Build a Swarm Tech Tree in Konoha

Chapter 607 The Distracted Lord's Army

"Your Excellency the Mage, will he use explosives in battle?"

"Please rest assured, absolutely not." The magician explained, "As we all know, the price of explosives is very expensive. He must have used up all the explosives to blow up fourteen castles and four roads,"

"Besides, explosives are very dangerous, and you need to be very careful when using them. That is to say, they can only be detonated after being buried in advance."

"So, as long as we are not tempted by the enemy and do not fight on their intended battlefields, there is nothing to worry about."

A lord with a fat head and big ears stood up. He raised his hands and cheered: "Your Excellency the great magician relieved our worries. There is no doubt about the victory of the battle."

"Let's celebrate with a banquet and cheer for victory!"

"Hahaha, banquet! Meat! Wine!"

Amidst the cheers of the lord and senior knights, several magicians with pointed hats left quietly.

Compared with noisy banquets, magicians are generally more willing to open salons, discuss certain magic issues in soothing music with beautiful noble ladies, or show the ladies the charm of magic.

And although the magician can't help drinking, he can't be addicted to alcohol, and try not to get drunk.So as not to affect the agility and stability of the heart and hands.

Moreover, the status of magicians is higher. Even if they leave, the lords will not forget to give each of them a separate copy.

So the mages, who despise the vulgarity and noise of warriors, naturally prefer to return to their tents and enjoy food and wine alone.

Of course, not all of the fourteen lords are rough people. When the three leading lords got a little drunk, they got together and discussed the problem.

The middle-aged man with a short beard shook the wine glass in his hand and said in a low voice, "What do you think of this incident?"

The white-bearded old man had a very bad temper. He cut off a piece of meat with a knife, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and said in a cold tone: "Hmph, explosives, this is an expensive thing, even among magicians who can make explosives, it is very expensive." No, anyway, our magicians won’t do it.”

The middle-aged man with a long beard nodded and said, "Yeah, don't look at what Sawyas said so lightly, but the explosive itself is also power, and it is the power of the combination of an excellent magician and strong financial resources."

The white-bearded old man glanced at the door of the tent with disdain, and said, "Hey, Sawyas probably thinks that he can swarm up and defeat the opponent with numbers."

Then he put down the knife, wiped the grease from his mouth and beard, and asked: "Then, who is behind our Chihe Valley? The family of the Duke of Nameni? The Kingdom of Skia?"

The middle-aged man with a long beard said firmly: "I don't think so. It's not that the two of them have no such intentions. It's not a day or two for us to fight against the two of them. It's just that the timing is not right now."

The middle-aged man with a short beard smelled the wine and said in agreement: "You are right, we left the Chihe Valley in response to the oracle of the Sun God. Don't they want to live?"

The white-bearded old man frowned and said: "I heard from the bishop of the Sun God Court that the God Court is very dissatisfied with this and has already sent a powerful dragon knight to investigate. I also think it might not be them."

"However, this is strange. Who is behind the tricks? To be able to command such a powerful magician and use such a large amount of explosives, it must not be an ordinary nobleman."

After a while of silence, the three of them looked at each other, and the white-bearded old man whispered, "Could it be an invading abyssal demon? Some kind of humanoid demon?"

The moment he finished speaking, the faces of the three of them became ugly.

There is no room for the gods to ease their hostility towards the abyss. All intelligent creatures within the designated range of the abyss demons will be killed.

Oh no, it's purification.

When all kinds of envoys descend, they will kill all animals and plants, and even burn every inch of land to ensure that no living things exist.

The oracle proclaimed by the priests shows that the abyssal demons can pollute all life, even insects, even invisible fungi, as long as the number accumulates, demon dogs and even more powerful hydras will be born.

The most dangerous pollutant here is human beings, so as long as they appear in the polluted area without being protected by the gods, no matter who they are, they will be killed.

Therefore, if this incident is confirmed to be the infiltration of the abyss, their territory will be over. The death of the serf does not matter. The lord's relatives and vassals are the lord's power base. If they are all killed, the lord will be finished.

