Herod couldn't help but frown: There was a big difference between the two numbers 'tens of thousands' and 'tens of thousands'. This shows how unprofessional the scout in front of him was.

But he is not demanding. After all, the other party is a dark mage, and his expertise is extremely inappropriate. It is already commendable that he can understand the difference between "tens of thousands" and "tens of thousands".

You know, if you put a group of people there, even he would have a hard time telling whether those people are "tens of thousands" or "tens of thousands".

He murmured: "Tens of thousands of barbarians? Ha. I went to look for them, but they came to me on their own. This is a good thing."

The dark mage said anxiously: "Lord, what should we do?"

"Gather some people together and practice with them." Herod said calmly, as if explaining a small matter.

Then the bell in the Demon Temple rang, spreading throughout Aldheim. In less than ten breaths, all the dark mages gathered in the Demon Temple, and the Goblin Silver Light was also among them.

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Yin Guang hid at the end of the team, looking at the dark mage watching beside him, secretly guessing what happened.

Yin Guang wanted to see some clues from the dark mages' eyes, but found that these dark mages were just as confused as he was.

"Have you been exposed? Impossible. The Lich would not put up such a big battle just to catch a little spy of his. The Ruman people come to attack? This is even more impossible. The Ruman people have not spread their wings."

Yin Guang thought about various possibilities in his mind, and even considered whether Lord Lorraine led a large group of old priests in white robes and white beards to fight.

The lich Herod walked out holding his bone staff. He glanced at the black heads in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. The efficiency of the dark mages in transforming undead soldiers was very good. Now all the undead in Aldheim are dead.

It's them who control it.

Herod pointed to the west and said in a hoarse voice: "Tens of thousands of barbarians have appeared in the west, maybe tens of thousands, but no matter what, those dirty and stupid barbarians are coming to us anyway.

Go and deal with them~!" There were no passionate slogans or loud oaths. All the dark mages bowed silently, turned around and walked out.

The goblin silver light was wrapped in the crowd and followed their footsteps out of the Demon Temple. Then the dark mages took off into the air and flew to different places.

When Yin Guang was confused about where to go, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and he was dragged towards the city gate of Aldheim.

Silver Light looked up and saw that it was Flint.

Flint only said "Follow me" and quickly climbed up the city wall with the goblin.

Standing high and looking out, the valley in front of Oldham is silent. A small river flows through the valley. The snow on the sunny side melts, revealing the gray stone ground on the ground. There is no trace of any living thing.

Herod and several lichs then fell from the sky and landed in front of Flint and Silver Light. One of the lichs raised his face slightly, as if smelling the cold wind, then grinned and said: "I

It smells like a stranger."

"Fresh soul, fresh blood." Herod seemed to be preparing for a feast.

The lichs seemed to be preparing to watch the bloody performance of the gladiators, with cruel smiles on their faces.

Goblin Yinguang was still wondering, where on earth was this person? Looking around, there were all bare rocks.

At this time, on the mountain peak opposite Oldham, a dark shadow appeared on the snow line of the peak. They paused for a moment, and then jumped off the mountain.

These moving black shadows rushed down from the peak line in a steady stream, heading straight towards Aldheim.

As the distance got closer and closer, Yinguang heard the unique shouts of the barbarians as they charged along with the cold wind.

"Loha, Loha..."

The sound became clearer from a slight sound, and the silver light also saw clearly the barbarians who had been killed. Their number was no less than ten thousand, and there were still people who continued to cross the mountain peaks and join the battlefield in the valley. I don’t know how many more people would join.

Come in.

The wilderness in front of Aldheim is full of barbarian figures, wrapped in simple furs and holding crude weapons in their hands.

Yin Guang stared at the howling barbarian with wide eyes, a look of regret on his face, and said in his heart: "Don't come over, don't come over, you will die."

The shouts became louder and louder, and the barbarians in the vanguard were only a short distance away from the city gate.

Herod sneered, waved his hand and said, "Now that you're here, don't even go back."

Then he waved his hand and said: "Let's get started."

The lichs dodged, left the city wall, and disappeared into the city of Aldheim.

Flintra pulled the goblin and said: "If you don't want to die, just follow me."

The city gate of Oldham opened, revealing the straight street behind the city gate.

When the barbarians rushed to the city gate, they stopped in surprise and wandered around the city gate.

