Chapter 138, mandatory tasks appear
During this time, I was worried about the Skull Broken Tribe, but I forgot the 7-day compulsory mission.
Now the system prompt has appeared, and the third 7-day mandatory task has also been determined, which has appeared.
【Congratulations, you have successfully survived for 20 days. 】
[Ten hours later, all surviving lord territories will enter the mandatory mission 'Magic Mouse Invasion', and all territories will be attacked by the Devil Mouse army. 】
[Magic Rat Invasion: Land yields are reduced by 20%, grains are spoiled by 20%, and disease infections are increased by 50%. 】
[After the mission is over, the mandatory mission will be cancelled, and the random burst mission will be activated. 】
【Good luck……. 】
Fang Hao's heart skipped a beat.
If the Demon Rat Invasion and the Skull Shard Tribe come together, how can I deal with it.
Just when my heart was racing and I was worried.
The system prompt sounds again.
[Task change. 】
call!
Fang Hao exhaled heavily.
changed, changed.
If you don't change it, it's really going to be the end of the calf.
[Task change. 】
[Because of the special circumstances of your territory, the mandatory mission has been changed to [Hammer of Skull Breaking], and the original mission has been cancelled. 】
[Skullbreaker Hammer: The marching speed of the orc army is increased by 35%, and the attack power is increased by 10%. 】
[Mission description: The Skull Shard Tribe organized an army of 300,000 orcs to attack your territory, codenamed Skull Smash Hammer. 】
[After the mission is over, the mandatory mission will be cancelled, and the random burst mission will be activated. 】
【Good luck……. 】
What the hell!
Why!
Have the ability to confront it head-on,
You give them improved attributes means a few things.
Snapped!
Fang Hao was angry, and slapped the rabbit girl on the thigh.
Startled a squeal.
"Oh! I'm excited, I'm sorry."
A red palm print appeared on his fair thigh, Fang Hao apologized a little embarrassedly.
The bunny girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she said shyly: "If the master likes it, I'm fine, and it doesn't hurt too much."
"Ah, no hurry..." Fang Hao said a little embarrassedly.
Ding!
At this time, the Book of Lords suddenly remembered.
I opened it to check, but found that many people are @ themselves.
"Mr. Fang Hao, order some weapons from you."
"I want to buy some armor, and a spring of rejuvenation."
Fang Hao chopped up Li Teng and posted the photo to the regional channel.
When everyone talked to Fang Hao, they became more cautious, not as casual as before.
Who knows when the location of his territory will be announced by some bullshit mission, and he will be destroyed by the enemy with his troops and horses.
Fang Hao looked at it and replied uniformly: "In the wild, I will go back and make it for you. It is the last mandatory mission. Everyone should work hard to survive, and support each other in the vicinity."
There was a little silence in the channel, and then messages came out one after another.
"Fuck! Suddenly there are tears."
"To be honest, from the very beginning of Fang Hao selling food and weapons, to the rejuvenation in the back, most of the people in the channel were able to survive thanks to Fang Hao's help."
"The boss is right, the last mandatory mission, everyone has to live, I have Tier 3 troops in my territory, if the battle can be completed ahead of time, I will support the territory where the wolf smoke rises."
"I have more troops. If anyone needs help, I can light the wolf smoke."
People need a leader.
A leader with prestige and prestige.
Some people with relatively good development have come out to speak, saying that if they can win, they will help other nearby territories.
Fang Hao smiled slightly at the speech, changed a comfortable posture, and said, "I am still a fiery heart in the undead."
Soon, the team saw the city ahead.
...
night.
The army of the Skull Broken Tribe finally approached its goal after a rapid march all the way.
When night came, the army began to set up camp and make a fire to cook.
Even a strong orc, under such a high-intensity and rapid march, has lost his strength.
But the effect is still remarkable, and the speed of travel is very fast.
One after another orc tents were set up, and some people began to cook, stewing the raw meat they carried, and more of them laying on the ground and resting during this time.
When the food was full, there was a burst of snoring in the camp.
Like a large construction site, the noise is harsh.
Inside 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, he will rush to the undead city tomorrow, obtain the treasure in the opponent's hand, and present it to the Great Chief.
At that time, his status will also be improved and reach a higher position.
Tatata! !
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the tent, Amiri looked serious, and touched the hilt of the sword.
"Who?" the voice of the orc guard.
"It's me, I have something to report to the commander."
"Let him in," said Amiri.
He could hear it, it was his own voice.
An orc strode in and said breathlessly, "Lord Commander, it's not good, the gnoll who was accompanying him died in the tent."
Amiri's expression immediately became serious, and he killed an orc hero in the military camp, which was no trivial matter.
Not to mention whether the commander himself is in danger or not, the morale of the army is likely to be affected.
"Call the guards and go have a look together." Amiri said in a deep voice.
With a group of horses rushed towards the tent where the gnoll lived.
The gnoll is not a member of the Skullbreaker tribe, but a hero arranged by Warchief Thrall before departure.
The racial status is not high, but he is a hero and has some fighting power.
The gnolls seldom had contact with them, and they all followed silently in the team.
But the sudden death made him a little nervous.
Are there really assassins in the camp?
To be able to assassinate a hero silently is not very dangerous.
Soon, several people came to the Gnoll's tent.
"The tent was dismantled to avoid any danger inside."
The temporary tent was not strong, so two orcs stepped forward and dismantled it in a few seconds, revealing the corpse of the gnoll lying on the ground.
The gnoll at this time has changed a lot from the beginning.
The hair on his body has fallen out of shape, and the exposed skin is as gray as molten iron and swollen.
Where is this just dead, more like someone who has been dead for several days.
"Sir, this..." The rest of the orcs also saw the clue.
They are professional soldiers who fought in the past and often dealt with the dead.
When a person dies for a long time, various changes will occur in the body.
Although I don't understand the principle, I can guess the approximate time of death.
Amiri looked serious, looking at the corpse on the ground.
"Since we can't guess, let him say it himself."
