Chapter 131 Respective battlefields!
On the fifth floor of the maze, in the center of the skull-crushing tribe's camp, there was a lot of noise and noise.
The short goblins are competing in martial arts. The unlucky one who loses will not only be laughed at by the other goblins, but will also be thrown into a big pot of soup by the big ogre.
Today’s ogre tribe is as lively as ever!
However, unlike usual times, the priests of the Skull-Smashing Tribe seemed a little busy.
The ogre high priest in a cloak has his eyes closed tightly, as if he is communicating with the spirits floating in the world, and also seems to be communicating with the "King of the Big Stomach" who dominates everything.
Suddenly he opened his bloodthirsty pupils and looked at the chaotic sky. His old and hoarse voice trembled with excitement.
"Coming!"
Those are the demons coming from afar——
The rations given to them by the King of the Big Stomach!
He saw the prosperity in the oil pan!
Sitting on the throne of bones, Kasen Skull-Skull grinned with a belly as thick as a city wall, and his flesh-filled face was full of ferocity and desire for blood.
Just in time!
He was about to have a showdown with the devil, but he didn't expect that guy to come to his door by himself!
Standing up from the Skeleton Throne while shaking his fat body, he stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf and grabbed the war blade decorated with iron chains, and shouted in a loud voice.
「Get ready to fight!!」
Majestic and mighty shouts resounded throughout the camp.
Whether it was the ogre warriors or the short goblin followers, they all took up arms and stood up, joining in the clamor of flag-waving and shouting.
Hino's troops were the first to step into the teleportation array.
After seeing that Luo Yan's minions were just a group of goblins, he was too lazy to waste a moment and just wanted to end this boring battle quickly.
It’s time to show off the real technology!
He will let his father’s former subordinates see clearly who is the real devil!
The light of the teleportation array flickered, and figures wearing heavy armor appeared one after another on the wasteland blown by the yellow sand.
The magic crystals in the teleportation array were quickly exhausted, but were quickly replenished by the magic crystals carried by the heavy infantry.
The audience in the arena watched with excitement, waving flags and cheering for Xino Dragon -
Although Xino and his men, who were tens of thousands of kilometers away from the former, could not hear anything.
But they can still feel his feelings.
At the same time that Xino Dragon's army began to gather, the ogre tribe not far away also became restless.
Those blood-drinking barbarians brandished a variety of weapons and cooking utensils, eager to pounce on the enemy's flesh and blood and fight!
Feeling the murderous aura coming through the screen, the judges in the audience frowned slightly, as if they were back at the forefront of hell.
They exchanged glances and whispered to each other.
"It feels wrong..."
"There's something weird about these ogres..."
"Have you noticed it too?"
"Yes..."
They don't look like cannon fodder.
Even if it was before, they standing here now are too far away from the term cannon fodder!
It was not just one person who had this idea, almost all the judges had an idea in their mind -
Their ratings seemed to be low.
But despite this, no one raised any objection.
After all, this situation is actually very common, and the data on paper is always for reference only, not to mention that it is only their subjective evaluation.
Furthermore, in their opinion, even if they underestimated the strength of these ogres, the deviation would only be 0.5 points at most, not more.
The two sides fought head-on. In the end, Xino Dragon's "Hellfire" heavy infantry regiment had the upper hand.
From the beginning, this was a battle without any suspense.
Just as a few people were whispering to each other, Xino Dragon's "Hellfire" heavy infantry regiment had completed its assembly and headed outside the ogre tribe's camp.
The group of ogres did not show any weakness. They actually opened the gate of the village and formed a formation to confront the group of elite warriors with extraordinary power in front of them!
Even though there were six silver-level demons standing in front of them, not a single ogre showed a panic expression on their face.
The only thing burning in their eyes is killing and bloodlust!
Hino Dragon, riding a giant war horse, raised the battle ax in his hand. He was like a moving city wall in front of the horse formation.
"For His Majesty the Demon God! For the glory of the Dragon family! Kill!!!"
"Kill!!!"
No fancy opening remarks.
