I am a god in another world

"Who wins or loses, what does it have to do with us? Thirty years ago, when the Tiger Gang controlled this place, we were poor.

The Blade Brotherhood has controlled this place for thirty years, and our lives have not changed at all. I believe that it will not be much better if the Leathermen take over.

I heard that the mysterious and cruel witches are the ones who really control the Leathermen Kingdom. The reason why the Leathermen Kingdom is so barbaric is that they worship the so-called totem spirits and try to keep the entire land as it is. They do not allow the Leathermen to build their own cities, pave their own roads, or even wear too many clothes, just to be closer to nature.

It is said that countless old and weak Leathermen freeze to death every year, but they call it natural selection.

Don't you live this primitive and barbaric life?"

"I agree with the first half of what you said, but the rhetoric about the Leathermen Kingdom is pure rumor. Although the Leathermen witches are strict, they are not as cruel as you say. The Leathermen voluntarily follow them and voluntarily abide by that way of life, just like the residents of the Giant Valley are willing to follow the druids to choose Just like choosing to blend into nature.

For so many years, they have been committed to resisting the invasion of Sel, but have never invaded neighboring countries. Many Leathermen come to the Giant Valley to spend the winter, and they also maintain self-sufficient grazing and have never plundered from the locals.

It didn't happen before, and I believe it won't happen in the future. The relatively peaceful life in the Giant Valley is also thanks to them.

If they wanted to seize control of the city of Usmer, they would have gone to war with the Sword Brotherhood long ago, and would not wait until now.

Now they are doing this mainly for the food at the dock. I believe that these foods are vital to the Kingdom of Leatherman.

The actions of the Sword Brotherhood have hit their soft spot again, forcing them to take action.

I'm afraid they are not so interested in the control of the city of Usmer. "

"I hope so. It's useless to think more. This matter is not something we can participate in. No matter who wins the final victory, we can only passively accept it. "

The ordinary people in the city of Usmer have an extremely keen sense of smell. Before the conflict between the two sides officially broke out, they all went back to their homes, especially those whose homes are located on the main roads, and they observed the situation through the gaps.

Although the Sword Brotherhood has the home advantage here, except for those who have direct relations with them, the hearts of others are not on their side. Their past style of doing things is too greedy and harsh.

But they are full of endless worries about the Leathermans. Even for the neighbor of Jugu, the Leatherman Kingdom is a relatively closed and mysterious place, and the reputation is not particularly good, especially their lifestyle, which is extremely harsh and difficult to adapt to for most intelligent life.

The Sword Brotherhood has rich experience in street fighting and did not try to block the Leathermans along the street. Doing so would only disperse their own manpower and give the other side a chance to defeat them one by one.

After learning that the Leathermans were out in full force, they decisively gathered their manpower back and concentrated them all at the port terminal.

This is the best and most open place in the entire Usmer City, and it is also the home of the Sword Brotherhood.

As long as you hold this place firmly in your hands, it is equivalent to holding the life of the entire city in your hands, so that the people here will listen to you.

"Chief Patlem, when you were in the most difficult and helpless time, we selflessly accepted you and let you have a place to stay here. You repay our kindness in this way?" A middle-aged man stood at the entrance of the dock and shouted loudly.

This man was very strong and wore a set of armor that was very different from the style of Faerun. It was made of animal skins, armor plates, and nails and rivets. It was layered and layered. You could feel its powerful protection and flexibility, as well as its extraordinary charm. It exuded obscure and powerful magic fluctuations.

This kind of armor is not a product of Faerun, but a specialty of the Far East Empire. It is called Mingguang Armor, also known as Far East Mingguang Armor.

It is praised as the best armor, even better than dwarf plate armor, because they have the defense comparable to heavy armor, but the restriction on the human body is only equivalent to medium armor. Some specially made general Mingguang armor is even equivalent to light armor. Coupled with the unique mysterious magic array of the Far East Empire, they are very different from the native armor of Faerun in many places.

This kind of armor, which is rarely seen on the west coast of the Falling Star Sea, is not uncommon in Usmer City. The dozen or so tall and strong elites behind the middle-aged man are also wearing the same style of armor, but the magic aura flashing on them is far less powerful than that on him.

This is naturally the credit of Cesk's Golden Road. This is the only road connected to the Far Eastern Empire. The two sides conduct trade through here. As a neighbor, Usmer City naturally benefits from it.

Seeing these Far Eastern bright light armor warriors, Gavin, who was guarded by the Leathermen, raised his eyebrows. He was not surprised but happy. He was originally afraid that this city gang was too weak and would be timid before the battle. It would not help him test the combat effectiveness of these Leathermen, nor would it be convenient for him to carry out his next plan.

Unexpectedly, they actually support a group of heavy armored warriors. In the street fighting, this is definitely a real killer.

