In order to ascend, I had no choice but to play games

These personal soldiers were dressed in black armor and were fully armed. Each of them was a carefully selected murder weapon, and they came only for the last two.

There were about thirteen of them in number. After the first wave of crossbow arrows missed, they immediately drew out their waist knives and rushed towards Xiemen heretics and Mukui 1234.

Ignoring the thought of why the soldiers would attack him, the heretics turned around and jumped on Mu Kui 1234's back, pointing at the village not far away and shouting, "Drive!"

"You fucking meow!" Mu Kui 1234 cursed angrily.

"Don't talk nonsense, you don't want your precious merits to be wasted here!"

"Then I can't leave you as bait! Anyway, you are a member of the Great Heavenly Venerable, so I can't do anything to you here!"

"I don't like unreasonable sacrifices. And you can run faster than me while carrying me, so riding you is the best choice. In short, go!"

Mu Kui 1234 had no choice but to run wildly.

Behind them, although the city lord's personal soldiers were wearing armor, they were as strong as cattle, and they could walk like flying with the armor on, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

Just when Mukui 1234 could feel the sound of breathing behind him, the young and strong in the village finally discovered the abnormality here.

The sharp whistle sounded, and the young and strong people in the village jumped out one after another, and ran towards the one here, shouting loudly: "Don't hurt my benefactor!"

Facing these young and strong armed men, the leading soldiers stopped temporarily, held up the tokens in their hands, and shouted sharply: "I am the city lord's personal soldiers, ranked among the ten commanders. Now you are ordered to hunt down the doctor, not only do you not cooperate , but want to stop us. You want to rebel!"

What responded to him was a large number of arrows.

Quickly taking out the leather shield on his back, the ten commander stopped the arrow, and looked at the group of young and strong with anger.

Sure enough, what the city lord said was right, the people here already had the intention of treason.

However, the culprit is still the demagogue healer, so the culprit must be arrested, and the others can be punished a little.

With a sharp wave of his hand, the soldiers behind him raised their knives and rushed towards the young men.

Unlike the policemen, the guards are not only immune to illness, they are also allowed to wear armor.

Ten husbands and above can also receive the blessing of Mozun Temple once a month to stimulate the potential of the body and make the body as powerful as a monster.

This blessing has nothing to do with sickness, it is a magical method obtained by Mozun Temple after countless experiments, and it is an extraordinary realm that ordinary people cannot understand.

Therefore, although the number of young and strong is three times that of theirs, the Ten Commander does not think that these hastily trained civilian soldiers can resist them.

Observing the nearby terrain, the Ten Commander ignored the siege of the young and strong, pointed at the demon heretics and Mu Kui 1234 in the crowd and shouted: "Listen to my order! Raise the knife and charge!"

The remaining 12 people, centered on the chief ten, raised their knives and rushed towards the heretics and Mu Kui 1234 in the crowd.

They had an astonishing momentum, and with every step they made, they rushed towards the crowd like an iron wall, ready to crush the young and strong in front of them together with their targets.

The first wave of young and strong came to meet them, but just as they made contact, they were knocked out by the ten-man commander who was nearly two meters high, and his shoulders were shattered.

But they still struggled to stand up, and shouted loudly despite the pain: "Don't hurt my benefactor!"

The second wave of young and strong came up again, but the soldiers cut them aside with just a few knives, and every one of them was bleeding profusely.

The third wave is already the old people in the village. Some of them are already old and struggling to hold weapons, but each of them has firm eyes and stands in front of the two of them persistently.

When he found that the whole village was guarding against the heretics one after another, the Ten Commander was finally moved.

Slapping away the old man in front of him, he picked up the unguarded heretic, and shouted sharply: "What's going on? What evil method did you use, why are they willing to sacrifice their lives for you?"

"Just treat them a little better." The heretic said helplessly.

"Is the city lord treating them badly! There is enough food and comfortable bedding here, and you don't have to worry about getting sick every day. Why do you turn against such a good city lord?"

The heretics looked helplessly at the chief ten: "That's your benefit, but they don't have it."

The Commander-in-Chief was at a loss for words for a while.