He roared, and then like a hurricane, carrying the dust raised by the horse's hooves, he rushed into the ogre formation.
Five hundred heavy swordsmen followed closely behind. The sword energy boiling on the sword edge was like a lance in the hands of a knight, and the running legs were no less than a war horse!
The two sides collided together like two torrents of flesh and blood. The deafening shouts of killing resounded throughout the wilderness and ignited the blood in the hearts of the spectators in the arena.
The onlookers are not only the Magic City audience who are thousands of miles away, but also the players standing next to the thorn bushes and mushroom poles.
Looking at the heavy sword soldiers and the ogre army fighting together, the expressions on the players' faces were both shocked and envious.
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"The equipment of these guys is awesome!"
"It's a pity that the NPC shop doesn't sell it."
"Damn, our Demon King is too weak!"
A group of people chirped and arranged.
Longxing Wanli stared at the fighting battlefield intently, feeling the energy and blood in his chest surge, and he wanted to rush forward to help.
Actually, it’s not impossible if you think about it carefully.
Even if there is no reward, it is great to get pieces of equipment back.
Seeing what was going on in the boss's heart, the brother in national service who was lying on Long Xing Wanli's crotch immediately fanned the flames and said.
"It feels like those heavy swordsmen are going to be at a disadvantage."
Qianli nodded seriously.
"Indeed... Five hundred to several thousand, it feels too forced."
Of course.
This may be her preconceived stereotype.
The game is different from reality. The heavy infantry with extraordinary power charge even more fiercely than the cavalry.
After all, it was an extraordinary force, and ordinary war horses really couldn't outrun them.
“Want to go up and help?” The brother in the national service asked eagerly.
Although the origin of the group of heavily armored soldiers was unclear, the red names above the heads of the group of ogres were unmistakable. They were all monsters with bounties on their heads.
Just when everyone in Longxing Tianxia was eager to give it a try, all the players watching on the B5 floor suddenly received a message pop-up window.
【Server Announcement: The ongoing battle on the B5 floor is a plot animation. Players are asked to keep a distance and watch, and do not mix into the studio. Violators will be banned for 30 days. 】
· Long Xing Baili: "What the hell!?"
· The first pig in the national server: "Thirty days?!"
· Everyone was suddenly poured a basin of cold water on their hearts. Not to mention going to help, they just wanted to stay away for fear of being misjudged.
Isn’t this punishment too exaggerated? !
…
The fighting on the fifth floor of the Thunder County Labyrinth is fierce, but on the opposite side of the Black Wind Valley, a storm is still brewing.
Directly south of the Black Wind Valley, on a hillside about three kilometers away, there is a pasture where hell goats are kept.
This is one of the many properties owned by the Dragon family, just like the castle located in the valley three kilometers away, the two overlook each other.
But at this moment, the ownership of the real estate is no longer important.
The glorious duel between high-level demons is going on, just like the glorious war between human nobles and nobles... Nothing is more important than this.
Hence, Luo Yan unceremoniously commandeered this pasture on the hillside, and followed the usual practice of demons to send away the herders who were watching the excitement, and even commandeered a few goats.
From a strategic point of view, there is a cliff directly north of the pasture, facing the castle three kilometers away. There is no place more suitable for setting up artillery than here.
I believe that the Dragon family will not worry about the loss of a ranch.
After all, this loss is nothing but a drop in the bucket compared to what they are about to lose.
The Goblins carrying large and small bags rushed to the pasture area one after another under the urging of Ork after passing through the teleportation array in the arena.
He personally selected these goblins from the slave market in the Demon City, and it cost the Demon King a full 1 million Keira!
They may not be good soldiers, but they are definitely excellent craftsmen. Some of them once worked for the hell dwarves, and some even built roads and castles for the front line.
Ok, who was waving his whip, was as excited and nervous as he was excited, yelling and urging.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! Push your things to the cliff! Ork will teach you how to assemble them! Hurry up, Ork!"
Hurry up!"
Hurry up!"
Hurry up! "If anyone dares to lose a part, Ork will twist his head off!"
This is his first time on the battlefield.
