Chapter 287: Position allocation before the group is an important task
Therefore, he was not worried at all that the Talion Legion would be blindly commanded when the battle started.
As for the battle damage...
He could already feel that after destroying the Blood Lord Castle on Sunset Peak and the Wolf King on Windy Plains, he and Margaret would return to the normal timeline.
Mo Cheng has gained enough benefits in this dungeon. If he can pass it, he won’t feel bad even if the Talion Legion is wiped out.
And the speed of passing the level must be fast. He can feel what the supreme ruler of Vahlan, the mad king, is doing.
A stealthy, yet dangerous and deadly move.
Mo Cheng's answer caused a lot of discussion among the nobles and generals. The Talion Empire Legion was so brave and fearless that its fighting power could be revived by sacrificial skeletons after death. It would be a lie to say that the nobles and generals were not jealous.
They are not afraid of life or death, have strong combat power, and can be steadily improved. During the improvement, you don't even need to pay anything extra, just let them go to the battlefield to kill.
Is there any better weapon of war than the Talion Imperial Legion?
When those nobles and generals asked themselves, they could only get one answer - no!
Soldiers who do not need food, morale, rewards, or even their lives are undoubtedly battlefield machines and the best soldiers.
Some nobles were even pondering silently whether they should find some necromancers to study the feasibility of transforming the undead into soldiers.
Even if they cannot be converted into soldiers, letting these guys who don't need to eat, drink, sleep or entertain themselves serve as labor seems to be a very profitable thing.
"Me?!" Mo Cheng's words stunned Margaret. She didn't expect that Mo Cheng was going to hand over the command of his legion to him. She thought she was just here to help Mo Cheng today.
Unexpectedly, Mo Cheng's words made her the protagonist of this meeting.
The others looked at Margaret and had no objection, but one general said, "If we send out strong enough people to form a team, I hope the commander of the team will be chosen by someone in the team."
The meaning of the words was very clear. They wanted Margaret and the other teams to be considered as two teams. In this way, both sides could only discuss their strategic intentions instead of one team dominating alone.
After all, the Talion Imperial Legion is Mo Cheng's private army. It's his business to decide who to give the command to. Even if the whole army is wiped out, the consequences will be borne by one person.
But those strong men are the face of various families and the military. They dare not and will not hand over the command power completely.
Unlike Mo Cheng's Talion Empire Legion, for him, the Talion Empire Legion has already played the greatest role , and he has also gained enough in this copy, so he will not necessarily feel sad even if the entire legion is wiped out next.
But the rest of the families and armies dared not learn from Mo Cheng. Training an army required a large amount of resources, and cultivating a Hero-level warrior required not only resources but also talent and luck. The death of one of them would seriously injure the army.
However, despite the danger, no one in the human coalition opposed Mo Cheng's suggestion - because of the benefits.
Although Sunset Peak and Windward Plains do not have as many cities as the Death Territory, after dispelling the Undead Sky, with a few years of adjustments by druids or mages, these places can be transformed into rich granaries and commercial capitals.
But this does not mean that Sunset Peak and Windward Plains have no value. On the contrary, the terrain of Windward Plains is rich in war horses. Although there are only red fog mutants such as Plague Werewolves left on Windward Plains, no one is willing to give up such a large natural horse farm.
Sunset Peak is famous for producing precious materials and many magical materials.
In a sense, the wealth that these two places can bring may be greater than that of conquering the Death Territory.
Now that someone is taking the lead, there is no reason for others to object.
In other words, among the many people pursuing interests, the one who opposes can only keep his men from going into battle, and then watch others reap the benefits of war.
This kind of thing is a huge loss in itself.
…
The matter was quickly settled, and then everyone began to discuss the application strategy, whether it was a tentative attack, or to break into the enemy's lair in one fell swoop when the enemy was off guard.
That night, Mo Cheng planned to go to the top of Cotton Castle to get some fresh air, but he didn't expect that Margaret was already there reading a book and writing her review.
After a long while, when Margaret finished writing her review and closed her notebook, she said softly, "You will go to Sunset Peak alone, so you must be careful."
"Don't worry, I will." Mo Cheng nodded and agreed, "You should also be careful. I will let the Skeleton Army cover your retreat when necessary. Your life is more important than theirs."
The Skeleton Legion can be summoned again if it is gone, and it is not difficult to train them again, so their importance is far less important than Margaret.
Margaret said nothing, and walked past Mo Cheng with her head down. As she left, her soft voice came with the breeze, "Thank you, I'm very happy."
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The next day, sunset over Mt.
The sun's rays can no longer be seen here, and the entire world within sight is shrouded in a thin layer of red mist. These things are like pervasive viruses that infect anyone who gets close out of luck or arrogance, turning them into twisted red mist mutants.
At the same time, the Red Mist Mutants whose minds and souls have been eroded by the Red Mist Curse will rush to the Blood Lord Castle on Sunset Mountain. The journey will be extremely dangerous, and the Red Mist Mutants will strengthen themselves by killing their own kind.
Only those who can reach the Blood Lord Castle alive are qualified to become servants of that castle.
The red mist mutants that failed to enter the castle wandered around the earth like zombies, killing each other or fighting with humans.
“It’s really an unfriendly place.”
Even when he was close to the red fog, or even without touching it, Mo Cheng could feel the twisted and vicious curse contained in it.
It is the whisper distilled from the most vicious and ignorant part of the human heart, the pus of human nature.
As soon as Mo Cheng stretched out his hand and touched the red mist, countless inaudible but extremely disturbing whispers arose in his heart. But before these things had any effect on him, a violent murderous intent rose from the depths of his mind, tearing the voice apart, and then holy light shone from the inside out, removing the filth.
"Fortunately, [Baptism] has been upgraded, otherwise there would be nothing I could do with it. This map-wide DEBUFF is really disgusting."