There was no one on the road and no one could be seen on the buildings. The whole city was as quiet as a ghost town.

This was the first time for the barbarians to see such a strange thing. On their way to charge, they clearly saw people on the tower. However, when they arrived, they all disappeared.

While the barbarian warriors hesitated, behind them, Hagrid and other clan leaders stopped on the hillside to watch the battle.

"What a majestic city~!" someone couldn't help but exclaimed.

The barbarians, who had never thought of building a city, were amazed by its magnificence and neatness when they first saw Aldheim.

"How many people can be in this city?" Chief Hagrid asked in a daze.

"Fifty thousand, no, one hundred thousand~!"

"I think two hundred thousand is possible."

Patriarch Hagrid nodded and said: "Twenty thousand people, the plundered wealth of two hundred thousand barbarians are all in it."

The clan leaders cheered up like a shot of chicken blood. Two hundred thousand barbarians and more than fifty tribesmen and their property were in the city in front of them.

As long as it is defeated, one's wealth and population will increase dramatically. Faced with this temptation, no one can calm down.

But some people were unmoved and said: "We Woolf don't want any wealth."

Just when others lamented that the young patriarch's brain was burned out, they said leisurely: "We only need this city."

"You think so beautifully~!"

"Condominium management must belong to everyone."

"Agree, joint management, and use this place as the capital of our barbarians."

Hagrid stopped their quarrel and said: "My tribe doesn't want anything. As for the spoils, let's just win this battle."

"What the hell, why are our people not moving at the door?"

The chiefs found their warriors lingering in front of the city gate.

Sharp-eyed, he noticed the empty city wall, laughed loudly, and shouted: "They didn't close the city gate. Those cowards were scared away by us, hurry up and rush in."

"Come in. Rush in~!"

Under the loud urging of the patriarchs from behind, the brave barbarians stepped over the walls of Aldheim and rushed onto the streets of the city with shouts.

They smashed open every building and searched every room, but found nothing. The city was empty as if it had never been inhabited. Even the gloomy temple in the city was empty.

Feeling deceived, the barbarians angrily knocked down the idol and smashed the altar.

It wasn't until they rushed through most of the city that they finally found their compatriots in a simple shack.

These barbarians living in Aldheim all fell to the ground at this moment, lying or lying motionless on the cold ground, as if they were dead.

A barbarian warrior stepped forward and pulled up his compatriot. He looked at the other person as if he was asleep, shook them vigorously, and urged: "Wake up, wake up, tell me where the treasure is?"

A man next to him reached out to touch their necks, shook his head and said, "It's useless, they're dead."

"I am x", the soldier cursed, threw away the dead barbarian in his hand, clapped his hands and said repeatedly: "It's bad luck, bad luck."

Move on to find the next person.

The pushed down barbarian corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and his eyes had turned a turbid yellow-green color. Then the long-dead corpse moved its arms and legs clumsily, struggling to stand up from the ground.

After seeing the horrified eyes of his comrades, the soldier suddenly turned around and saw the person he judged to be a corpse staring at him with withered eyes.

The barbarian warrior said happily: "It's great that you are still alive. I tell you to run away..."

At this time, the opponent suddenly pounced forward, hugged the barbarian warrior's neck and bit it hard.

"Ah~!" The shrill scream alerted all the barbarian warriors.

When they gathered towards the place where the sound came from, they found that people lying down were constantly getting up from the ground, or walking out of the knocked down shacks.

These people stagger and move like stiff puppets, but once they get close to a living barbarian warrior, they will suddenly pounce on them and bite them.

But when the soldiers used their swords to kill these monsters, they found that they could not be killed. Even if their hands and feet were cut off, these monsters would persist in crawling toward them.

"It's Zad's devil~!" the soldiers shouted in panic.

"They can't kill you, so run away."

The savages were not afraid of living enemies, but were afraid of this immortal monster. They screamed in panic and scrambled to flee backwards.

When they followed the way in and tried to escape from this ghost town, they found that the city gate was tightly closed. Thousands of barbarians like them were guarding the gate, with bright weapons in their hands pointed at them.

The originally empty streets were now crowded with dense crowds, who faced the barbarian warriors in silence.

With a "chirp" sound, like a ghost screaming, the monsters surrounding the barbarian warriors rushed up from all sides.

Oldham's was engulfed in shadow.

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