Chapter 195 Leon Had to Change His Tactics (Two in One!)

Faster with arrows or faster with spells?

this is a problem.

Standing next to Clementi, Leon saw with his own eyes the elf elder's method of sealing his throat with one arrow, and naturally he had such a question in his mind.

Of course, a strong man at the mage level can release a magic shield around him as a barrier as soon as he senses danger.

However, from the moment Clementi shot the arrow to the moment the cardinal's throat was choked by an arrow, it was just a matter of a flash of lightning.

Considering that he couldn't let Clementi shoot an arrow at him to verify the answer to this question, Leon felt that he needed to improve his security measures.

He is a man who cherishes his life!

Otherwise, if he fails halfway through his business, wouldn't he become the most miserable time traveler in history?

Therefore, this dispatch of troops to the Principality of Norton is not just an on-the-spot investigation of human military strength by the elves. It is also an on-the-spot investigation of the elves by the Antolians or Leon, the lord. Observe the actual combat power of the archers, and then study and judge the overall strength of the elves.

Obviously, perhaps in terms of overall strength, the Moon Elf clan may be inferior to Antoria, but at least in terms of long-range strike capabilities, the Elf long archers have a very obvious advantage.

This means that the Antolians need to have sufficient long-range defense methods!

Even if the current relationship between Antorians and elves is friendly and their favorability is positive, even the close relationship between human nobles may change due to interests or even end up turning against each other. Humans and elves are completely different. This is even more true between different races.

Long-range defense must be launched!

Magic engineering must also find some clues as soon as possible!

At the moment when Clementi shot the Cardinal in the throat, Leon finally made up his mind.

If it is difficult to resist long-range attacks like the Moon Elves through ordinary methods, then magic must be used, maybe... Although the Antolia High School of Magic may be very expensive, but now that I think about it, it is really not worth it. It should have been delayed forever!

If that doesn't work, you can just build a few buildings to make ends meet!

However, now is obviously not the time to think about this. Thinking of this, Leon simply gathered his mind and looked at the city shrouded in night again, observing the battles taking place in the city.

The death of Cardinal Deco Altus can be said to have drawn a predetermined ending to this night attack, writing down the fate of defeat for those remnant believers who have not yet left the city.

The stars in the night sky flickered with hazy light and shadow, and the shouts of death in the city became increasingly sparse.

Leon stood on the city wall, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the dark night, and with the torches held high in the hands of the Antolian soldiers, he swept across the vast city in front of him.

The city of Navarre looks like most cities of this era.

Narrow and crowded streets, row upon row of houses.

The streets and alleys of the entire city are filled with the smell of excrement that is very common in this era.

In the land of Antolia, Leon had not felt this smell for a long time, so much so that he actually felt an...inexplicable peace of mind?

Pooh!

Leon quickly cleared this strange thought from his mind.

but……

Looking at the city shrouded in night before him, Leon always felt an indescribable weird feeling, something seemed a little wrong.

"The Cardinal is dead!"

While Leon was observing the battle situation, he didn't know whether it was the Antolian soldiers who shouted first, or whether it was the remnant believers who finally discovered the body that died in the middle of the road.

Cries that the Cardinal was dead finally spread through the city.

Even those believers who were still stubbornly resisting finally became discouraged after hearing these words.

soon……

There was no need to wait for Antolia's military mages to take action, Stan and Andrew arrived hand in hand.

"Your Majesty the Marquis!"

The two said in unison.

"Has the city of Navarre been taken?" Leon said calmly.

"yes!"

Hearing this, Andrew replied in a deep voice: "Antoria's army has controlled the gates and walls on all sides of the city of Navarre. Most of the remnant believers who had resisted our army have surrendered, and a small number have seen defeat. If you are determined, just commit suicide and follow their so-called gods."

"Tell the soldiers to be careful. Although most of the remnant believers in the restoration of the country are a group of lunatics, there are also some people with lively ideas among them. There might be someone hiding in the houses in the city."

"yes!"

Andrew nodded quickly in response.

"But... Lord Marquis, there are some things you'd better take a look at in person."

"Where?"

"The dungeon beneath the Castle of Navarre."

Speaking of this, Andrew's face couldn't help but become a little ugly.

"go together."

Leon glanced at the mages behind him and said.

It's not that he is timid, after all, Leon himself is a genuine mage, and his own hard power is there.

But the problem is that this city has been controlled by the remnant believers of the restoration of the country. Leon thinks it is better to be careful about these religious lunatics who yearn for eternal life.

The Lord's Castle of the Duke of Navarre is located at the end of the central street, and is particularly conspicuous among the low buildings.

"Is this the Cardinal?"

The body of Deco Altus was lying on the road leading to the lord's castle, and it was surrounded by soldiers from Antolia.

"it's him."

Andrew nodded: "Before the Antolian army liberated the city, he was the actual controller of the city."

"liberation?"

Leon was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "This word is used well!"

"hey-hey!"

Andrew scratched his head at a loss: "The literacy class specially organized by the Marquis for the officers is not for nothing!"

At this time, Leon had already leaned down and stared at the mask worn on the cardinal's face.

As an Adventist believer among the remnants of the restoration of the country, the mask of the Harpy can be regarded as a must-have for every believer.

On the brass mask, some half-assed craftsman barely managed to depict an extremely cruel image with extremely abstract lines.

Sharp and slender eagle claws, wide and intricate wings, and a ferocious monster-like face with two fangs.

"I can see the harpy, but what do you mean by the banshee? Just because her hair is a little longer?"

Looking at the brass mask on the cardinal's face, Leon asked curiously.

"Perhaps...the remnants of the restoration of the country have a slightly abstract understanding?"

"It should be."