What's more, the gods will also purify the land. After the purification, the land will become a dead place that doesn't even grow grass, unless the purple corrupted land of the abyss covers it.

"It's not an abyssal demon, absolutely not."

"Yes, absolutely not."

"This time we have to be ruthless first, and all the untouchables must be killed, and we must not leave hidden dangers for ourselves."

"That's right, if we kill everyone first, we can't prove that we have been polluted."

The three confirmed each other's determination and attitude, so they relaxed and began to enjoy fine wine and meat.

……

What the lords didn't expect was that all the magicians under their command used various methods to hide it from others and gathered at the magician in the blue hat.

"Master Soyas, all of us have arrived, please tell me the specific situation."

"Well, this time the problem is big." Sawyers said, "Explosive is not any kind I know, it is completely unknown, and its power is unimaginable."

He stretched out his right hand, holding a handful of delicate white ash in his palm, showing it to everyone.

All the magicians stepped forward to observe cautiously, then nodded and left one by one.

It is the blasting powder residue left after the explosion. Generally speaking, it will be full of large and small compactions. The finer the powder, the better the quality of the blasting powder and the greater its power.

They know that some great magicians who are good at making explosives produce explosive residues that are as fine as finely sieved loess.

But the powder in front of him is like the highest grade white flour, not only extremely fine, but also white.

A chubby magician pressed his right hand on his chest, barely suppressing his heart that was about to pop out, and said anxiously: "This is terrible. I can't imagine the power of such an explosive."

Sawyas laughed, but the laughter was worse than crying. He said, "This magician is too powerful. I don't believe that such a magician is an idiot."

"I don't believe it either."

"Me too."

Sawyas restrained his smile, and then said: "If this magician is not an idiot, then he is here alone to train those pariahs, organize a strange army, and wait for the arrival of the lord's army. Why do you think he did this?"

Without waiting for others to answer, Sawyers himself said: "He is absolutely sure of winning this war, even if he trains some untouchables, even if he only trains those untouchables for less than 20 days."

"If he can guarantee to win, we will be in danger."

Another magician with flexible eyes said, "Hey, it's not just dangerous. Think about it, where can a great magician that no one knows suddenly appear from?"

The magicians suddenly exclaimed: "Abyss, devil!"

The magician with quick eyes nodded and said, "That's right, if we participate in this war, how will they deal with us according to what the magic sticks do?"

All the magicians gasped. Of course, it was a purification in the name of euphemism, but it was actually a massacre in which the magic stick designated the target and the god made a large-scale extermination.

Immediately, someone shouted: "The power of the gods is too strong. When the gods want to kill, we are completely irresistible."

"So, we cannot participate in this war, and it is best not to enter the Chihe Valley."

"We're leaving now."

"No, we need to wait until it is late at night and the lords are all asleep before we go."

Sawyas stood up, stopped the panic of the crowd, and then shook his head and said, "No, this way, the lord and the others will not enter the valley, but turn around and chase us first."

"So, we still have to follow the large army into the valley, but everyone must be prepared to flee. When the army of the lords meets the enemy and the two sides are in a stalemate, it is the best time for us to flee."

"Okay, Master Sawyers' solution is the best."

"Remember, no matter how good the relationship is, no one can say too much to the lords. Now we are no longer absolutely safe in front of the lords."

"Don't worry, although my lord is my own brother, I won't say a word to him."

When the abyssal demons showed how to kill magicians and clergymen, the gods standing behind them and the clergy of the church were not affected in any way, but the unorganized and undisciplined magicians fell into bad luck.

Most of the magicians are technical geeks, not good at interpersonal communication, and most of them are devoted to studying magic.

The relationship between them and the lord is actually not harmonious.

It is only because the magician is quite useful and powerless to resist that the lords have to hold their noses and tolerate it, and treat the magician as a guest of honor.

Now the magician has become useful, but after being able to be killed, it will naturally seriously affect the status of the magician.

