Chapter 742: Contacts (Part 2)

Fog World.October

Big bang. The leaves rustled and fell, and countless animals screamed in horror.

It can be seen from dozens of miles away, dark brown like a mushroom, rising straight into the sky.

The twilight sky that had gradually appeared was also covered by black smoke.

In an area sixty or seventy miles away, Bishop Kanrongpa looked back.

Haboba also looked at it: "Hangel City and that evil god Xifiran have fallen?"

"Falling, the three lords attacked together and occupied most of the territory. We also got a small piece, although only one-tenth, but we got 5,000 slaves, which is enough." Bishop Kan Rongpa said with emotion with.

"Will we?" Haboba asked with some concern.

"No, after what happened to the evil god Xifelan, the nearby gods dare not take risks anymore. Once they fail to attack other territories and suffer serious injuries, they will be cheaper for others."

"Besides, we have the great god Romon and the protection of the giant dragon, no one dares to do anything." Bishop Kan Rongpa said. With pride and pride: "And, I have reached a trade agreement with them, and there will be caravans coming over in the future."

"That's right, the next one is construction. This time I also plundered some magic materials. Maybe it's okay to build a small mage tower in the future, so that mages can pass on." Haboba asked: "That's right. , now the people in the city are already qualified believers, right?"

"It's already done. It's completely okay for them to move out. This time when 5,000 people go back, you can move out 2,000 to 3,000 people and divide them into villages, such as the Iron Mine Village and Salt Lake Village that you have always wanted to build."

"Ah, if this is the case, it would be great. The territory can lack everything, except iron and salt. By the way, how many priests do you have?" Haboba asked.

"There is always a shortage of priests, but this time, there are a group of priests among the slaves. If they can convert, they can still serve as priests temporarily. This is a long-term process."

"My lord. In the current situation, our foundation is still too weak. If there is no accident, please lay the foundation first. Judging from the current situation, we cannot expand yet."

Haboba sighed, nodded, and said, "I understand!"

"However, you don't have to worry too much, as long as you have enough food and magical healing,

The population growth is very fast. Fifteen years later, the population will enter a period of rapid expansion. You can confer nobles one by one, distribute them to various places, or establish direct territories one by one. "

"This area can accommodate at least 50,000 to 60,000 people without being overcrowded. At that time, you can officially establish the Earldom."

"One generation. By the way, it's getting late now. Did you order to set up camp?"

"You are the lord, you give the order!" Bishop Kan Rongpa bowed and said.

"Camp!" Haboba ordered.

Immediately, 300 soldiers began to set up camp. They found a place near the water, took down the wooden pillars on the carriage, and put them underground, forming a simple protection.

Again a fire was lit on the ground.

Under the supervision of the soldiers, cauldrons were set up on the fire, and soldiers were sent to get water. Pots of water were poured into them, and the water began to boil within a short time.

October is still late autumn, and in this world, it is already quite chilly.

After a while, the smell of oatmeal spread out.

Ordinary slaves only had this, they ate silently without any complaints, and they were already very happy to be alive now.

The warriors among the slaves, and the learned, were given large chunks of thick black bread, among other things. There are also some wild vegetables. Add a few meat bones to the soup, although there is not much oil and water, it is much better than ordinary slaves.

In front of a few fires, several captive knights, captive mages, and priests who lost their gods sat around the fire, eating soft white bread and some real meat by the warmth of the fire. Tang, but these people all hid themselves under the hood of the jumpsuit, so they couldn't see the expressions on their faces clearly.

Haboba and Bishop Kanrongpa patrolled with guards, and there were several mages behind them.

For ordinary people, they just glanced at them, these civilians have no power at all.

For warriors and priests, pay attention, but it's not too important. After all, warriors who have lost their weapons, and priests who have lost their gods, don't have much power to speak of.

Only knights and mages have received a lot of attention, and they look quite down and out now. The dirty clothes were covered with mud and blood, and some were torn and torn, just like beggars.

