Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

The commander entrusted by the Otis family is Franklin Victor, a native of the Rhineland, who was born in the National Guard, a knight of the kingdom officially conferred by the royal family, a lifetime honorary academician of the Rhineland Military Academy, and the rank of colonel.

The reason why it is a colonel and not a general is because Victor's background is not glorious... He is also the illegitimate son of a noble family.

Of course, the birth of an illegitimate child is much better than that of Wagner Pitt, a foreigner who is hard to get ahead all his life. Colonel Victor not only has the official knight title and fief of the kingdom, he can also serve as a military advisor after serving in the National Guard. Accepting the employment of the great nobles with his identity, the "appearance fee" is much richer than the pension that Wagner Pitt can save after working hard for the Bartles family all his life.

This battle of revenge, which the Otis family attached great importance to, was the first "private work" that Colonel Victor took on after his retirement.

But now, before the battle started, Colonel Victor felt a sense of absurd loss of control...

——What happened to those undead? !

The promised "most cost-effective undead mercenary", is that all? ?

Colonel Victor exhausted his years of self-cultivation to force himself to ignore the gang of undead who flouted military discipline on the battlefield, who were disorganized and undisciplined, and who ran out of sight in a blink of an eye, and calmly continued to mobilize troops.

After finally arranging the officers of each unit properly and letting officers at all levels lead the troops to set off, Colonel Victor looked at the employer Otis and his daughter with a questioning face.

On Earl Otis' tense face, there was a trace of bewilderment that couldn't be hidden. He met Colonel Victor's questioning gaze, and subconsciously turned his gaze to his daughter.

Miss Phoenix was much calmer than her father, she could even laugh, and softly comforted the two men: "Please don't worry, the undead have their own way of fighting. Although their behavior will always make people confused, the fact is that It tells us that they are actually just using their own way to achieve the goal that everyone expects."

She is not blindly confident. The backlog of incidents in Moses Port that were efficiently resolved by the undead is ironclad evidence; since the purpose is the same, why bother to care about the logic of the undead's actions?

Of course, Colonel Victor also knew that these Tarantan undeads did have mercenary qualities to some extent, and he knew about the Port of Moses, otherwise he would not have dared to rashly take on the important task of commanding the undead together.

The problem is——the gang of undead left the main force and went to work alone as soon as they came up!

Colonel Victor felt a little bitter in his heart, but it was not convenient to complain to the employer who expressed his trust in the undead, so he reluctantly nodded, got on his horse, and set off with the heavy cavalry.

After watching the commander leave, the Otis father and daughter did not return to the main tent, but moved to the stone house behind the camp with their entourage.

There are six mirrors in this stone house, which was built half a month in advance, and each mirror presents a picture of the battlefield from different angles; sitting in the mirror array is a middle-aged spellcaster who is a bit blessed, and the rammed loess ground under his feet The magic circle formed by the shimmering light is slowly turning.

Seeing Otis and his daughter enter, the caster pointed to the two chairs prepared outside the mirror array: "Sit over there."

"Thank you, Mr. Upton." Odis and his daughter bowed politely before taking their seats.

Upton, the illusionist, is a spellcaster who received offerings from the ancestors of the Odis family.

He became famous earlier than the black mage Yang, but he was younger than Yang. The mage tower was built in the north of Odis's territory and guarded the northern gate for the Odis family for a hundred years.

"It's okay, I haven't been out and about for a long time." Upton nodded slightly, without taking his eyes off the battlefield picture displayed in the mirror, "The spellcaster from the Principality of Lionel is also here, look, that's one of the opponent's mages." Eye."

The expressions of the Otis father and daughter suddenly became serious.

The war in this world is inseparable from the caster. Whether it is to place the eyes of the mage before the battle, or to protect the general from being beheaded, a high-level spell caster is needed.

Small local powers like the Odis Land or the Principality of Lionel cannot afford the luxury of allowing spellcasters to fight against each other on the battlefield... But with the help of spellcasters, it can save a lot of trouble .

"The good news is that the caster on the opposite side should still be an elemental mage." The illusionist Upton said indifferently.

Inside the caster, there is also a chain of contempt...

For example, elemental mages look down on all non-elemental spellcasters, illusionists look down on all non-illusionists, black mages look down on all non-black mages, all spellcasters look down on alchemists...etc.

The Otis father and daughter couldn't answer these words.

Illusionists have almost no opponents in the same rank except for space-type spellcasters. Of course Upton is qualified to despise Lionel's spellcasters; but the problem is that even elemental mages who are despised by illusionists will treat Otis The army emptied out of their homes caused a lot of damage.

"Phoenix knows how to be flexible when he can think of hiring undead to blunt the enemy's front." Upton the illusionist said to Phoenix approvingly, "But the monks of the Prosperity Church are fine, don't impulsively kill that black man." The magician is invited to come to your house as a guest, and it is best for you to stay away from that person, we spellcasters are not willing to deal with that guy."

"I remember, Mr. Upton." Phoenix nodded quickly.

"You are a smart and good girl. It's a pity. When you were young, I thought I could pass on my mage tower to you." Upton sighed, "After this war, I and the ancestors of the Odis family The agreed time limit has expired, and I will bring my disciples to let you choose one to continue guarding the tower, and I have to take the others away."