Not to mention sticks, even ordinary swords, it is not an easy task to break their defense.

The previous move of the Leathermen to abandon their weapons and replace them with sticks now seems a bit too reckless.

The Sword Brotherhood was obviously also very afraid of the famous unity of the Leathermen. They were afraid that killing a large number of them would provoke the revenge of the entire Leathermen Kingdom, so they also changed their weapons to blunt weapons such as sticks.

On the other hand, the Leathermen did not show a trace of fear. On the contrary, they were full of contempt for the soldiers wearing Far Eastern Mingguang armor, as if silently mocking them, regarding them as cowards, a group of cowards who only dared to hide behind armor. When they broke their armor, they would scream and flee like naked women.

"Favor?" Chief Patlem said with disdain on his face. "We live in tents we brought with us, drink milk from our own cattle and sheep, eat food collected by our tribesmen, and never accept any supplies from you. What favor can you say about us?

If we talk about favor, our fearless fought bloody battles in Lake Asen, blocking countless brutal Tukans and their monster slaves, so that they could not continue to move westward and harass the entire Giant Valley.

Is this a favor?

But look at what you are doing?

You take these for granted. Not only did you not think of helping us fight against those invaders, but you tried to use the little pathetic power in your hands to blackmail the kind people who supported the front line. Is there anything more shameless than this?"

Of course, this Leatherman Berserker was not so eloquent. He was just acting as a mouthpiece, conveying the words of the Leatherman witch beside him.

The three leaders of the Sword Brotherhood were obviously stunned. They seemed to have not expected that a guy who looked extremely rough could argue and refute. Then they sneered and responded: "This is not extortion, this is the rules. If a city has no rules, it would have been in chaos long ago. How can it grow and develop? If it weren't for our coordination and protection, Usmer City would have been ravaged countless times by monsters in the wilderness and pirates in the Falling Star Sea, and there would be no peaceful life now.

It is legal for us to collect a little reward and use it for our own development and growth.

As for resisting the invasion of the Tukans, it is not because you have such a good heart, but you have to do it. If they break through Lake Asen, the first to perish will be you, the Leathermen.

Don't say it, as if you are doing this to protect the Giant Valley and the whole world."

"In the final analysis, it's still the law of the jungle." Leader Patlem vomited heavily. With spitting, he said rudely, "Stop talking nonsense. We will dock the ship to unload the cargo today. In order to avoid you saying that we are stealing your business, we will not accept any work of loading and unloading grain. We will still hand it over to the citizens of Usmail City. The original price remains unchanged. Is that okay? Commander Gavin."

Gavin understood and said, "Not only can the work of loading and unloading grain be handed over to the citizens of Usmail City, but we will also need a large number of vehicles and manpower to transport the grain to Lake Asen. If the citizens of Usmail City are willing to accept the employment, we can settle the bill in terms of money or grain.

In addition to replenishing a large amount of sea transportation supplies from here, our fleet will also carry a large amount of local goods back to the voyage. If there are businessmen who intend to go to the Kingdom of Cormier, we will also undertake the corresponding business. The safety will be absolutely guaranteed. Along the way, we did not lose a warship or a crew member."

This is a great opportunity to win people's hearts. How could Gavin, who is well versed in this, let it go?

He chose this small city in the Great Valley as the unloading site instead of Tevram in Cesk, because he was preparing to find a new base for himself in the East Region of Despair.

Compared with the direct use of powerful force to deter and seize, it is more effective to use economic means to assimilate and tie interests to erode, gain greater recognition, and let them nominate themselves as their leaders or city lords.

This is the experience accumulated in the valley, and it is also applicable to the Great Valley with various situations that are extremely similar to it.

As soon as Gavin said this, it immediately caused a lot of commotion among the citizens of Usmer who were watching the excitement, because in this way, the relationship between this matter and them was directly upgraded, and it was related to all classes.

For those at the bottom of the society on the edge of poverty, jobs that can directly obtain food are very precious. They are the biggest victims of soaring prices, and many people are actively preparing supplies for the coming winter.

For those businessmen with small assets, following the other party's fleet to the Kingdom of Cormier is an excellent choice.

Although the nomadic army is still 500 kilometers away, everyone with a discerning eye knows that Lake Asen is the last line of defense in front of them. Once this line of defense is broken, with the nomadic army's super mobility, it will only take three to five days to appear under the city of Usmer.

There is no need for the enemy to come out in full force. Only three to five thousand vanguards are needed to capture the city of Usmer with one charge.

Although going to the Kingdom of Inbutu is a retreat, it is still not safe. The nomadic army can still attack this place along the long coastline of the Eastern Bay.

How can the Kingdom of Cormier, which is separated by the entire Falling Star Sea, be safer?

"I know that you outsiders have ulterior motives." Ferikan, the third leader of the Sword Brotherhood, gritted his teeth and said.

