Chapter 530 Long Live Freedom

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Volume Two [Dark Tide] Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Long Live Freedom

On 8 May, the build-up of the Tasman Army was almost complete. The undead soldiers gathered from all over the country have been stationed near the royal city under the leadership of the lords. The undead troops of more than ten thousand people are displayed outside the city walls, but they are far from the noise before the human troops are ready to fight. If you look over from the city wall, the only difference you can feel is the extra rows of tents and the occasional crowd of people walking around.

The undead who don't need food are not "perpetual motion machines". Although the entire undead army does not have a supply unit to transport food, each undead needs to absorb Tasman's unique "necromancer air" to maintain its own energy.

The "necromantic aura" near the royal city is extremely strong, but once they leave the Gondola Mountains, these undead will also face the problem of energy consumption-because of this matter, the undead council has been arguing for a long time.

After all, since the undead appeared in the Gondola Mountains, it has been more than 700 years since they have walked out of this area with strong "necromancer energy". Those undead who go out to perform missions can be nourished by carrying fragments that have been condensed into crystal stones, but such a luxury is simply not possible for large-scale marches. Even though Augustine had already given a solution to supply large-scale supplies with magic circles, the parliament was still discussing it endlessly.

After all, this is also a kind of "logistics", and every decision has to touch the cheese of countless nobles.

Fortunately, the situation in the parliament has gradually become clear in the past few days. Augustine's constant pressure has brought the discussion to an end. The second batch of conscription and the task of transforming the undead have been determined, which also indicates that the war is about to enter a new stage.

However, no matter what the upper echelon decides, as the "shepherd", Lord Boqi is very troubled by these mission goals at this moment.

You must know that he has just issued a series of indicators to the steward of his territory. It is good to be able to complete these tasks beyond previous years, but now it is even worse... He may have to spend most of his savings over the years to fill this hole.

There is no lord who is not greedy for money,

Despite all the reluctance, Pochi is not stupid. If the task assigned by Emperor Augustine is not completed at this juncture, the surname of this territory may be changed next year...

He knew very well that he was just a puppet of the undead empire, so he never had the idea of ​​"standing on his own" or "getting out of control".

"When it's time to bleed, I still can't hide..."

Tagney City is a small town without even a city wall. But it was prosperous enough for a baron like Lord Boqi. At this time, the house he was in was dry and comfortable by the fire, much more comfortable than the supermarket houses where ordinary people lived.

Boqi has been a little dizzy these days due to worrying things, and now he just wants to relax, but when he just got up, he heard the faint bells coming from outside the house.

The town's bell will only ring when there are major festivals or alarms. Boqi was stunned for a moment, and was about to go outside the house to have a look, but saw the butler rushing into the house with a look of panic——

"Master, there are, there are, there are enemies attacking outside..."

"Enemy? What enemy?"

Boqi frowned. It's not like he hasn't fought before. The friction between nobles sometimes needs to be resolved by fighting a few battles. But at the important moment when Emperor Augustine was about to send troops, who would jump out and provoke trouble?

"What are you panicking about? Go and inform Brammy and Horton Knight, and let them lead someone to solve the problem immediately!"

There are two powerful knights and nearly a hundred private soldiers in Baron Pochi's manor, so he is not afraid of any so-called attacks at this time.

"But, but...Borami and Holden Knight were both found dead in the bedroom just now!"

"What did you say!?"

Boqi couldn't calm down immediately, and grabbed the housekeeper: "What's going on! Tell me clearly!"

"Master, I don't know exactly what's going on. Just now there was a lot of commotion outside the town, saying that an army of thousands of people was attacking. I wanted to quickly notify the two knights to get ready, but the servant found out They were all killed in their bedrooms..."

"died?"

Boqi immediately realized that this was a premeditated attack. He immediately picked up the long sword and asked the steward to gather the remaining private soldiers. Under the protection of more than 50 soldiers who came over temporarily, he rode on the horse and went to let the steward Inform the necromancer guarding this place, but before leaving the manor, Baron Pochi saw crowds coming from all directions

"Why... so many people?"

There are tens of thousands of people under his rule, but these people are scattered in various villages, and it is impossible to get together on weekdays. Now the crowd in front of him was more than two thousand at least, and the small manor was tightly surrounded. Even with most of the farm tools in their hands, Lord Boqi deeply felt a kind of despair.

"Traitor! The culprit!"

"The butcher who colludes with the undead!"

"Humanity's shame!"

The slogans shouted by the crowd caused Baron Pochi's expression to change. Reminiscent of the collective delay in the information of the surrounding stewards in the past few days, he suddenly realized that there might be a collective rebellion in the territory under his rule...

But at this time, he did not despair, but immediately ordered the private soldiers to form a formation, and let more than a dozen guards on horseback cover him, preparing to break out.

However, before the breakout began, seven or eight gray-white "skeleton soldiers" staggered out of the manor. They rushed straight towards the farmers who were approaching, and were cut down to the ground without any suspense.