But no one could treat them as real beggars. The mage still had clear eyes, and the knight still had skillful martial arts and courage. Even without equipment, they could still cause trouble.

Haboba glanced at it, and was not too worried. The city of Hangel and the evil god Xifiran have fallen, and these people no longer belong to them.

Besides. They all have their own families and are unlikely to resist to the end.

A little further away, a group of women, children, and old people have a little more real broth in their food, not much, and this is to take care of those frail old people, women, and children.

It doesn't need to cost anything, and it may not be able to make them feel grateful, but at least it can strike the will and spark of resistance in these slaves.

Not only that, it has been announced just now that these slaves, as long as they convert to the great god Romon, and after five years of hard labor, they can be promoted to the status of tenants, and those special people can even become free people.

This also greatly affected the determination and will to resist.

People in this world practice two meals, but now according to the oracle, it has become three meals. After this meal, the priest leads the slaves to pray in the evening.

There were twenty-five priests who came with the army this time. Compared to the entire slave team, this number was a little less, but this was already the largest church force that could be drawn from the city.

Priests, one by one, lead the slaves to evening prayers.

The voices of prayers were uneven. Except for some children who didn’t understand anything, everyone resisted instinctively, but it didn’t matter. During the two-week road, the pastor would carefully observe and screen them, and when they arrived in the city, It can basically distinguish the situation.

Two weeks is the walking speed, and due to the special situation of the foggy world, this is a must.

in the city. There are three months, give them an acceptance process.

Some people who are smart and quickly correct their mentality will be recognized, they will be liberated first and early, and if there are no accidents, they will all have the opportunity to be promoted.

After all, these newcomers also need to be managed by familiar people.

As for those stubborn people, after three months, they will be handed over to Lord Dragon, who will eat their bodies and souls with great satisfaction.

Bishop Kanrongpa thought so, scanned the prayer, and saw a young girl.

The girl prayed loudly, in stark contrast to the low, powerless prayers around her.

Because of this, the people around showed disgusted expressions, and opened a gap with her, leaving a space, but because of this, she was particularly conspicuous.

Seeing the bishop's attention, a priest who was leading the prayer also glanced at him. He didn't speak for a while, and after the prayer was over, he stepped forward and whispered to the bishop: "This is Naiqi, it is said that it was originally from the family of Sir Liz. My youngest daughter, she was the first person to ask me to be attributed to my God."

"A smart person, even though she is a woman." Haboba whispered.

"It is true, but this is a good thing. If she has the talent of a pastor, I will let her join the church. If not, please pay attention to the lord."

"Of course, I know that, even if it is a woman, as the first person to stand up and believe in the great Romon God, she can get preferential treatment. First investigate for a period of time. If she can be sure that her belief is pious when she arrives in the city, then she can go to the city. Give her special treatment, she and her family can get a freeman's house, and more food, and choose some simple things for them to manage, and gradually establish authority." Haboba calmly instructed talking.

Among any losers, some people will jump out to express their submission, but this will also arouse the contempt, disgust, and exclusion of those around them. In this regard, the winners who have been expected for a long time deliberately do not interfere or show grace.

However, as long as those who jump out ahead of time can persist in the city, both smart people and speculators can get rich returns.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when people observe it, there will be no disciples.

Although people in this world don't know this sentence, they fully understand the similar meaning.

This is a political attitude, a direction of public opinion and belief.

On the contrary, among the slaves, those who secretly collude and spread tough and rebellious emotions, no matter how valuable they are, will be escorted directly to the dragon after arriving in the city and become a generous sacrifice.

The next day, when the sun was born, was the time to set off.

In the wild, the world is shrouded in mist and the sun is shining, but it is much thinner, and the road within ten meters can barely be seen clearly.

However, with the priest bestowed by God Romon, he can grasp the right path.

Three hundred soldiers, five thousand slaves, and a huge team loaded with fifty carriages began to move slowly, and then gradually accelerated, advancing along the road leading to the city.

