"I’m sorry, Liv. Perhaps you just haven’t worked hard enough to earn the Deities’ recognition."
"That’s why I can’t share that Divine Power with you."
Upon hearing this, a look of dejection clouded Liv’s eyes, but after a brief silence, hope and determination flared in her gaze once more.
Hmph!
’So I’m just not working hard enough?’
’As long as I work myself to the bone for the Lord, always charge onto the front lines of danger, and constantly put my life on the line!’
’One day!’
’I will win the recognition of the Deities and the Lord!’
Qin Feng: "..."
He didn’t have the heart to do it, but he wanted to tell Liv the cruelest truth—many things can’t be changed through hard work alone.
But considering it might crush her confidence and motivation,
and possibly even cause a drop in the village’s Loyalty,
he decided to let it go.
And so, after dealing with the issues concerning Bogard and Liv, Qin Feng began mopping up the enemy stragglers that occasionally trickled back into his territory. At the sa ti, he used the Dinars he had earned to upgrade his Forest Wolf Army, one by one, into Desert Giant Wolves.
In the anti, he found a mont to cast his "Hunting" skill, preparing to summon the day’s quota of Fire Foxes. His plan was to first kill off the troublemakers and then subdue the remaining weak-willed ones.
However, to his surprise,
it seed the Demon Beast aura radiating from the Desert Giant Wolves was too powerful.
This newly arrived batch of Fire Foxes didn’t even try to resist Qin Feng. Instead, they surrendered en masse, becoming his prisoners.
"Huh?"
’What’s this all about?’
’Did I just max out my Ruffian Tendencies skill or sothing?’
Qin Feng didn’t dwell on it. A steady daily inco of 15 Fire Foxes was equivalent to recruiting 15 Fla Mages every day. His combat power was soaring at an incredible rate.
The only problem was,
he was also desperately short on cash.
The hundred-odd Dinars he had painstakingly saved were all spent after upgrading just a few Forest Wolves.
He had nothing left to promote this new group of Fire Foxes.
...
anwhile, deep in a distant, dense forest, a Scout on a lightly armored horse reined to a stop. He addressed the Divine Chosen Lord before him, who was mounted on a barded warhorse, and reported in a low voice:
"Lord Gale."
"Another ten minutes’ ride ahead and we’ll reach your companion’s territory."
"He has a total of four outpost Arrow Towers, one in each of the four cardinal directions from his Lord’s Hall. However, they are all a great distance from the hall itself..."
"Because the area beyond is open ground with no tree cover, I didn’t dare to venture deeper into your companion’s territory for Reconnaissance. I just circled the area from a distance and carefully inspected all four of the Arrow Towers he built."
"In the northern Arrow Tower, the two archers stationed inside were both killed by arrow-inflicted headshots. They didn’t light the beacon fire before they died."
"The Arrow Towers in the other three directions have no archers stationed in them; it appears they were all urgently withdrawn."
"From this, we can determine that"
"the enemy attacked from the north."
"They first secretly sniped the two archers in the northern watchtower, then pushed south to raid your companion’s territory, forcing the archers from the other three Arrow Towers to fall back and defend..."
Listening to the Scout’s report, Gale couldn’t help but frown.
’Arrows?’
’Headshots?’
’Arrow Towers have a huge alert range!’
’Granted, that idiot Hajichuan built his Arrow Towers in a dense forest, making it much easier for an enemy to sneak up on them.’
’But there should still be a safe distance of two or three hundred ters at minimum.’
’What kind of archer Soldier Type can snipe with precision from two to three hundred ters out, killing two archers atop a tower with simultaneous headshots before they even have ti to react and Dodge?’
’In any case!’
’A group of Zero-star archer Soldier Types definitely couldn’t pull that off!’
’At best, they might have higher arrow damage, or be decent at close-quarters combat, or possess so special archery-related skills. They would never have such an outrageous advantage in range and projectile speed!’
’So?’
’Was it a one-star Extraordinary archer unit?’
’But how could a monster like that possibly appear at this stage of the ga? That’s basically a superweapon, a total Dinsional Strike!’
"Hmm..."
"They must be holding a special treasure that increases an archer’s effective range."
"Or it could be a corresponding Lord Talent or skill."
"Besides,"
"since this guy is ’Tingfeng,’ that ans he also has a Heroic Creature under his command."
"An Extraordinary Hero who specialized as an ’archer,’ with many years of training in Archery Skills, could have an effective range of two to three hundred ters. Add a bit of luck into the equation,"
"and it’s not impossible to land consecutive headshots on two extrely distant, elevated enemies."
After a mont of thought, Gale dismissed his doubts. In any case, Zhao Chuan had already provided intel on the enemy’s main army—just a group of Zero-star (Green) level Ratman Warriors and Forest Wolves.
Even if Zhao Chuan often did stupid things,
the Lord System in his head wouldn’t make a mistake. If it tagged the opponent’s Divine Chosen Army as being at that strength level, then that was their strength level.
Therefore,
there was nothing to worry about.
His own Divine Chosen Legion could absolutely crush the enemy’s attacking force with ease.
He would win this PvP battle and erge victorious.
’Speaking of which,’
’that guy Hajichuan.’
’Isn’t he the younger brother of so FSC executive?’
’Otherwise, the Dragon King, as the overall commander of this crucial "Rebirth" operation, would never have brought him along and let him drag us down...’
’I wonder,’
’now that Hajichuan has been killed by this guy nad Tingfeng,’
’will his executive brother fly into a rage when he gets the news, investigate Tingfeng’s real-world information, and then go after his family...’
At this thought,
Gale couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh.
Alas, once you were in the ga, you couldn’t always choose your own path. As a mid-sized Player Alliance, FSC was full of influential figures with powerful backgrounds.
He was just an ordinary player, a bit stronger than most, and was lucky just to have survived in this cruel Lord World.
How could he possibly hope to influence the logic of these "Heaven-defying" individuals?
"Scout!"
"Relay my orders!"
"All Cavalry, march north!"
"Follow the tracks the enemy left in the forest and find the exact location of their territory!"
"Rember to leave coordinate markers along the way!"
"Then, once the Cavalry reaches the enemy’s territory, they are to engage at will—kill every last one of their residents and defenders, occupy their Lord’s Hall, and execute the destruction sequence!"
"The rest of the infantry will be divided into four legions. You will surround this area from four directions and, with , annihilate any enemy forces that have not yet left."
"If,"
"the enemy is already gone,"
"if there are no enemies left in this territory,"
"then all infantry legions will converge on the forest area to the north on their own."
"Afterward, follow the coordinate markers left by the Cavalry, head straight for the enemy’s northern nest, and wipe them out for good."
...
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