On the red moon night that just happened not long ago, the newcomers of the elves had already been surrendered, and there were 5 more lords. family to manage.
There are 25 lords of these five races together, none of them surrendered, and they are all locked in the cage of the elves now.
When Rustafa brought them here, each lord was wearing magic shackles, preventing them from using their abilities.
"What are you calling us here for? We will never surrender!" a lord of the ogre clan roared.
Rustafa said with a smile: "Jaimeyan, a special magical race in the ogre clan, is good at dual-element spells of fire and thunder."
Lu Yang looked at Haimeiyang with a smile, his body instantly turned into a 3-meter-high flame lord, and said, "I give you two choices, follow me to join the battle, you will regain the title of nobility, or die!"
Haimeiyang looked blankly at Lu Yang, who was in the form of flames, and muttered to himself: "You have reached the peak of the lord level? A human?"
"Answer my question." The Vulcan hammer appeared in Lu Yang's hands.
"Of course I chose to join the war, but you have to explain clearly, what does the title of nobility mean?" Haimeyang's eyes were sly.
Lu Yang said: "War is your last chance to obtain the title of nobility. From now on, fight with me. Kill 50 enemies to be promoted to the Allied Army. Kill 150 enemies to be promoted to civilians. Kill 300 enemies to become allies.
Killing a demon-level strongman becomes a baron, a spiritual-level strongman becomes a viscount, and a lord-level strongman becomes an earl. The lowest level of nobility is 200 acres of land. Every time you go up a level, the territory doubles, and you will get Slaves and high-level magic cores and rare treasures. "
This is the most luxurious gift given by Lu Yang. That is to say, after this war, Haimeyang and other lords who surrendered will become the largest landlords in Kyrgyzstan Province, and most of the supplies they get will belong to them. And, Lu Yang also gave them freedom.
"I accept." Jaimeyang was the first to say.
"Haimeyang, you shameless person, have you given up your belief in God so quickly?" A rock tribe lord yelled at him crazily.
"Ziyan Laser"
The third eye on Lu Yang's forehead opened, and a laser beam hit the head of the rock clan lord. With a loud bang, the rock clan lord died on the spot, and all the lords present were stunned.
"That, that is the strongest lord of the rock tribe." Rustafa was a little bit reluctant.
Lu Yang stared at all the lords present with three eyes, and said, "Surrender or die, I'm not in the mood to persuade you one by one."
The remaining 23 lords looked at each other, 11 lords chose to abandon their beliefs and followed Lu Yang, and the remaining 12 still stood where they were.
"All die~!"
Lu Yang shot lasers from his eyes, swept across the bodies of the 12 lords, and exploded their bodies, then he picked up the magic cores in the heads of these lords and threw them to Haimeiyang and the other 11 lords, saying: "Send A greeting for you."
"Many, thank you~!" Haimeiyang and the others were a little panicked, they could already feel that even without the injured shackles, they couldn't beat Lu Yang.
"What are we going to do now?" Dosduo, the lord of the troll clan, asked respectfully.
Lu Yang asked: "How many subordinates can you persuade to fight with you? I need more soldiers. This order is not only effective for you, but also for them."
This is the biggest problem. The captured soldiers of the five races can be slaves, but it is not a particularly easy thing to make them betray their gods. Only certain races can do this.
Haimeyang said: "All my people can join. We believe in wind, fire, lightning, ice, space and other magics. We will believe in whoever can improve our strength."
"I can do it too." Dosduo said, the trolls are also a race that believes in many gods.
The lords of the three races, Harata, 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 battle. Haimeyang and Dosduo will persuade the clansmen to join the war. This time we are going to face the undead clan. I will make these one million undead come and go."
"Yes." The lord of the five clans bowed and said.
A magic symbol popped out of Lu Yang's hand, and instantly flew into the foreheads of 12 lords including Haimeiyang. After completing their enslavement, he said, "After the war, I will decide whether to remove or keep the slave symbols on your heads."
"Yes." Haimeiyang and others did not dare to refute. Seeing Lu Yang's decisiveness in killing people, if they didn't want to die, the only way was to be willing to be enslaved.
"Master, we are going to persuade our subordinates to surrender." Haimeyang and Dosduo bowed together and said.
"Go." Lu Yang waved his hand, looked at Mars, the lord of the undead tribe, and asked, "Do you know the origin of the undead in the north?"
Mars nodded, and said: "I know a little bit, there are Khorne warriors sent by Pylos, the last lower god under the throne of death. This race is a well-known tyrannical race in the undead world, and they like to suck the undead. Breath, the attack method is mainly melee bone spur attack and long-range dark magic attack."
Lu Yang frowned and asked, "Don't you gods of death in another world know that there is another god behind that dead spirit clan in the north?"
"God?" Mars shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."
"It doesn't matter." Lu Yang looked at Rustafa and said: "After gathering the soldiers of all ethnic groups, go to the flank of Shekou to ambush and wait for my attack order."
"Yes." Rustafa said.
"I'm back to Shekou." Lu Yang summoned Hong Ye, and quickly flew back towards Shekou with Zhuojiu, Baishi and others.
This time, as long as there are elves and other races to help, there will be 23 lord-level powerhouses on his side, of which he is 1 of the human race, 10 of the elf race, and the remaining 12 are from the other five races. This number definitely exceeds that of the undead. With the number of lords in the clan, he didn't believe that he couldn't kill these damn bastards.
When Lu Yang was flying back here, the Jagged Brotherhood had already mobilized, including the Demon Race and the Harpy Race, and all the supplies that had been stored for more than a year were transported from the warehouse to various defense areas.
One day later, when the first ray of sunlight from the sky shone through the red dark clouds on the towering cliffs on both sides of Shekou, the undead clan all over the mountains and plains arrived at the Shekou Fortress, and seven carriages stopped at the front of the undead army. , Inside each carriage, there was a lord of the Horror tribe who stood up and looked at the human city wall with a sneer.