players. If you imagine it, you will understand that this world is really huge.

Fang Zhiwen didn't know who was defending the area he landed in. He didn't know how big his defense area was, nor how strong his troops were. Everything was unknown to Fang Zhiwen and the other three. In fact, Fang Zhiwen chose a place to log in without hesitation, which meant to throw a stone to ask for directions.

"The first team of archers, thirty degrees elevation angle, front, full string ejection, three consecutive shots! Launch!"

"The second team of Archers, twenty-five degrees elevation angle, front, full string ejection, two consecutive shots! Launch!"

The sound of bang bowstrings gathered together, and it seemed like the thunder from the sky. The rustling arrows flew open the air and flew towards the enemy in the distance. The undead army outside the castle had almost no sound except the sound of weapons and armor, as well as the footsteps of stepping on the ground. These dense locust-like arrows fell from the sky and immediately sounded a noisy sound on the battlefield.

Then, the place that was attracted by arrows was covered by continuous feather arrows until the crazy arrows were moved. The land seemed to suddenly grow thorns all over the ground, looking strange and cruel. What's even more strange is that the troops that were approaching the city wall just now turned into broken limbs and broken bones. Against the backdrop of feather arrows all over the ground, the land full of bones seemed to have experienced the changes in the world in an instant, giving people a feeling of time and space disorder.

The face hidden behind the mask of Commander Gardel was full of disbelief and horror. The opponent's troops were actually quite single, but this precise shooting technique was still futile. His own troops were decreasing sharply, and he even destroyed the opponent's two arrow towers. The infantry and flying troops were not connected to the city wall at all.

Gardar did not want to make excuses for himself if he was not very comfortable with real-time combat. In fact, the commander's accurate squad command skills on the opposite side were beyond his reach. He often used a few pegases to make his bone dragon troops deviate from the original offensive route. When he was busy commanding the bone dragon, his corpse witch troops were accidentally shot and killed by his opponent's archers.

The fundamental reason for his failure in this battle is that he can only blame his poor command ability, and there is no other reason to find it.

The battle quickly became easier to attack and defend. The opponent's archers began to attack, push forward and gradually compressed Gadal's activity space. Gadal didn't want to retreat, but just because his troops were dragged down by zombies, they couldn't run fast at all. Retreat and defeat were the same concept. Moreover, it is now in real-time combat mode. Retreat when the opponent has already attacked, basically selling the back to the opponent as a target to shoot.

Unsurprisingly, Gadal became Fang Zhiwen's third prisoner within two days.

Gardar was tied up by a tall and thin guy dressed as a wizard with a mustache, and then took away his magic book. There was no way to cast the spell now, and it was even more impossible for the weak Gardar to break free from the ropes. Resist? Let's forget it, except for the more flesh and blood.

Then, Gadal was blindfolded and took a boat. Gadal obviously felt the shaking of the ship and heard the sound of waves. Soon after, Gadal was dragged off the boat by someone, and then brought into a closed room, tied to a chair. Gadal felt that there should be someone sitting opposite him, and he could feel, perhaps, the enemy leader who wanted to get information from his mouth.

"Your name! Position! Sir."

This is a young and arrogant voice. Gardell could even describe the young and handsome nobleman who raised his head and looked at him with contemptuous eyes with his nostrils. Gardell hated such noble descendants the most, and their arrogance was disgusting!

However, at this moment, Gardar had to carefully consider the other party’s questions and how he should answer this question.

“…”

"Don't want to say it? I'm very happy. In this case, maybe my subordinates will be happy to let you try their new tricks and see if your persistence can overcome your fears, haha."

"No, no! I said, my name is Gardell, and I am loyal to Baron Ken Peter, and I am stationed in the Rhine."

"Baron Ken Peter, so this dark and stinking place is Baron Ken Peter's territory?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then you were ordered, that is, to come by Baron Ken Peter's order?"

"Yes, sir."

"So who is Baron Ken Peter loyal to? Sandrew, Wilma, or Hart?"

"It's Grand Duke Hart, sir, who is attacking Titalia, sir, this is the territory of Duke Hart."

"Very good, then, what does Baron Ken Peter know? I mean about us."

"The Baron received the news that His Highness of the Princess of Eracia appeared again and captured one of our castles. The intention was probably to restrain or attract our army's attention, and then land in Titalia or Crulod from the sea. The ultimate goal was to return to Eracia to assist Kendall in the battle."

"So what orders are you getting?"

"Temporary attacks, if possible, try to regain the captured Carter Castle. If not, try to understand the opponent's situation as much as possible and repay the Baron."

"So how are you going to repay the Baron?"

Gadall was stunned, and then he was very worried whether this was a conspiracy by the other party.

"I, I have been captured, and the mission is no longer possible."

"Haha, answer my question, sir."

"I, I will tell the Baron that the enemy is quite powerful and, if not curbed and destroyed, will likely pose a fatal threat to the Baron's rule, first, sir."

Gardel's heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and sweat flowed down her forehead, and itchy in her ears and cheeks. However, Gardel had no way to wipe it, and did not dare to shake her head, so she could only endure it tightly.

"I have to say, Mr. Gardell, you have a very clear understanding. We will let you go back. You bring your Baron to your call. We are waiting for him to come and see who is the master of this land."

"Thank you, sir, your generosity is amazing!"

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"Fengxiao, the performance is good. I believe that these chaotic information and information will continue to make the other party hesitate."

Taishi Zhaorong was a little puzzled, and then Glando was even more puzzled. The only thing that made him interesting was that Guo Jia, who was usually out of touch with Glando, Sandra and others, actually acted like a local native, and some of the personality traits were taken from Glando, which was a little complacent.

"Husband, can this make the opponent feel confused?"
Chapter completed!