Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

"This is the tax that the lord has prepared long ago. Please check it out in person and we can just hand it over."

The young militia led politely bowed to the Stevehe tax collector, leaving behind a small box full of gold pounds on the ground and preparing to turn around and return to the camp.

The tax collector was so nervous that he couldn't help coughing after being caught by this sudden scene, and looked at Steve with a little panic.

"Hisser Baron, what should I do...this?" the messenger approached Steve's horse and asked in a hurry.

I originally thought that the other party would not accept this unreasonable tax order at all, and was planning to use this as the main excuse for attack. Who knew that before entering the Pioneer Leadership, he prepared taxes early and waited on the border. Got on.

Steve also blushed slightly, gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, and immediately shouted loudly to the militia who was returning to the camp.

"Stop!" He also turned around and looked around the cavalry team behind him, nodding slightly to signal to the others.

The knights immediately pulled out their sharp sword from their waists with a clang.

The young militia who had returned to the camp barricade turned around and looked at the knights sitting on the horse's back and pulled out their swords, "Sir, the taxes have been paid in full. What are you doing? ”

Steve didn't care about the extra noble demeanor at this moment, and shouted loudly: "I want to meet Lord Harvey, you can let it go immediately, otherwise..."

The young militia immediately turned cold and responded lightly: "The Count only has the right to collect taxes and has no jurisdiction. Don't you know the laws of the Principality?"

Steve grinned and completely broke up, "Hmph, the Earl Earl has received a secret report. The undead mage Harvey is secretly conducting bloody magic experiments in the pioneering world to harm innocent civilians. We are ordered to come and clear you!"

He waved forward with one hand holding the sword, and all the knights immediately dismounted on the spot, approaching the camp gate with their sharp swords.

The narrow mountain road is not conducive to the knights' charge, so they can only choose to dismount and fight in the field. However, facing the dozens of untouchable militias who are not even equipped with armor and sharp blades, it may only take half an hour to solve them all.

The militia who had negotiated with them changed their faces sharply and immediately rushed into the camp, leaning down and hiding behind the roadblocks made of sandbags.

"It was indeed a group of mobs, who didn't even have the courage to resist, so they hurried behind the sandbag and waited to die."

A Steve's close-up knight burst into laughter, rushed to the front of the team with his horse, leaped up suddenly with his long sword, and was about to cross the first roadblock to attack the militia hiding behind him.

After a sandbag about four or five steps away from him, a black militia suddenly stood up and pointed the strange fire stick behind him.

Baron Steve and others who were behind saw a white light flashing suddenly on the stick. As the white light flashed, his close-up knight who rushed in front suddenly shook his body and was stunned. He fell on the sandbag and stopped moving again.

...

"Smart" Tomi hid behind the sandbag cover, raised his gun and aimed at the tall and armed knights who were only a few dozen steps away from him, slowly breathed out, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Another knight who rushed in the front, a thumb-sized hole suddenly appeared in the center of the armor on his chest. In an instant, blood surged out. The knight rushed forward a few more steps with inertia before falling to the ground and disappeared. sound.

Tommy turned his head and ordered to the other soldiers: "Wait until they get closer and then shoot, so that the hit rate is higher and less bullets are wasted, so Captain Vaughan will not hurt again."

Although he said this, Tomi's palm was sweating all over his hands. This is different from the evil orcs he faced at the outpost of the river valley. This time they were facing their own human race. But the first time he killed someone with his own hands.

No! He gritted his teeth and spat hard on the ground, feeling a little angry at his sudden softness.

When did the nobles regard lowly refugees as similar? When they fled thousands of miles away, they crossed the Shenji Mountains with difficulty and came to the southern border, seeking the protection and retention of local nobles.

But what awaits them is the patrol troops stationed on the border mercilessly drive away and massacre.

The nobles were afraid that they would bring plagues and diseases to their territory, and they did not want to waste a piece of food to help them.

Tommy thought to himself that their trip was to plunder Lord Harvey's territory, to rob the wealth and food accumulated by the hard work of the people in all territories, and to return to the tragic situation of being displaced in the morning and evening.

His two-story single-family building, delicious fried chicken in the convenience market, brand new and straight military uniforms for winter and summer, generous military pay of up to 120 yuan a month, and... and the one next door every time he sees him , Diane, a young girl with admiration expression on her face...

All these beautiful people and things that already belong to him will disappear...

This is something that no pioneer soldier can accept!

Tommy secretly wiped the sweat from his palms on the corner of his clothes. At this moment, only Lord Harvey gave himself the order.

Any enemy who dares to take the initiative to invade the territory must fight back and eliminate without hesitation!

"All soldiers, shoot freely!"

Another tall knight stood out from the crowd and rushed towards the nearest territory soldiers. Tommy raised his gun and aimed decisively. Before he could pull the trigger, a puff of blood mist suddenly burst out from the knight's neck, and then he fell to the ground and began to twitch.

It was the soldier on the sentry tower who fired before him.

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No mistake!

Stevie, who was surrounded by the knights in the middle of the crowd and forced to charge in foot battle, didn't understand what was going on at all.

Why did those stupid and lowly militiamen just gently lift that strange fire stick, and the elite knights under his command, who were heavily armored and fully armed, fell to the ground like fragile reeds and stopped moving.

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately shouted to warn his knights, "Be careful! That damn stick is loaded with a crossbow! Be careful to dodge!"

A knight who was in the front subconsciously rolled and dodged as soon as he heard Stewie's warning.

But the invisible crossbow still brushed past his waist, and tore open the armor on his waist, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood protected inside. Blood gushed out from the gap in the armor. The knight subconsciously wanted to reach out to cover the wound, but found that the torn wound was wider than his palm...

Another invisible crossbow shot towards the charging knights, hitting a knight standing in front of Stewie, smashing his shoulder wearing iron armor, and blood mixed with broken flesh sprayed all over Baron Stewie's head and face.

Fear instantly gripped Stewie's heart like a claw, and the invisible crossbow arrows were like the sickle swung casually by the god of death, quickly harvesting the lives of his elite knights.

This invisible and intangible means of terror obviously shocked all the knights, including Stewie, and some began to try to retreat, even though they were only a few dozen steps away from attacking the sentry post.

Behind the sandbag roadblock less than one meter high at the gate of the sentry camp, every black-clad militia holding a fire stick was as scary as a monster in the eyes of everyone.

Stewie had already lost all his fighting spirit at this moment, and shouted loudly to greet a group of knights, who surrounded him and began to slowly retreat.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic noise from the back, which made his heart sink instantly.

The mercenaries and militiamen who were sparsely left behind the knights' team just caught up at this time, blocking dozens of knights and their tall war horses who were about to retreat on the narrow mountain road.

They were forced to become living targets in the eyes of the black-clad militiamen at the mountain outpost in front of them!