Chapter 139, a mandatory mission appears
During this time, I was worried about the Skull-Crushing Tribe, but I forgot about the seven-day mandatory mission.
Now the system prompt appears, and the third 7-day mandatory task has been confirmed.
[Congratulations, you successfully survived for 20 days. 】
[Ten hours later, all surviving lord territories will enter the mandatory mission ‘Invasion of Demonic Rats’, at which time all territories will be attacked by the Demonic Rat army. 】
[Invasion of Demonic Rats: Land production is reduced by 20%, food spoils by 20%, and disease infections increase by 50%. 】
[After the mission ends, the mandatory mission will be canceled and random burst missions will be opened. 】
[Wish you good luck…. 】
Fang Hao's heart skipped a beat.
If the Demon Rats invaded and the Skull-Crushing Tribe came together, how would I be able to deal with it?
Just when my heart is racing and I am worried.
The system prompt sounded again.
[Mission change. 】
call!
Fang Hao exhaled heavily.
Changed, changed.
If we don't change, we will really be doomed.
[Mission change. 】
[Due to special circumstances in your territory, the mandatory mission has been changed to [Skull-Breaking Hammer], and the original mission has been cancelled. 】
[Skull-Breaking Hammer: The marching speed of the orc army is increased by 35%, and the attack power is increased by 10%. 】
[Task description: The Skull-Smashing Tribe organized an army of 300,000 orcs and launched an attack on your territory, codenamed Skull-Smashing Hammer. 】
[After the mission ends, the mandatory mission will be canceled and random burst missions will be opened. 】
[Wish you good luck…. 】
Damn it!
Why!
If you have the ability to confront them head-on, what do you mean by improving their attributes?
Snap!
In anger, Fang Hao slapped the bunny girl on the side's thigh.
He let out a cry of surprise.
"Oops! I'm so excited, I'm sorry."
A red palm print appeared on his fair thigh, and Fang Hao apologized awkwardly.
The rabbit girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she said shyly: "If the master likes it, it's okay with me, and it won't hurt too much."
"Ah, don't worry..." Fang Hao said awkwardly.
bite!
At this time, the Book of Lords suddenly came to mind.
When I opened it and checked, I found that many people were @himself.
"@方浩大哥, order some weapons from you."
"I want to buy some armor and a fountain of rejuvenation."
Fang Hao chopped Li Teng off and posted the photo to the regional channel.
Everyone became more cautious when talking to Fang Hao, not as casual as before.
Who knows that one day the location of his territory will be announced by some bullshit mission, and he will be destroyed by the enemy with his troops.
Fang Hao looked at it and replied in unison: "In the wild, I will go back and make it for you. This is the last mandatory mission. Everyone, please stay alive and support each other nearby."
There was silence in the channel for a while before messages popped up one after another.
"Damn it! I suddenly burst into tears."
"To be honest, from the very beginning when Fang Hao sold food and weapons to the Spring of Rejuvenation, most people in the channel survived because of Fang Hao's help."
"The boss is right. This is the last mandatory mission. Everyone must survive. There are three levels of troops in my territory. If we can complete the battle in advance, we will provide support to the territory where the smoke is rising."
"I have more troops. If anyone needs help, I can light the smoke."
People need a leader.
A leader with reputation and authority.
Some people with relatively good development came out to speak, saying that if they could win, they would rush to help other nearby territories.
Fang Hao smiled slightly when he saw the speech, changed into a comfortable posture, and said: "I still have a fiery heart even though I am among the undead."
Soon, the team saw the city ahead.
……
night.
After a rapid march, the army of the Skullbreaker Tribe finally approached their goal.
As night fell, the army began to set up camp and make fires to cook.
Even the strong orcs lost their strength under such a high-intensity rapid march.
But the effect is still significant and the speed of travel is very fast.
Orc tents were set up one after another, and some people began to cook and stew the raw meat they carried in the pot. More people took this time to lie on the ground and rest.
After they had had enough wine and food, there was a burst of snoring in the camp.
Like a large construction site, the noise is piercing.
In the commander's tent, Amiri was wearing a bright silver beast armor and was looking at the intelligence map sent by the scout.
According to the journey, we will arrive at the undead city tomorrow, obtain the treasure from the other party, and present it to the great chief.
At that time, his status will also be improved and reach a higher position.
Tap tap tap! !
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the tent. Amiri looked serious and touched the hilt of his sword.
"Who?" the voice of the orc guard.
"It's me. I have something to report to the Commander."
"Let him in," Amiri said.
He could tell that it was the voice of his own men.
An orc strode in and said breathlessly: "Lord Commander, it's not good, the jackal accompanying him died in the tent."
Amiri's expression immediately became serious. Killing an orc hero in the military camp was no small matter.
Not to mention whether his life as a commander is in danger, the morale of the army may be affected if word spreads.
"Call the guards and let's go take a look together." Amiri said in a deep voice.
He led a group of people and rushed towards the tent where the jackals lived.
The gnoll is not a member of the Skullbreaker tribe, but a hero arranged by Warchief Thrall before departure.
His racial status is not high, but he is a hero and has some fighting power.
Jackals rarely come into contact with them and follow the team silently.
But the sudden death made him a little nervous.
Could it be that an assassin really came to the camp?
Being able to assassinate a hero silently would be dangerous in itself.
Soon, several people arrived in front of the Jackal's tent.
"Tear down the tent to avoid any danger inside."
The temporary tent was not strong, so two orcs stepped forward and tore it down in a few moments, revealing the body of the jackal lying on the ground.
The Jackals at this time have changed a lot from the beginning.
The hair on his body had fallen out, and the exposed skin was as gray and swollen as if it had been filled with molten iron.
This doesn't look like someone who just died, it looks more like someone who has been dead for several days.
"Sir, this..." The other orcs also saw the clues.
They are professional soldiers who fought in the past and often dealt with the dead.
When a person has been dead for a long time, various changes will occur in the body.
Although I don’t understand the principle, I can still guess the approximate time of death.
Amiri looked seriously at the corpse on the ground.
"Since we can't guess it, let him tell it for himself." (End of Chapter)