Leon nodded, then waved his hand, signaling the guards behind him to step forward and lift off the brass mask.

then……

An old face with sallow complexion, shriveled, thin, covered with acne, and ulcerated skin appeared in front of everyone.

"Hiss~"

Even the calm Antolian warrior couldn't help but take a breath of elk and goose at this moment.

No wonder you have to wear a mask!

Regardless of whether the appearance is anthropomorphic or not, the pile of bumps on the face alone is abstract enough.

"Your Majesty the Marquis!"

Andrew handed over a piece of bark that looked slightly dry and hard:

"This cardinal was chewing this thing before and rushed to the streets. According to the previous information, chewing this thing seems to be able to see the projection of the harpy and gain power from the gods."

Leon was immediately silenced by these words.

Based on previous observations and everyone's descriptions, as a time traveler, he can roughly understand what this thing is used for.

"Inform the entire Antoria army that all such bark captured in the city will be turned over. Anyone who hides it secretly will be punished under military law!"

"Anyone who holds this object will be regarded as a relic believer of the restoration of the country!"

Andrew didn't expect that his lord's order would be so straightforward and his reaction would be so violent, but he still replied immediately: "I understand!"

"Let's go!"

"I would like to see what else is in the Duke of Navarre's lord's castle."

…

Tapestries with exquisite textures hang from the walls, and portraits of the ancestors of the Duke of Navarre's family still remain in the frames made of precious wood.

When Antolia's soldiers pushed open the heavy door of the lord's castle, Leon seemed to be able to feel the rich history of the Navarre family.

In fact, the history of the Navarre family is much longer than that of the Duchy of Norton.

Before the establishment of the Principality of Norton, the Navarre family located on the south bank of the Meyerson River was already the supreme ruler of this land. Their family history can even be traced back to the period of the Holy Brun Empire.

The seats in the castle are all made of white sandalwood from the Edwardian Hills area, which is one of the most precious woods in the Principality of Norton.

The floor of the corridor is covered with a deep red carpet, and there are even hand-woven embroidery badges on the corners of the carpet.

Not far away, passing through the stairs of the castle dungeon, Antolia's soldiers were lined up in a row with serious faces. Their look of preparedness made people think that there was some great terror being held in the dungeon.

Leon frowned and slowly walked down the stairs.

The old wooden ladder creaked from time to time, which seemed particularly loud in the silent environment.

As soon as I walked a few steps down the stairs, the heavy historical atmosphere in the castle disappeared and was replaced by a depressing and cold atmosphere.

It's not that Leon doesn't want to go further down, but that the dungeon, even the passages of the dungeon, are filled with densely packed people with their hands and feet tied up.

When they saw someone coming, they started struggling violently.

The cloth was stuffed into the mouth, and whimpering sounds could be heard from time to time.

Leon's eyes swept over it, and he only felt that the ships that transported slaves during the triangle trade period were probably nothing more than this.

Even worse!

after all……

The dungeon was so packed that it was difficult for the civilians imprisoned in the dungeon to even sit down.

"According to information from previous interrogations, almost all the people in Navarre, except those who escaped, have been imprisoned."

"And except for the three prisons in the city of Navarre, the vast majority of the residents are imprisoned in the manors and castles around the city of Navarre."

Andrew's voice trembled slightly.

Such behavior is too appalling.

"What on earth are the survivors of the restoration of the country doing?"

Although during the previous interrogation, Leon had already learned that the relics of the country, a group of religious lunatics who yearned for eternal life, jumped out during the civil strife in Norton in order to capture enough bait.

But hearing it is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another thing entirely.

"According to the news we just received, the 'bait' captured by the Fuguo Relics on this land will eventually be sent to Idar Port."

"Port Idar?"

Hearing this, Leon couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"yes."

"I speculate that they may want to transport these people living in the south of the Principality of Norton to other places by sea."

"Let's get everyone out first."

After a moment of silence, Leon said:

"I don't know how long these people have been detained here..."

"Pass the order, the city of Navarre will be under military control and all soldiers should be in high spirits."

"Open the granary in the city and prepare a little gruel for each of them."

Leon's original plan to attack Port Idar was definitely not feasible now that he thought about it.

It's not that the Antolian army can't do it, but... as Andrew mentioned before, the remnant believers of the restoration of the country have kept most of the ordinary people living on this land in prisons and manors. middle.

Compared with the assault on Idar Port, rescuing these imprisoned people is the first priority for the Antolian army.

Otherwise, if there is not enough population, what is the point of the Antolians occupying this land?

The cultivation of fields requires people, and the prosperity of cities requires people.

Even though the land on the south bank of the Meyerson River is extremely fertile, food cannot grow on this land out of thin air.

Moreover, now that the Cardinal of Navarre is dead, the plan to transfer the population to Port Idar is naturally affected.

Leon didn't dare to bet on what those remnant believers of the restoration of the country who were guarding the people could do.

"Andrew! Juan!"

"Now that the city of Navarre has been captured, this land is the territory of the Jimena family, and the people here are the subjects of the Jimena family!"

"Each of you will lead your own legions, and each will bring a hundred elven long archers and two accompanying mages to clear out all the manors in the area around Navarre City."

You know, except for the Antolian mercenaries in Stan's hands, there are still only a few hundred people. However, after this period of development, the number of soldiers in the two main legions commanded by Andrew and Juan has already exceeded Thousand people mark.

It is natural for them to clean up the relics of the restoration of the country entrenched in the surrounding manors and towns.

Some book friends previously told me not to use the word "下" in my articles, saying it was too Chinese. They also asked me to use as few idioms as possible, so I would like to collect opinions from book friends here. I have always felt that fantasy is just the background, and the specific title is purely a matter of translation. Is it really a drama? What do you think is an appropriate title?