Crown of Chaos

The desert cavalry who came in the wind and the remaining clouds were naturally the Bedai barbarians.

There are two definite descendants of the Netheril Empire. The first is the Bedai barbarians. They stayed in the desert and lived a herding life by avoiding the movements of the legendary magic-absorbing people. They were a very brave and fearless people. Since losing the Floating City, the Great Arcanist, and the Scroll of Nether, the Bedai barbarians still hold on here.

However, the supplies that the desert can provide are too few, which makes the Bedai barbarians, in addition to grazing, also do more or less plundering, either directly plundering caravans in the desert, or Selling "passes" to collect high "tolls" from large caravans passing through the desert.

The desert gave the Bedai barbarians endless suffering, but it also sharpened their body and will, giving them unimaginable strength!

If every Bedai barbarian can live to adulthood, he will be a peak apprentice-level professional.

Correspondingly, the second remnant of Nese is the magical kingdom of Halua in the south of the mainland. The Halua people have retained the silhouette of Nese in its glory. This magical kingdom still maintains a large number of mages to this day, but Due to the impact of the fall of Nese, the Halua people became extremely autistic, barely trading or communicating with the outside world.

Doherty stared at the Bedai barbarian cavalry in front of him with a grin.

The brass sword was raised high, and the half-orc sword master knelt on one knee. In the wind and sand, Doherty prayed to the supreme blood god Khorne in his heart.

Thank you to the Brass Throne for your gift!

Naturally, the Bedai barbarians will not show any mercy to the orcs. For the barbarians in the desert, as long as they do not show their passes immediately, they are enemies and can be plundered.

"Shoot!" the leader of the Bedai barbarians roared. The cavalry in black took out their short bows. The bowstrings rang sideways. The sound of piercing the air was mixed with the desert wind, and more than twenty arrows went straight through Doherty. Body surface!

In an instant, the orc's body was covered by arrows. Doherty saw this and yelled: "Coward!"

Those who only know how to hide in the distance and shoot cold arrows are all cowards!

Pure men should fight in close combat!

Of course, Doherty was not an idiot. The Orc Sword Master did not stand still and let the arrows hit him. On the contrary, he began to spin.

The swirling air flow rose along the flying sand, and turned into a hurricane that soared into the sky along Doherty's spinning body. The sand and dust were swept up by the power of the Khorne Champion, and formed an indestructible steel along Doherty's strong body. Barrier, all arrows are blocked.

The sword was sheathed and the rotation stopped. Doherty stood proudly with his sword hanging. It was not until he sheathed the sword that the flying arrow hit the ground.

The black cavalry of the Bedai barbarians were immediately moved by the scene before them. Some of the black cavalry were planning to shoot another arrow. A sharper whistle immediately came from the wind and sand. The black cavalry immediately reined in their horses and turned around like running water. They quickly divided into two teams in the desert like a fork. One team outflanked from the left, and the other detoured from the right. The entire formation changed calmly and naturally.

"Just like art." Doherty held the brass sword upside down with both hands. Seeing that the Bedai barbarian was planning to come up and fight him in close combat, the half-orc opened his eyes proudly: "Your efforts, I, Doherty - Fire Sword Feel."

"You are qualified to be the first drop of blood in this war of conquest!"

Doherty's lame and slightly accented common language is obviously not easy to understand, and the Bedai barbarians opposite can't understand what he is saying. There is no mercy in the desert, and the only thing that greets Doherty is the unsheathed scimitar. With strange war cries, the black knights as fast as the wind charged forward, with only the scorching sun as proof!

At this moment, a whirlwind suddenly swept across the desert.

Thousands of blades rolled into the dust. The moment the scimitar was about to fall, Doherty spun again. The Orc Sword Master's counterattack spiral was as fast as lightning, followed by an earth-shattering war cry, crimson blood light, and a wild snake dancing. The sword-like blade, accompanied by the blood god's will, came like a divine punishment.

Along with the war cry, the call for blood flashed frequently, and broken corpses that were completely cut open and covered with blood were constantly left on the battlefield.

The blood dyed the yellow sand red.

