The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

In the eyes of most human beings, the orc plateau is a desert of magic, but for the defenders of the Northland, this statement is obviously far from the real situation. In their eyes, the orc shaman and witch doctor are very A headache for the spellcasting profession.

The former are good at communicating with elemental spirits, triggering various natural phenomena to launch powerful attacks, or giving support to their companions. Their spell consumption is less and the effect is obvious. In some aspects, their attack ability is by no means inferior to that of mages. How much worse will it be than priests and paladins.

Moreover, because the shaman is good at cooperating with his companions and has a unique advantage in guiding strategic magic, the earthquake spell is simply the only big killer for the orcs to attack the city.

But on the other hand, as a short-legged and crispy legal profession with huge threats and not as many life-saving spells as mages, once a shaman is caught by a powerful melee...

"We can give him ten seconds to plead for the protection of Mother Earth, five seconds to draw his weapon, three seconds to make unnecessary resistance or chant a spell, and then use the last second to finish him."

"Fourteen shamans are killed every minute! Please don't kill shamans indiscriminately, and support the shaman land drift spell (random teleportation) instant cast bill! And support the abolition of the shaman profession! - Shaman Self-Help Fund meeting."

Not to mention the obvious flaws of individual combat power and those messy criticisms, Shaman can be regarded as the first target in the battle, but it shows his powerful support and long-range attack ability, which are exactly what the orcs who are good at hand-to-hand combat lack. .

And if shaman is the best battlefield combination for orc warriors, then witch doctor is the strongest logistics profession. They are not only good at disposing poison, but also good at disposing antidote, as well as all kinds of curses and sorcery. But it is also good at expelling curses and healing patients.

Although their treatments are somewhat outrageous, after all, whether it is a cold or dizziness, it is really creepy to use bloodletting therapy, although most of the medicinal materials they prepare do not even know what they put in them (most of them contain lizards) dry powder, black grass roots and other unexplainable materials), but in the plateau areas where medical treatment is scarce, many lives have indeed been saved. (The loser has already died. The dead can't complain.)

Spellcasting professions are always scarce, and even more so in the orc tribes.

For the orcs who are good at producing muscular fighters, it is very difficult to find a good-minded clansman, not to mention the need for spellcasting talents. In all tribes, these two spellcasting professions are extremely rare and precious. Shamans and witch doctors have a high status in the orc tribe, and there are not a few of them who also serve as chiefs.

But now, the precious shamans and witch doctors have become handymen, checking up and down the altar, while angry onlookers even start whipping them.

"Damn it! You're so careful,

Why is there still a problem. "

Amon Bloodaxe of the Bloodaxe tribe had a livid face. The sacrificial ceremony was presided over by his own tribe. Most of the elite shamans and witch doctors of the Blood Ax tribe were involved in it, and countless sacrifices were used, but the result was still the same in the end. It was frustrating no matter what.

failed? No, it wasn't, at least as evidenced by the little orange-red brilliance that brought the warm fire around the soldiers.

Did you make it? Not anymore. The frowns and troubled faces of the chiefs have already explained everything, at least the results are far from expected.

"My lord, the result has come out. The blessing should be regarded as a success. It can indeed resist the severe cold, but..."

Even though the old shaman reported this, everyone did not relax because the ceremony reached a critical moment when the brilliant fire was suddenly interrupted, and the demon lord's angry accusation echoed in everyone's ears.

"Such a filthy sacrifice still wants to get my blessing! Fake souls are actually placed on my altar? You are blaspheming. You are challenging my dignity! I curse you, I curse you, you are about to step into destruction, and you dare to deceive Demon Lord..."

Finding that there was something wrong with offering his own sacrifice, the angry Demon Marquis immediately lowered his anger, and the huge flame turned into a flame colossus holding an angry halberd. Begins to bring destruction in the camp, and the open demon door is a sign of the imminent arrival of the demon army.

Fortunately, the old shaman who presided over the ceremony cut off the connection with the Devil's Abyss in time, allowing the Marquise's flame incarnation to return to the elements, and the Dimensions were closed again. Otherwise, it would definitely not be a blessing failure, and the entire camp might not be Both will be destroyed by the angry Demon Marquis.

It's all like this, and they actually said that the ceremony did not fail, and all the chiefs showed surprise expressions.

