Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Earl Feigen looked at the pursuers who had completed the encirclement at some point around the lakeside camp, and felt his heart was cold.

After they were defeated from the battlefield outside Jackdaw Town, they retreated for seventy or eighty miles without any delay, but they still rushed to reach here. Why can these walking soldiers catch up almost at the same time I also took advantage of the night to complete the silent encirclement.

His Majesty, who is far away in the royal capital Jinhui City, has publicly declared war on the Spellcasters Federation. His voluntary declaration of war will undoubtedly be regarded as an enemy who is also a spellcaster.

It is impossible to escape. At night, you can't run wildly in the mountains and forests, and you can't run far. You can surrender on the spot? Perhaps it is no problem to ask the family to pay a generous ransom to save their life, but it will definitely be humiliated, but it is completely tolerant compared to their own lives.

Looking at the army approaching step by step from the forest, and the white fires that light up from time to time in the dense forest further away, Earl Fagen understood that the other party was using the super-long magic trencher to harvest the knights in his temporary camp. The life of the guards and servants is here.

He opened his mouth in panic, and found that he could not speak the words of surrender. The blood-stained guards beside him gathered to protect him in the center and kept urging: "Old Earl, these infantrymen cannot stop us, as long as we do, They formed a horse formation and rushed out of the encirclement. They would never catch up with their legs alone. We are only one night away from Grizzly Castle. Please lead us to charge!"

The Count pulled the horse's reins and walked in place. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly saw the opponent's soldiers stopping in an orderly manner, and then raised the iron stick in his hands without the tip of the gun.

A dense sizzling sound rang one after another, and huge blood flowers exploded on the body of the guard in front of him, and howled and fell from the horse. The chief guard who had followed him since he was young was even more miserable. The strange weapon hit the face directly, and the head exploded like a fragile egg, and the blood mixed with the brain mass sprayed the count's face.

Earl Fagen was shocked and quickly pulled out the emblem sword representing his identity as a title and raised it high, and loudly expressed his identity to the group of soldiers.

"Stop the attack! Stop the attack! I am the Lord of Grizzly Castle, hereditary Count Fei..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt his chest and abdomen tremble suddenly, and he felt like he was hit by a hammer through his armor. Then a hot warm current flowed from his upper body to his waist, with severe paralysis and feeling of exhaustion coming from his body. Towards his whole body and limbs, he leaned back and fell heavily from the horse's back.

The orc officer Duff, led by the leader, walked up and looked at the noble knight who was lying on the ground, scratched his head and muttered in confusion: "What was this old man saying just now? Hey! His long sword looks pretty good ""

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The Northern Army, which is responsible for the mission of going out to fight, conducts several long-distance training on the wasteland almost every month. Night marching is a necessary training program. Compared with the rugged and dense mountains of the wasteland, from Jackdaw Town to Grizzly Bear Castle The roads in this area are simply as if they are walking on flat ground.

The two vanguard chasers rode together in a group of magic chariots, while the subsequent soldiers rode on war beast vehicles in an orderly manner. Only the artillery battalion was a little slower, and two alchemy camel beasts needed to pull the artillery carts behind to press the formation.

Most blood warriors participated in the earlier battle with the Church Judgment Army outside the town. With the powerful assist of the two high-level spellcasters, they rely on the perfect cooperation of magic guns and their own blood talent, and almost no reduction in staff. He surrounded and killed all the enemies, captured two guys who seemed to be high-level priests, and immediately divided a team of people to escort back to the territory and handed them over to the lord for interrogation and disposal.

The mercenaries and civilians who ran away all over the mountains and fields were too lazy to deal with it. How many people could be caught? Anyway, the supervisors of the pioneering mines were looking forward to these free coolies.

According to the instructions of Lord Lord and Commander Pierce, the main targets of the troops responsible for the pursuit were the nobles and knights riding tall horses and wearing shiny armor. It is said that if you catch one, you can get a generous ransom, and this part of the profit will be directly It is used as military expenditure for the Northern Army's combat operation.

Of course, Lord Lord also added an additional sentence: As long as you dare to raise your weapons and resist the enemy stubbornly, you don’t have to worry about the other party’s identity and just shoot them all on the spot, just like the group of guys Duff has encountered now.

"Cleaning the battlefield. Those who put down their weapons and surrendered, and those who lie on the ground and lose their resistance, will all be dragged into the car and taken away. Check it carefully. Anyone who can still breathe can be exchanged for money. Don't forget to give it to them. Two first aid medicines to rush your life."

Duff grinned and ordered loudly, and he rubbed his hands and went into battle himself, picking in the pile of dead enemies in front of him, hoping to find something that looked high-end and belonged to him - the soldiers were fighting All the spoils collected in the battle need to be paid, but the officer can be licensed to choose a spoil, and only need to exchange the merits of this battle.

Next month is the birthday of his good brother Vaughan. This is the first time he has celebrated this day in his life. Duff has long made up his mind to pick him a gift. The spoils that represent fighting courage and combat merits are the most suitable. choice.

From the waist of the strong old man who was holding his long sword to show off his mighty power, he pulled off a belt stained with blood but still glittering with buckles, and rubbed it on his military uniform and stuffed it into his combat bag with satisfaction.

A team leader came over and reminded him, "Boss, Chief Pierce reminded us before he set out to find and capture the primary target of this battle alive Earl Fegan, but we searched all over the camp but didn't find what the count was. I don't know if I've run away? "

Duff frowned and shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you escape. That guy Wayne has already taken a team of special combat teams of blood warriors and copied us in advance, and guarded the way they must return to Grizzly Castle. , no fly can fly back to their nest."

He happily lifted the sharp sword and smiled at his subordinates, "This sword is so good. I want to present it to the Lord. It's just right to hang it in the study. He will definitely like it..."

Nympho

One day and one night later, in addition to the embarrassing prisoners, Vaughn personally escorted the captain of the first battalion of the Northern Army, Duff, who was bruised and swollen.

"Sir, this stupid guy, he didn't recognize the identity of Earl Feigen and killed the other party with one shot!"

Vaughan's face turned pale, and he hated that he had not repeatedly explained and issued compulsory orders before leaving, which caused the Lord to lose a large amount of ransom.

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"Die?" Harvey was stunned and came back to his senses, as if he watched at least tens of thousands of pounds of wealth flying away from front of him with wings. His face twitched in pain, "Forget it... Forget it, die Just die. The soldiers worked hard and there were no guns and cannons on the battlefield. It was reasonable that he was not spared..."

As for not recognizing Earl Feigen... Harvey covered his face with a wry smile. In fact, he himself didn't know Earl Feigen, and he didn't know what the other party looked like, let alone that he had never seen many of his subordinates in the southern nobles. The wasteland soldiers are here.

"Dafu won't be punished by military law this time. He should directly offset the punishment with his merits in combat. There is no need to be too strict, but I won't be the case..."

He slowed down and quickly added: "The remaining noble prisoners are kept in good condition. After counting their respective family identities, send out the letter asking for the ransom as soon as possible to avoid long nights of dreams."

Asdaren came up with a pile of documents and reported in an official tone: "Sir, it has been counted that the ransoms of these nobles need to pay totaled 38,000 pounds. This is based on the battle between the nobles of the southern border. The redemption practice is calculated, do you want to look at the specific list?”

Harvey shook his head, "No need, the ransom is all increased by 30%. The nobles who cannot afford to pay can use food and fiefdom to settle the debt to me. If they don't accept it, just send it to the mine to do coolies directly. ”