In just a moment, the Bedai barbarian cavalry controlled by the war cry came one after another. Their bodies were uncontrollably drawn into the blood hurricane composed of counterattack spirals, and only the broken but neatly cut corpses could escape the hurricane.

A stream of blood spattered, and the leader of the black knights widened his eyes and fell to the ground. Until his death, the raiding captain of the Bedai tribe did not understand how they failed and why everyone was being sucked in uncontrollably. This orc.

All he knew was that he was dead.

Doherty sheathed his sword, and the heads that fell from the air quickly piled up a small temple. The orc clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

Behind him, a group of orcs or barbarian swordsmen came quickly.

"Boss, why did you run so far?" shouted a Khorne warrior holding a two-handed sword. He soon discovered the blood-stained yellow sand: "What did you leave for us?"

"There are only corpses." Doherty leaned on his sword and closed his eyes: "We need more, more blood!"

My Lord Khorne told me to kill and conquer!

more and more!

The news from the front was quickly sent to Maximian. Baron Suplin, the head coach of the left army, nodded secretly.

At present, there is no other news from Tzeentch's Compass, which means that the first drop of blood was obtained by our left army.

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The news that the left army defeated the first group of Bedai barbarians quickly spread to the three armies through Tzeentch's Compass.

The left army was rejoicing, the right army was gearing up, and the center army was complaining.

The commander of the middle route army was the great dragon Egil. Cormyr's national protector dragon marched in the desert for several days and found nothing. The huge number of adventurers soon deserted because of the harsh environment of the desert. .

At this time, Aaron's preparations were highlighted. Although the middle army was the largest in number, it was also the least reliable. Therefore, Aaron did not pay these adventurers who liked to give up halfway. The military pay for all adventurers was unified. It will be issued after the military operation is over.

Those who deserted in the middle of the road would naturally not receive military pay.

Although the harsh environment of the desert is very torturous, it is also very challenging. Some adventurers deserted, but others persisted and began to enjoy the experience.

As night fell, the camp of the middle route army in the desert became much drier and more comfortable due to the power of Nurgle's bell. The adventurers gathered together in small groups and chatted, but the evil dragon enemy had not yet been encountered. On the road, the beer business started first. Many half-dragons and kobolds carried oversized beer barrels and sold cold beer everywhere in the camp.

This move was so vicious that more than 10,000 adventurers spent a lot of money in their pockets before they even earned their military pay.

Dalonglong secretly gave this vicious plan a codename - the Adventurer Military Salary Recovery Plan.

"Thank you, I don't drink beer." Leonard in the crowd politely waved his hand to the kobold beer seller and refused. The kobold's face said "Why would anyone refuse a glass of cold beer under the scorching night sky?" , Leonard carefully observed his surroundings.

The other paladins who followed him couldn't stand it anymore. Although it was very expensive, the four paladins pooled their money and bought a large glass of cold beer. A younger paladin couldn't help but said to Leonard: "Arbitrator, In fact, there is no need to be so nervous, there are 20,000 of us, and the people recruited by the adventurers this time are quite strong... Did you see it? The group of people opposite are the Glorious Brotherhood of the Lord of the Dawn!"

Leonard took a look, and yes, not far from their tent, a group of Lathander believers were surrounding a middle-aged man with special white-gray curly hair, listening to the middle-aged man's words with vigilance. .

The leader is the leader of the Glory Brotherhood—the fire genasi and the blazing lord Delgath Ondel.

He has a lean build and long black hair. His pale skin is dotted with orange blood vessels, as if there is a fire burning inside. His speeches are full of hot passion, making the audience listen attentively, conveying a deep understanding of the mysterious truth. Deep understanding.

Why is he here?

Leonard vaguely thought of a rumor.

Like most faiths, the Church of Lathander has always been divided into various sects and sects. The Knights of the Aster are an affiliated order of the Knights Templar, the ecclesiastical army.

The Brotherhood of the Glorious Sun is a sect of the Church of Lathander who believe that the Lord of the Morning is the reincarnation of Amaunator, the long-lost god of the sun and law in the ancient Netherese pantheon.

In recent years, two heretical sects have emerged in the Lathander Church, namely the "Ascending Sun Heresy" and the "Three-Faced Sun Heresy". The Three-Faced Sun Heresy, as mentioned above, means that these people believe that the sun priesthood is shared by three gods. Sharing is Lathander at dawn, Amaunator at noon, Cyric at dusk, and the Trinity. To believe in the sun is to respect all three of them at the same time.

