After quickly killing Yimia, Yangling picked up his strange staff and threw it into the space ring. Although this scepter looks very strange, but obviously, this is also a rare treasure. At the same time, do not let go of Imia's blood elf combat boots and fire rings and other trophies.

Looking at the huge body of hydra, Yang Ling gritted his teeth and simply received it as a whole space ring. Such a terrible and huge warcraft can certainly condense many rare blood beads, perhaps more than the harvest of a few months of hunting in the forest of Atlas.

"Fuck, burn the devil!"

"Drag his body through the streets!"

...

Until Yang Ling put the huge body of hydra collected, the onlookers have been relieved. Some people suggest burning mummia-like Imia, and there are people who have been bullied by the Anka family who are still angry, and want to pull his body out to parade.

Looking at the people of the town, thinking of the majestic castle of the Anka family, Yang Ling's heart moved, decided to do one thing or another, simply cut the roots, loudly said: "You warriors, Imia has been executed, but his minionies are still entrenched in the castle, what should we do?"

"Break into their castles and kill all their minions!"

"Go in and worship the souls of the unjustly dead with their heads!"

...

Under the provocation of Yangling, the hatred accumulated for many years erupted like a volcano, and the fighting spirit was high. Yimia has died, and there is a strong horse Yangling support, the special wish to immediately bloody Anka family castle.

"Hey, smart! You know how to provoke people at a young age!" Looking at the Yangling ready to wipe the roots, the old man in black again nodded in appreciation.

"Oh, damn it, they took all the booty, not a single one!" Meryl was obsessed with Imia's top magical equipment, especially the serpent's blood staff, which was considered a sacred artifact by the Dark mage.

After a moment of reflection, the old man in black slowly said: "Meryl, the other party many warcraft, unknown origin, do not easily start, remember!" Perhaps the blood staff of the Serpent in his hand is not such a bad thing!"

After the thrilling battle, the blood staff of the Serpent must have attracted the attention of the Holy See, at this juncture, the old man in black does not want to cause trouble. After all, compared to the vast number of undead artifacts sealed by the sacred dragon Al Pacino, the Basilisk blood staff is relatively minor.

"Yes, disciple understands!" Seeing the old man in black is serious, Meryl duplicatingly calculating how to get the legendary serpent blood staff. As long as she succeeds, she believes that she can immediately advance from the junior grand wizard to the senior Grand Wizard, and even break through to the junior wizard.

As a closed disciple of the old man in black, coupled with the power of the family, Meryl has had everything since childhood. She believes, even if do not start, also can definitely let Yangling obediently surrender the snake blood staff. In the face of their own charm, there is never a man who is not fascinated, young Yang Ling will not be an exception.

On this side, Meryl secretly planned, there, Yang Ling quickly planned how to break into the castle of the Anka family at the least cost. After the arrangements are made, he leads the mighty allied forces to kill all the way.

Round three fight one, attack the heart is the best!

Easy to defend and difficult to attack, the castle of the Anka family is the most magnificent castle for thousands of miles around. Yang Ling understand if the hard attack, even if the win also have to pay a heavy price, so thought of such a "round three play one" clever plan.

Imia has been executed, the warriors in the castle are leaderless, and their own side is large and loud, and the warriors in the castle must have no desire to fight, morale is low. Yang Ling believed that as long as the three sides of the castle were heavily surrounded and attacked, most of the warriors would flee through the remaining gates, or even surrender without a fight.

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The Anka family's castle, formerly known as Wesson Castle, covers an area the size of dozens of golf courses, near mountains and rivers. The walls are made of solid black basalt, and the floors are laid with flat marble slabs, which is magnificent and luxurious. Everyone knows it for thousands of miles around, which is how the town of Wesson got its name.

According to legend, the city of Vison is an ancient castle that remains from ancient times. Some people say that this was once the palace of a king, and from time to time a relief of a large group of people traveling can be found in a corner. It is said that this was once a holiday resort for a very rich man, and servants would occasionally dig up some fine art.

It is also said that it was once a gathering place for many dark mages or necromancers, and people often heard the crying of the dead in the middle of the night, or saw ghosts floating in the garden. No one knows who built this magnificent castle or how old it is.

After commanding the east gate, south gate and north gate of Wissen Castle, Yang Ling deliberately did not deploy a soldier at the west gate, and then commanded Kasi to attack the east gate with the head of Imia.

Sure enough, see Yangling they are numerous, huge, plus witnessed the head of Imia, the warriors in the castle have no desire to fight. Some came out with their hands raised in surrender, while others fled in panic through the West Gate, hoping to escape when they entered the forest of Tlass.

The samurai who fled hurriedly from the West Gate did not know that the West Gate appeared to be the birth gate, but it was actually the real death. There, Yang Ling has laid a dragnet. In the face of the barbarians known as mountain warriors, in the face of the forest elves carrying arrows like the wind, in the face of Yangling's Warcraft army, they have no power to fight back.

Demolish!

In just half a day, Yangling took the castle of Wissen and captured almost all of Imia's minions. Among them, it includes the black counsellor Good who mixes in the slaves after easy appearance and expects to escape.

After the control of the situation, Yangling called all the townspeople, open trial Anka family crime of henchmen, women on the gallows, men on the guillotine. In addition to the strategist Goodall was secretly detained, the rest of the heinous minions were all executed on the spot, great satisfaction.

As the former bullies were executed, people cheered, some even wept. Over the years, how many people have been driven apart by the vampire-like Anka family, and how many people have been forced to break up their families!

That night, excited people poured into the streets, the tide to Yang Ling where the night incense tavern poured over, one by one to offer their gifts.

Merchants sent boxes of coins, hunters donated a collection of Warcraft crystal core... Even, there is a poor aunt to Yang Ling baked a whole plate of cake. To her, a flapjack with a tiny bit of minced meat is the most delicious food under the sun.

In people's eyes, Yang Ling is not only a great benefactor to help himself avenge his hatred, but also the backer of his future life. As long as Wysen has him, there's no need to worry about retribution from the remnants of the Anka family, no need to worry about another bully like Imia one day.

Look at many sincere businessmen and simple townspeople, look at many old people and women crying with joy, Yang Ling also don't talk nonsense. He ordered his servants to bring each of them a glass of delicious Roma, and publicly announced that all the wines of the night were 50% off.

Carnival! A total carnival!

Stimulated by the abundance of good and cheap wine, people stay up all night, and the whole town of Wesson is boiling. Yangling's name, like a warm current at the end of autumn, spread across every corner of the town.