Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

It was dawn, and a vast team slowly walked on the rugged mountain road of Jackdaw Ridge.

The narrow road that can only accommodate two or three horses in parallel forced dozens of people dressed in knights at the front of the team to lead their horses to walk.

From the flags raised by the entourage behind them and the family emblem on the saddle of the cloak, the team was under the command of Earl of Fagen from Grizzlies.

The horses equipped by these knights are long-maned horses specialized in the Saint Valen capital. They have extremely explosive running power and are much larger than ordinary horses. It is quite difficult to walk on the steep mountain path.

Earl of Fagan's knights looked extraordinary, with brand new and shiny armor paired with exquisite family patterns embroidered on the cloak behind, and a dark red gold silk belt tied around her waist.

There are a total of 200 such elite knights under the command of the Grizzly Earl. This is also an Earl family with fiefs. It has accumulated several generations of elite armed forces to be trained. After all, even the Royal Knights of St. Valen have only Five hundred highly trained elite knights.

Leading is the Baron of Steve, the nephew of Count Feigen, who is also a member of the Knights of Grizzlies.

The Baron, who had no grace at this moment, was roaring loudly at the sparse team behind him, urging them to speed up their pace.

In order to strengthen the momentum of this tax troupe, they also brought in more than 200 mercenaries and militia to make up the numbers and allocated cheap leather armor and various inferior weapons to them. This group of people had no discipline and was sparse. Walking on the mountain road, chatting loudly and making noise, scattering and lengthening the entire team, causing the knights and entourages in the front to stop from time to time and wait for the team behind to follow.

"Hisser Baron," the slightly fat tax collector gasped slightly, trying to pull the horse's reins and approach Steve, "According to the people of the town chamber of commerce, after crossing the Jackdaw Ridge, and going to the wasteland, he went to the wasteland after climbing over the Jackdaw Ridge and going to the You can reach the territory of the Mage Harvey for about a day."

He scratched his head and asked in an inquiring tone: "Are we resting at the foot of the North Slope Mountain overnight and waiting for the next morning to enter the territory to meet the lord, or..."

Steve sneered, "Lord? He doesn't even have the title of nobleman, he is just a junior mage, and the undead mage that the union doesn't like."

He waved his hand gently, signaling the knights and entourages who were following behind him to stop and rest for a while, waiting for the follow-up troops to follow, and he walked forward with the tax collector for a while, away from the crowd behind him.

"You don't think that we were mobilizing our troops to run to this wasteland where birds do not shit. It was really to collect the pioneering tax of more than a thousand gold pounds, right?" Steve said in a light tone.

The tax collector is also an old fry over fifty years old and quickly whispered: "So did the Count believe that rumor? In the pioneer territory of the northern wasteland, gold mines were suspected to have been discovered..."

This rumor was actually half a year ago, and I had no idea why it was secretly spread in Grizzly Castle. Many little nobles without fiefdoms were discussing it privately. The man who had a hot mind crossed the border mountains and went to the north The young mage who opened the fiefdom in the wasteland was accidentally discovered a gold mine on the wasteland.

He seemed to have indeed gained huge benefits because of this. In the following six months, he spent various large chambers of commerce, transporting and purchasing various commodities and food supplies to the territory.

This made the Grizzly Earl unable to sit still. Especially after learning that the other party had also recruited a large number of wasteland refugees to enrich their territory, it was almost certain that the pioneering order he issued at will may have accidentally been confirmed. It brought immeasurable huge wealth to the other party.

"Recruiting refugees, buying and building territory..." Steve sneered, "It's fine if others don't know it, but can't you calculate this account? A junior mage with no background, in just over half a year , where did you get such a huge amount of money? ”

The tax collector nodded, "That's true, but all his commodity purchases are directly handed over to the Longshi Chamber of Commerce for handling. That is Orland's leading chamber of commerce. It's too strict and we can't find any news at all. .”

"It doesn't matter. The chamber of commerce is also driven by interests. You can go wherever you have money." Steve said carelessly, "When we go and take over his territory, we can naturally understand that he quickly becomes rich in a short period of time. It's a secret."

"Taking over the territory? Your Count is planning..." The tax collector was stunned. Although he didn't say it directly, it was self-evident. "Will the Federation sit idly? We dare not offend them easily."

"The Pioneering Leader was invaded by the evil orcs. The lord, as the spellcaster, was outnumbered and unfortunately died with the leaders. What does it have to do with us? We received the rescue information and went to rescue the rescue team that was one step late!"

Steve shrugged from the baron, with a hint of viciousness in his words.

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The sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky, and Steve and his group saw from a distance that the winding upward mountain road seemed to appear as the outline of a small camp fortress, which was not very conspicuous under the cover of dense woods.

"Hisser Baron! There are wooden thorn barricades and guard posts in front of us, and we also saw the territory boundary marker." A knight entourage responsible for leading the way in front rushed back to report, "Soldiers are stationed behind the barricades and on the sentry towers, and they hold that We have weapons, and we don't seem to be welcome."

"It seems that they have received the news in advance. They have their own spies in Grizzly Castle and Jackdaw Town." Stewie smiled, "There is no need to draw swords immediately. Let me go up and negotiate with them first. The others can wait for my order and wait for the opportunity to act."

This time, Earl Fagan waved his hand and asked him to bring 30 elite knights to take over the other party's territory. Among them, there are several mid-level knights who come from knight families and have awakened their blood power. The force of any one of them is enough to defeat more than ten ordinary mercenaries and militiamen.

Everyone got on the horse and slowly came to the small camp roadblock that blocked the mountain road. Before they opened their mouths to challenge, they saw several militiamen wearing only black cotton uniforms walking out of the camp.

The knights on horseback saw that the other party did not even have the most rudimentary leather armor, and was carrying a strange long-handled weapon on his back. There was no tip of the gun, just like a fire stick, and they all showed extremely disdainful expressions.

"This is the territory of Lord Harvey. May I ask what you are doing here? We have not received any news of visitors entering the territory in advance."

The leading militiaman is a short-haired young man who looks less than 20 years old. He has a clear voice and a smile on his face. He looks quite polite and likable.

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Stevi sat upright on the horse, holding the reins with one hand and slightly raising his chin, and replied arrogantly: "We are the tax collection team under the order of Lord Grizzli Castle, Lord Earl Fagan, to Mr. Harvey's pioneering territory to collect territory taxes. Please let us go immediately and don't delay our journey."

On the surface, there are less than 30 militiamen stationed in this camp who don't even have complete armor and weapons. Although it is not a very troublesome thing to take action directly, he doesn't want to waste too much time in this mountain camp, which will prevent him from reaching the pioneering territory before nightfall.

It is the best choice to use the identity of the earl to force the other party to let us go directly.

The leading militiaman still had a pleasing smile on his face. He asked the squire beside him for the tax order personally issued by the earl, and carefully confirmed the seal and notes on it.

This young militiaman can actually read? Stewie frowned slightly and looked at the tax collector, both of them felt a little incredible.

After reading the document, the other party carefully folded it again, handed it back to the squire with both hands, and then raised his head and smiled at Stewie: "Lord Harvey has learned about the earl's tax order, but because of the long distance between the two places, he has not had time to send the tax to Grizzly Castle."

He turned around and waved with a smile, and two black-clad militiamen came up with a small wooden box and placed it on the ground in front of the knight's horse.

"This is the tax that the lord has prepared long ago. Please count it in front of you, and we can deliver it directly."