At this time, he saw that heretics began to draw circles, and purple arcs connected end to end, forming extraordinary symbols.

Immediately pinching the other party's fingers, he continued to shout: "What are you doing?"

"Help them heal, some of them are dying. You let me heal them first, and you can talk about it later if you want to kill me, how about it?"

The Ten Commander was at a loss for words again.

The spells of the healers are all related to expelling disease and healing wounds. They don't have a spell to attack people, but they are the best doctors.

Standing aside with his arms folded, the Commander could not help being a little startled as he watched the heretics treat the people around him.

For some wounds, the people in the Mozun Temple can't heal them. At most, they can only isolate the disease, but they still die.

But this doctor, actually has the ability of flesh and bones, some wounds are obviously fatal, but he will heal with one sign.

If there were such people in the city lord's mansion, the battle casualties among the city lords would be reduced to an unimaginable level.

Such a person should be invited into the city lord's mansion and sit on an equal footing with the people in Mozun Temple, why must he be killed?

Although his healing speed is not fast, his movements are very steady.

And the woman in white beside him kept looking at him suspiciously, not knowing what she was thinking.

It took half an hour, and all the young and strong finally recovered, and the heretics finally ushered in the time of death.

Pulling out his waist knife regretfully, the ten commander said: "Your Excellency's methods are extraordinary, but our order is to kill you. Although I don't know what you did, but this is the order of the city lord."

After a pause, the Ten Commander added: "But don't worry, I won't move any of those villagers after you die, so you can go at ease."

The heretic looked at the chief ten, and suddenly laughed: "You are kind."

"It's just human nature. Do you have any last words?"

"Yes, they are here."

As soon as the words were finished, the ten commander suddenly became alert and jumped back quickly.

In his original position, more than ten crossbow bolts were nailed to the ground, almost piercing him into a hedgehog.

And not far away, a large number of volunteer soldiers have rushed here, and the crossbow arrows in their hands are aimed at the commander.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, there are hundreds of villages, large and small, but there is only one city.

At this moment, a large number of young and strong people from the village gathered here, and five hundred young and strong people were watching the thirteen soldiers below, and more young and strong people were rushing here.

Every wave of young and strong has a healer and a Mukui around him.

Even if the personal soldiers can fight ten against one, the doctors can still pull Qing Zhuang up.

Not to mention that there are more people rushing here under the leadership of the doctors to assist and protect their companions.

Facing this group of young and strong men, the Ten Commander was suddenly a little frightened.

A long-neglected force is gathering, still awake, and baring its fangs on the one who once ruled.

This is the power of the people, and it is also the power of flames. In front of this power, they are nothing.

Raising his hand to let his subordinates not to resist, he dropped his weapon and said to the heretics in front of him, "We surrender."

The players who heard the news found that there was no battle to fight, and they were a little depressed.

The bandits near the house were all killed, and the surrounding monsters were also dealt with. Although it is good to gain merit while lying down, it still feels a bit boring.

During this period of time, they can only accumulate merit slowly, and they can only guard it before opening new functions.

"Anyway, being idle is idle, let's find something to do."

"Agreed, it's rare for everyone to gather here, why don't you choose whose Mukui is the cutest."

"How can there be such a boring game, it must belong to my family!"

"Confidence is a good thing, but if I bring out my cat's ear disease Jiao Mukui, how should you deal with it?"

"My family's Sanmu Kwai is the best!"

"Has Aojiao retired?"

The healers who were defending against the enemy just now were arguing because of Mu Kui beside them, causing the commander's face to twitch continuously.

I... did I drop the wrong person?

Fortunately, it didn't take long for this group of players to realize that such arguing was meaningless, just like discussing whether tofu nao was sweet or salty.

And the young and strong finally gathered together, so they simply started to build roads, so as to open up the connection between the various villages and towns, so that it would be more convenient to support each other in the future.

So, they turned to Rufeng, and just now they were arguing about Mukui, but in the next second they hooked their shoulders and started building infrastructure.

The ten captain and others have also been stripped of their armor, tied up with oil-soaked ropes, and imprisoned in a cell.

Not long after, the heretics came in with Mu Kui 1234.

