Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 213 It’s bad luck for him

Late at night, the twin moons hang high.

A giant eagle bathed in light flew silently up to the Zanluo Plateau and landed on the north side of the Splittoe clan's territory.

There were two skeletons sitting on its back, and it was holding two skeletons in its claws. After landing, it flew north without looking back.

"Damn, you stupid bird! You are so cowardly!"

Mr. Sa cursed.

Teacher Xia: "What should we do? It's only level five, and you don't have a mind interference device. Isn't it reasonable to be afraid of the aura of a level six leader creature?"

Mr. Sa: "Little Sa will not be afraid!"

Teacher Xia: "Then you should call me."

Mr. Sa stopped talking.

The four men visited late at night, obviously not for negotiation, but for beheading.

When Heine asked that question, the fighting enthusiasm of several people was suddenly ignited!

A crack appeared in the shackles of fear that had long been dominated by the wisdom of the indigenous people, and they saw a truly hearty boss battle!

What else is there to consider?

beat!

Hit whatever you want!

Then they came.

In the game, Ursa, the leader of the Splittoe Clan, who is called "Bear Tyrant" by players, is a well-deserved ruthless character.

He is a sixth-level ancestor who can shake two ancestors - of course, current players know that it may not be the ancestor, and it is very likely that he was played by an enemy who died at his hands during the ceremony.

But everyone in the game thinks so.

Therefore, the minimum challenge configuration for Xiong Ba is to have at least one tank of the same level, that is, level 6.

In theory, they should bring the warrior brother with them.

However, for the sake of experience, a few people decided to eat alone.

After all, if the warrior brother is allowed to take the damage head-on, in the end he will have to steal someone else's head to survive.

And they have a senior rogue who knows the Zanluo camp well.

Without Xiao Xiao Sa to help Mr. Sa split up, everyone could only stay where they were and wait for Teacher Xia to explore the camp first.

About an hour later, the air next to him squirmed.

Teacher Xia appeared holding a pile of dirty linen.

A smell rushed towards everyone, impacting everyone's five senses simulated by perception.

"Put this on first, wrap it around your head, and listen to me."

The three of them didn't know what was going on, but they still did it.

Wei Dianyuan: "What is this thing? Why does it smell so bad?"

After they all put them on, Teacher Xia continued: "These are the diapers for Xiong Ba's sons."

The three of them were stunned for a moment, then cursed and pulled down.

Zhu Sheep: "I damn well knew..."

Teacher Xia: "Hey, don't worry, don't tear it apart, this thing is very precious, listen to me. I took a look at it, and I am familiar with the structure of this camp. Maybe this is the tradition of the Zanluo people.

"The northernmost is the military camp. The three of you will go in from the north later. If you encounter patrols, let Brother Wei banish them. Don't be afraid of the hounds. The hounds will sit down and stretch out their paws when they smell the urine on you. No. It knows how to bark, this is specially trained by Xiong Ba."

Mr. Sa: “Damn, you’re such a professional, how do you know this?”

Teacher Xia: "Don't ask, just ask because you were chased by a dog before. In short, you are closest to Xiong Ba's royal tent, and you will soon reach the largest white tent. If Brother Wei feels pressure, don't lean on him. Be careful of being discovered by the soul priest.

"I will come in from the direction of the slums, and then go to the central area to set fire to try to muddy the water. This kind of thing is usually left to the soul priest, and I will be responsible for dealing with him.

"When you see the fire over there and the priest leaves, it's time to take action. Fight if you can. If you can't, remember to try the Heine Cult's mouth escape and ask him if he wants a paternity test."

Zhu Sheep: "Don't worry about my vocabulary, buddy."

Teacher Xia: "Let's go then. I'll just mention one thing. You are sneaking in, so don't go too far."

Mr. Sa: "Don't worry, we know how to sneak in better than you!"

Teacher Xia: "You know something!"

He laughed and cursed, and the two groups split up.

...

No one in the Clefttoe clan could have guessed this night attack.

Just like Xiong Ba would not have guessed that all one hundred flying dragon riders had been wiped out, and not even one of them could come back to report the news.

There are very few ground sentries in the military camp. After all, there are usually flying dragons hovering in the sky, and the slightest disturbance cannot be hidden from them.

But tonight, three sackcloth dumplings smelling of urine were sneaking between the tents.

Listening to the thunderous snoring around them, the three of them felt at ease.

Occasionally, a hound patrolling alone would actually sit on the ground as Teacher Xia said, obediently stretching out its hands and sticking out its tongue.

Mr. Sa: "Isn't this too simple?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Yang felt a crisis!

At the end of the road ahead, the air squirmed.

Then a Zanluo man with sinister features and a slender tail appeared on his back.

He walked towards this side doubtfully and took out the hand crossbow from his back as he walked.

Wei Dianyuan: "You are really capable of speaking."

Mr. Sa: "What should I do? It's not up to me."

Zhu Sheep: "What else can he do? It's just bad luck for him if he encounters us."

So Wei Dianyuan lifted up a corner of the rag, and the binding ring released a restricted beam of light.

The Zanluo sentry reacted quickly, but he was still entangled with half of his body.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to shout, a silent arrow shot towards him.

Centered between eyebrows.

He fell to the ground with wide eyes.

At this time, Mr. Sa rushed over, quickly broke the arrow shaft and "bandaged" the opponent's wound.

When he moved the body to the corner, there was nothing left on the scene except a trace of blood smell lingering in the air.

five minutes later.

Before the next intersection, Wei Dianyuan said in a complicated tone: "There are two brothers in front who seem to be..."

Catching Sheep: "What are you doing?"

Wei Dianyuan: "Yes."

Zhu Sheep: "...ah?"

Mr. Sa: "What kind of encrypted call are you talking about? Just do it!"

He stuck his head out for a look and quickly retracted.

"Forget it, let's take a detour. How the hell are we going to do this?"

Catching Sheep: "We're in bad luck."

Next, after experiencing several more "bad luck for him"...

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Wei Dianyuan, who used his senses to guide the direction, took the three of them on a road that passed by the armory.

It was brightly lit, and two yawning sentries stood at the door.

There were four more inside, two standing chatting and two walking back and forth because of the cold.

After all, it is not a game. They have no regular activities and their behavior is quite disorderly.

Catching Sheep: "Theoretically, you can avoid passing here, right?"

Wei Dianyuan: "I've come here all the time..."

Zhu Sheep: "Then...what did Mr. Sa say?"