"Huh? The blessing didn't fail?"

Emon was even more surprised. He knew that Eliza was difficult to deal with, and he was already mentally prepared for a complete failure.

"The effect of the blessing is not complete. It can only be used as a short-term protection against the cold. From the perspective of the law of element fading, I am afraid that the blessing will fade within 30 days at most."

Hearing that, all the chiefs breathed a sigh of relief. When the ceremony failed, everyone prepared for the worst, although the originally expected three-month blessing turned into less than one month, which is already worse than the original. Bad intentions are far too good.

"Have you found out about the sacrifice? Which tribe dared to cheat at this critical moment! I will hang the head of his chief on the flagpole to sacrifice the flag!"

Amon was very annoyed. He almost missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and offended a demon lord, causing troubles in the future.

Demon Lords are well-known servants, and it's hard to get them if they don't look for work. If they want to contribute, in addition to serving them well, they also have to pay expensive "appearance fees".

The strongest currency in the lower plane is the soul from the upper plane. In order to please the Marquis of the Sea of ​​Fire, the sacrifices this time are all the best slaves of each tribe.

Rituals will not fail for no reason. The demon lord is notoriously moody, but he is notoriously disdainful of lying and cheating (seeing that people are unhappy, he will do it directly, and he will directly grab any treasure he wants), since the demon lord is because of the sacrifice And roaring with dissatisfaction, then most likely there is something wrong with this batch of sacrifices.

"This..." The old shaman of the Turtle Clan was hesitant, but seeing the chiefs looking at him with doubts on their faces, he knew that it would be impossible not to say anything, so he could only grit his teeth and say in the end.

"The sacrifice has been completely consumed, but the blessing is not complete. If it is not for the insufficient soul share of the sacrifice, there is no way to explain the loss of part of the power. The sacrifice is gone, and there is no way to find out, but from Eliza Judging from the time when your lord started to get angry...it happened to be the time when the sacrifices of the Bloodaxe tribe were sacrificed!"

Immediately, Emon, who was questioning the shaman angrily just now, fell silent. It turned out that there was a problem with his own tribe?

The surrounding chiefs looked at Amon with unfriendly eyes, and they also remembered that the roaring direction of the flame colossus was not in the blood ax tribe's camp? Emon said with certainty, isn't this a typical thief shouting, "Stop the thief."

Unknowingly, the seeds of discord had been planted, and the United Tribes mostly relied on their prestige. Successive failures were undoubtedly the biggest blow to Amon's prestige. In the eyes of those who are interested, Amon has already begun to lose his status as the great chief who has been echoed by everyone, and perhaps he can replace it.

Leaving aside the seemingly peaceful chiefs, who are actually bound to be unpredictable, in fact, after the brief sacrifice was interrupted, a certain will has already come. Some of the real sacrifices were deducted by him and used for other purposes.

At this time, the altar was already in chaos, and in the sacrifice, a fiery red phantom was moving from illusion to reality.

She smelled the cold air that finally had no smell of sulfur, and a smile appeared on her familiar pretty face, just like the incarnation of Lady Storm in the City of Rain, a silver-haired female demon who secretly descended on the mortal world in the form of an incarnation.

"Master. Miss me? Are you ready to meet me? I said I would attack suddenly."

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In an era when large-scale air combat has not yet become possible, the most indispensable thing in ground warfare is terrain advantage.

Kamo's Tears, the old site of Xigang Fortress in the Land of Arrows was rebuilt. This super fortress is surrounded by Jedi on both sides. Ignite, the sea of ​​fire will burn for more than two months before the reserve oil in the ditch of the fortress is exhausted.

One-third of Sluwell's military force and more than forty percent of the releasers gathered in the city. There are nine large mage towers and more than 30 medium mage towers. There are many heavy artillery and fire crossbows on the wall facing the mouth of the orc. It has become one of the few strong cities in the mainland.

He is the unfallen fortress. The pass has been firmly locked for hundreds of years. It is said that its establishment has also received the support of the northern countries and human superpowers.

Since it was built, the city wall that even giants can't climb has become the confidant of the orc plateau, and the orcs who lack siege equipment really can't do anything about it. Only a few flying races and air cavalry want to take down this scale The fortress is like a dream, even the former United Chief of the orcs died under the city.

