Chapter 1375: Chapter 948, Recruiting Troops
Fortress of Black Fog.
Blood red streams along the ground, flagpoles severed in half, arrows lodged all over the surrounding buildings and walls.
The entire area is perated with a thick scent of blood.
According to the plot, the fortress’s defense army has just defeated the rebels.
The entire city is shrouded in the scent of blood.
Under the central banner.
Countless transmigrators huddle around, roughly estimated to be more than a thousand in number.
At this mont, three of them slowly step onto a raised stone platform.
Soone shouts: “After discussion, it’s been decided that President Ronald will serve as the commander-in-chief of this fortress. We hope everyone will cooperate.”
After discussions and contests of strength among several transmigrator alliances.
A unified leader has finally been selected.
The Alliance Hierarch of the Blazing Alliance, Ronald.
Ronald, a Fire Elental Mage from the human Mage guild, in his thirties, with bushy eyebrows and a well-defined nose, exudes an aura of an elegant and dashing middle-aged man.
He’s dressed in a mage’s robe and holds a wooden staff.
He waits quietly on the side and only steps onto the platform after introducing himself.
With a soft, gentle smile, he says: “Ladies and gentlen, according to the plot’s task, we have defeated the rebel army. The ammunition in town is depleted, and equipnt damaged. Apart from the walls and the gates, we don’t have many resources left to use.”
After a breath adjustnt, he continues, “The transmigrators from the rebel army will soon arrive here for the final battle. We have the advantage in numbers and are protected by the city. As long as we stick together and maintain our defense, it won’t be difficult. Just stay united and follow orders, and the points awarded won’t be low. Everyone can exchange them for their respective rewards once this is over.”
Ronald speaks passionately, but the crowd below remains silent.
Apart from a few echoes from the Blazing Alliance mbers, no one responds.
Everyone’s an adult here, having been filtered by the system ti and ti again, no one’s a fool, naturally not buying into these empty promises.
There are points awarded for this task.
So tasks are rewarding with high points, so are a waste of ti with low points.
It’s like cutting a cake, everyone wants a piece with more frosting.
Without a doubt, the better tasks will be given to their own people, or split among a few powerful alliances.
It’s one matter if the people from the sa alliance are grouped together, but now it’s a mixed arrangent.
Nations differ, alliances differ.
Naturally, they won’t be willing to submit to soone’s orders just because of a few words.
Ronald didn’t expect such a cold reception, ti is of the essence, and if they delay any longer, the rebel army will co killing their way here. He thinks for a mont and continues, “Task points will be distributed evenly, and if we fail in the end, I also promise to compensate everyone.”
It’s only upon hearing these words does the crowd start to show so reaction.
Even if they fail, there is at least a safety net with compensation.
Seeing most people nod their heads.
Ronald breathes a sigh of relief, he nearly thought the position he fought so hard for was about to be taken away.
“Alright, now I will assign tasks to everyone.”
The crowd springs into action, whether they’re willing or not, they have to take it one step at a ti for now.
…
Elsewhere.
Fang Hao looks up when he hears Kim Zhi He’s call.
By Kim Zhi He’s side, there is a billowing flag, with a red backdrop and blue edges, no emblem on it.
Doesn’t look like a faction’s banner.
Fang Hao walks over to check the flag’s attributes.
[Recruitnt Flag]
[Effect: When occupied by the defense faction, it generates one troop unit every twenty minutes (stops producing upon reaching the stronghold limit). When occupied by the rebel faction, recruitnt tokens can be used here to recruit troops.]
(Description: A flag that exists due to the rules, indestructible, cannot be taken out of the Task Space.)
This task is indeed quite different from the past.
It can generate troops.
Fang Hao takes out two tokens, saying, “Your troop level is too low, I’ll use both of these.”
“Ah, okay,” Kim Zhi He replies.
The first token was earned by himself, and during the kill of the checkpoint enemy, she hadn’t been of any help either.
Never for a mont did I think I had a share of this Token.
Fang Hao didn’t hesitate and imdiately chose to use the Token.
[You have used the Recruitnt Token, the scattered rebels are assembling at your location.]
[Recruited rebel soldiers: Hundred-Ard Skeleton General 100, Blessed Longbown 100.]
Rustle rustle!
Two hundred Undead troops appeared, surrounding the Recruitnt Flag.
Seeing the troops recruited by the prompt, Fang Hao was quite pleasantly surprised.
The first Token recruited the Hundred-Ard Skeleton General, and the second summoned the Blessed Longbown.
Both troop types were actually quite useful.
Even if there were only two hundred of them, the attributes of the troops completely overshadowed those castle guards.
The mont the Skeleton troops appeared, Kim Zhi He was startled.
After making sure they wouldn’t attack her and seeing the attributes of the troops, her eyes and mouth opened wide with a face full of surprise.
Mythical Troops?
What exactly are these Mythical Troops, sothing beyond the tenth order?
How is it possible, that soone who hasn’t even made it to the rankings, could have such troops?
Being with Mr. Fu Lei, it seems like every single action he takes makes her heart race.
Everything is surprising, it’s simply incredible.
After the shock, doubts about the man’s identity began to take hold.
Is his real na Fu Lei?
This four-ard skeleton troop last appeared as part of Fang Hao’s forces.
Could it be…
He devoured Fang Hao’s Book of Lords? Then why isn’t he on the world leaderboard?
Rustle rustle!
While Fang Hao was adjusting the troop formation and Kim Zhi He was lost in her wild thoughts.
Suddenly, rustling sounds ca from the bushes to the left.
A figure peeked out from the woods.
Seeing the corpses everywhere, and scattered skeletons, he stumbled a bit, nearly falling over.
He was about to turn and run, but then he clearly saw the clothing of the two people among the skeletons.
The rebels!
“Don’t panic, I’m also with the rebel camp, hold your fire.” Despite his own nerves, he kept urging the people across from him not to be nervous.
Fang Hao and his companion looked at him: about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, black hair, yellow skin, looking quite spirited.
A Chinese person!
Kim Zhi He imdiately spoke up, “We’re also with the rebels, these bodies on the ground are all from the guards.”
“Oh oh!” The man pondered for a mont then moved closer.
Seeing that the skeletons did not make a move, the man strode over.
First, he glanced at Kim Zhi He, then sized up Fang Hao, and said: “My na is An Hongming, what may I call you two?”
“Kim Zhi He, and this is Mr. Fu Lei.” Like a personal assistant, Kim Zhi He took the lead to answer.
An Hongming furrowed his brows, looking at both of them with widened eyes.
He exclaid in surprise: “You’re the author of ‘Dragon Consort’s Marriage’, right, Kim Zhi He?”
Kim Zhi He’s face instantly flushed, her expression sowhat flustered.
It was as if her guilty pleasure had been pointed out.
On hearing the na, Fang Hao furrowed his brows, recalled for a mont, and then his eyes widened as well.
It’s her!
The Korean artist who drew comics for the channel.
Previously, she had drawn so romantic comics, but it was ‘Dragon Consort’s Marriage’ that suddenly made her famous.
“Holy shit, it’s you!”
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