Luo Yan could clearly see that he was a little too nervous, and he poured out all his excess emotions on his subordinates.
The commander was so nervous that he could turn his own people into frightened birds without even having to do anything on the other side.
This is not possible.
Although Luo Yan did not expect this group of losers to play a role in the frontal battlefield, it would be troublesome for him if they dropped the guy in their hands and ran away if the opponent charged.
At any rate, he bought these goblins from the slave market in the Demon City with money, and they had to play some role even if they were to die.
Hence, Luo Yan walked up to Oak, stretched out his hand to hold the high whip in the latter's hand, and then shouted for him in the latter's frightened and frightened eyes.
"Okay, boys, stop first and look at me."
The goblins stopped one by one and looked at Luo Yan in the cloak tremblingly, with nervous and frightened eyes.
As expected.
What mood Oak was in at the moment was what the mood of these goblins was, and it was even more than twice as bad as him.
Luo Yan cleared his throat and continued in a casual tone.
“I know you are all confused now. Yesterday, you were still being sold like animals with tags on the slave market in the Magic City. Today, you are inexplicably carrying large and small bags from the arena to the battlefield... But life is like this, isn’t it? It’s always full of surprises, and you can never guess what’s going to happen next, haha.”
The main purpose of the gags is to divert their attention and relax their tense nerves, so as not to make them look like they are going to the execution ground in the next second...even if this is indeed the execution ground.
Looking at the faces that gradually calmed down, Luo Yan changed the subject and continued.
"Listen, you should already be aware of where you stand and what you are going to do next, but I don't want you to think about the problem too complicated."
"I never thought about asking you to charge like knights and charge up like animals to consume the ammunition of the castle - because that is the work of goblins worth 100 kelas, and each of you is worth more than 1,000 kelas!"
When the words fell, Luo Yan could clearly feel that the pair of gray pupils gradually brightened, rekindling the hope of life.
These goblins don't care about being clearly marked with a price. After all, they have been doing this since they were born, and they have even changed hands several times in the slave market.
The Goblin with 1000 Keira is different from the Goblin with 100 Keira...
This seemed to be more convincing than any rhetoric, and it convinced them who were originally worried in an instant.
Luo Yan was keenly aware of this, and the corner of his mouth finally turned up into a smile.
There is no point in drawing cakes with the dead.
If these guys don't even expect to live and are sure that they are just cannon fodder, then it will be useless no matter how much they say about tomorrow.
But it’s different now.
The desire to survive is ignited in every goblin's heart, instead of just being anxious about whether he can survive.
For them, Luo Yan can also give them more things -
For example, a reason to fight.
"Understood? You are not cannon fodder, and I have never intended to treat you as cannon fodder. I hope you will not think so presumptuously! Do you know why I chose you? Because you are different from other goblins. You have dexterous hands, as well as wisdom and cunning that are not inferior to goblins... and these are the things I need!"
Looking at the increasingly bright eyes, he raised his loud voice, letting the sound resound throughout the entire pasture.
"I hope you can all survive and come with me to my Demon King's Territory!"
"There you don't have to wait for tomorrow like slaves, and you no longer have to be afraid of the future that you can never guess! Not only do you have your own nest to sleep in, but you also have meat to eat and wine to drink, just like the goblins walking on the streets of the Demon City!"
“You can do everything they can do! You can even do more than them! Because they are just goblins up to the sky, and you——”
“It’s a naughty thing!!!”
That was a word that Luo Yan came up with on a whim. It was not a race that really existed in this world, but was borrowed from a certain game on Earth in his previous life. That's what impromptu speaking is all about. You have a general direction in mind and say what the audience wants to hear most based on their reactions.
Luo Yan needs such a word to distinguish one group of goblins from another group of goblins and make them aware of their differences.
But what Ling Luo didn't expect was that the reaction of the group of goblins in front of him would be so strong, and the excited cheers seemed to resonate.
In the deafening cheers, a brand new ethnic group was born...
Just like when the goblins drew a clear line between themselves and the Goblin area.
Luo Yan suddenly realized that he seemed to have become a racial inventor unintentionally.