The Rising Sun Heresy believes that Lathander is the reincarnation of Amaunator, but the Lord of the Morning has not understood this yet. It doesn't matter, we will try to remind Lathander of his past and welcome the ancient sun god Amaunna. The return of the tower.

Dalegath, the legendary priest/solar master of the Brotherhood of the Glorious Sun, is a supporter of the Heresy of the Rising Sun.

And his appearance here made Leonard feel vigilant.

The Blazing Lord is surrounded by a group of Sun Soul monks, and most of these monks believe in Lathander, Suni or the Silver Virgin Suellen. The mark of Selun on Aaron's body is too obvious, and the Sun Soul Monk It can also be traced back to the Amaunata Monastery of the Nese period - the Brotherhood of the Sun.

What are these people here for?

But in any case, the existence of a group of warrior monks and a legendary fire genasi priest who works part-time as the Sun Lord made the nearby adventurers feel at ease. When they saw Dalegat camping, the adventurers immediately camped around, surrounded by the glorious sun. The Brotherhood's tent was set up three times, and Delgath was quite happy.

"Don't be careless, there is everything in the desert." Leonard warned several paladins: "The Desert of Eno Oak is an unpredictable place. Regardless of anyone, if we want to survive in this hell Whatever you get from it, you'd better be vigilant at all times and never relax at all, otherwise whatever you get from the desert may be returned twice as much at any time!"

Before he could finish his words, an urgent horn sounded.

"Zhentarim caravan spotted ahead!" the half-dragon soldiers shouted: "All troops, assemble!"

Before the half-dragon soldier finished speaking, the dragon Egil's roar directly overshadowed the half-dragon soldier's words: "Here they come! They are here! Have these Zhentarim merchants made enough? It's their turn, right?" We let them understand that whatever they get in the desert, they will get back double!”

"Cormyrians, attack!"

After saying that, Dalonglong was the first to spread his wings and fly out: "It's all mine, mine!!!"

Leonard: "…………"

The Glory Sun Brotherhood on the opposite side was even more excited. They whispered the terms "relics", "holy objects" and "my lord", and charged harder than the half-dragons. One of their words made Leonard feel even more ominous.

"The rising sun is approaching!"

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"Really? Has the left army fired the first shot of conquest?" Eleanor calmly listened to the report of Tzeentch Compass, while Miss Priest, Countess of Aquitaine, was thinking about the problem.

The state of the right army is different from that of the other two armies. The main force of this army is composed of three thousand-man teams from the religious army, the Order Knights, the Dwarf Firearms Regiment and the Ninth Shepherd Legion. Their morale is high, and they are not like Like other armies, they were a mixed bag of fish and dragons, maintaining a largely intact structure in the desert.

"We don't want to be like the Left Army. Killing is just a means, not an end." Eleanor denied the fanatical atmosphere of the knights under her command. The priest lady flipped through the map: "What we want to do is to establish a base in the desert and also Looking for those ancient ruins."

"According to my Lord's guidance, there are still barbarians in the desert who are loyal to Him and loyal to the Silver Virgin."

Many days passed like this.

Under the guidance of Su Lun Mama, the right army finally found a piece of green in the desert.

They saw a lake, a small lake with a length of only a few dozen meters, but around the lake, there were thousands of similar lakes surrounded by large hills with a height of 300 meters!

have water!

Where there is water, there is an oasis!

The right-wing army was excited when they heard the news. They quickened their pace and moved forward quickly.

Soon, a large camp made of sand and stones appeared in front of Eleanor.

Eleanor was at ease.

Found it, Lake Elazade, Temple of the Moon, the only oasis lake in the Eno Oak Desert, and the holy place where the spring goddess Idas is imprisoned! The holy land of the Bedai barbarians!

This is the key to conquering the Bedai barbarians and conquering the Ainook Desert.

Just wait, my lord!

I must build you the largest temple in the country here. In the future, my wedding and your powerful divine power promotion ceremony will be completed here.

Just keep an eye on it, Su Lun Mama!

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