Qi Qi, father and daughter of Odis, said yes, with expressions of regret.

Spellcasters will not always work for a certain royal family or a certain family. Spellcasters who receive funding from a large family will often only sign a contract with the head of the family to serve the family within the contract period.

Illusionist Upton once received funding from the ancestors of the Odis family, and has worked diligently for the Odis family for nearly a hundred years. Now that the contract expires, he is about to leave. Before leaving, he has not forgotten to leave a well-trained successor. Benevolent to the utmost.

During this critical period, the Odis father and daughter were very unwilling to lose this high-level illusionist, but their family really didn't have much position to keep it... Hurrying to advance this war before Appleton left, This is already the best the Otis family can do so far.

"Mr. Upton, will you come back?" Phoenix asked with a glimmer of hope.

"I'm not coming back." Upton said with a smile, "I'm going to take my disciples to the Outer Continent, and when my lifespan comes, let my disciples bury my bones there."

Otis, father and daughter both showed sad expressions.

The theoretical lifespan limit of a high-level caster is 400 years.

If you have forcibly used forbidden magic in an extreme state, or have suffered serious mental damage, your lifespan will be shortened.

Unfortunately, Upton, who was aggressive and ruthless when he was young, had both... Before he was three hundred years old, he could already feel that his life span was approaching.

"Don't be sad for me. I can complete the agreement with Earl Otis before the end of my life, and still have time to go to the Outer Continent that I have wanted to go for so many years but failed to do so. I have no regrets in my life. "Upton looked kindly at the father and daughter who he had watched grow up with his own eyes. "I heard about 'that incident'. You don't have to be too persistent. No matter how prosperous a big family is, there will always be prosperity and decline. Everything, there is always a chance to start all over again.”

The Otis father and daughter could only smile wryly, they really couldn't be as open-minded as a spellcaster who had lived for hundreds of years.

Upton was about to tell his favorite Phoenix a few words, when he suddenly saw the undead appearing in the mirror from the corner of his eyes.

"Has it already started—huh?" The illusionist Upton paused.

According to the images sent back from the eyes of the mage placed above the camp, the heavy armored infantry of the Odis family army has not yet walked out of the camp gate.

The picture of the undead appearing was sent back from the eyes of the mage above the battlefield.

Upton: "...?"

Before Upton figured out what the rhythm of the battle was, the illusionist discovered in astonishment...the Tarantan undead who were out of touch with the friendly army and ran to the battlefield ahead of time had no intention of stopping.

Instead... continue to move forward, towards the direction of Lionel's camp due east, and run wildly...

A few minutes later, the Mage's Eye placed in the sky directly above the enemy's camp sent back a picture of undead all over the mountains rushing towards the enemy's camp...

Upton looked blankly at Odis and his daughter.

The Otis father and daughter stared blankly at the picture in the mirror.

The land of engagement is nominally the border of the Principality of Lionel, but in fact it is the land that the Grand Duke Lionel snatched from the Otis family many years ago; the Grand Duke Lionel hoped to find a gold mine on this land, Although some people have been relocated, they have not been seriously managed, and only a few camp-sized settlements have been built sparsely.

The declaration of war issued by the Otis family was only given three days. The Principality of Lionel only had time to hastily transfer the border guards and troops from nearby cities. Because they did not have time to conscript the civilians, the camp was very crowded. rush.

But even if caught off guard by the small tricks of the Otis family, the Principality of Lionel is a country with a population of tens of millions, and its national strength is much stronger than that of a mere earldom; only the border guards and two cities have been mobilized The garrison already has a size of more than [-] people, which is not much inferior to the troops that the Odis family worked so hard to gather.

There was no city to defend in the east, which had not been managed much, so Grand Duke Lionel sent two spellcasters supported by the Grand Duke's mansion, and asked his eldest son to take the airship to the front line to hold the battle - this is for his beloved eldest son The Grand Duke is not willing to give up a good opportunity to make political capital to a certain local noble.

The date of appointment has arrived, and while the soldiers on both sides are preparing for battle, His Royal Highness and two assistant mages also disembarked from the airship hovering above the barracks.

When Zhao Zhenzhen eavesdropped on the secrets of the Otis family, His Royal Highness was encouraging the officers to fight bravely.

When the undead rushed out of the camp like uncaged huskies, His Royal Highness the Prince rode on a mighty dragon blood horse, and was patrolling the military ranks under the protection of two casters and a large group of personal guards.

The distance of four kilometers is only a matter of minutes for players who can generally run [-] meters in less than six seconds (after all, they are light in weight, and their skeleton bodies come from strong warriors in ancient times, with long arms and legs).

Lionel's army camp is about five kilometers away from the agreed battlefield. For the players, it means running for a few more minutes.

Running a distance of about nine kilometers in one breath will not make the players who control the skeleton body feel tired, but it will definitely make the players impatient.

When the players running at the forefront saw the huge enemy army camp from a distance, they neither had the excitement of seeing the enemy nor the fear of being frightened by tens of thousands of enemy troops. Instead, they yelled:

"Damn, I finally saw the monster!"

"Is it poisonous? You have to run for so long to fight a battlefield, so you can't brush the monsters closer!"