It’s not just them——
Even Ork shouted excitedly, even more excited than when Luo Yan praised him for being smarter than goblins!
After home, he found something new——
The name of that thing is a sense of belonging!
Or the sense of identity!
· A race called "Hubula" is gradually showing its outline, with only a few victories or legends left as flesh and blood to fill its temporarily empty skeleton.
It’s not even just the naughties.
Even the little devil herdsmen who were hiding in the distance to watch the excitement were ignited with desire in their hearts, and their eyes shone with envy.
Even goblins can live a life of eating meat and drinking wine...
Why does it sound more comfortable than working under Mr. Camu Dragon?
Let alone Mr. Dragon, the Demon King's territory described by that Demon King sounds like a demon city!
Although Black Wind Valley is only over a hundred kilometers away from the Magic City, no matter how close it is, it is still not the Magic City after all.
The little devils here are just like serfs, and they are "atomized" serfs, without even a larger "condensation core".
Under the gazes of a pair of almost fanatical eyes, the figure that suddenly grew taller and majestic continued to speak.
"Remember! You who are standing here today are not only fighting for me, but also for yourself! For the endless meat and endless wine! For the bad tomorrow!"
Pairs of pupils were burning with fanaticism, and each of the short goblins burst out with shouts far beyond their small bodies.
It seems like they are all giants standing here!
"Follow the Demon King to the death!!!"
"Very good." Luo Yan nodded approvingly, and returned the command to Oak under the admiring eyes of Oak.
At this moment, he was no longer nervous.
The pupils that were originally filled with fear and hesitation even glowed with a look of death.
Looking at the sudden change in Ouke, Luo Yan was also quite touched.
Although his eloquence in speeches has always been good, at this moment he suddenly realized that the power of faith can be so powerful.
"It looks like you've had enough rest. Now do what my subordinates say and assemble the parts next to you into our cannon!"
"Let those demons see it - the roar of the cowards!"
Not even just full of energy.
They also displayed unparalleled creativity and subjective initiative.
Oke simply explained the assembly steps to them, and they quickly understood the essentials with their own brains.
They themselves are craftsmen among the goblins.
It's just that I have never fought for the magicians of Xuebang, and I don't have as much knowledge and experience as Oak.
There was a busy buzzing sound on the battlefield.
The method of assembling artillery and constructing artillery positions was passed on to ten, ten, and hundreds... Soon the thousand "Nobolas" all had their own work to do, and they started working enthusiastically on the position.
Seeing that he was no longer needed here, Luo Yan said with a smile.
"I'll get you some roasted goats."
It's not his own anyway.
Just as he was walking towards the livestock shed on the pasture, several little devil herdsmen hiding in the dark suddenly flew over, smiled fawningly in front of him, and stammered.
"Sir, let's help you bake."
Luo Yan was stunned for a moment.
"Is this appropriate?"
There are "eyes" in the sky watching, and without even thinking about it, the Dragon family must also be watching.
They may not mind as a demon king killing a few sheep, but the serfs under their opponents may not be so kind.
Several little devils laughed.
"It's okay, we will say that you forced us to do it for you!"
"That's right!"
"You won't mind, right?"
"Or you can just take us away!"
Unexpectedly, Luo Yan laughed and waved his hand.
"Okay, from now on, you will all be captured for spying on the defenders! Go make a fire!"
The eyes of the little devils lit up.
What an excuse!
"I'm looking for firewood!"
"There are spices in the kitchen, I'll get them!"
"Pot! Bring the pot with you!"
Looking at the little devils who were busy, Luo Yan smiled and found a place to sit down.
It seems that roasting the whole lamb does not require him to roast it himself.
…
The battlefield in Black Wind Valley is in full swing, and the Arena in Magic City is also a bustle of people.
The fighting on the fifth floor of the maze was in a state of excitement. For a while, the winner could not be determined. The limelight in the arena was quickly taken away by the Black Wind Valley.
The host standing on the podium was speechless. He didn't know what to say for a moment... because he really couldn't understand what those goblins were doing.
