Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

In the watchtower on the west side of the royal capital, Dickinson, the chief knight under the command of Grand Duke St. Valen, was paced back and forth anxiously, taking the look glass from his subordinates from time to time, observing the movements of the enemies outside the city.

To be honest, Dickinson himself didn't understand why the situation in the Principality had developed to its current level.

Use the extraordinary power of the Federation caster to consolidate rule, and use the church's faith to spread and maintain people's hearts... As a proxy for secular royal power, His Majesty the Grand Duke should understand the principle of checks and balances and strive to maintain a fragile peaceful relationship between the church and the caster.

But just a corrupt plague with unclear origin and truth, the balance was broken in an instant, the caster was persecuted and expelled, and the church suddenly dominated the family. Taking advantage of the serious injury of His Majesty, the Archbishop became the Jinhui City The actual ruler.

At this moment, he seemed determined to fight a life-and-death battle with this fierce and famous lord in the capital.

Forced between the church and the caster are the fence-mounted nobles who are swaying their positions... and tens of thousands of innocent people who are panicked and helpless.

The sound of footsteps sounded behind him, and Dickinson put away his thoughts and breathed a sigh of relief, turning around and said, "Master, you don't have to come in person... The enemy outside the city has no abnormal movement now."

The middle-aged priest snorted coldly, "The bishop ordered me to supervise the battle, and I can't tolerate any perfunctory... Why are your subordinates' soldiers timid and their morale is so sluggish?"

Dickinson smiled bitterly, not knowing what to explain - the nobles sent generals to use troops, and they knew that they had promised to make bounty or power before the war. No matter how bad they were, they would improve their food for the soldiers, or make the military pay owed in full Published.

But the church is not at all good at the Tao. Just by opening your mouth, you want these soldiers from civilians to die for them. Do you really think that everyone is the devout believers in the Holy City who are full of doctrines and creeds?

"It is rumored that the lord of the North has a powerful magic weapon in his hand, which can kill and invade the opponent in an instant even though he is far away... The soldiers are not afraid of fighting, but they just don't want to die in vain."

The priest frowned and scolded, "Absurd! No matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it needs to be manipulated by the caster himself. How many casters can there be among the pagans from the north? We are fighting against Daes on the border, the Union The mage team sent was only more than 300 people!”

More than 300 people... With the help of these more than 300 spellcaster teams, coupled with the assistance of the alchemist from the Secret Society, they restrained nearly a thousand judges and combat priests in the church, as well as the three thousand noble coalition forces sent by the princes of St. Valen. .

Of course, Dickinson could only secretly complain about such a thing and dare not appeal to his resentment.

The Knight takes protection and loyalty as the highest honor. As the chief knight of His Majesty, he has shouldered the heavy responsibility of defending the royal capital since the day he was granted. No matter what the reason for the current situation is, Dickinson believes that he must fulfill this. responsibility.

Before he climbed the city wall to prepare to face the enemy, he raised all the gold pounds and silver coins stored in his mansion and distributed them to the hands of the elite soldiers of the royal guards whom he trusted, with less than 500 elite troops. , will be Dickinson's biggest reliance on defending the eastern section of the city wall.

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"Sir! The enemy outside the city is moving, as if preparing to launch an attack!" Dickinson's escort ran into the watchtower.

The chief knight no longer took care of the priest in the war, turned around and said decisively: "Tell me the order that all the soldiers on the city wall on the west are in place, the crossbow chariot and stone throwing machine are ready for firing, and the turbulent oil and the rolling stone beating wood are also ready!"

No matter how powerful and terrifying the enemy's magic weapons are, they always need to climb the city wall with flesh and blood. When the siege battle is in a tense stage, close combat is inevitable.

He raised his viewing glass again, but found that the enemies outside the city did not retreat immediately, while on the Ralph River further away, nine armored ships lined up parallel to the river bank - the heads of these iron ships are from time to time A strong white smoke was sprayed out, and there was no sail or oar, and I didn't know how it sailed on the river. Fortunately, the waterway entering the city had collapsed, and even the strong iron ship could not go ashore to participate in land siege operations.

"What do those iron ships want to do?" The priest of the war also picked up the look glass and said in confusion, "Do they want to rely on the strength of the iron ship to directly knock on the huge rocks in the city wall blocking the waterway into the city? Those stones may be one piece of them. Thousand pounds…”

Impossible...Dickinson also felt a little surprised. Since they had already set up a siege at the city gate, they should not try to enter the city through the waterway. It was a whole section of the collapse and was blocked... It is impossible to hit the boat.

He was about to explain to the priest of the war, and among the armored ships lined up by the river bank, a bright flame suddenly lit up at the front of a ship.

As bright as the morning sun, it flashed away.

After a few breaths, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded in Dickinson's ears, accompanied by the thunder roar... a huge pillar of earth smoke rose up on the ground less than five meters away from the city wall.

"Did the enemy lay dragon flame powder at the foot of the city wall?" The chief knight felt a chill. He obviously personally inspected every part of the city wall every day, and always arranged trusted soldiers to be patrolled and guarded at night. How did these northern people quietly go silently? Touching the root of the city wall?

Before he could figure out what was going on, a fire suddenly appeared in the distance... It was also a low roar, but this time it exploded, which was in the middle of a city wall not far from the city gate.

The gravel collapsed and a huge hole was blasted out of the city wall. Dickinson could even faintly feel the entire section of the city wall tremble slightly in the explosion from the bottom of his feet.

It's not dragon flame powder, it's a magic weapon!

The middle-aged priest who supervised the battle took a few steps back in disbelief and murmured: "Didn't the people who escaped say... the magic weapon they mastered was the silver iron pipes held by the pagans? Why..."

At this moment, a thunder and lightning struck the city!

The explosion was so loud that it seemed as if thunder exploded directly in my ears.

A section of the battlements of the city wall suddenly split into pieces, and countless smoke and stones splashed in various ways. The entire city wall shook violently, and the watchtower also shaking.

Dickinson quickly staggered and escaped, holding the wall with one hand and the other hand, only to barely fall down, his ears buzzing... Seeing the whole city wall messing around, but he couldn't hear any sound.

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The time left for the chief knight to breathe was so short that he finally recovered his hearing. He grabbed the guards who were running away, and was about to scold them not to leave the defensive position at the battlement of the city wall...

The thunder bombarded the city one after another with the momentum of collapse and cracking.

Dickinson almost watched helplessly. The priest of the war, who was only a few steps away from him, was instantly smashed half of his head by flying stones shot from somewhere... His brain burst out and his body was soft. He fell on the wall, thick blood flowing along the wall.

The thunder that came from afar did not stop, and seemed to be becoming increasingly intense.

You can't just sit there and wait for death! The chief knight stumbled and stood up, ready to walk down the city gate - he also arranged a team of guards at the city gate. As long as he was far away from the city gate, the magic attacks that came from afar could not attack through the city walls. Go into the city.

Just guard the city gate...

Suddenly, he heard another explosion sound that was very close to him. The stairs under his feet suddenly cracked from it, almost causing him to fall down the city.

A vaguely, there was a chaotic movement of people rushing over the city gate at the foot of the city gate, as if soldiers were shouting something at the top of their lungs—

"Escape quickly! The city gate has been broken by them!"