Chapter 96 The Anger of the High Priest
"Brother Cong, did you have a good talk with the planner?"
Bai Xiaosheng asked in a low voice. He could see that Xu Ercong was in a good mood. He must have gained a lot from the conversation with the planner.
“There are indeed some gains.”
Xu Ercong nodded: "At least, I can confirm two points now. The technical strength of Death God Scourge is far beyond our imagination. In addition, the next game content may involve relevant changes to NPCs."
"oh?"
Long Aotian and Bai Xiaosheng pricked up their ears: "Brother Cong, what exactly is the change? Tell me about it."
Now the profits that the Death Scourge brings to the three major clubs are not small. Not to mention the players' traffic and the sales of offline derivative fan products, the advertising profits and partner fees brought by the Northern players' main city alone are very considerable.
Therefore, when it comes to the inside information about the upcoming game content of Death Scourge, Long Aotian, Bai Xiaosheng and Xu Ercong are just as concerned.
"Don't look at me, I'm just making a random guess."
Xu Ercong said helplessly: "Actually, I don't know the specific content of the game. Planner Xu didn't tell me."
Long Aotian was anxious: "What a dog... Never mind, I won't scold you anymore."
He thought about it and realized that the planner was still in the Hall of Death. If he heard it and the Aotian Club was hated by the planner, then he, Long Aotian, would have no chance of staying in this game.
"Let's go back first and discuss it slowly."
Xu Ercong walked out first, followed by Bai Xiaosheng: "Hey, Brother Cong, you said that the game character planned by the planner is the big boss of the god of death, then the god of death NPC who came to see us last time, was it planner Xu himself?"
"I don't know either, but it should be possible. I think Planner Xu likes the game character Death very much."
"Brother Cong, then we are sure to win, right? The game planner is the boss of our camp, the NPC camp has nothing to do with us."
"Haha, that analysis makes sense."
Long Aotian quietly turned around and glanced at the pitch-black Hall of Death behind him. He always felt it was a bit eerie and scary.
Would Planner Xu be hiding behind the door, secretly watching me, and holding a grudge against me for the bad things I said about him just now?
When Long Aotian thought of this, he couldn't help but shudder, turned around and ran away, shouting: "Two brothers, Qiudou Sack! Wait for me, your little brother!"
The team battle had just ended, and there were still many accumulated things waiting for the three major clubs to deal with. Moreover, Xu Ercong felt that after discussing with the planner, he had many ideas and plans in his mind that needed to be implemented.
Compared to the rare tranquility after the group battle in the Northern City, in another distant place, a group of people were not in a good mood.
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"What the hell does this happen!"
Father William looked at the devastated garrison site in front of him, with corpses and blood everywhere. All the warriors and soldiers who stayed behind to guard the army's supplies were dead!
Not a single one left alive!
Whether they are clergy members, temple knights, or soldiers of the infantry regiment.
They were all lying in a pool of blood, and the most important thing was that the armor and weapons of many soldiers had been confiscated!
"Quick, put out the fire!"
Alex's lieutenants roared and led the soldiers and warriors to put out the fire and rescue the army's food.
Alex took a deep breath, his expression was very embarrassed: "We fell into a trap!"
"good."
Andrew nodded, expressionless: "This group of undead sent out bait to lure us to the plain battlefield to destroy them, and then their real main force secretly attacked our garrison."
Burning all the food and grass would certainly inflict heavy damage on the Lion Empire's army.
Without food and supplies, there is no way we can attack a place as far away as the northern border. The soldiers will need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate along the way.
As an old marshal, Alex knew deeply what food and fodder meant to the army.
If the soldiers are not well fed and watered, will they still help you fight? This is a huge joke.
"It must be you!"
Father William's eyes were red. He turned his head and stared at Andrew, growling, "It must be you! You have been deliberately dragging your feet from the beginning and refusing to contribute to the war! You must be in cahoots with those undead!"
"These lowly undead are just low-level creatures. How could they know how to use sneak attacks? You must have taught them to do this!"
Father William glared at Andrew.
Alex shook his head and sighed.
Look at what these undead ghosts have done. Father William was so angry that he was confused.
Andrew frowned and said calmly, "Father, you have been blinded by anger. If I had teamed up with the undead, I could have turned against them on the battlefield just now, and the empire's army would have collapsed instantly."
Alex nodded in agreement: "Yes, Sir Andrew is definitely not an enemy. Father William should not misunderstand him."
Andrew has a special identity. He is the dean of the branch of the Thorn Flower Magic Academy and has a very high status. There is no need for him to turn against his friends and get involved with a group of undead who are hated by everyone.
Moreover, Andrew's relatives are still in the City of Thorns. If he rebels, doesn't he worry that his relatives will become hostages?
In any case, Andrew had no reason to collude with the enemy, and Alex never suspected him.
On the contrary, Father William has always been hostile to the people in the Magic Academy, so he immediately directed his spearhead at Andrew.