And the audience didn't seem to need him to speak at all. The noisy discussions had already finished all the things he didn't say.
Of course——
This is not the most surprising.
The most incredible thing is that the demon king's mobilization speech not only incited the goblins on the battlefield, but also the goblins in the audience.
The group of goblins born in the magic city were screaming and screaming, their eyes filled with excitement, as if they were standing in the screen, as if they were the cowards.
Because these snot-nosed guys are too incompetent and "ungrateful", the surrounding demons and demons all cast disgusting looks at them.
"These fools."
"They were just bragging, but they took it seriously."
"Huh... I think His Majesty the Demon God is too kind to them."
But apart from those bitter complaints, there were also many demons who cast admiring glances at the huge cubic cone screen.
"As expected of a graduate of Demon King Academy, he is really good at talking."
"It's a pity that war is not about talking."
"Are they building fortifications?"
"It's strange for the attackers to build fortifications. Are they planning to siege the city?"
"Are they assembling a trebuchet?"
"It doesn't look like much, but it looks a bit like a human cannon."
Cannons are not a rare thing. Just like human muskets, although they pose a certain threat to the fortress, they are not that strong.
Generally speaking, only a sufficient number of artillery can pose a sufficient threat to a fixed fortress during a protracted bombardment.
Judging from the supplies carried by the Red Army, there was obviously not that much ammunition.
The judges in the spectator seats were also whispering, wondering whether they had given this group of goblins too low a score.
They don’t seem to be cannon fodder.
"What is a nugget?"
"Have you heard of it?"
"No..."
The VIP box on the top floor of the auditorium.
Starting intently at the big screen, the look in Caesar Colin's eyes became more and more appreciative.
Different from other viewers present.
He is the military minister of the cabinet, and the things he values are naturally different from other demons.
In such a short period of time, the lowest Goblin can burst out with a fighting will that is not inferior to that of the regular army!
This guy is a talent!
Let him command a group of goblins is really an inconvenience!
Caesar, who has fought on the front lines, knows very well that some things can be done by magic, while some things are beyond the scope of magic.
For example, what he saw in front of him was obviously not the realm of magic.
It’s faith!
It’s unbelievable that he actually gave a group of cowardly goblins faith!
"He's a human, right?" Caesar suddenly looked at Principal Ivan beside him and said with bright eyes.
principal Ai Wen was slightly startled and nodded.
"Yes...what's wrong?"
Caesar said with a smile.
"It's nothing, I was just thinking...should I choose a childless member from the side family to give him his first embrace."
As soon as he heard this, Principal Ivan suddenly couldn't hold himself tight, and his burning soul fire became trance-like.
"Well, I don't recommend you do this."
Caesar frowned.
"Why?"
Principal Ai Wen hesitated for a long time before he could say anything.
"Don't the people of the Padridge family already have a crush on him... Of course, you don't need to care about their opinions, but I think it's better for you to think about it again..."
What he wants to see is the war of succession, the counterattack of the illegitimate son, not the family ethics drama!
Although Caesar didn't say it explicitly, he knew his former student very well.
此公年轻的时候就喜欢到处配种，老了倒是不喜欢亲自下场了，不过听说却也没有闲着，没少替族中晚辈张罗……
「那不正好吗，」凯撒He smiled and said, "He is just an ordinary person. Now that he has the status of a descendant of the Colin family, I think the Padridge family will only be happy."
Of course, he has other plans, such as introducing him to his precious granddaughter.
Compared to the succubus of the Padrich family, no matter how you look at it, the vampires of the Colin family are more charming and more powerful.
His thoughts were seen through at a glance, and Principal Ivan felt like he was about to break out in a sweat.
Although he hasn't sweated for a long time since he became a lich...
"I think my opinion is very important... you'd better ask him."
"It's natural, the strong piranha fruit is not sweet," Caesar laughed and said, "You can give me a hint. It's okay if you are not interested. I won't force it."
Ivan was stunned for a moment.
Is that stuff sweet?
Since becoming a lich, he has not tasted food for a long, long time.
(End of this chapter)