The other party's policy is extremely vicious and will directly shake the foundation of their Sword Brotherhood in Usmer City. Everyone will run to work for the other party. Who will care about their Sword Brotherhood?

They have been tough from the beginning and blocked the entire port, not allowing the other party to dock and unload goods. This is the most correct choice.

"I'll give you the last chance. Get out of the way and open the port." Fang leader Patram issued an ultimatum.

"Impossible, unless you step on our corpses." Ferikaan raised his head unwilling to be outdone.

"Attack!" Patram didn't waste any words. He waved his hand and led his Fang team to rush towards Ferikaan.

"Tear them apart!" All the Fang teams roared and followed closely.

These Leathermen looked very rough, but when they started to charge, everyone found that they were proficient in tactical use.

They did not rush towards the Sword Brotherhood along the street, but rushed forward in groups of three or five Fang Teams. Although they did not hold defensive weapons, they made full use of the buildings on the street as cover.

This was done to avoid being covered by group attack spells such as fireball or rain of arrows.

However, neither the Sword Brotherhood nor the Fang Team of the Leathermen had launched large-scale magic attacks such as fireball.

It was not that they did not have any, but they were afraid that the situation would become uncontrollable. They did not want to offend the forces behind the other party, nor did they want to set the city's buildings on fire.

If the latter situation occurred, there would be no winner in this battle, and the citizens of Usmer would hate them to death.

For this reason, Gavin also made backup preparations. The drizzle that began to fall when the Leathermen entered Usmer was not a normal weather change, but the manipulation of the weather by the extraordinary druids. The difficulty of catching fire in buildings soaked by rain would increase significantly.

At the same time, the war was extremely unfavorable to the Sword Brotherhood. Like Ferrican, the magic equipment that was bounced off by the invisible magic shield when the rain was half a meter away from him was a minority. Most of the Sword Brotherhood wore ordinary cotton armor. After absorbing enough water, their weight would increase by several kilograms to more than ten kilograms.

The Leathermen who were not wearing armor or just wearing simple animal skin armor were affected very little.

"Kill!"

The running speed of these Leathermen was quite amazing, and they were not affected by the muddy road at all.

The metaphor of tigers coming down the mountain was very appropriate for them.

Although they did not have the huge physique of tigers, their momentum was not inferior to that of fierce tigers. There was irresistible ferocity and perseverance in their eyes. The wooden sticks and long sticks in their hands were humming as they danced. They took a completely open and closed path and focused only on attacking.

Many gang brothers of the Sword Brotherhood were shocked and did not follow the large army in the first time.

"Stop them." Ferrican was also unwilling to be outdone, leading his gang elites to rush towards the Fangs, and also ignored his own defense, attacking with attack.

They were not as fearless as the Leathermen, but they were confident in the defensive capabilities of their armor.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This is the sound of a solid wooden stick hitting the flesh directly.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

This is the sound of a solid wooden stick hitting metal armor.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

This is the sound of a solid wooden stick hitting a wet cotton armor.

Ao! Ao! Ao!

The Leathermen who were hit by the solid wooden sticks did not howl in pain, but howled excitedly like a beast. The red skin of the plateau began to swell with blood, and veins like earthworms protruded under the muscles, making their already strong and sturdy bodies even stronger.

Berserkers are not just a traditional profession of the Leathermen, but are directly embedded in their souls and bloodlines. Even ordinary people who have not yet started the Berserker profession will enter a state similar to berserker after being stimulated, and both strength and physique will be slightly improved (both +1).

The most amazing changes are those Berserkers with totem tattoos on their bodies.

Under the infusion of surging blood, the flashing magic light on the totem tattoos is extremely dazzling. One by one, they seem to come alive, crouching in their bodies in the form of phantoms.

This makes the figures of those Leathermen Berserkers instantly become several circles larger, which is very visually impactful. Some of the timid ones were shocked on the spot, and they couldn't help but scream and turned around and ran away.

These totem phantoms are not just bluffing tools, but have real magical effects. At least they can provide these Leathermen with blessings in terms of internal attributes, but the bias is different.

Those with totem phantoms such as tigers and giant bears have become more powerful and their bodies have become stronger and more majestic.

Those with totem phantoms such as elk and eagle have become significantly more agile.

The berserkers of Leatherman and the barbarians of Uthgar, one in the east and one in the west, are both known as the best barbarians in Faerun.

Although the two are thousands of kilometers apart, whether in terms of beliefs, appearance, worship or customs, they are very different, but they have the same goal in the pursuit of wild power.

They are not simply pursuing their own power, but are all borrowing the power of totem spirits to strengthen themselves.

This allows them to have a level of totem enhancement before activating the rage ability. This enhancement is only half of the rage (strength and constitution +2 or agility +2), but they will not lose their sanity, nor will they become weak.