The lord is red again

After Lind learned the location of a large number of Mechanicus believers, he took action immediately.

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In order to prevent the undead under his command from secretly transmitting intelligence to bring him competitors and increase the uncertainty of the "future", Lind estimated the scale of the war immediately.

After the undead, his style of fighting has not changed, basically all in on the undead.

Anyway, the cost of using the undead is low, just pile up the number and use the human sea tactics, and the rest of the specific operations don't need to be taken care of, the undead will play their own role.

But it's not possible now.

"We need a detailed map, including the surrounding geographical environment, and the strong people who may exist around."

This is a war with great involvement.

The terrain of Wuyu City is complex, and the strength of each ring knight is very strong. The key is that they are all guarding the underground sealed things.

Even if Lind can forcibly kill the ring knight with violent means at thunder speed, the subsequent chaos of the underground sealed objects will be a big trouble. Gradually nibbling and controlling the scale is the right way.

If Lind could get the 8th ring strength in one leap, of course, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. He could consider raising his arms and waiting for the entire Mordina to bow down.

Magdalena's role is still important.

"I remember that it was a fortress, where a group of dwarves once lived." Magdalena puffed her round face, "They were arrogant."

"Dwarves?"

I've heard of it, but Lind has never seen it, if dwarves can be considered dwarves.

This time it was the old astrologer who spoke: "Different clans from us, with different blood flowing in their veins, but they all belong to humans."

Lind had never heard of such a statement before.

"We are also considered other races."

"It's just a racial nickname. We used to call humans in other material planes old races, ancient people, and barbarians."

"It fits the stereotype very well." Lind nodded.

He changed the topic from the racial title.

He looked at the old astrologer again and asked, "How strong are those dwarves?"

"They are xenophobic and claim to be a superior race, but their number is not large, only about 8,000. If there are wars in recent years, their number will be even smaller."

The distinction between high and low is in line with the stereotype of "barbarians" like him about higher planes.

"No, they won't." This time it was Nur who spoke, "They have followers of the Mechanicus, and they won't have any personnel losses unless there is an internal conflict."

"That's right." Lind agreed with Nur's statement, "What's worse is that because of their lurking and hiding during this period, their strength has improved, with stronger weapons and a larger army..."

Everyone at the table was silent.

The raid was launched under the premise of not affecting other ring knights as much as possible, the movement should not be too loud, and at the same time, they must have strong offensive capabilities, so the maximum number of people that can be mobilized for this battle will not be too large. Wanting an army of more than 100,000 people to press on will only trigger riots in Wuyu City, and eventually lead to complete loss of control.

"We are very short on time." Linde said, "I will first determine the candidates for the attack on the Dwarf Fortress."

The undead are easy to deal with, just pick the strongest ones. When the human wave tactics cannot be carried out, the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers is extremely important.

"I will be responsible for the attack. Magdalena, the King of Corruption Grace, Tionne, the Prince of the Twin Swords, Ana the Skinny Ghost, the Daughter of the Night, the Queen of the Snakes, and Noor, follow me."

The Daughter of the Night, the Queen of the Snakes, Tionne and Linde are in the fifth ring.

The King of Corruption Grace, the Prince of the Twin Swords and Ana the Skinny Ghost are in the sixth ring.

As a believer of the Mechanicus, Noor is responsible for receiving talents.

There are even too many of them. If a large number of powerful NPCs are transferred away from their original places, the areas they are responsible for may be lost. However, the Mechanicus is too important, so Linde has to be cautious.

A quick battle, leave immediately after saving people.

Only by going into battle lightly can the speed requirement be implemented to the end.

"In addition, we need Silver Fall Sword Princess Leah, and the astrologers should also send a few people to follow."

The high-end combat power has been determined, and the remaining number needs to be filled entirely by the undead. The main desperate and pathfinding work is also completed by the undead, and there will be no waste.

The rest is to issue tasks for the undead to come and complete this important talent rescue plan.