"Did you see it? This is evidence of his collusion with the undead!"

"Destroy the traitor! Give me back my freedom!"

"Kill! Kill all traitors!"

The sudden appearance of these skeleton soldiers became the trigger for the start of the battle. Pochi knew that he might be tricked, because the Necromancer guarding the territory would never do such a stupid thing—but right now he can only hold on Scalp began to break through, but not long after rushing into the crowd, his steed was tripped by a bone spur that appeared out of nowhere, so Pochi fell to the ground and was captured immediately.

Until then, the necromancer who was supposed to guard this place did not appear... Boqi understood that the other party probably realized that the situation was irreversible and gave up on him directly.

He looked at the excited crowd in front of him, and all his words turned into a sigh:

"Finally... is it going to change?"

The lord was roughly tied up, and after falling off his horse, he broke several ribs, but no one in the surrounding crowd cared about the lord's feelings, and some even slapped him a few times when he was pushed and moved.

"Exploit our pigs!"

"vampire!"

This team of civilians obviously no longer fears the authority of the lord, and the constant chanting of slogans has convinced them of the fact that "the lord is a traitor". At this time, Ka also took off his crude leather armor, and put on a shiny silver metal armor surrounded by everyone.

Pochi could recognize that it was a set of mithril light armor in his collection. Obviously, this elected commoner has had a leadership status that everyone has confirmed since today, and Pochi... has become his superior stepping stone.

"Stupid...you don't even know who you are fighting against! You will all be doomed and become fertilizer in the land!"

In the end, Boqi, who was tied into rice dumplings, saw Kulka on the balcony on the second floor of the manor. He endured the severe pain in his body and cursed out this sentence. But Kulka, who was watched by thousands of people, did not choose to respond to his words. He just said loudly to the crowd looking up: "Remember this day! From today on, we will be the only ones on this land. Free people!"

"for freedom!"

Shocking shouts sounded, and Boqi understood that these people might not really be for the so-called "freedom", but more because of the increasingly severe oppression of his lord, but in cooperation with the few skeleton soldiers who rushed past just now, However, these people have to believe the so-called "facts".

Boqi knew that there must be necromancers behind this, but... will these people really succeed?

The long sword slashed horizontally, so that the baron will never have the chance to know the answer.

*****

"The rain is getting heavier."

Akasha tugged at the poncho on her body and sighed with emotion.

"Be careful not to let the rain wet your clothes. The temperature is low at night. If the body temperature is too low, there will be big problems." Luo Di stretched out his hand to help her fasten the belt, but then he said to himself: "Actually, a little more rain is not enough." good…"

"To be honest, if you live in this environment every day, you might grow mushrooms on your body. How can these people bear it?"

Merlinthra walked freely in the rain, and the raindrops were separated by an invisible barrier, even her hair couldn't get wet.

"They are very dry in winter, and you will miss the current weather again. Don't talk about this, you will soon find your target."

Rody glanced at the "map bar" in front of him. After the "devil subspecies" escaped last night, the team followed the traces to find them today. Merlinsera confirmed the direction according to the magic imprint she left behind. After getting close to the target, Roddy's "Tracking Technique: Devil" immediately showed its effect.

He saw that there were dense marks on the map, and the rough count was more than one hundred.

However, this kind of mark relies on color to distinguish the opponent's strength. Under Rody's current strength, this "demon subspecies" is basically gray or white-this means that they do not pose any threat to Rody at all.

"Everyone be more cautious later, the target may be other groups, so we must first try to hide our movements." Rody turned his head and explained the battle plan, "Cavalry should pay attention to outflank, infantry don't need to form formation, just charge as fast as possible .Akasha, let your mages start doing their best to hide the team...Remember, our goal is not to kill, but to control the situation as soon as possible."

Roddy turned to Melinsera and said, "If possible, try to ensure that no one dies."

He had a premonition in his heart that the meaning of these guys in Tasman was far more important than those "lambs".

"Don't worry."

Merlinsera snapped her fingers in response, with a relaxed expression on her face.

"Okay, take your seats."

Roddy didn't talk nonsense, he waved his hands and started to act.

Akasha on the side immediately instructed the ten necromancers accompanying him to start casting spells. Barriers spread rapidly, the rain was cut off, the air dried up, and the surrounding voices became much quieter. The barbarian soldiers began to move in an orderly manner. Organize armor and weapons.

Everything is going great, it's just...

Akasha frowned slightly, and took a deep breath.

Ever since she entered the Tasman, she felt that she could always feel a special breath in her breath, and now, this special magical rhythm seemed to become more and more obvious—but she couldn't say what it was specifically. come out.

Turning her head to look at the high elf mage who followed, Akasha always felt that their bodies became more flexible after they came to Tasman, and the movements of the female mage who was always by her side seemed to have more spirit in her eyes .

Why?

She couldn't figure it out for a while.

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