Sword and Magic and Taxi

"It's like advancing in a dark rainstorm. With the light of the lightning moment, you can see a little farther." Zhao Mai now understands Iluvita's description of foreseeing the future.

"You are still in the mood to care about my eyes? Didn't you hear me just about to gather?" Zhao Mai scowled and said to Sadili: "You can't think that I can come to rescue you in time every time, nor can you. Count on others to cover every time! You have to take responsibility for yourself and your children!"

　　 Sadili lowered her head and gave a hum, then pulled the new friend she had just met away from the Crimson Legion, and joined Dojian.

　　 is now divided into two sides, Zhao Mai's side, the Crimson Legion's side, and an invisible wall made of broken corpses in the middle. Rikas stood on the wall and shouted angrily: "Why should we die in our own hands? In order to stuff the filled pockets with greedy lust?"

　　All things are urged by both external and internal reasons. In the chaos of the Crimson Legion in just a few minutes, more than 70 people permanently closed their eyes, and 30 others were injured. The combat effectiveness of the entire legion has dropped to an extremely low level. The intact people carried the injured companions on their backs, and then found that the remaining people were simply unable to transport all the Legionnaire mushrooms they had picked before.

　　 The legion mushrooms they secretly put in their pockets are less than one-third of those wasted because of insufficient capacity and can only be abandoned in the desert. Coupled with the corpses placed next to the Legion Mushroom, watching them slowly eaten by the desert, the unwilling eyes disappear under the wind and sand. Until then, the legionnaires had a quantitative understanding of what they were doing, and they lowered their heads in shame.

　　 Ricas's prosthesis shook, but he felt ashamed to walk in front of Zhao Mai. When sorting out the corpse, the legionnaire mushrooms that came out of his pockets, those small and long, were obviously prohibited from picking, making his face a hot pain. No wonder the oasis is moving away. What is the difference between the behavior of his own soldiers and Ming Qiang in front of the owner of the oasis? He avoided Zhao Mai's gaze as much as possible, kept himself busy, and commanded the remaining legions to advance towards Kaird Village.

　　 "Rikas, your arm." Zhao Mai stopped him. "What to hide? Don't you think you can never see each other like this? How come it takes one day and one night to get to the village of Kaird, you are really going to pretend not to see me?"

　　 "Hey..." Ricard came over: "Sorry, my Crimson Army..."

"Okay, the current situation, you are you, the Crimson Legion is the Crimson Legion, it is not yours." Zhao Mai pricked Ricas's shoulder with his finger, cut off the nerve pain signal, and then The prosthetic sword was pulled down directly. The regeneration technique of the natural force was unfolded, and even the old wounds began to sprout. The bones, nerves, blood vessels and muscles slowly extend and combine to form a new arm at a speed that can be discerned by the naked eye.

"While repairing in Kaird Village, you have to turn the Crimson Army into a real army. Execution power is combat power, and order and prohibition is the first thing to do." Zhao Mai performed on Ricas's body and spirit. With dual treatment: "Then, you have to make these people understand why they fight, not for money like mercenaries. Of course, if everyone is clear that it is for money, you can get enough money, and then guarantee The bonus of victory and the pension after death are still not to be underestimated. In short, there are a lot of things to do and there is a big stage for you to display, so don't be discouraged."

　　 "Thank you." Ricas said: "You know so much."

"I'll also be useful when I tell you, I can't do it myself, just a big mouth cannon. My true execution ability, at most I can command an army of bugs without distractions, and the tactics are just swarms." Zhao Mai laughed. Laughing, he said to Rikas earnestly: "I only know that the real army has its own temperament and persistence. It will not be affected by foreign objects and is as firm as a mountain. The current Crimson Legion is not much better than Sansha, so Only when you encounter wind and grass, you will be chaotic. The desert is cruel, and you can’t tolerate rushing. Urik’s raiding team was temporarily broken up, but there will definitely be more later. The Witch King will not allow himself to be defeated by a group of ordinary humans. You The road ahead is still very difficult."

　　 "I know, I won't make the same mistake again."

"Well, that's good." Zhao Mai said afterwards, "Also, you can't always count on yourself and Butcher to manage the entire legion. Although you are all slave gladiators, you are also members of the masked alliance. Therefore, it is best to have a few pure gladiator support. The woman next to Satiri is very calm, did not participate in the fight, and can give up to protect others. You can talk to her."

　　 Ricas looked over, and happened to collide with the woman's eyes. Should we say that the wheels of history are rolling forward? Zhao Mai looked at the sky and shook his head slowly.

　　The will of the world is a terrible double-edged sword, and he strengthened this idea. Alda also has the will of the world, but it will only appear after people make choices and actions, which is a kind of inertia in people's hearts. And Artas' world will has intervened in people's hearts, stubbornly acting according to his own will. Zhao Mai can accept that the well water does not violate the river, the road goes to the sky, and he can cooperate with the will of the world under the condition of communication and coordination, but he will never allow it to manipulate the event and let an axe fly to his own woman, even if it At the same time, the move to protect Satiri was arranged.

　　 Zhao Mai refused to be toyed with. When Artas' world will changed from a chess board to a chess player, the nature completely changed ~www.NovelMTL.com~ He thought about it and gave an order to the Z Worm. The Xiyang Oasis no longer only stays in the depths of the deserted sand sea, Zhao Mai asked them to set off to all water sources immediately. New commercial roads, old commercial roads, all possible commercial stations, must be reached in Xiyang. The Crimson Legion in Tyre had already seen the Siram Oasis, and the village of Kaild would know about it in at most two days, and then Tyre and Urik would be. This secret doesn't need to be hidden anymore, and now this game of chess with the will of the world can be played clearly.

　　 The large alluvial sand wasteland is not without water at all. A well with wet soil can increase the growth rate of Z insects by three to five times. The new model of transporting insects to carry gardener dragons, soils, workers, and refining rooms will greatly improve efficiency. This efficiency is several orders of magnitude higher than any life form of Artas.

　　Each soil oasis is a piece of bone, and then a neural network can be connected in series. Monitor insects, jumping dogs, and Hydralisk form strong muscles to protect the soil. Legionnaires and various animals and plants are wrapped in a layer of natural ecological environment. Zhao Mai's territory and domain will erode and replace Artas' world will. Unless it has a way to defeat Zhao Mai, Zhao Mai must win this game.

　　 Ricas looked at his brand-new arm, moved his fingers slightly, feeling the long-lost flexibility. He hugged Zhao Mai hard and said sincerely: "Thank you, you are amazing!"

　　 "Hehe, I think so too."