Daomen Invasion

Is unbearable, Xiahe evaluates those soldiers in his heart. It is easy to win now, still relying on the power of the Merrifin family mage, the magic ballista can shoot so accurately, covering a very small range.

How many of those soldiers can survive if the epic caster is thrown onto the deck?

The entire battle did not last for half an hour, and a fleet of half-elves disappeared. Most of the flying warships have fallen back. Hundreds of miles away, no enemy has been seen.

The half-elf interception fleet is estimated to have no intelligence, so it was sent out to patrol the sea and wanted to find Xiahe's expeditionary fleet to fight.

However, the expeditionary fleet has nearly a hundred ships, and the number of magic cannons on the ship is also crushing the half-elf fleet.

The half-elf fleet does not even have a magical defense network, and the propulsion device was destroyed by an explosion golem, becoming a coffin floating on the sea. It is estimated that these explosive puppets, who want to deal with the warships of the Holy Thunder Empire, cannot do so.

Xiahe recalled that the Saint Thunder Empire battleship he saw on the seabed felt that the standard of the battleship was not inferior to that of the ship he made. The key is cost, if the cost doubles ...

The Expeditionary Fleet carefully approached the burning half-elf battleship, and the Mage regiment took the soldiers up.

Sure enough, in the cabin, there are some stubborn guys.

However, this is not an underground world. The enclosed space did not retreat. The magician world threw the fireball into it until it was tired and crooked. It was determined that there could be no living people inside. Only a few ice and snow spells were dropped to cool down This air cleaning technique makes it suitable for living activities, and finally sends heavy armored soldiers to clean up the body.

These processes were still trained by Xiahe's army.

The people of Xiahe took a small boat, some of them boarded the battleship of the Merrifin family, and the other part, together with the people of the Merrifin family, went to salvage the bodies of the epic spellcasters.

There will be wealth on the caster. These are two good things that are eliminated on the battlefield, and all will be divided equally. The rest of the spoils will also be shared by a small family. This is not the case, they are not eligible for it.

Because of Xiahe's order, they did not make them rush to win the Red Sea City, and they could stop and collect loot along the way. Although more than twenty half-elven warships have been burned to the upper deck, the hull below always has recycling value.

These are all allocated shares. The small nobility dispatched the army once, but it also hurts the bones. No matter what the benefits are, there is no fighting.

Xiahe let the fleet bring so many people who are waste in his eyes, mainly to observe emotional issues. Although the world of Shenzhou is also studying the psychology of the servant army, Xiahe is not an all-rounder, and he did not invest too much in this area. They are all things in books.

The human heart was originally the most difficult thing to guess.

Xiahe estimates that the number of servants in the wars he has fought in later years must be several times that of his own army, or even more than ten times.

The servant army is not useless, at least it doesn't have to hurt you if you die.

Just one battle, Xiahe found many things. The servant army has a high desire for loot, but it does not pursue quality. That is to say, almost as few as they can satisfy them. The servant army also pays more attention to entertainment. The soldiers are far less bitter than their own army.

The personal combat effectiveness of the servant army is not much different from that of its own, and some are even much higher than their own recruits. But their discipline is a problem. If you play alone and play in the ring, your 1,000 elites are not necessarily the opponents of these soldiers.

After all, the time to become a professional is very short, and the training time is also short.

However, the same number of groups can only be crushed by their own soldiers. Xiahe felt that his 1,000 people could kill the 1,000 of these little nobles without damage.

Although I have seen it in books, Xiahe understands it more deeply by making a comparison in reality.

Xiahe did not plan to command the army to play in person in the future, but he must know it, otherwise he would not know how to fight the war below, and he would definitely be deceived.

Trust and laissez-faire are different, he must be responsible for his soldiers.

Perhaps, the fighting power of these servants should be improved?

In Rhode Island, the training time of the servant army was too short, so that they could only memorize some regulations, and it was really the point of life and death. Xiahe did not feel that the servant army could withstand the pressure.

Thinking about it, Xiahe immediately opened the badge's sound array and heard Freya's voice.

"Sir, some people are staring at the underground veins. It is estimated that the magical rough stone can't be concealed. Snowvis caught some spies."

"How to deal with it?"

"All were executed directly."

"It's okay, it's still more than half a year. Although the underground world is a land of no ownership, the area occupied by me and the county king has been delineated, and it doesn't make sense for others to want to occupy it in the past. Area, approaching the veins underground from a distance and mining on the edge. "

"Then should I increase the number of pirates?"

