Legendary Hero

Night, Ares Watch.

In half a day, the soldiers had gathered all the spoils and buried the bodies of their comrades. Now, a huge bonfire has been lit on the sentry square, and a party celebrating the victory is being held.

The souls of those warriors who died will be kept in the guard post, waiting for the opportunity to resurrect.

Their usual way of resurrection is to throw in a baby born in the fortress. In various sentries and silver fortresses, there are a large number of ordinary people, these ordinary people will give birth to children. Some fighters are happy with each other and have children, and their children are where the fighters are reborn.

Of course, the number is limited and you have to take turns according to your specific contributions during your lifetime.

In this case, the soldiers did not feel sad, and everyone was enjoying the joy of victory.

Next to a small bonfire in the square, Thoreau, the elf warrior, did not roast the purified terrain dragon meat like other warriors. He held a small notebook in his hand and was writing something on the fire.

In this battle, he was very lucky. He suffered only a few minor injuries, but he killed two giants with his own hands. This is already a first-class credit in the sentry. When the original force was allocated, his original force was not only He only paid off the emergency allocation of power before the war, and promoted his power to the middle of the legend.

In the sentry post, his power was already in the middle and upper class, and he also got the ownership of half of the giant's corpse.

A person came over, sat next to him, and came over with a husky familiar voice: "What are you writing?"

It was Montalie, Thoreau smiled slightly and spread out the book for her to read.

"In a gloomy and gloomy world, the brilliance of the God of War is like a sharp sword, piercing the darkness. Oh, it's my clan's war record. Would you still write this?" Montali looked at this clan with admiration.

"It's just a hobby." Thoreau took a skewer of grilled dragon meat from Montali, took a bite, and chewed heavily on the flexible muscle tendons in the rough dragon meat. The juice leaked out, making him feel a slight mouth. It was numb, when he swallowed the dragon meat that he had finally chewed up. I felt a hot warm current in my stomach flowing to the limbs and limbs. The exhaustion of fighting during the day was wiped out. Even a slight tingling sensation came from the wound, which was a sign of rapid healing.

"Although this meat is not very delicious. But it contains powerful energy, and I feel that my energy is going to explode." Thoreau praised.

"Hehe, I guess many soldiers can't sleep tonight." Montalie glanced at the soldiers on the square, her emerald green eyes were radiant and full of charming charm. Thoreau's heart shook as he watched.

He didn't restrain his mind, so his hand naturally wrapped around the female elf's waist, and the female elf did not refuse, but leaned in his arms.

"I don't know how long our sentry can last." Montali still has a strong sense of uncertainty about the future. The location of this sentry is too far forward. It is the westernmost point of the entire natural **** purification area. As long as there is war, This is the first place to be burned.

It's nothing once or twice. After a long time, you will definitely be unable to hold on. It is like a reef blocked on a turbulent river. It can block the river for one or two years, but for a hundred years, the reef will always be knocked down by the river.

In fact, this is not just the worries of the female elves. This time, most of the warriors who followed William the Orc have similar thoughts in their hearts. Although today's battle has been won, what will happen in the future? Can you always win in the future? Hard!

But Thoreau didn’t think so. He was more optimistic, and smiled: “That’s not necessarily. We can’t always be a small sentry here. Since the lord can build a sentry in a month, why can’t this be built into a medium-sized sentry? , The large guard post, and even the fortress?"

"Fortress?" Montali opened her eyes wide.

"Well, fortress. This is not how I feel. It is my observation. Look, we are all celebrating now, but have you seen the Lord?" Thoreau asked.

"Isn't he drinking with William?" Montalie pointed to a figure in the middle of the square.

"That's just a powerless incarnation. The real power and mind of the lord are not here at all. Look at the workshop, it's all working. Have you seen those giant corpses?"

"Not paying attention." Montalie shook her head.

"Most of them have been taken away for processing. It is estimated that a large part of it has already been decomposed into raw materials, and maybe it will become our armor and weapons soon. You see. Even if it is just a big victory, even This should be a time for us to rest and play. The lord is still unswervingly improving the power of the sentry post. Look at the soldiers in the sentry who have been following the lord. Can you see a trace of worry about the future in their faces? "

"No." Montalie shook his head, and the veteran soldiers admired the lord so much that they could tell from the tone of their speech.

"So I believe that this War God post must have a great future!" Thoreau's tone was very positive.

"The diligent sentry lord is everywhere." Montari retorted.

