Mage Lord: The Tech Tree is Skewed by Me

Under the tight siege of the Antolians, the defeat of the Sami tribe was certain.

Not to mention the huge light curtain that shrouded the entire city as bright as day, the militiamen who were waiting in full formation made it impossible for the tribal warriors who rushed into the city to start.

When the first warrior of the Sami tribe put down his weapon tremblingly under the angry eyes of the Antolians, the Sami tribesmen who rushed into the city completely lost their fighting spirit.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

In today's wars, morale is extremely important.

Seeing the familiar partners beside him fall down one after another, how could the originally menacing Night Raider still have any fighting spirit left?

"Kneel on the ground and surrender without killing!"

Following Todd's order, the defeated mountain man knelt down smoothly.

Even if Ramon, the leader, wanted to struggle a little longer, he was hit by an arrow, and then he was pinned down by several men from Antolia.

He could only curse in vain, and then the soldiers stuffed his mouth with shoes and socks.

Under the custody of the militiamen, the leader of the Sami tribe quickly knelt down in front of Leon.

"Why attack the Thorn Territory at night?"

"And why do you want to be at odds with the Jimena family?"

Leon looked curiously at the strong man who was forced to kneel at his feet by the soldiers, and asked skillfully.

However, the strong man lying at his feet just let out intermittent sobs.

Smelling the stench that was gradually spreading, Leon couldn't help waving the stagnant air around his nose with his hand, and ordered a little irritably:

"Then take out what's stuffed in his mouth!"

"vomit--"

When the soldiers finally took out the rag stuffed in Ramon's mouth, the Sami leader just wanted to reply, but he only felt his stomach churn, and he opened his mouth and spit it out, as if It seemed like he wanted to vomit out the bile in his stomach.

Smelly!

It really stinks!

People in this era didn't take baths very often, and the soldiers' daily training was very intensive, so the smell of shoes and socks was naturally very bad.

Not to mention Ramon, even Leon felt a little nauseous for a while.

"If you want to kill, then kill. If it's... vomit..."

The cursing Ramon was about to speak when he started to vomit violently again.

"Take him to the dungeon and lock him up, let him live one more night, and then chop him down in front of the Sami tribe tomorrow."

Leon was too lazy to talk nonsense to Ramon, and immediately waved his hand and asked the soldiers to take the man away.

If this is an upright duel, then Ramon does not have to die.

But the leader of the Sami tribe in front of him led the tribe's warriors to sneak attack on Leon, a young and kind-hearted good lord.

In this way, the nature of the matter has changed.

In addition, Leon happens to have the need to establish prestige and scare the mountain people, so naturally Ramon can only become the soul of the Antolian people.

"What does the Viscount want to do with these captured Sami people?"

When Fast saw Ramon, who had always been at odds with the Lapruk people, being dragged away like a dead dog by the soldiers, he couldn't help but feel an extremely complicated emotion in his heart.

Indeed, there were frequent conflicts between the Sami and the Lapluk.

But the slightly complicated relationship between the two made Fast confused for a while.

"The name of the Sami tribe was given to them by them. In the eyes of the Jimena family, they are all rebels of Lapruk." Leon glanced at Fast and said seriously.

"What the Viscount means is..."

“Since the Sami tribe once had the same roots as the Lapluk people, but rebelled and became independent for various reasons, it is time to clear away the past conflicts and allow these captives to become members of the Lapluk people again. "

Leon stared closely into Fast's eyes and said in a deep voice: "These captives are all bewitched by Ramon. I will order these captives to be under your control. They will be as loyal to Xi as the Lapruk people today." The Mena family, right?”

"Yes! Yes!"

Fast replied quickly.

Immediately, the old priest swept his eyes over the prisoners squatting on the ground not far away with their heads in their hands, and nodded vigorously.

Leon made such a decision mainly because of two considerations.

First, because of the inherent connection between the Sami tribe and the La Pluk people. If Fast can really reintegrate the Sami tribe into the La Pluk people, then the power controlled by Leon will also be able to Enhance.

The second reason is that even if the Sami tribe is dissatisfied, it can be turned into an internal conflict among the Lapluk people, and the Jimena family can mediate from a high position, thereby gradually making them agree with it over time. The Jimena family rules this land.

In Leon's view, it was not that Fast could not think of his own purpose.

But for any Lapluke, the temptation to reunite two originally estranged tribes is something Fast cannot refuse.

"Tomorrow morning, gather the prisoners outside the city and execute them."

With the last word, Leon returned to the castle accompanied by his guards, leaving only Aaron, Fast and others to deal with the aftermath of the night attack.

He's a little sleepy, so it's time to go to sleep.

…

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the land of Antolia, Leon was still a little sleepy.

Although the light curtain that shrouded the city at night looked very awesome, even with Fast constantly adding buffs to him, Leon still consumed a lot of energy.

So, he decided to continue sleeping.

Leon had no interest in watching people beheaded. This kind of thing could be left to Fast to arrange, and Leon didn't say he was going.

At this moment, Thorns leads outside the city.

The prisoners were already sitting around under the guard of the militia, and the axemen selected from the Lapluk people were sharpening their knives on the execution platform.

Although it was almost noon, the prisoners sitting around seemed to still be able to feel an icy chill in the breeze that blew from time to time.

At this time, Ramon was no longer as unruly as before. Looking at the surrounding tribesmen and the high platform not far away, his legs trembled involuntarily.

But even so, Ramon did not beg for mercy or be timid. He just walked onto the high platform tremblingly under the escort of the soldiers.

The soldiers on the side unlocked Ramon's chains and pressed his head firmly on the blood-stained wooden stake.

Until then, Fast, who was wearing a priest's robe, finally cleared his throat and said in a deep voice:

"In the name of Ancestor Lapruk, and under the witness of the totem god, Ramon, the traitor, shall be sentenced to death!"

After saying that, the axe-hand who had already raised his long sword suddenly chopped off the long sword in his hand.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the bright red blood flowed along the wooden pile to the high platform, and the head with wide eyes fell into the wooden basket.

And Ramon's face, already as pale as snow, still retained the look of disbelief he showed before his death.

Ramon accepted death calmly.

But the crime announced by Fast made his eyes widen.