Because if you want to fight against the magician, you can no longer use sneak attacks, poisoning, etc. to get on the table.

As long as they are determined to pay a certain price, the army will be able to kill the magician head-on, and the attitude of the lords towards the magician will become much tougher.

Moreover, some lords and magicians really had a conflict, and they killed the magicians who offended them, and used this to deter other magicians.

Magicians who have no helpers other than the students are very vulnerable to the frontal threat of the lord, unable to cope with it, and have to lower their noble heads for their own wealth and life.

After the magician bowed his head, the lords would naturally not go too far, because the magician also has the ability to make them die inexplicably.

As a result, the relationship between the two parties has been maintained in this way, even closer than before.

But the intimacy on the surface can't eliminate the inner rift. At the critical moment of danger, the alienation between the two parties is very obvious.

After the sharper magicians sensed the danger, they immediately made up their minds to take the opportunity to abandon the lord's army and prioritize protecting their own lives.

In this way, the shady magicians followed the lord's army, dug through the obstacles on the road step by step, and entered the Chihe Valley.

Just after walking out of the rugged mountain road, I saw a scary army.

The front row of the lord's coalition army in the Red River Valley is full of elite knights and knight attendants. Everyone is wearing armor and helmets, shining in the sun.

Moreover, not only does every lord of this army have military and family flags, every knight with a name and surname also has a corresponding flag, and every troop also has a flag. The dense flags flutter in the slight wind, which is called It can be said that the military prestige is at its peak.

But compared to the lord's army with people screaming and banners flying, Younv Tiewan led [-] red-clothed troops, which looked very simple.

They simply set up a pure red flag, neatly divided into 65 three-row formations, each with 94 people.

Six thousand and 110 people stood on the cleared ground, quietly waiting for the lord's army to enter the valley, and no one made any sound.

Among them, Younv Tetsumaru was wearing the same red military uniform as everyone else, and stood in front of everyone. He didn't hold any weapons or flags.

But everyone's eyes were on him and they couldn't move away.

Seeing the leader leading everyone standing in front of them, facing the enemy with their backs turned, the ex-serfs who had barely adapted to being soldiers felt their flustered hearts gradually settle down.

In addition to the figure of the leader, the factor that stabilized the mood of the soldiers of the red army was the confusion of the enemy.

When they first entered the valley, the hustle and bustle of the lord's army made the soldiers uneasy. This was the army that had suppressed their ancestors for countless generations, and their fear was ingrained in their bones.

At this time, the soldiers in the red army were really gritting their teeth.

The thick armor, the huge two-handed sword, the six-meter-long spear, and the tall horses all over the body are the strengths that the soldiers can intuitively understand.

However, the small iron rods in their own hands cannot directly give the soldiers a strong sense of strength, and they all rely on their trust in the leader.

Who knows that with the passage of time, nothing happened on the side of the red army, but the army on the lord's side has changed.

These knights, attendants, and spearmen standing at the forefront are all professional soldiers who have served in the army for generations. They know that discipline is combat effectiveness, and formation is defense.

Seeing the neat rows of red-clothed soldiers, these professional soldiers were frightened and flinched.

No, in fact, you can't be so demanding. These soldiers are also ready to die, if the enemy in front of them is the devil dog of the abyss.

What an honor it is to die bravely in battle against the demon army in the abyss hell. The rewards of the lord and the gods can make him famous, and the family can also get rich rewards.

But dying at the hands of a group of untouchables who are not in any records at all is another matter. No one will understand how powerful these serf soldiers are, and they will only think that the professional soldier who died in battle is an idiot.

At that time, even the lord who knows the situation will deliberately avoid suspicion and avoid being called blind. What he can only get is ridicule and sarcasm, and the family will not get any rewards.

If you lose yourself as a pillar without enough compensation, your family will definitely decline, and your children may be reduced to the untouchable class.

In this case, everyone will be afraid of death, which is understandable.

(End of this chapter)