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After the role-playing gameplay was opened, many people entered it as if they were trying something new. There was a small snow country in the north of the Enstad continent as a pilot. There was an undead who really became the king of a country and let the entire country run for him. Experience the story from a completely different perspective, so that the undead really have a role-playing feeling, instead of being undead, wandering outside everything.

My ring will not lose. Pushing open the door, looking at the sun outside, I suddenly felt tears in my eyes.

"Finally out!"

He chose the prisoner and was trapped all the time.

I tried to break out by force, and then became a red name and was always wanted. There were even undead princes, knights, soldiers and other roles in my country who came to arrest me.

Now he finally has a chance to go out.

"Become a gladiator in the arena, a guinea pig in the magic experiment of the mage tower, or a slave in mining?"

My ring will not lose. I am very excited.

"This is the first time that there is an additional option besides being a slave!"

No need to think, I will definitely choose to be a guinea pig.

He really wanted to take this opportunity to study magic, maybe he could understand magic better and make himself go further, instead of being a machine that can only cast fixed skills.

In the following period of time, my ring-take will not lose completely understood the role of the little white mouse, which was inhumane. He was bombed and died every day.

He was dizzy from the bombing, but he also gained something. He really seemed to have a little understanding of magic.

After being bombed again, my ring-take will not lose in the fountain to rebirth. After a little preparation, he prepared to go back and continue to be bombed.

"Why do so many NPCs suddenly have golden exclamation marks on their heads?"

Golden exclamation marks, exclusive to Lind Arman.

During this period of time, the undead people also slowly discovered that the [! ] in the game does not mean anything. Other NPCs also have other symbols to represent their identities, but that is [! ] ah.

The undead saw that the golden exclamation marks could not move, so they wanted to get closer to take a look, not to mention that these golden exclamation marks were cleverly placed on their heads.

He got in front of an NPC, who was the priest of the Twin Sword Prince Church.

"What can I do for you?"

"A prisoner?" The priest looked my Huanqunwushu up and down, "Maybe you can help? I'm worried about one thing. The great prince of the two swords, Mokdo, is about to participate in a war. He needs powerful soldiers, but his requirements are too high. Our church can't find even one warrior who meets the requirements."

"Can I try?"

"Of course, if you can successfully join, I am willing to give you a considerable amount of money as a thank you."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I volunteered and I don't need any thank you."

As an old hand in the game, my Huanqunwushu knows that you can choose not to accept money at this time. If you accept money, you will get money, and if you don't accept money, you can gain the other party's favor.

It's just some money, it doesn't matter at all. It's easy to brush the favor.

After reminding the other party to have the favor, the smile on my Huanqunwushu face became more intense.

"What should I do?"

"Please go to the square to participate in the selection. Oh, by the way, remember to explain that you are a warrior of the Dual Sword Prince Church. We can't really go alone without anyone, right?" The priest blinked.

My Ring Taker will not lose and smiled and responded: "Of course."

When they arrived at the square, many undead people had come together. So far, no one has posted related videos online to discuss it, because this task came so suddenly that the undead people had no time to post related content. At least they had to figure out what the task was about.

The selection method was very characteristic of "Linde Arman", with a sign standing.

It showed the required profession, the required team position, the required level, equipment requirements, etc.

Very cold numerical requirements.

"There are still 3 positions for mages, 12 positions for knights, and 2 positions for nurses." After a glance, he felt a little tight and the opportunity might be fleeting.

Soon the positions of the 3 mages were taken first.

The undead who didn't grab a position also asked.

"Sir, can we PK, so that the stronger ones can go up."

Although no one knows what this mission is related to, it does not hinder the competition. Let's grab the mission first. If others have it and I don't, I will definitely toss and turn and have trouble sleeping.

Now is sleeping? Then now is a nightmare.

"Time is tight, as long as you meet the requirements." The NPC explained patiently.

Because there are dozens of princes and princesses among the inquiring people.

"I am a prince, let me in!" Someone responded quickly.

If you have an identity, you must use it.

"This is the king's order." The NPC was embarrassed.

"Go to Nettle City, there are still a dozen wizard positions there!" A large part of the crowd dispersed.