After two weeks of hard work, with the victor's deliberate arrangement and connivance, polarization has formed.

Among the original speculators and smart people, some couldn't bear to be squeezed out, couldn't bear to be cursed and scolded by their peers, couldn't bear to be treated without reward and encouragement, and finally became weak again.

The remaining parts have already fallen into the key list, and among them is the girl named Nai Qi.

Of course, some people with prestige or provocative ability and extremely tough attitudes have also entered the key list.

On this day, the city was finally seen in the distance. At this time, it was the beginning of November, and the weather suddenly became cold. Under the ravages of the cold wind, everyone hugged their clothes tightly.

When they got closer, the horn sounded, the gate of the city was opened wide, and a hundred cavalry who had recharged their energy came out slowly.

"My lord!" The leader, the captain, respectfully saluted Haboba.

"Go to the shrine!" Haboba said coldly.

Originally the palace of the elves, it is now called the shrine.

"Yes, my lord!" The cavalry captain responded, showing a ferocious sneer at the slave, and with a wave of his hand, the cavalry drew out their weapons, some even held their crossbows, and the original three hundred soldiers also drew out their weapons, and the air suddenly tense up.

"Woo!" A cavalryman raised the horn hanging from his neck and blew it. The mournful and long sound of the horn pierced the sky. With this sound, a giant dragon sleeping in the square opened its eyes.

"Well, there's food again, the servant is very hardworking!" Compared to the sea beast's service, the human's service is indeed thoughtful, and the horn is a notification to avoid being killed by mistake.

Following the horn, five thousand people were driven to the square after a while, but the cavalry was far outside and did not approach.

When everyone saw this giant dragon for the first time, an irresistible sense of majesty and oppression enveloped them.

Among the 5,000 people, the vast majority, most of them were slumped on the ground, unable to move, and their eyes glowed dully.

Those who can run away screaming are already very potential people.

"Ah!" Natsu screamed hysterically.

"Dragon, this is a giant dragon!" Several mages and knights were also weak and trembling.

But finally this Longwei, after releasing it, put it away,

The sea thorn dragon looked at Haboba, closed its jaw slightly, and formed an arrogant smile at the corner of its mouth. It said: "Mortal, you, who are so humble, appear in front of the great Ernor again. Are you here to pay tribute again?"

"That's right, respected Lord Erno, I've sent you a sacrifice...Come here, according to the list, grab the sacrifice." Haboba said loudly.

"Yes!" Because they were used to Longwei many times, some soldiers obeyed.

The pastor pulled out the list, and in a trembling voice, he recited the names, and calmed down.

The soldiers jumped on it and pulled a man out.

"No!" These people immediately understood their end, cried and shouted, some even wanted to resist, but when they met Long Wei for the first time, their hands and feet were weak, they couldn't resist at all, and they were dragged out.

"Ah!" Naiqi pursed her lips. One of her uncles was one of them, and he was also a tough one in the team.

She watched helplessly as the man struggled desperately, but was pulled out by the soldiers.

"Thirty, respected Lord Ernor, these are all sacrifices."

"Ah, mortal, your sacrifice is very satisfactory to the great Ernor."

The next moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and a person was thrown into the dragon's mouth. After biting hard, the person let out a final scream.

The dragon chewed, blood dripping from the teeth.

Satisfied, he grabbed another one.

"Devil, I'll fight with you!" A knight who had nothing to do at first couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed out, but the next moment, a giant claw grabbed him.

The knight violently burst into fighting spirit, but in the dragon's claws, he didn't move at all.

"Knights of humans, I like this food."

The next moment, the knight had fallen into the mouth of the giant dragon, and the teeth merged instantly. These teeth cut into the vindictiveness like tofu, tearing the knight apart.

Everyone trembled and fell on the ground, even the remaining mages and priests.

Bishop Kanrongpa saw all this with great satisfaction.

Fear is the seed of faith. (!)