Chapter 2371： Duel undead army

In the red moon night that just happened, the newcomers of the Elf tribe have been surrendered, and 5 more lords have emerged. The remaining five tribes were surrendered by the stale wine and the white lion with the army. After that, all these people were thrown to the elves. Family to manage.

There are 25 lords of these five races. None of them surrendered. Now they are all locked in the cages of the elves.

When Rustapha brought them, each lord was wearing magical shackles, preventing them from using their abilities.

"What are we calling for? We will never surrender!" a lord of the ogre clan roared.

Rustafa smiled and said: "Jaime Yang, a special magic race in the ogre, good at dual fire and thunder spells."

Lu Yang smiled and looked at Jaime Yang, his body instantly turned into a flame lord with a height of 3 meters, and said: "Give you two choices, follow me in the war, you will regain the title of nobleman, or death!"

Jaime Yang stared at Lu Yang in the form of flames blankly, and muttered to himself: "You have reached the peak of the lord level? A human?"

"Answer my question." A Vulcan bird hammer appeared in Lu Yang's hands.

"Of course I chose to join the war, but you have to clarify first, what does the title of nobility mean?" Jaime Yang's eyes were cunning.

Lu Yang said: "War is your last chance to win the title of nobility. From now on, you will fight with me. You will kill 50 enemies and become a coordinated army. Kill 150 enemies and become civilians. Kill 300 enemies and become allies.

Kill a demon-level powerhouse and become a baron, a spirit-level powerhouse to a viscount, and a lord-level powerhouse to an earl. The lowest level of the title is 200 acres. For each level you upgrade, your territory is doubled, and you will get Slaves and high-level magic cores and rare treasures. "

This is the most luxurious gift given by Lu Yang. In other words, after this war, the lords who surrendered such as Jaime Yang will become the largest landlords in Jilin Province. Most of the materials they receive will belong to them, and, Lu Yang gave them freedom.

"I accept." Jaime Yang said first.

"Jaime Yang, you shameless, did you give up your faith in God so soon?" A rock tribe lord yelled at him frantically.

"Purple Flame Laser"

Lu Yang opened his third eye on his forehead, and a laser hit the head of the Rock Race Lord. With a loud boom, the Rock Race Lord died on the spot, and all the Lords who were watching were dumbfounded.

"That, that is the strongest lord of the Rock Clan." Rustafa was a little bit reluctant.

Lu Yang stared at all the lords present, and said, "surrender or die, I am not in the mood to persuade you one by one."

The remaining 23 lords looked at each other, 11 lords chose to abandon their faith and followed Lu Yang, while the remaining 12 remained standing in place.

"Die all~!"

A laser shot from Lu Yang’s eyes, sweeping across the bodies of these 12 lords, exploding their bodies, and then he picked up the magic cores in the brains of these lords and threw them to Jaime Yang and the other 11 lords, saying: "Send A meeting gift for you."

"Many, thank you~!" Jaime Yang and the others were a little panicked. They could already feel it. Even without the injured shackles, they couldn't beat Lu Yang.

"What are we going to do now?" Dosdor, the lord of the troll tribe, asked respectfully.

Lu Yang asked, "How many subordinates can you persuade to follow you in the fight? I need more fighters. This command is not only effective for you, but also effective for them."

This is the biggest problem. The captured soldiers of the five races can be slaves, allowing them to abandon their gods. It is not a particularly easy task. Only certain races can do this.

Jaime Yang said: "All of my people can join. We believe in various schools of magic such as wind, fire, lightning, ice, space, etc. We believe in whoever can improve our strength."

"I can too." Dostoy said, the troll race is also a race of multiple gods.

The lords of the three races of Halata, Rock and Undead looked at each other, shook their heads, and said: "Our people have a single belief, and it is impossible to betray God."

Lu Yang said: "Then the three of you can join the war. Jaime Yang and Dosduo go to persuade the tribe to join the war. This time we are going to face the undead tribe. I want to let the millions of undead come back and forth."

"Yes." The five tribe lord bowed and said.

A magic symbol appeared in Lu Yang's hand and flew into the foreheads of 12 lords such as Jaime Yang, completing their enslavement, and said, "After the war, I will decide whether to remove or keep the slave symbol above your head."

"Yes." Jaime Yang and others dared not refute. Seeing Lu Yang's decisiveness in killing people, they had no choice but to be willing to be enslaved when they didn't want to die.

"Master, we're going to persuade you to go down." Jaime Yang and Dostoy said, bowing together Go. Lu Yang waved his hand, looked at the lord of the undead tribe, Mars, and asked: "Do you know the origin of the undead in the north?" "

Mars nodded and said: "Know some, there is a horrific sadistic warrior sent by Pilos, the lower **** under the seat of death. This race is a well-known tyrannical race in the undead world. It likes to **** the undead. Breath, the methods of attack are mainly melee bone spur attacks and long-range dark spell attacks."

Lu Yang frowned and asked, "Don't you, the **** of death in another world, know that there is a **** behind the Necroman in the north?"

"God?" Mars shook his head and said, "I haven't heard."

"It doesn't matter." Lu Yang looked at Rustafa and said, "After gathering the soldiers of all races, go to the Shekou flank to ambush and wait for my offensive order."

"Yes." Rustafa said.

"I'm back to Shekou." Lu Yang summoned Red Night, and quickly flew back towards Shekou with Zhuojiu, White Lion and others.

This time, as long as there are elves and other races to help, there are 23 lord-level powerhouses on his side. Among them, there are 1 human race, 10 elves, and the remaining 12 belong to the other five races. This number definitely exceeds the undead. The number of lords of the clan, he didn't believe that he couldn't kill these **** bastards.

When Lu Yang flew back here, the Jagged Brotherhood had all mobilized, including the Demon Race and the Harpy Race, and all the materials stored for more than a year were transported from the warehouse to the defense areas.

One day later, when the first ray of sunlight on the side shone through the red dark clouds on the towering cliffs on both sides of Shekou, the undead people all over the mountains arrived at Shekou Fortress, and the seven carriages stopped at the forefront of the undead army at the same time. , In every carriage, there was a Lord of the Horror Race who stood up and looked at the human wall with a sneer.