Soon it was my ring-taking that would not lose.

"I can take on the role of a knight or a priest."

"You need to go there for the test."

"Yes."

Profession cannot limit a person's true fighting style, just like my ring-taking that will not lose, he has reached the point where any role can be used.

The number is gathered very quickly, and many places jointly select and compete for scarce positions. The quick hand will be the one who is slow.

They all came to the throne of war, 20,000 undead.

Seeing Lind in full armor, the undead couldn't help but exclaim.

At the same time, someone broadcasted these scenes live.

My Ring Taker would not lose quietly listening to Lind's speech. He remembered that the other party was a master of speech and was very eloquent.

Lind waved his hand, and the undead immediately noticed the changes in their bodies. The armor and various stunning costumes on their bodies disappeared, and they actually wore uniform armor.

With silver as the main body, engraved with obscure magic patterns, the gears as decorations slowly rotated, and the light-like blood was transmitted to every part of the body through the magic patterns, outlining their general outlines.

"Temporary skin?" Someone accidentally touched the armor on his body and chose to take off his clothes.

Sure enough, he took off the equipment he was wearing.

"Red, green and blue, red is a knight, blue is a wizard, and green is an auxiliary." My Ring Taker would not lose immediately understood the intention of this operation.

It is convenient to distinguish identities in war.

At the same time, he was full of expectations for the next war.

Unlike what he imagined, Linde said concisely: "Everyone, keep up with the team. You are not allowed to leave the team for more than 1 kilometer."

Without a mission description, he must prevent the undead from leaking the news. Maybe one of them is live streaming. If Grand Duke Hein, who is regarded as a rival by Linde, is reminded, there will definitely be a conflict.

"Action!"

The team moved forward, and the undead followed with full of doubts into the Fog Rain City.

With Linde leading the way, the team moved forward smoothly, and there were no disputes along the way. Even if some soldiers from the Sunless City tried to rush over, they would be easily killed by Linde.

At the same time.

Grand Duke Hein, the 'King of Kings', sat on the throne casually.

The bodies of several undead slowly turned into ashes in his eyes, and the emblem on half of his face also gradually dimmed from bright to ordinary tattoos.

He bent down and grabbed the wine glass.

"Equipment recycling? Free trade? Ha!"

Having been tricked by the undead before, Grand Duke Hein is not happy with the undead who come to provoke him. He killed those undead just now because they jumped into his face.

He looked at the trembling undead in front of him.

"Stop pretending. You are not afraid at all, right?"

The undead really stopped shaking, raised his head and said elegantly: "Yes, you can't do anything to us, but I am not here to provoke you. I hope we can cooperate."

"Cooperation?" Grand Duke Hein repeated in his mouth.

"Otherwise you will only be swallowed by Linde Alman."

"Him? A barbarian from the countryside."

"Also the new lord of Wuyu City."

"Hmph!"

Grand Duke Hein stopped talking.

"He has now organized an elite team and personally led them to the depths of Wuyu City. It seems to be for something, but we don't know anything." The undead continued.

It is right not to let you know. Under the seemingly loose appearance of Grand Duke Hein, he is extremely vigilant in his heart.

After suffering a real loss, he has already listed the undead as an object that cannot be underestimated.

"What do you want to say?"

"No matter what Linde Alman wants to do, we can't always be one step behind him." The undead said, "Arrange people to rob."

"Hahaha!" Grand Duke Hein laughed, "Do you have enough people to go by yourself, or are you unable to deal with the strong men under Linde Alman?"

"Lord, I am thinking about you."

A sword light flew out and nailed the undead to the ground. The undead looked incredulous, and muttered to himself as he turned into ashes and dissipated: "Damn, NPC has become a spirit?"

Grand Duke Hein looked at the ashes and snorted, and at the same time he was confused.

"Is Linde Alman for that group of dwarves? Although they are a little arrogant, they are indeed very good subordinates."

He has never made any mistakes following Linde, so he has to follow suit this time.

Rob the dwarves, right? He has to rob them too.