Chapter 597
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In a blink of an eye, it was almost August.
The second phase of terraced fields in Mordor City was about to be reclaimed. After mixing a batch of materials, the golem factory produced five clay golems and one golem. These golems were put into the construction as labor. They could easily carry heavy materials, which was more than several times more efficient than human labor. Fallen Witch and Gloria were recently engaged in intense research work. Søren left a space beacon on the third floor of the Abyss. They were going to work together to build a portal to the Abyss during this time.
The orders from the Northland Council increased again.
No one knew what Mordor City was going to do. So far, they had ordered three batches of heavy two-handed weapons.
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On this day.
With the arrival of autumn and summer, heavy rain fell everywhere. There seemed to be a flood in the central part of the continent. The lizardmen expanded their territory again with the flood. Many flooded areas were occupied by them. However, the south was relatively calm. Except for the occasional traces of the fallen, some people saw the legendary Lich some time ago.
The Lich rarely walked in the world.
As the top undead life, they had endless years to squander. The Lich's favorite thing was to stay in their tombs for research.
But!
Recently, there seemed to be a Lich in the south, which attracted the attention of the paladins.
South of the Wind Spear Hills, there was a dense forest. This was the territory of the Isabella family. It was a place where the noble children hunted when they were bored.
The heavy rain had just stopped.
There was a group of people moving along the road. They were well-equipped and had fierce faces. Some of them were even equipped with military crossbows and other weapons. At first glance, one could tell that they were the private soldiers of the nobles.
"Baron."
A middle-aged man dressed as a knight rode to the center of the team and said in a deep voice, "After the mountain in front of us, we will reach our territory. Recently, a group of snake bandits have appeared in the Wind Spear Hills. "
"Let's not rest here."
Soon, there was a reply from the team. A young noble with a little tiredness said, "Sir Slake, do as you see fit."
The middle-aged knight bowed slightly and nodded, but there was a hint of disdain in his expression.
It had only been two days, but he was already so tired. Compared to the old baron who had killed the ogres with his bare hands, the new lord was too weak. His fancy swordsmanship was only meant to attract those noble ladies. As a knight, he had never seen the baron do the most basic exercise.
The group continued forward.
These guards were veterans who had been on the battlefield. Even if they encountered adventurers one-on-one, they would not be at a disadvantage.
Sir Slake was not very worried that bandits would dare to attack them, but out of his habit of being cautious, he still sent out his trusted aide to investigate the situation ahead.
However …
More than ten minutes had passed, but there was still no sign of anyone returning.
Sir Slake had a bad feeling in his heart. He could not help but quietly press his hand on the hilt of his sword, and then urged his horse to rush to the front of the group.
The surroundings seemed to be very quiet.
Suddenly, a cold light shot out from the side of the forest. Then, a scream was heard. A guard clutched his throat and fell down.
"Be careful!"
"There are archers ambushing here!"
A burst of exclamation sounded, and then people fell to the ground one after another. From the dense forest, shadows rushed out. They were holding all kinds of weapons, but the most eye-catching thing was their skin. These people had silver scales on their skin, and they were wearing all kinds of armor. They surrounded the group from both sides.
"Snake People!"
"Damn it! It's the Snake People bandits! "
The group was a little flustered, but they quickly gathered under the command of Sir Slake and formed a defensive formation in the middle of the group.
Recently, there were many traces of Snake People in the south.
This was especially true in the Windspear Hills. Many merchant caravans had been attacked by the Nagas. Many nobles knew that there was a group of Naga bandits roaming around. Even Baron Naros had died at the hands of the Nagas. It was because of this that they brought so many guards with them. But when he saw the number of enemies, Sir Slake still took a breath of cold air, and his heart could not help but be covered with a shadow.
The number of Snake People bandits had increased again.
In addition to the Snake People, there were also many other human bandits attacking them. The number of bandits was at least twice their number.
"It's poisonous!"
A guard's face was black, and he seemed to be on the verge of collapse. He said with a trembling voice: "The enemy's weapon is poisonous! … … Be careful! … … "
A round of shooting came.
Sir Slake turned over and dismounted his horse. He picked up a shield and blocked in front of him. The guards around him also raised their shields, and some of them were shooting back at the enemy with crossbows.
There were people falling to the ground constantly.
The bandits in front of them rushed over like a swarm of bees, and the losses on both sides were not small. Sir Slake carefully looked at the Snake People in front of him. Most of the human bandits were very weak. The real danger was these Snake People. If he could kill the enemy's leader, perhaps this group of bandits would collapse.
Found it!
Sir Slake quickly found the Snake People leader who was commanding the battle.
He roared, suddenly raised his shield in front of his chest, and directly knocked away the crowd in front of him. Then he launched a charge and swung his sword at the Snake People leader.
As a high-grade knight, he had the courage and strength to directly kill the enemy's leader in a chaotic battle.
A dark light flashed across!
Sir Slake's figure suddenly stiffened on the spot. Two figures suddenly appeared in his line of sight, followed by a dagger piercing his throat.
Rogues.
Two high-grade Rogues.
Outside this group of bandits, there were more dangerous enemies hidden.
Darkness fell.
Sir Slake's figure slowly fell to the ground. Before he died, he seemed to hear the baron begging for mercy. The voice sounded like a woman's.
… … …
The Snake People bandits appeared again.
The news seemed to have wings and quickly spread to nearby places.
But this time, it was not the merchants who were attacked, but the nobles of the Isabella family, the rulers of the Windspear territory. The cause of the incident seemed to be that the Lord of this place had once encircled and annihilated a group of Naga bandits. He had even nailed one of their leaders to death on a cross in an attempt to intimidate the lawless bandit group. But he never expected that the Snake People bandits would take revenge on the ruler of the Windspear Hills and directly kill several nobles.
A conspiracy net had begun to close.
After the first step of the plan was completed, the next step was Adele Isabella's stage. Søren's shadow shrouded this land. No one knew whether it would bring a terrible disaster to the people or the prosperity and hope of the second Mordor City.
But there was no doubt about one thing.
Any beautiful beginning was full of blood and slaughter. It was as if only by embracing war could one usher in peace!
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