Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

When the noble coalition from Grizzly Castle was still more than ten miles away from Jackdaw Town, Pierce, who was in charge of commanding the army to fight, had already received warnings from two high-level spellcasters.

When standing on a high slope outside the town, using the monocular telescope assigned to the officers to observe, with the super-long vision talent of the mixed race, he could clearly see the enemies appearing on the main road, with about 300 fully armed people. The regular knights, and a group of militia and mercenaries who looked like mobs, were estimated to be only nearly a thousand.

Pierce put down the telescope, raised his lips slightly with no trace, and sneered. He turned to the commander of the North Army Battalion Commander Vaughan, who had been unable to control himself, and ordered: "Send the order to let the soldiers enter a combat state and be ready to take the enemy at any time. ”

"Commander, the special operations team has sent a signal to take place, waiting for you to issue an order for a flanking raid..."

Pierce waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Let them not be anxious. Follow the agreed combat plan, wait for my order after the shelling begins."

According to Lord Harvey's expectations, this group of noble coalition troops who set out from Grizzly Castle should have camped halfway and rested overnight and entered the field of the first combat plan they had pre-set in advance. Who would have thought of this Earl of Fagen It was an impatient person who would rather mobilize troops to arrive at Jackdaw Town before nightfall today, as if he had not been delayed for a moment and came to die.

This forced Pierce to temporarily launch the second combat plan and set up the second defense line in advance outside the town to complete the frontal blockade of the enemy.

But this is nothing. He definitely prefers the latter to a piece of "fat meat" that they need to take the initiative to take action.

Nympho

This is the first time that the bobcat has seen a human knight from the southern border. To be honest, compared to the evil orc knights on the backs of camel bulls and wild boars on the wilderness, these tall horses wearing shiny armor. The guy is obviously much more pleasing to the eye.

The battalion commander said that each of these knights in the southern border was similar to the officers of the territory army. There were many entourages and vassals who followed behind them to fight and charge, which made the Bobcats and the others feel a little new, with less than two thousand people. There were actually three or four hundred knights and officers in the combat team, and the number of soldiers each of them commanded was too small, and they could not reflect any command ability.

"It seems that these knight officers are not worthy of any achievements and achievements... It is definitely not as good as killing an evil orc leader wearing a golden crown." The bobcat said in a simple comment.

Although he felt disdainful in his heart, when the group of elite knights of hundreds of people began to slowly form a neat array, the Bobcat still felt a little sweaty on his vest, just like he was sent to the river valley outpost for the first time It's the same with those evil orcs who look ferocious and ugly, but the difference is that this time I'm facing my own southern tribe.

This was the first time he had pointed his weapons at his fellow humans. He thought that after the shelling, these living people would be blown away by the terrifying magic shells, just like the targets they aimed at during live firing training. They would be broken into pieces by the terrifying magic shells after waiting for the shelling. The bobcat felt a little nervous.

Another gun team closest to the Bobcat, the team leader is also a wasteland refugee like him, with a funny name - Maidou. This guy took advantage of the commander's journey to observe the enemy's situation not far away, and quietly looked a little Next to the white bobcat, he pointed to the enemy knights gathering in the distance, spitted on the ground and said viciously: "Don't have any sympathy for these guys, do you know? My family and I were trying to avoid evil. The orcs slaughtered us from the wasteland to the southern border, and we didn't steal or rob it just to survive... Humph, what happened? These dog-good noble men blocked us at the border, and my poor brother was A knight riding on a horse cut off his heel with a knife, just to see him limp and run for fun... and my mother was driven to death by them..."

The bobcat looked at the twisted scar on Maidou's face that ran through his entire face, and understood that it was left behind by a sharp blade like a long sword. He felt a burst of anger in his heart, as if a burning breath was straight from his chest and abdomen. It surged straight into the throat.

Before the army set out, the lord made it clear when he was speaking before the war. These shameless and greedy nobles in the southern border wanted to occupy and plunder the paradise and home we had finally built on the wasteland. If they could not be kept in the crows The town defeated, and these nobles and knights who did not regard them as humans would plunder them, and then crossed the towering Jackdaw Mountains and headed straight for the pioneering territory, and all the leaders who lived and lived in peace and contentment were humble. slave.

The Bobcat couldn't help but think of her younger sister who was about to marry, remembered the boss who always valued her, and signed a guarantee for her loan purchase contract with a smile, the sweet and sweet taste of light beer in the Officers' Club, and There is a lively scene where the convenience market is crowded at night...

No! I will never allow it! We will never allow these abominable nobles to get involved in our homeland! We must fight for Lord Lord, for the land, for ourselves and our family!

A bird whistle suddenly sounded in the sky. Lynx subconsciously raised his head and found that a figure in a gorgeous robe floated in the air on the left side of his head. It was the spellcaster who served the lord, and was guiding the artillery battalion's artillery group in the direction of shooting!

Once the bird whistle sound was heard from his mouth, it meant that the enemy had entered the range of artillery fire at a distance of one thousand meters. The six artillery groups behind the infantry positions immediately moved, and they skillfully and quickly repeated the prescribed actions countless times during the previous joint training exercises.

Aim the muzzle at the target direction, clean the barrel, load the shells, unlock the safety bolt, confirm the target with the shooting scale, and enter the shooting preparation...

"The shells are loaded!"

"Aim and position!"

"Safety is on!"

"Fire and position!"

The artillery soldiers who have long cooperated with each other tacitly kept shouting the operation commands in a low voice.

It took Bobcat less than five seconds to quickly shake the muzzle lever and put the distant enemies into the holes specified by the shooting scale.

No mistakes, one shot, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

He licked his dry lips and began to count down silently in his heart, waiting for the commander to issue the final order to shoot.

A short whistle means that the target has entered the artillery range, and a long whistle means that the gun crew needs to enter the firing preparation...

Three short and one long whistle means that the entire gun crew needs to fire a round of salvos!

Just as he thought of this, Bobcat's long-awaited attack order came from above his head. He took a deep breath and pulled the cannon's firing lever without hesitation.

"Fire!!!"