Be A Lord Starting Today

Norcaille Canyon.

Church coalition simple camp.

At this moment, a large number of flames that burned last night have been extinguished, and black smoke occasionally rises from the burned tent residues, and the air is filled with a burnt smell of cloth burned and a large amount of blood.

"Let's go."

A prisoner who had been stripped of his armor and weapon, and only dressed in civilian clothes staggered forward and almost fell to the ground.

The rope that bound the hands and the hands of the other prisoners almost brought the other prisoners to the ground.

The captives like him were lined up in a long line, and they were linked together by long ropes, like a long dragon linked together by ropes.

A kingdom soldier wearing chain armor, a flat-topped helmet, and a "603" holding a spear stood on the side of the land, watching them.

The soldiers of the kingdom who were dressed exactly like him stood guard in twos and threes, watching the captives pass by them indifferently.

These captives will be escorted to the oblique moon city and sent to mines in my world for larger-scale mining.

After all, it is now and during the war with the Church, it is impossible for Don Juan to return these captives to the Church mercifully.

In that case, the church will re-arm these people, and they will be seen again on the battlefield in the future.

As for Mei Long, as the only surviving magic priest, his hands were bound by the enchanted chains of the Oblique Moon City.

With this chain in place, he can't use any magic.

The battle ended quickly, and in just one night, the two sides decided the winner.

In Carl and Meilong's vision, the battle should also be very easy. This is easy for them, not the Darkmoon military alliance consul of Diagonal City defeated them easily like now.

"This is the church's forward army, what about the church's middle and rear troops?"

Don Juan stood on the canyon, looking at the captives lined up in a long line in the canyon, he asked.

"They were left far behind by the vanguard of the Church."

"It seems that the church's forward army is eager to advance, and does not wait for the middle and rear troops."

"And those middle and rear troops seem to be still hundreds of miles away."

Ragnar stood beside Don Juan, lowered his head slightly, and said.

"It's still a hundred miles away... According to the information we have obtained, the church's central army and rear army are composed mainly of nobles from the three kingdoms that split from the empire.

"Among them, 20,000 templars were scattered among them, as the elite among them, filling their combat power."

"Although there are more than 100,000 soldiers, farmers and soldiers in all the noble troops, they are all mobs, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Don Juan waved his hand and asked again: "Wilhelm and the others?"

"King Wilhelm II and the others are deploying their troops, and they should be distributing the healing potions we gave them."

Ragnar said.

"Let them mobilize their own troops and go back, and they will not be needed in the next battle.

Don Juan glanced at the kingdom soldiers in the canyon and said.

"Let them go back?"

Ragnar froze.

"Yes, this battle is for them to pay the nomination certificate, and their troops are not like ours in Xieyue City. They suffered seven or eight thousand casualties last night. There are only more than 20,000 troops in total. This level of casualties is Morale is estimated to be on the verge of collapse, and it is already considered a strong army if we persisted in the battle last night."

"After all, they are still the old-fashioned noble army, and they can't bear more casualties. Fortunately, they are allowed to go back to recuperate.

"After this battle, I have received their nomination certificate."

Don Juan nodded.

"I see."

Ragnar lowered his head, then turned around and left.

After about a while, Ragnar returned to Don Juan's side again, and said to Don Juan, "My lord, I have received a letter, which was sent by Pendragon in the dark forest."

"Letter from Pendragon?"

"Could it be that the blood race in the dark misty forest has moved again?"

Don Juan took over the information, unfolded the paper, and looked... 0

In the dark sea of ​​mist, Pendragon was aided by the servants of the three legions sent by Don Juan.

And the news that Pendragon captured the blood castle was finally known to the blood camp in the black fog forest.

Pendragon and the blood clan's army fought numerous battles, large and small.

Relying on the artillery equipped for Pendragon and the fact that there are not many troops sent by the blood race.

Pendragon barely held on.

In one battle, 40,000 servants defended an army composed of 2,000 blood soldiers.

After a bloody battle, Pendragon did not win easily.

And the focus is on this battle.

In this battle, Pendragon captured a vampire magician.

To be precise, the full name is, Magic Research Warlock of Blood Race Biological Species.

According to the introduction in Pendragon's letter, they first tortured the blood magician and obtained some results.

It is correct with some information obtained before.

The magic of the blood clan has extraordinary attainments in biological research.

A large number of biological warfare weapons in their army are all cultivated by themselves. 3.3

Among them are barbarians, siege monsters, etc., all of which are the result of long-term magic research and cultivation by the blood race.

What surprised Don Juan next was the description of a biological unit.

Painful dragon.

According to Pendragon's description, this is a brand new biological weapon researched by the vampires.

It is a flying creature with a body length of five meters and a wingspan of more than ten meters. It has eagle claws, a lizard body, and a bat head.

The name is Miserable Poisonous Dragon. It is not really a dragon, but they can make a heart-pounding mournful roar, which makes people feel pain, just like the roar of a dragon, so they are called this title by the blood race.

And this kind of biological weapon can be ridden by blood race soldiers, which means that blood race has a kind of flying arms. .