"Of course we have to increase it. Anyway, it's a confused account at the end. Who can get it?"

"Okay, then you have nothing to ask?"

"No, just pay attention to safety."

"I will. I won't spend too much time here. The students at Storm Point have to deal with more things. There are also small rooms in the back of the college that have been transformed and can be used for cultivation. I do n’t dare to remodel large-scale secret rooms, but some are already accessible. "

"Wait, wait for our legend, it will be much easier."

"Yes." Freya agreed to cut off the communication.

Xiahe is not surprised, such things as mine veins will always leave clues, hide for so long, has already made a lot of money. When the imperial nobles know that there is such a land of no ownership, when anyone can share a piece of soup, half a year is considered fast.

Anyway, the five ghosts will steal the best ore, almost all too lazy to start.

Xiahe now has mineral veins under the sea in the eastern waters. Even if there is less income there, it will not affect his development. And after things went wrong, there were still some nonsense.

Both the emperor and the Metatron family will stand up and talk, and wait for the nobles to settle their differences. When did that happen?

The emperor and Metatron could not only take advantage and bear no responsibility.

"Teacher, the flowers in the garden are blooming." Smith rushed over suddenly.

Xiahe smiled and said: "You are not a child anymore, why are you so excited?"

"Why am I not a child," Smith said with a deflated mouth, "The teacher often said that it is not an idiot to pretend to be mature."

Xiahe failed and said, "Go check it out."

It was snowing early this year in Rhode Island. It was late in Sun City, but it suddenly fell overnight last night. In the garden of Xiahe, a lot of plums are planted. These plum blossoms are modified magic plants, which should have been blooming in spring, but this kind of blooming was only in late autumn.

Xiahe cultivates the metallicity of this magic plant material and absorbs the breath of Gengjin.

In the Marquis House of Xiahe, there was no maid, and Taoists generally did not like it. Xiahe has now made some puppets, which are very vivid and take care of the house in the Marquis House.

Covered by heavy snow, the magic plants planted along the low wall are mostly dead, with only a few plum trees, proudly blooming in the snow. The plum blossoms are red and white, and they are very close, and there is no fragrance. Smith leaned forward, sniffed with his nose, and smiled: "This devil is planted strangely, and there is a strong fragrance within half a foot."

"The flowering period is not long, thank you tomorrow."

"Why is this?" Smith wondered.

"It was originally a test product, and I need their materials."

"What can you do with such a little material?"

"Be a sword bag for you."

"Jiancang? I don't want that thing ... But the teacher gave it to me, I must study hard!" Smith looked at Xiahe's complexion and quickly changed his mind.

"What do you know, you can't go out in the future, you are wearing a large set of armor, and your face is not exposed. The teacher is a Taoist and is also decent. You will also follow me in a robe and a negative sword bag. Just be comfortable. Besides, do you know why your sister made the green silk sword? "

"For handsome?"

"Ok."

Smith grimaced, afraid to say unbelief. But Sister is very handsome, and swordsmanship is also powerful.

"Sword pockets can raise swords. If you don't like sword pill, then use sword pockets to raise a long sword to deal with lower-level enemies. . "

"How can there be a sharp cut by hand," Smith muttered.

"Did you know? As a sword repairer, the most feared thing is to be targeted by someone at ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ who must know your weakness. You must kill it. Usually you show the same long-range ability of the caster, the enemy will Try to get close to you and fight with you. "

"I get it. Sister, her melee is definitely more powerful."

"That's not true. If you want to know what she is good at, just ask yourself."

Smith threw his tongue out, he was a little afraid of Medieri, although Medieri would be gentle to him.

"Smith, your state is still too low. With more and more wars, our Marquis Palace is destined to be glorious. You are my student and someone will target you."

"I know, I am the weakest, so I must start."

"No, they will want to kill Medieri more. I am just a teacher, worried about your safety."

Smith suddenly became dignified and apologized to Xiahe.

"Alas, this snow is really too early." Xia He suddenly said inexplicably.

"Teacher, Xue is early or early, what does it matter?"

"Remind the individual."

Smith didn't ask, Xiahe remembered it was his own master. At that time, it was a big snow, he met him on the street. He asked himself if he wanted to practice.

A piece of pink plum petals fell, and Xiahe reached out, leaned on his fingertips, and flicked it out gently. Smith's eyes widened, and he sensed the sharp breath that was instantly released from Meifa as if it were a peerless sword. 8)