Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

At the junction of Barkley and St. Valen, there is a vast green field and a low hilly area. Due to the lack of river water systems for irrigation of farmland, there are not many villages and towns in this area, and even robbers and bandits are very Less entrenched in.

After nearly four days of field marching, the Northern Army gradually passed through this barren border area, and saw a lot of villages, farmlands, and the huge city located in the foothills of the mountain - Carlo Ko, Grand Duke of the Barkley Border. Fman's capital is Lanjing City.

This is a city within the Duchy of Barkley, second only to the royal capital Maple Leaf City. Although its population and prosperity cannot be comparable to that of the royal capital, the silver mines produced within its territory are well-known, and it is rumored to be the current Barkley royal family. The origin of the Coffman family is a very rich resource city.

Pierce ordered the troops to stop in a dense hillside forest five or six miles away from Lanjing City, and he took the scouts to climb up the high point of the hillside and observed carefully with a look-up glass, "I inform the General Staff that people can now send to Carlo. The Duke submitted the diplomatic documents."

According to the previous combat plan, quietly crossing the border and directly approaching the city of Lanjing, and rashly launching a raid on the great lords of neighboring countries, it is easy to put Saint Valen and the North into a whirlpool of diplomatic and public opinion. After all, the civil war and the neighboring neighbors The war broke out in the country, and its nature was different... Even when Daus and St. Valen were fighting on the border, the two countries did not formally declare war on the outside world and did not want to escalate the conflict into an irreparable comprehensive war.

Harvey is also making the same abacus now - he is very sensitive to governing the secular kingdom as a spellcaster. If he does not want to force all the countries in the southern border to be forced to take sides and teach, he must at least ensure that one "master is famous" .

Submit a diplomatic document that denounces the other party for invading the border for no reason and robbing the people of his own country is actually just a temporary scheming... Anyone knows that Duke Carlo will not give in directly, and he will return the plundered treasures as required in the document. and food, and then compensate a lot of money to make up for the war losses of the people on the border.

The other party is likely to be disdainful of this. Even if he is a little more alert, he will not immediately arrange to strengthen urban defense and territory alert.

You can see the situation of crossing the border all the way these days. This border grand duke who claims to be holding heavy troops and strong cities never seemed to have thought that Saint Valen would have the possibility of settlement afterwards. After retreating, he even had a small group of cavalry after returning. The detective did not stay, and he had no idea that under his nose, he had already touched a powerful combat force.

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The Grand Duke of the Border Carlo Koffman sat upright on the high position, staring at the messenger standing under the stairs, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The Lord of Saint Valen's North Frontier is really leisurely, and the situation in his country has not yet settled down... I'm in a hurry to settle the accounts with the fief of my neighboring country?"

He stood up, provocatively patted the sword hanging around his waist, and sneered, "Go back and tell the Lord of the North that I am the believer who was summoned by the Pope to Saint Valen to rescue the persecutors who were expelled and persecuted by you. All actions are Following the traditional law of mutual assistance among noble lords, there is nothing to blame."

The young messenger looked angry and seemed to suppress his anger. "Is the Grand Duke slaughtering people around the border of St. Valen, instigating soldiers to rob and take away a large amount of food and goods... Is it also following the traditional law of the nobles?"

Grand Duke Carlo shrugged and said indifferently: "To feed the two thousand elite cavalry and three thousand mercenary infantry who went to the expedition, we must always pay military salaries and rewards to them, right? Besides... the knights under my command are all retainers of the vassal nobles. Not all of them are directly loyal to me. I cannot stop them from taking advantage of their own interests. The lord of the North should be as clear as I do. "

As soon as he said that, the vassal knights standing in the lord's hall laughed softly, only to think that the lord of the neighboring country who had just captured the capital but had not yet sat on the throne was really funny. Civil strife occurred in his own country and was left by the neighboring country. It is very common to take the opportunity to enter the country to catch the autumn wind. He even sent an envoy to send diplomatic documents seriously, hoping that the meat that had been stolen could be spit out and returned.

The guy who was born as a spellcaster has indeed been eroded by magic and is different from ordinary people.

The messenger said in a deep voice: "Since that is the case, does the Duke want to start a war with us again?"

Faced with the provocation of a young messenger who seemed to be unfinished, Duke Carlo naturally would not take it seriously and chuckled, "Haha, I'm waiting in Lanjing City for the lord of the northern border to lead the army to come... …”

Seeing this, the messenger stopped talking. After bowing and bowing, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned around with a strange expression and left and left the city.

After a while, a middle-aged man dressed in a priest priest came to Duke Carlo and whispered: "Hisser Duke, don't underestimate this lord of the North. It is rumored that his spellcasters have many combat powers, and Master magic weapons that are no less than the Union."

Duke Carlo curled his lips, picked up his glass and took a sip, "How many combat mages can a pioneer lord have? If the Federation hadn't helped the Federation behind the scenes, would you think Jinhui City would fall so easily? The conflict between the Holy See and the Federation... After all, it only broke out in Saint Valen. If the other party dared to let the caster attack the noble lords of the neighboring countries, hum... wouldn't he be afraid that the Federation would not be able to withstand the joint attacks of the southern countries? "

After saying that, he turned his head and smiled, "Besides, there are many combat priests and blood knights in the city. If a mage lord really comes to the door, will you sit back and ignore it?"

The chief priest frowned and whispered strangely: "In the past, we naturally could not sit idly by and watch the spellcasters disrupt the situation in various countries, but we have just received an order from the Holy City recently, asking us..."

Before he finished speaking, a fully armored city guard knight suddenly hurried into the hall, and said in a panic: "My Lord Duke, a large army suddenly approached outside the city. The flag emblems they used were very strange, and it was impossible to see the head..."

Before the city guard knight finished reporting the situation, another guard stumbled in from outside the door and said in a trembling voice: "My Lord Duke, there are flying magic creatures in the sky... In the sky, they took off from outside the city and flew straight into the city!"

"What? Magic creatures? Those who can fly in the sky... Are they high-level spellcasters?" Duke Carlo's heart skipped a beat. He had just driven away the messenger of the Northern Lord. Could he really have the ability to send high-level spellcasters to attack in the next second?

What about the thousands of ordinary soldiers outside the city?

The chief priest said in a deep voice: "My Lord Duke, please go to the basement of the castle immediately to hide. If it is really a high-level spellcaster... we will be responsible for protecting your safety."

Duke Carlo nodded, stood up surrounded by his guards, and hurriedly ordered while rushing to the basement of the castle: "Gather my Bluethorn Knights and the City Guard Knights... Pay close attention to the movements of the army outside the city, and release flying birds to ask for help from the vassal nobles. Humph... Just over 3,000 people want to capture my city, I'm afraid it's too whimsical."

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Suddenly, the sky seemed to roll over a rumbling thunder, accompanied by a slight tremor of the stone bricks on the ground under his feet. Duke Carlo paused, raised his hand to hold the wall and listened for a moment.

"What's the noise?"

Another muffled thunder came from a very far distance, followed by continuous thunder explosions... It made people feel like they were in a small boat in a thunderstorm vortex.

Seeing this, Duke Carlo did not dare to stay where he was, fearing that this was a magical movement made by a high-level spellcaster who came to attack. He hurried to the door of the secret room under the castle and was about to turn around and ask the chief priest to send people to search the Duke's Mansion to prevent spellcasters from sneaking in and assassinating him.

The city defense knight who had just been ordered to leave not long ago fell to his feet with blood all over his face and his armor torn. He said in horror: "My Lord Duke... they... they broke through the city gate!"