Through the endless golden wheat fields, the team soon came to a small town surrounded by wooden fences. Although it looks a little simple on the surface, the towering arrow towers and a large number of patrolling militias proved that it is not a country town with human flesh, but an armed fortress.

Of course, limited by capital and metal smelting technology, most of the militia\'s equipment is not very good. Most of them are leather armor and inlaid armor. Their weapons are basically long guns, bows and arrows, and only a few elite are equipped with metal armor and long sword.

However, as the defense side, such strength is enough to make the forgotten feel headache. At least there is no good way to take it here before the large-scale assembly of troops.

After all, once they began to assemble troops, the alliance would not turn a blind eye, and the result would be a large-scale war.

Neither Sal, the great tribal chief known for his wisdom, nor Sylvanas, the dark queen full of ideas of revenge against the Lich King, will allow this to happen.

Perhaps continuous harassment and sneak attacks, creating an atmosphere of tension and panic and allowing local residents to escape by themselves, are the best action plan that the forgotten can take.

"Stop! Please identify yourself!"

As soon as the carriage came to the gate, the guards standing high raised their bows and arrows and shouted to stop it.

"Hi! Frank! Relax! It\'s me!" the leading young man raised his head and waved his hand.

"Garrick? Didn\'t you go out on patrol? God! How did you get hurt? No, where did the weapons and armor on your shoulder come from?" the guard quickly signaled his companion to open the door, and he fell down along the ladder and ran close.

The young man named Garrick threw the booty on the ground, gave each other a warm hug with open arms, and then replied with a laugh: "Holy light bless! You may not believe it. I met two damn undead today. Look, this is their memory for me. If I hadn\'t met this kind mage, I wouldn\'t be able to come back alive."

"Two undead?! let me see!" Frank grabbed the armor and weapon and carefully identified the badge and pattern on it.

After about a minute or two, he stood up and said in a very serious tone, "that\'s right! It\'s a member of the talemyr commando. This is the fourth attack this week. It seems that the mayor\'s expectation is right. They really want to start on our food reserves."

"No! More than that! The mage told me that those bastards were testing us for a new magic plague." Garrick angrily told the truth he had learned not long ago.

He could hardly imagine how terrible the results would be if a plague like stansom broke out in the town.

At that time, their relatives, friends and companions will all lose control under the infection of the plague, and finally have to kill them personally. There is no more tragic thing in the world.

For a moment, the young man seemed to understand how much pain and suffering Prince Alsace felt when he gave the order to kill the city.

No wonder he finally chose to fall into the darkness and kill the fear demon melganis. Only in this way can he give an explanation to himself in his heart and to his relatives and friends who died miserably

"Plague?! you mean what the dead put on us is a magical plague?!" Frank grew up in surprise.

"Yes! Plague! I don\'t know exactly. I\'d better ask the mage to explain to the mayor. He just did a test and let a sparrow breathe a little green fog. As a result, the sparrow\'s body doubled and became very aggressive. Imagine what would happen if our people or livestock accidentally ate contaminated food?"

In order to make his peers aware of the seriousness of the problem, Garrick said everything he knew without reservation.

"In that case, go and see the mayor. Finally, thank you for saving my friend, Mr. noble mage. This magic ring is the booty of a badly wounded necromancer I killed by chance. Now I\'ll give it to you as a gift of thanks." Frank said, taking out the ring with purple light from his pocket.

Although the surface of the ring was covered with scratches due to improper maintenance, the gem was still bright.

Zhang Cheng took it in his hand and identified it briefly. He found that it was a violet ring. The reward given to full members by the kenrito Parliament was also a proof of identity.

Its function is to improve the wearer\'s intelligence and mana recovery speed. There is one of Ruisen\'s relics, and this one is just a pair.

Obviously, the dead necromancer must have been a member of the kenrito Council, but he was forcibly awakened after his death.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Cheng directly put the second violet ring on the index finger of his right hand and felt the magic energy gathering around him faster than just now. A trace of joy appeared on his face. He stroked his chest with one hand and leaned slightly: "thank you very much. This ring is very useful to me."

"You\'re welcome. You deserve it. Oh, I almost forgot that the mayor of Burnside is holding a parliament in the town hall to discuss how to deal with more and more frequent attacks. You\'d better announce this bad news to everyone before the parliament is over. Some guys in the province always say we\'re making a fuss."

"No problem, this is one of the two purposes I came to town. As for the other, it is naturally steaming food and soft bed." Zhang Cheng joked in a semi joking tone.

"Ha ha! I promise you will get the best food and bed later. Maybe there will be a warm and beautiful girl on the bed." Frank laughed happily.

After a simple goodbye, the party, led by Garrick, went straight to the tallest building in the town.

After entrusting the motorcade to a coachman, old George followed closely with his little daughter and a small box filled with arcane crystals. After the shock of last night, he secretly determined that wherever Zhang Cheng went, he would follow.

It is estimated that in his subconscious mind, only powerful magic can protect his life and property.

Zhang chengminrui noticed this, but he didn\'t say anything and let the other party follow.

Just as he arrived at the gate of the town hall, he suddenly heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside.

"Asshole! What did you say just now? Repeat it!"

"Repeat, repeat! I just told the truth. You, Burnside, have been overwhelmed by hatred. The focus of our busy work now is not the dead, but the autumn harvest. If you continue to recruit militias, we won\'t have enough people to harvest food."

"Are you blind? Can\'t you see the attacks of the dead? I tell you! Their attacks have been increasing since last month. Now they dare to come out in broad daylight. Is food more important than life?"

"I\'m not blind! But if we can\'t store enough food in autumn, what will we do next year? Eat air?"

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