Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

"My hometown is in Bass Town, which is less than half a day's journey from the capital. I'm not lying to you!" Benny carried a well-maintained new magic gun on his back and followed the soldiers in his group to patrol along the inner wall of the city.

The leader of the group had a typical northerner's appearance and smiled: "Tsk tsk tsk, so... you are also from the capital?"

Everyone laughed in unison, teasing Benny, the new recruit who was on his first expedition with the army.

"What's so funny? The specialty of Bass Town is sea bass. You haven't tasted the most plump sea bass and wild hazel mushroom stew in summer." Benny pouted and explained seriously.

There were several sounds of swallowing in the team, "Bass and mushroom stew? It makes me miss the taste of the glacial salmon in my hometown... It's a pity that it can only be eaten in winter."

The comrade walking behind Benny poked him on the back, "Benny, do you have relatives in your hometown?"

Benny's face darkened, and he muttered softly, "Half of the people in Bass Town were infected, and half of them fled like me... My family couldn't hold on on the road, and only I made it to the North."

The team leader coughed twice and changed the subject "Okay, we are approaching the outer city residential area ahead. According to the agreement, we can't patrol forward anymore. Let's turn around and go back!"

Everyone stood still and was about to turn around and line up to leave. Suddenly, a surprised shout came from the street not far away-

"Oh my God! Is it... is it Benny? Benny!"

Benny turned around subconsciously and found that among the laborers pushing carts and carrying goods on the street in front, there was a short but sturdy young man with slightly curly brown-red hair that was particularly eye-catching.

"Dave? Oh my God! It's Dave! I thought you died on the way to escape!"

Although he shouted in surprise, his body seemed to have muscle memory. He stood still and even held the strap of the gun with his fingers. It seemed that he could quickly take off the gun and shoot at any time in the next second.

"This is Dave, my friend who grew up with me in Bass Town." Benny briefly explained to his comrades and team leader.

The team leader nodded, "I'll give you five minutes to reminisce about the past. Don't cross the street and don't let your guard down!"

The two childhood friends quickly and excitedly told each other about their experiences and recent situations across the street.

Afterwards, Benny and Dave reluctantly said goodbye and agreed to meet here again when it was his turn to patrol next time.

Dave and the others also knew that these soldiers from the North promised not to enter the city. Looking at their backs as they lined up to leave, they boasted to the people around them: "Look, these soldiers from the North are not barbarians. My friend Benny is among them. He is a local of Bass Town!"

The leather shop clerk in the same team whispered enviously: "Look at their clothes. Although they don't have shiny armor like the knights, they are all made of fine cotton cloth. Those boots...tsk tsk tsk, they are deerskin boots that only noble lords can afford!"

These soldiers from the North seemed to be treated better than the guards in the court of His Majesty the Grand Duke...

...

On the second day after the Northern Army occupied the city wall, the airship flew over the palace again. This time, the two magic bombs dropped razed a section of the palace wall and the gate to the ground in an instant.

"Prime Minister, the northerners have occupied the two southwest gates of the outer city. We still have a chance to escape from the northeast." The Minister of State urged anxiously, "If we don't leave now, it will be too late when they completely block the four gates!" Chief Knight Dickinson pressed one hand on the hilt of the sword, glared at the Minister of State and the Prime Minister, and snorted coldly: "Your Majesty is seriously injured and unconscious, and the Archbishop happened to encounter an explosion attack after returning to the Glorious Church. Until now, no one has been found... Are you going to abandon the capital and flee without a fight?" The gray-haired Prime Minister curled his lips, "Escape without a fight? Tell me, facing such an enemy... how can we How to fight? Haven't you seen enough of their horrific methods on the city wall? "

"If you want to leave, you must send His Majesty away first!" The chief knight gritted his teeth and said, "Send His Majesty to the border. The church's trial army and the noble coalition's garrison are temporarily safe. We stay to cover His Majesty's whereabouts and delay the pursuers, waiting for the arrival of the promised reinforcements from the church, and then fight back!"

The Minister of State said in a trembling voice: "How can His Majesty be sent away? If there is no church priest to extend his life with healing magic every seven days, what will be sent to the border will only be a corpse!"

But now even the archbishop has disappeared in the bombing of the church, where can we find the surviving chief priest?

And those enemies in the north don't seem to be afraid of the reinforcements from the Holy City. They just surround the capital and control the outer city. Every day, they send the terrible flying vehicles directly to the royal court, drop destructive and terrifying weapons, and then return slowly.

And those pieces of paper that kept falling from the sky into the city - the war is not over yet, but they are already buying people's hearts and winning over those stupid and lowly ordinary people in advance!

Two more violent explosions sounded in the distance. The place where the dignitaries are taking shelter is a wealthy businessman's mansion not far from the palace, which will not be the target of airship bombing.

"After bombing the palace and the church... where are they going to bomb today?" The explosion should have occurred in the east, and the window edges of the building were shaking, indicating that the distance was not far.

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The guards walked in tremblingly and reported: "My Lords, what was blown up was... the base of the Royal City Knights."

The Royal City Knights had been dispatched to the border battlefield. The other side did this just to show off their military power and make threats, but they could only watch helplessly, not daring to raise the thought of resistance.

The enemy's attack was too fast, and no one expected that they would suddenly come to the city - the country had just finished spring plowing, and it was an important stage for the growth of crops in the fields, and there were not many militias that could be recruited near the Royal City...

After the city gate was lost, the only remaining defensive force in the Royal City - more than 3,000 soldiers of the Royal City Guards also scattered in an instant, opened the two northeastern city gates and fled desperately. At present, there were only less than 200 court knights and noble guards in the Royal City, who were still competent under the command of the chief knight, guarding the Grand Duke of Saint Valen who was transferred to the mansion of the rich businessman for safety.

Dickinson knew very well that the Prime Minister and the Minister of State...may not appear here again after tonight, and they will also abandon the seriously injured Majesty and secretly flee the capital.

He turned and walked out of the room, raised his hand to call a trusted knight and whispered: "Move Majesty from the bedroom on the second floor to the basement, and someone needs to be guarding the door at all times..."

Wait another seven days...The chief knight knew very well that if the church reinforcements from the Holy City did not arrive after seven days...for the safety of Majesty's life, he could only surrender to the other side in a humiliating way in exchange for the caster to rescue Majesty.

This was originally an unprovoked war. The real purpose of the lord of the northern border was to use the Grand Duke and the capital as bait to lure and intercept the church reinforcements coming from afar by besieging and attacking the reinforcements.