"snort."
Father William came to his senses and knew that his attitude was wrong, but he didn't want to apologize or explain.
As soon as he saw the bodies of the temple members lying on the ground, his eyes couldn't help but turn red and tears rolled down.
"My poor children, I will definitely avenge you!"
"These damned undead souls will definitely be punished by God!"
Father William knelt beside a pool of blood, his faces tightly closed and his hands clasped together, muttering prayers that the souls of the dead could enter the great Kingdom of Light.
Andrew glanced at Father William, then turned to Alex and asked, " Marshal , what should we do now? Should we withdraw our troops and return to Thorn Flower City?"
"this……"
Alex groaned in silence: "Today's battle is a bit strange. Obviously, there is a smart Undead Summoner behind this group of undead. Otherwise, it would be impossible to carry out a surprise attack with just the undead."
"Our biggest enemy is not the undead, but the undead summoners. From today's battle, I can guess that among the undead summoners in the North, there are definitely people who are good at war, and their war talents are not inferior to mine."
Alex said with a serious expression, "We underestimated the enemy from the beginning. This may be due to insufficient intelligence, but no matter what, we must pay attention to these guys in the north now."
"I see."
Andrew nodded in understanding. Although Marshal Alex did not say it explicitly, his tone revealed his intention to withdraw his troops back to the city.
"Now most of the Imperial Army's food has been destroyed. Even if we salvage some of it, it won't be enough for us to carry out the expedition."
Andrew continued with Alex's words, "The enemy's strength is indeed beyond our expectations. It is a good decision to return to Thorn Flower City for a while to rest."
"Um."
Alex nodded, then said, "But I do have some new food supplies."
"And food?"
Andrew was stunned and looked at Alex in confusion: "Aren't all our food here?"
Alex was cautious by nature and knew the importance of food and fodder to the army, so he had the habit of bringing food and fodder supplies with the main army to ensure their safety.
The players lured Alex away from the mountain today, mainly because Father William repeatedly said that the undead in the north were too weak, causing Alex to underestimate the enemy.
Otherwise, if it was a war with the army of other empires, Alex would definitely take more defensive measures, and he would never let his food supplies be ambushed so easily.
"Yes."
Alex smiled and said, "I have another army that is transporting food and supplies. It is not here. This is my habit. Every time my army goes out to war, there will be two groups of troops transporting food and supplies."
"One will follow the main force, and the other will be transported to the front line separately."
"However, there is not much food and grass left. We can only provide an army of more than 100,000 people to march to the northern border. Judging from the strong strength shown by this group of undead today, an army of more than 100,000 people is far from enough."
Alex shook his head and sighed, "I think we need to gather an army of at least 500,000 men to be sure of taking back the North."
"Need not!"
Father William suddenly stood up, looked at Alex, and said gloomily, "We don't need so many people! Sir Alex, don't you want to know why these undead came to attack us?"
"This is because the Undead Summoners behind the Undead are afraid that we will attack the North. They don't have enough chances to face us, which shows that their strength is far less than what they show."
"I have enough reason to suspect that this group of undead only has the strength and means to fight one last time ! As long as we work harder, we can take back the North!"
Father William said firmly: "I suggest that we continue to send troops to the northern border!"
"this……"
Alex hesitated and remained silent.
"I know what you are worried about, Your Excellency Marshal. I am willing to be the vanguard!"
William continued to strike while the iron was hot: "Just give me 100,000 men! I am willing to lead these 100,000 men and the Knights of the Temple to attack the North and test the true strength of these undead for the Empire."
Alex's idea was very simple. It didn't matter if he lost the battle today. He could go back to the city to rest for a while, gather new troops, and fight again.
As long as the end result is the successful recapture of the North, then he has only the credit.
But if they listened to William now and did not rest but continued to attack the northern border, the morale of the soldiers would definitely be very low.
The army already had a reduced number of men, low morale, and insufficient food and fodder; if the Undead were indeed as powerful as they appeared, then this entire army would most likely die in the North.
Alex didn't dare to gamble.
But he was also very tempted by William's proposal . Having someone to test the North's background on his behalf was a situation that Alex was very happy to see.
He could take the army back to the city to rest, with William as the vanguard, and no matter success or failure, it would not affect the main force.
Moreover, it was William who volunteered to be the vanguard. Even if something happened, the Temple of Light could not blame him.
After thinking it over, Alex couldn't find any reason to refuse William, so he simply nodded and agreed.
"good!"
William smiled, and Andrew could see a hint of cruelty in his smile.
The high priest's eyes were filled with anger. He didn't want to do anything now. He just wanted to rush to the North to vent his anger!
William felt so frustrated in today's battle. He was led by the undead throughout the whole process.
How could a dignified high priest be fooled by a group of vile and evil undead creatures?
William's self-esteem could not accept this result, and he secretly swore in his heart that he must make the undead in the North pay a heavy price!