But if you ask me, it was a bad decision from the start.

"Is there a fortress that will never fall in this world? Can you defend against regular troops, assassination and curse bombing by top powerhouses? It is a wrong decision to put all resources in one basket, even if you The fortress is indestructible, so it’s enough for me to bypass you, even if there is no existing road, wouldn’t it be enough to open a new road?”

The Macedonian defense line on Earth has proved how stupid this immovable fixed defense line is, but in this world, military academies in Pangea still regard fort defense as a classic conventional tactic, and Sluwer is also a practitioner of fort doctrine and beneficiaries, and after this lesson, it is estimated that all military academies will regard this war as an important case study-a stupid negative case about being too superstitious about strong fortifications.

This time, the business and exchange agreement that Sluwell had just signed less than a month ago was torn up in an instant, and the orcs came without warning and were extremely ferocious.

The god of earth elements, Umdi Roken, is much more low-key than his colleagues. He just used a local high-intensity earthquake to change the terrain, creating a long and narrow exit on the plateau, and turning the strong fortress into a cave dwelling. The human eye - decoration.

The orc army directly attacked the hinterland of Sluwell Kingdom, and then came to a center, and divided into four armies to attack various cities. Among them, the Blood Ax tribe led nearly half of the tribes to attack Sluwell's capital, Antun.

In order to create more chaos and contain the troops of the various lords, hundreds of wolf cavalry regiments began to rush around and make surprise attacks. Under the situation where everyone was in danger, the lords naturally supported their own troops, and the war started less than a month ago. Antoin was in a hurry. Sluwell finished sooner than anyone expected.

But at this time, I was a little helpless.

It's not that I don't want to do something, it's just that the first snow comes when I return to Donglan Principality. Even though I expected it, it still doesn't come at the right time. At this time, there are too many things to do, and it is undoubtedly the most inappropriate time for snow.

The winter in the Northland is extremely fierce. The goose feather snow outside the window has covered the whole Diffinde, and the snow is half a meter deep when you step on it. There are no pedestrians on the street at all.

Going out in this weather is nothing short of a disaster. Not to mention marching, the horses will fall into the snow as soon as they go out, and the rapid loss of temperature will make the precious horses die inexplicably.

According to the unspoken rules that have gradually formed in the Northland over the years, when a country is attacked by foreign races such as orcs, other countries will provide certain assistance or material support. Or simply send troops to help. In previous years, the Principality of Kasomi often enjoyed this treatment, but this year it is undoubtedly Sluwell.

But unfortunately, this heavy snow that affected most of the Northland countries changed everything.

The supplies could not be delivered, the reinforcements were stuck on the road, but the orcs were attacking the city in the snow. This was a desperate situation.

The cruel natural environment is fair to the enemy and us. In previous years, the day when the mountains were covered by heavy snow was also a customary truce day. After all, it is a long-cherished wish for soldiers to die on the battlefield. If you freeze to death on the battlefield, you will feel aggrieved no matter what you think. This kind of meaningless death always makes people want to curse. Greetings to the Commander's family.

But fortunately, as the Vulcan's blessing faded ahead of schedule again, the orcs were also forced to start shrinking their field of activity, using the cities they had already laid down as their bases, slowing down the speed of their raids.

In fact, even without Eliza's Vulcan blessing, the war would have broken out earlier

But in another aspect. When Eliza's name was repeatedly scolded by the orc executives, Emon and his Bloodaxe tribe also suffered grievances and anger. While their reputation plummeted, they also began to be marginalized by the main force of the coalition forces.

In a sense, the orc alliance was divided into four. Dividing the troops forward, this is not only a strategic consideration, but it also shows that Amon, whose prestige is not enough, can no longer control the situation.

At this moment, the other three chiefs have tribes that support them. I'm afraid who will be the future orc king depends on the results of this war.

Everyone knows that it is impossible for the war to wait until next spring. It is impossible for the human kingdoms to watch Antuen fall like this, and Sluwell die like this. hour.

And since the war started in the cold winter of the Northland, it was still a battle involving the survival of the race. This war was bound to be extremely cruel, and there were not a few non-combat attrition.

But at this time, I was also busy with military affairs.

"Has news from Hoyle arrived? How is the prospecting going?"

