Chapter 978 The White Ghost army has arrived! When will the reinforcements come?
The Hawthorne couple finally decided to go to the Eagle Country and open a store for a few years.
Parliament gave them quite generous terms:
They are allowed to choose their own store location within a certain range, and a dedicated person will build a store for them and set up a magic circle, promising that the store will always be under the protection of the mage tower;
Promise them the exclusive right to purchase certain categories of goods, as well as the exclusive right to sell certain categories of output from the Mage Tower;
Promise them to purchase the medicines and services used by Mr. Hawthorne at preferential prices;
Promise to be tax-free for two years, and tax halved for the next three years;
Promise that their residence and store in Waltham will be guarded and maintained by a local mage tower, and will be returned to them intact when they come back...
The most important thing is that after looking at the map, Ms. Jasmine really hopes to go south from the Eagle Country one day. If she is lucky, she can leave her bastard and heartless mother behind.
The father who never came back was plucked from the jungle in the south?
And Uncle Hawthorne naturally sacrificed his life to accompany his wife. If he wanted to accompany his wife, he had to take action and have strength. In order to accumulate enough strength, this former mercenary nicknamed "Flint" rolled up the papers and took care of himself.
All the specialty products in the store, and I boarded the airship with my wife.
All the way to the west and south. The huge airship rode on the long wind and crossed the vast land of the New World. It flew over mountains, crossed rivers, and overlooked the plains.
The green plains, sparkling rivers and lakes receded beneath their feet. The airship opened its light sail and flew at high speed over the new continent, crushing clouds and breaking through turbulence, flying at a speed several times faster than Appa running at full speed.
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What? You mean hitting a bird? In the airship, more than a dozen archmages took turns releasing their auras, shocking everyone in the world. If there were any flying monsters with no eyes, they would quickly turn away when they flew close...
This journey only encountered obstacles in one place. After flying to the place where the tribes and the plague girl were fighting, the great magicians got off the airship and conducted a frantic inspection. They held various magic props in their hands and cast various spells.
, step by step, walking throughout the entire battlefield...
Especially those in Black Crow Swamp, they want to dig out the soil!
"That's enough for you! Don't waste time here!" Archmage Baierbo finally couldn't bear it anymore:
"We'll get nothing if we wait here until the Holy See of Glory comes and destroys the Eagle Kingdom!"
"Oops... I have to wait for the Eagle Kingdom to invite someone..." Archmage Heins stood on the edge of the swamp, his white bone robe moving without any wind, without looking back. If he hadn't worried about the younger generation being around,
I just want to stick my nose into the swamp.
Gretel felt that these swamps had been cleaned up, and there was no problem, and there was no need to worry about them anymore. But in the eyes of a high-level necromancer, the ghosts floating in them, the wailing undead, and the lingering resentment tasted so sweet.
Although the quality of the souls of the indigenous people is a bit poor, the ones that can survive to this day are still of a relatively high level during their lifetime!
The Eagle Country won’t come to invite people?
It would be best not to invite someone, just let him take his disciples to clean the place!
"Lynn!" he shouted over his shoulder:
"Come and take a look at this swamp! How are you doing with the [Wall of Soul] spell?"
Archmage Baierbo shrugged and walked away slowly. By the way, why haven't the Golden Eagle warriors from the Eagle Kingdom come yet? Haven't they already asked the Kestrel tribe to send a message? Could it be that they were frightened by the sight of the airship?
Ran?
In the distant country of eagles, the golden eagle warriors and white eagle warriors soared high in the sky, overlooking the ant-like flow of people on the mountain road below, all of them with pale faces. An older white eagle warrior said bitterly:
"How dare they! Those invaders, how dare they and those who helped the invaders, they betrayed the glory of the Eagle God, they should all be tied to the cactus, sunbathed to death, and eagles pecked to death
, bitten to death by a poisonous snake.”
"It's no use saying this!" the Golden Eagle warrior leading the team shouted to him:
"The problem now is that their steel knives can cut through our obsidian blades. Don't tell me about the weapons that high-level warriors have cultivated. The stone knives of the Black Eagle warriors are vulnerable to them;
Their spears can easily pierce our leather armor;
Their floating cities, those tall four-legged monsters, can make sounds like thunder and trample through our formation...
When will our allies arrive? A month has passed. Has the youngest son of the God of Thunder taken our gift and planned to run away? "
The Eagle Country is under great pressure. Those "white ghosts", after being repulsed by them for the first time, have made a comeback:
A large row of floating cities is parked on the seaside, each city is towering, and the white clouds above the city sometimes open and sometimes close, until they float to the height of dozens of people;
From the top of the city, four-legged monsters came down, running like flying and making a sound like thunder;
The light from the hands of those "white ghosts" is like sharp spears. Those who are illuminated by the light, even the most cowardly and despicable indigenous warriors, can immediately cheer up and fight with their warriors inextricably...
If they fight such a large number of soldiers, and the soldiers they have entangled with, who have betrayed the city-state of the Eagle God, they will pay a heavy price!