The commander who disarmed was a burly man with well-developed muscles and wounds almost everywhere on his body. It could be seen that he was a veteran of many battles.

Sitting down in front of the other party, the heretic asked suspiciously: "You are the city lord's personal soldier, why did the city lord attack us?"

"This is the order of the city lord. We don't need to think about why, we just need to do it."

"Then why did you surrender?"

"If I'm the only one, then I'll fight to the death. But I still have brothers, they can't break here."

"The city lord won't blame you?"

"Just blame me."

After listening to the ten husband commander's answer, the heretics feel that this person is quite foolish and loyal.

But his previous actions made the heretics discover that this person still has some loyalty in his heart, which is different from those war weapons that only know how to kill.

Keep it, maybe it will be useful someday.

After ordering someone to guard him, he rubbed Mu Kui 1234's head and began to think about the problem.

Mukui 1234, who was being pawed by him like a cat, kept kicking him, but there was no response no matter how he kicked him, which made Mukui 1234 even more angry.

Now, what puzzled the heretics the most was why the city lord wanted to kill him.

He just improved the living environment of the residents, expelled the sickness, made the lives of the people around him better, and organized the young and strong to resist the bandits.

In ancient times, it would be considered treason at best...

hiss……

Sighing, the heretics finally figured out why the city lord couldn't tolerate them doctors.

In the eyes of modern people, their actions are normal poverty alleviation, but in the eyes of the city lord, it is a disobedience.

Moreover, the city lord is backed by the Mozun Temple, and the Mozun Temple seems to be using the bandits to do things again. They, the doctors, have unintentionally offended the two biggest forces.

"I didn't expect that we offended two big mountains just to make the common people live better."

Hearing the emotion of heretics, Mukui 1234 stopped in his tracks, and said with a sneer, "You know that too."

"This kind of thing..."

"Are you afraid?"

"It's so cool!"

Mukui 1234 stared wide-eyed, looking at the heretic in astonishment, feeling that this person might have been frightened out of his wits.

"Are you crazy!" Mukui 1234 asked, "You're going to lose your head!"

"Yes, but are we afraid of losing our heads?"

"...That's true. But is this kind of thing fun?"

The evil heretic looked at the distance and said with emotion: "I feel that there is nothing more interesting and enjoyable than rebelling in a feudal society!"

"But if you do this, it is different from the arrangement of the Great Heavenly Venerable!"

"Maybe this is the arrangement of the Great Tianzun. If not, why did he set up such a dark environment, and why did he let us come here! Why are we called healers again! Healing one person is just a small doctor. Those who can heal the world, It is the great doctor, the doctor!"

The voice of the heretics was so deafening that Mu Kui 1234 was dumbfounded, and once again refreshed his views on the heretics.

Is the pattern of this product so big?

Although I know that he probably feels that it is more fun to rebel, but this situation is really big.

"So, what are you going to do next?"

"Of course, continue to call on everyone, and then raise the red flag here. The disease in this world is not in the body, but in the mind. We doctors are to cure the disease and save the sick, to clear the disease in the heart together, so that everyone knows what they should live for !"

Listening to Mu Kui 1234's heart pounding, his heart beat involuntarily, and his eyes became foggy.

Looking at the heretics, she found that this supposedly annoying guy suddenly became so radiant that people couldn't look directly at him.

Clutching her chest, she felt as if an extra heart had come out of nowhere, which made her a little afraid to stay here, but also a little wanting to get closer.

What's wrong with me?

When the Ten Commander surrendered, someone woke up in the Mozun Temple in the city.

The city walls here are tall, and there are no people in the city, only the city lord and his soldiers in armor.

And in the center of the city, the black tower rushes towards the sky as if distorted. Its sides are full of black balloons, like alveoli, constantly breathing out the sickness of this world.

These black pagodas are the symbols of the Mozun Temple. Practitioners who worship the Sick Demon King use this as their base, enjoy the offerings of the city lord, and give them the sapphire that can protect them from being polluted by the sickness.

The priest of Mozun Temple, who was covered in black energy, counted his fingers, and then let out a faint exclamation.

Flame, appeared.

It must be contained.