Every gray dwarf is a good miner by nature. Their innate abilities are stone walking and gem perception for walking underground. Hoyle, the master blacksmith of the gray dwarves, is unmatched by other tribesmen in his sensitivity to minerals.

Whether it's for foreign trade or domestic military use, the newly born Donglan's demand for minerals is endless, especially now that many new legions are still holding wooden training weapons to make up the number, a large number of military weapons will be Donglan's rise Fundamentally, weapons must start with minerals.

This is simply the lifeline of Donglan's future. Even now that the war broke out, I still regard it as the first priority.

When I returned to Diffind early because of the war, I threw Hoyle and the other gray dwarf blacksmiths into the barbarian's territory to prospect for mines. If he couldn't find the mine, there was no need for human miners.

"Good news, that mountain range is indeed a rich mining area. Two refined iron, one magic iron, and two gemstone mines have been found. But if mining is to be done, it will not be a short-term solution. Lord Hoyle applies Help from heavy machinery and spellcasters, and he called on Brother Bea to help him."

"Exploding mines? It seems to be the only way to achieve short-term results. Okay, the Bea brothers sent him to help him, but he should pay attention to safety and don't conflict with the local barbarians. They all accept death. Offending once is equal to offending a lifetime .”

"Yes, Your Highness, we will convey it. Then, the next priority is the number and flag of the new legion..."

The assistants searched back and forth, the accumulated military affairs had overwhelmed the desk, and countless troubles were brought up one by one.

Even though I have absolutely no intention of meddling in government affairs, military affairs alone are a headache.

Whenever this time, I miss Elisa very much. After all, other people can only play an auxiliary role at most, but Eliza, who I brought up with one hand, has the ability to deal with it as well as me, and can completely solve all the troubles. Throw it to her to be lazy.

Well, Eliza is still in the abyss, it is meaningless to think about these things, let's focus on the troubles in front of me first.

"The situation in Antuen is very bad. I'm afraid the city may be broken at any time..."

After all, they all came from the same source. Even though the country mentioned earlier was full of dissatisfaction and unhappiness, seeing his destruction now, the young assistant felt a little uneasy.

I nodded, indicating that the other party knew it, but fell into deep thought.

Rescue is definitely necessary. Even though I have a lot of dissatisfaction with the royal family, I still can't do it by watching the people of Lan from the same origin be slaughtered. Moreover, once Sluwell falls completely, I am afraid that I will be involved in a direct war next time. Most likely there is Dong Lan, and Dong Lan is obviously not ready to deal with all-out war now.

Although rescue is definitely needed, how to rescue is particular. It must be effective, win face among the various countries, and win the initiative in the future diplomacy of the Northland, but it must not be swollen and fat. Shaking is not counted at all. The abundant Dong Lan family property.

After a long time, I finally made a decision.

"Send a letter to Antuen. As a neutral country, if Dong Lan wants to join the war, he must use sufficient reasons to let them actively and openly ask for help. By the way, he must also apply to the Church of the Gods. Well, let them We send troops to help it resist the application of aggression, so that Master Sleepless will recognize the necessity and justice of this war, and it is possible for us to send troops."

"Didn't you say that I was a fake not long ago? You accused Dong Lan of being a fraud, and you announced it to all the kingdoms and churches. I just saw how you swollen your face. Well, the previous disclosure, let me All countries are aware of Donglan's new system, and the latter part will be directly handed over to that Fimr Caso 'His Majesty the King'."

Since you want me to do my best to save lives, let me bow my head and reflect, and spray out what I did before. Eat it all for myself!

I'm not worried at all that Femul won't bow his head. After all, Antuen's situation is already very bad. In front of life, many people will become much more honest.

"Hmph, what a wonderful irony. I just said I was a fake, but now I turn around and ask for help from the fake. Most of the people who came to make a move in the end were the 'demon army' they called."

Think about it for a while, under the current conditions, the most suitable main force for rescue is still my Undead Legion, which is not afraid of the cold. In the previous announcement, those guys were directly called the Demon Legion. The contempt was even more undisguised.

"Such a good winter hunting opportunity can't be wasted, it's just used to train troops. Each knight brings me two followers, let those young men get ready, we will set off when the snow stops!" (To be continued. If you like this This work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)