"But there are not many diligent and talented monarchs. You have to work in the right direction to achieve results. On the contrary, I was wasting time. My original officer was a diligent person. Unfortunately, he was not good at commanding. You have seen the result." Thoreau smiled.

Montalie was persuaded, and she felt lighter: "Listening to you, I have already begun to look forward to it."

"It will be brilliant here, I firmly believe that. So I start to write war notes now, and in the future, this may make me a lot of money, haha." Thoreau laughed complacently.

Silver Fortress.

Allen suddenly felt a huge force rushing from the void. She was startled and felt it carefully. She was overjoyed again and said to herself: "Ruo Lin, you really didn't disappoint me."

She calmly entered the core of the original force of the Silver Fortress, and carefully sensed the original force sent from the War God's post this time.

The force is pure, but the purification of the force is based on Alan's runes, so every purified force has the mark of the rune. With these subtle marks, Alan can reverse the specific results of the battle.

After a while, Allen showed a smile on his face: "Three hundred and twenty-three iron-eaters and a terrain dragon. Then the iron-eaters that attacked at least more than 500, plus the abyss behemoths, this is already It is equivalent to an attack force of a thousand-man army."

A thousand-member army was still repulsed, and after the battle was won, so much force was gained, which was enough to make the War God's Outpost completely gain a foothold.

She knew that Grensen of the Warlord's Post had been recruited in the fortress for many days, but the results were very little. She had not found an effective way to help before, but now, she can push it heavily behind.

Finding his fortress manager, Allen said casually: "I just got the news that the War God's post on the westernmost side repelled the attack of the Dark Legion, gained a lot of force, and won a very rare victory."

The manager listened quietly, he could feel the coalition commander in front of him very happy.

"It takes great courage and outstanding talent to be able to successfully establish a sentry on the westernmost side. Now that I have won such a big victory, as the commander of the coalition army, I must give a reward. Did you say that, my chief?"

"That's true. The Guardian of the Gods of War opened up a new frontier. This is a great feat!" The manager nodded earnestly. There was an element of flattery to Allen, but he did have such an idea. How many demigods led the team to explore the territory in the west. Most of the results are failures, and now one has succeeded, which is really rare.

"So now I announce that starting from today, the force paid to the fortress by the outposts at the forefront of the battle line will drop by 3%, and only need to pay 2%. Then the farther east you go, the ratio will gradually increase. Up to 8%. As for how to increase the intermediate link, you write a document to me, and if there is no problem, I will follow the rules!" Allen said.

"Yes!" The manager nodded. He knew that if he wanted to conquer the Crimson Land, he had to go west. The demigods who went west had no special rewards, so the positions of sentry posts were blooming on all sides.

Now there are enough outposts around, and the strategic depth of the fort is enough, but it can't go on like this forever.

Of course, the natural gods will not obviously want to break the members to do something, even if they want to let the members go west to open up new frontiers, they will leave room for choice.

Those who are willing to pay a high rate of force can go to a relatively safe place to establish a sentry. Those who take the initiative to open up the border to the west can enjoy preferential treatment.

Don’t look at the small gap between 8% and 2%, but the middle is carefully calculated. If you pay 8% of the force and deduct the maintenance costs of various sentries, the speed of the development of this sentry will be greatly restricted. Keep pace, if 2%, the development of the sentry is basically unaffected.

The document was quickly drawn up and sent to Allen. Allen read it and changed a few details. This document was posted on the fortress public notice.

As soon as this document came out, the entire fortress was in an uproar, and people didn't respond much to the reform of the specific payment of the Force. The biggest thing was that the War God Post actually withstood the offensive of the Dark Legion!

What does this show? It shows that the lord of War God's Post is definitely talented ~ www.readwn.com~ Follow him. Although he will take big risks, he may have a big future in the future.

The weight of this victory was so heavy that it caused many people to change their views on War God's Post.

For a time, many fighters who were determined to make contributions and gain a broad future set their sights on the post of God of War. Grenson, who had been sitting on the bench for many days in the corner of the fortress square, immediately became busy.

Grensen also saw the announcement and was no stranger to the current situation. He felt fortunate and proud: "The lord is really not an ordinary person. As expected, I didn't misunderstand the wrong person. Now I have a chance for promotion."

This time, in just three days, he recruited more than 300 people, including 30 craftsmen.

With these people, Grenson, who was eager to know the specific situation of the guard post, left the Silver Fortress and hurried back to the War God guard post day and night.

At the Watch of the God of War, Luo Lin had already stared at the withered plain where the iron-eating giants lived. (To be continued.)

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