Heroes of Might and Magic: Lord of the Dead

On the city wall, a large number of players are chatting.

After the army of the Griffin Principality withdrew, the players were instead reused. Players who could only be stationed outside the city can now be stationed in the city.

"Yeah, who would have thought that the Holy Emperor was actually killed by the devil, who is the supreme ruler of the entire Holy Empire!"

"Who said it wasn't? Now it seems that the Sanctuary is not that strong. Even its supreme ruler was killed. It's a joke!"

"Damn, people are really different.

Under the leadership of the Eye of God, the Tianyan Guild came here to get a lot of benefits. They left Kasheng City, and it was our turn to be stationed. However, the reinforcements retreated. Last night, the orcs launched a counterattack in other places. It's a bunch of hard bones."

Someone else muttered.

The Eye of God of the Sky Eye Guild joined the Church of Light in the Griffin Principality. They also came here with the army, and because of their status, they obtained many good opportunities.

In this war, it can be said that they have gained enough benefits.

Previously, the Sky Eye Guild was also responsible for assisting in the garrison of the Holy City of Ka.

But the Tianyan Guild had eaten the meat before it was their turn to drink the soup, and yesterday the orcs started to counterattack, which made them feel very aggrieved.

Don't drink soup, people are gone.

It's just that they are not willing to let them just give up.

"Then what can be done? Either choose to do it, or choose not to do it. After all, the Crow Principality has already opened wages, and can calculate the money according to your military strength and strength. If you don't do it, some people do it."

"The first two groups of people who died are really a loss. Fortunately, we chose the other principalities, so the Crow Principality had to count the money."

"The rubbish principality will die sooner or later!"

Another player continued to scold, apparently they didn't have a good impression of... the Crow Principality.

Now the players in the entire Raven Principality are almost slipping away, and no one wants to believe in the Raven Principality.

They also talked about the dark elves, the dwarves in the north of the Stag Duchy, and the elves in the elf forest.

There are already some player guilds, who spend the price in the towns built by themselves, and convert them into dwarves, dark elves and even elves.

Moreover, they were all transformed in batches, and even the core members of the entire guild were transformed into heroes of other races.

The appearance of elves and dark elves is good, but the appearance of orcs and dwarves is really exaggerated, but there are still people who choose.

The battle in which the ultimate blood rage broke out has become a famous battle resounding in the streets.

Many people also took a fancy to the blood rage effect of the orcs.

In fact, just the previous week, the number of players in the Orc Guild had also increased a lot. They all used towns and spent gold and rare resources to transform into Orcs.

However, their strength is much weaker than normal orcs, and the legions they lead are not even strong.

Among the orc tribes that respect their strength, they were instead assigned to the rest of the small corps, and were not able to join the top ranks of the orc tribe.

Originally, the number of people who have been transformed is not many, and they have never mixed up, so Lin Jin can't get in touch with these... players.

Just as all the players were chatting, they saw dense black dots appearing on the horizon in the distance.

"The Orc Legion is here!"

In an instant, all the small talk came to an abrupt end, and all the faces became: solemn.

They fight with orcs every day, how can they not know who the enemy is! On the city wall, the holy knights and nobles of the Crow Principality also rushed over, leading their legions, and came to the empty city wall.

They looked at the legion in the distance with solemn expressions.

And when they saw the black dragon king at the head, and the overwhelming black dragon group, there was a deep fear in their eyes.

At the time of the war, the Black Dragon King and the Golden Beamon were also famous all over the world, but in the following war, the Black Dragon King and the Golden Beamon seemed to disappear out of thin air and never appeared in the orc camp again.

Unexpectedly, they appeared yesterday, leading the army of dark elves to attack the military fortress of the Sanctuary and the garrison of Coron Forest, and now they join the orcs to attack the holy city of Ka.

"Fight! Fight!"

The crow duchy nobles who were guarding the city had already drawn out the long sword from their waists, glanced at the crowd, and shouted loudly: "The Holy Light will surely bless us!"

"The Holy Light will bless us!"

"The Holy Light will bless us!"

The continuous sound was passed on like a wave, and the faces of all the arms became: solemn.

"Bless the ghost, let's withdraw, this can't be beat."

"Yeah, I can see it as well. The interior of the Holy Empire is a mess. We can't let the power of the guild sacrifice in vain if we don't share this muddy water."

Listening to this bluffing nonsense, these... players didn't believe it, but scoffed.

But just when they were about to retreat, a Templar hero who belonged to the player frowned and looked at his lord with dissatisfaction.

"Lord, fighting the orcs is to bless the innocent people and protect the Holy Light. This is the clothing that any hero of the temple should wear, and it is also a great honor."

The Templar hero looked at the player seriously.

"What do you mean you are my subordinate, you should listen to me!"

"Sorry, in the face of the crisis of the Holy Empire, any citizen should contribute his own strength, please forgive me for not being able to leave."

The Templar simply ignored the player.