"Let us mourn the great scholar with a heavy heart."
In front of the Town Square, Cecilia's voice was heavy as she faced the White Stone City Guards who were ready to go.
"The scholar sacrificed his entire life for the prosperity of the city and to resist the Undead Plague. It was because of his special plague medicine that we were able to survive and not become the claws of the Lord of Plague. "
"However, the cunning enemy extended their evil claws to this master! They even destroyed the production factory and warehouse of the plague medicine! "
"The enemy's goal is very obvious. They want to use the evil plague to turn us all into Undead! We will become the servants of the Lord of Plague. "
"Warriors, we can't just sit here and wait for death. The enemy is in the north, and the Imperial Army is also rushing over. We must lead the army to the north, confront the enemy, and completely annihilate them! "
The three knight captains, Tim, Mark, and Phil, immediately shouted, "For the scholar!"
"For the scholar!"
"For freedom, for survival!"
"For freedom! For survival! "
"The morale of the army can be used," Bai Xiaowen, who was hiding in the attic of the Lord's Mansion, said as he watched this scene.
"I strongly object, Boss!"
In the Black Soul Stone, Zombie Doctor, who was in soul form, said unhappily, "I'm an important researcher and should enjoy your protection … But what happened? You used me as bait! If I die a few more times, I'll forget all the precious knowledge in my mind! "
"If you forget everything, you won't have any value," Bai Xiaowen said.
Zombie Doctor shrunk his neck. "… I'm just exaggerating, Boss! Although death will cause a certain amount of damage, as long as Boss provides a little bit of soul essence, I'll still remember the things that I've forgotten! "
"Mm, that's good. However, I'm also lacking soul essence, so you have to use it sparingly. If you need it, go find Delifa. For the next few days, stay in the Lord's Mansion and don't go anywhere. "
After Bai Xiaowen finished speaking, he put on his cloak and walked out of the Lord's Mansion with Qiao Rui, Li Shuyi, and Han Xu.
After her speech, Cecilia met up with Bai Xiaowen.
"How's the preparation going?" Bai Xiaowen asked.
"I've already prepared it in advance. There are a total of 300 barrels. When we destroyed the drows, we only used a few dozen barrels. "Cecilia was a little worried." Can we fit them in the storage space? "
"Don't worry, I still have the team storage space," Bai Xiaowen said calmly. "Do you know the actual situation of the enemy?"
"Sister Selin has been following the assassin all the way. She has already sent us some basic information. She doesn't dare to get too close to the enemy's headquarters and can only use her tongue to search. Her information might not be complete. "
Cecilia paused for a moment and continued, "The command center of the Remnant Army is jointly decided by three people. The three of them were the Orc Warlord, Gartman the Crusher, the Troll Warlord, Cridan the Skullcutter, and the representative of the Lord of Pestilence, Gowers the Plague Envoy. There were about 6,000 people in the entire army. I'll mark their positions on the map. "
Bai Xiaowen smiled. "Very good. After these 6,000 troops are destroyed, I believe the Lord of Pestilence won't be able to organize another attack for a while."
"You have to be careful. I don't want to see you take risks alone." Cecilia stroked Bai Xiaowen's cheek.
"Don't worry, I'll do what I can. Well, let Bonita take me to the warehouse … You and Shu Yi will lead the army to the north. When the agreed secret signal appears, we'll kill our way into the battlefield. "
Bai Xiaowen peeked around and saw that there was no one around. He gently kissed Cecilia's face.
…
White Eagle Er Er was flying high in the sky. Bai Xiaowen rode on its back and looked down at the majestic and rough mountains of the Northern Region.
Er Er was flying very fast. Not long after, Bai Xiaowen saw the camp of the Remnant Army below.
"Let's ring the final bell."
Bai Xiaowen stood on White Eagle Er Er's back, took out a large wooden barrel from the storage space, and threw it down.
Swish! Swish!
Swish! Large wooden barrels fell from the sky and splashed a lot of white smoke when they landed.
After inhaling the smoke, the undead troops felt uncomfortable and tore at their own skin.
The ultimate nemesis of the plague, encountering the Undead of Plague, was like dry wood encountering a raging fire. No one could stop it.
A wave of zombies was spreading.
Soon, the Remnant Army reacted.
In the main tent, the three members of the Senior Military Conference stood up and gave orders.
"It's a drug for the Undead of Plague!"
"Order everyone to disperse! Use the Lord's backup plan to suppress the effect of the drug! "
"High altitude! Shoot that damned bird down! "
Seeing the messy camp of the Remnant Army, Bai Xiaowen showed a smile.
"Sorry, I'm not going to give you a chance to deal with it."
After throwing down the last barrel, Bai Xiaowen gently tapped White Eagle Er Er's back with the tip of his foot.
White Eagle Er Er understood Bai Xiaowen's intention and swooped down. At the lowest point, Bai Xiaowen suddenly jumped down.
Then White Eagle Er Er pulled up high and flew in the direction of Baishi City while chirping.
Boom!
Smoke and dust filled the air. Bai Xiaowen landed in a classic half-kneeling position, and the earth shook slightly.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, Bai Xiaowen slowly raised his head.
The surrounding Remnant Army looked at this scene in amazement, and an unspeakable fear spread.
What should they do? The flying man in front of them seemed to be very cool and powerful when he landed.
Should they go? Or should they wait for others to test his strength?
Bai Xiaowen didn't know the thoughts of the Remnant Army around him. There were only three letters in his heart.
MMP, my legs are numb.
If I'm given another chance, I won't pretend.
The three members of the Senior Military Conference also found Bai Xiaowen falling from the sky.
"What are you hesitating for? Go! Kill this despicable human! "The Orc Warlord, Gartman the Smasher, roared loudly.
The Remnant Army soldiers hesitated and stepped forward.
The numbness in their legs didn't affect Bai Xiaowen's next move.
As early as when he was on the back of White Eagle Er Er, Bai Xiaowen had replaced his title with an A-level title that he had never used before.
Messenger of Misfortune!
[Messenger of Misfortune: Your existence heralds the arrival of misfortune. After the combat state lasts for 5 seconds, all nearby targets (regardless of friend or foe, including yourself) will be affected by the effect of misfortune, adding a random abnormal state.]
The description of this title was very long.
The longer the combat time, the more abnormal states added, the greater the range of influence, and the higher the priority level was as high as 8 points.
It was no exaggeration to say that all the Remnant Army here, one by one, could not be exempted from the negative state with a priority level of 8!
When the Remnant Army shot arrows at Bai Xiaowen in the sky, he entered the combat state.
Now, the five seconds were up.
A layer of dense gray fog that only Bai Xiaowen could see suddenly shrouded all the enemies within a hundred meters … including himself.
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