The Golden Eagle warriors were nervous, silent, and waiting for their allies. Alfonso Cortez, who was riding a horse and walking on the mountain road, also frowned and beat his shoulders hard:
He is the deputy governor of the Storm Islands District, one of the four major governorships in the New World. Although he is the deputy governor in name, the actual power is in the hands of the governor. He is equivalent to being sent here to retire.
There was no way, who asked him to molest someone he shouldn't have molested, and he was exposed again?
Bah! Who wants to retire in the New World? It’s stuffy and hot, there are a lot of mosquitoes, there’s no opera, no dances, no good food, no beautiful women who can talk about literature and philosophy, but nothing!
Looking around, he saw a wild wilderness. Except for a few of his followers, they were the yellow-skinned, shirtless natives who couldn't even understand the language!
If you want to retire, you have to go back to Brolin Kingdom to retire!
However, if you want to return to the Brolin Kingdom, you have to hand over a large amount of money; if you want to hand over a large amount of money, you have to get a large amount of money. The problem is that all the mining rights and tax collection rights of the Storm Islands,
It's all in the hands of the governor.
The only things he could mobilize were a city that was not on the main waterway, as well as churches and plantations around the city... He watched helplessly as the governor made a huge fortune inexplicably a few years ago, and he had no way to get involved.
!hateful!
Fortunately, last year, he got news about the Eagle Country from adventurers and businessmen. A country, an indigenous country, a country where the temples are paved with gold and the roads are flowing with silver. Isn’t this just for
Did he build it?
Deputy Governor Alfonso gathered a group of his own trusted knights, bishops in the church, and mercenaries in the city, hired a group of merchant ships, and set out for the Eagle Country. Of course, among the so-called merchant ships
, how many are actually pirates...
Deputy Governor Alfonso turned a blind eye and closed one eye, deciding to pretend not to see it.
11 ships, a team of 550 people, and 16 horses. The first attack was overwhelming and indeed achieved considerable results. When the natives saw them from a distance, most of them fled. However, when they reached the bottom of the plateau, they encountered
Extremely strong resistance.
Those warriors!
Those flying warriors!
Densely packed, they flew down from the high cliffs, and their flapping wings temporarily covered the sky!
Deputy Governor Alfonso's whole body went cold for a moment. So many warriors, so many Sky Knights above level 15? As long as five Sky Knights join forces to attack, they can annihilate his team under the cliff!
Fortunately, those warriors seemed to rely on the power of evil gods to fly, and did not have the powerful power of the Sky Knights to crack mountains and crack rocks. Even so, the spears and spears thrown from their hands also caused great damage to the brave warriors.
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Deputy Governor Alfonso retreated hastily. When he returned to the ship for inspection, he found that hundreds of people were dead and almost everyone else was injured. Although a batch of gold and silver was snatched back, it was not enough! It was not enough at all!
What should we do, how can we conquer this country and swallow this piece of fat deliciously?
Deputy Governor Alfonso was at a loss for a while. At this moment, a priest with ragged clothes and torn robes quietly walked into his governor's palace, but his eyes were still bright.
"Dear Governor, I have a way to spread the glory of the Lord in that land..."
The cleric came up with a plan to join forces with the Plague Maiden to spread the disease to the Eagle Kingdom. Just some time ago, a wave of smallpox was prevalent in the Storm Islands, weakening the power of the natives and evil gods.
At the same time, the Governor-General can send priests to treat the local indigenous people, win them over, unite them, and ultimately turn them into a sharp sword pointing at the Eagle Country:
"I have been walking on this land for a long time. The indigenous people here are composed of city-states, and they do not completely surrender to the Eagle Country."
The visitor’s eyes were shining brightly under his hood:
"And the Eagle Country keeps asking for human sacrifices from them in order to offer sacrifices to the evil gods, and even directly attacks and destroys city-states. The locals are very resentful. As long as we can win over a few city-states, we can successfully enter this country.
Stepping into their royal capital..."
"That makes sense." Deputy Governor Alfonso stroked his raised mustache and nodded majestically:
"But, who will do the alliance with that evil god you mentioned about the plague girl?"
"I'll come." The white-robed priest raised his head proudly:
"In order to spread the glory of our Lord, I will not hesitate to be tainted temporarily... I only hope that after the incident is completed, your Excellency the Governor can take me in, protect me, and give me a place in the city."
He rolled up a blanket and walked out proudly. Two months later, Deputy Governor Alfonso heard news from adventurers and businessmen about the epidemic of smallpox near the Eagle Country.
"It should be soon... it should be soon... we can send troops soon..."
Deputy Governor Alfonso kept praying. However, the good news of a large-scale epidemic of smallpox in the Eagle Kingdom has not been received for a long time. The only certainty is that the tribes and city-states near the coast are falling to the government one after another.
That white-robed priest...
"send troops!"
He finally made up his mind. He personally went to the Governor-General and borrowed a powerful army, including the eighteenth-level Archbishop who was in charge of the Governor-General's District, using his power and the next ten years' profits as collateral.
In addition, they also gathered a large number of core soldiers and hired ten times the number of pirates. There were many sails and sails, covering the sky and the sun, and they set out for the Eagle Kingdom.
This time, we must complete the victory in one battle!
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