The flames of war that had burned all night were finally extinguished, and in the ravaged city of Beiselen, the dawn light flickered in the smoke of gunpowder, and the streets were mostly stained with blood that had not yet dried, and priests and prayer teachers wore white robes and held staves and holy weapons, and walked solemnly under the awe-inspiring gaze of the people, sometimes stopping to help the wounded, sometimes stopping to dispel the filth, and pouring the holy light on the broken bodies of the world. [No pop-ups.]

These priests and prayer speakers were the purest priests than the hypocritical Order, and their presence undoubtedly brought much-needed solace to the weak hearts of the inhabitants of the city after their suffering.

Soon, many people heard that these noble clergy were about to establish a new diocese of light in North Serem under the leadership of a bishop, and that bishop was none other than the sage who rode the dragon of light!

After witnessing the miraculous scene of last night, the shock was beyond words, and some even burst into tears, and they rushed to convert to the god of light, swearing that they had become pure believers.

Although many of them have a keen sense of smell because they smell the coming wind and rain and make the temporary decision to change camps, it is undeniable that most people still have a pious heart.

Even Luo Lan himself didn't expect that the effect of this action would be so good, and almost overnight, Bei Seleng changed his master.

But this time. The Rust priest quietly reminded him. Said: "My lord, the Holy See of Light does not allow civilians to believe in religion, you are playing with fire." ”

"Oh?" Luo Lan glanced at him with a smirk and said, "Then according to Rust's idea of sacrificing to you, what should we do?" He knew that Rust definitely didn't find him for this reason, otherwise he should have jumped out loudly to stop it beforehand, instead of being as mysterious as he is now.

The feudal aristocracy of the Central Continent was the basis of the diocese's rule, and the rules were laid down after the compromise of the interests of both sides. It cannot be easily changed, and the previous pope retired because of his carelessness in handling this issue. Bethlehem, on the other hand, was very different, most of the nobles here might even have made up their own genealogy, many of them were just nouveau riche who got rich overnight, and merchants and slave owners made up the vast majority, so it was absolutely impossible to establish a diocese here according to the usual approach.

The Rust priest coughed and smiled, "You said that they are nobles, they are naturally nobles." This sentence was just foreshadowing, and he glanced left and right. After making sure that there was no one, he leaned over to Luo Landi and whispered a few words.

Luo Lan's eyes were stunned at first, although he was surprised, and then he was full of smiles. He took a step back, looked Rust up and down, and teased, "Rust sacrifice, I didn't see that you are a master of collecting money. ”

Rust laughed dryly, but instead of being embarrassed, he showed a bit of self-satisfaction.

Luo Lan pondered for a moment and nodded slightly. He waved his hand and said, "Well, I have counted this matter, but it is not appropriate to talk about it now, you can go first." ”

Rust couldn't help but be a little disappointed that he didn't get an accurate answer from Luo Lan, but he also knew that now was indeed not the time. He can still tell which is more important. So he bowed respectfully and left.

Luo Lan stood in place and thought about it, Rust's suggestion was indeed desirable. ^^^ However, there is some short-term success, but there are more important things to deal with at the moment, so we can only put this matter aside for now.

The castle lord's mansion was originally the residence of the barbarian ruler Ukanyi, but this was originally a church repaired by the Alans family, and the columns, carvings, and vaults are all in the human style of thousands of years ago.

Luo Lan chose this place to live for the time being, he likes the magnificent appearance of the building, and this place just satisfies his heart,

The parish flags with gold on a silver background are hung in the spacious hall, the Antitin-style metal candles are lined up the steps, and the female prayer teachers stand on either side and sing the word in a low voice.

By noon, the first visitor had surprised most of the people.

Captain Marshall.

He hurried over, his armor was covered with dust and blood, his eyes were sunken, and he looked extremely haggard, and as soon as he saw Luo Lan, he immediately knelt down in submission, bowing his originally high head, although he was overjoyed to learn that the bishop was willing to forgive his crimes, but his heart was still full of apprehension, not knowing what was waiting for him.

However, Luo Lan's generous smile and graceful bearing made him let go of his heart hanging in the air, and gratefully expressed his willingness to lead all the members of the Earth Knights to follow the bishop, in the depths of his heart, he still felt a little guilty about Netomund, but he comforted himself that this not only saved the lives of thousands of knights of the Order, but also avoided an unnecessary killing, presumably the Lord would also forgive him.

Except for a few of the remaining members of the Knights, most of them did not have much resistance to joining Luo Lan, after all, Luo Lan represented the most orthodox theocracy, and as for those diehards, Luo Lan handed them all over to Sidick and the succubus to deal with. Basically, you won't be able to hear them the next day.

However, Luo Lan was not completely at ease with these people, and after a few words of good words to appease him, he immediately transferred more than 1,000 people from the slaves as special servants of the knights.

Marshall knew that this was both a trap and a disguised surveillance, and who knew who among them was the eyes and ears of the bishop? Although he knew it, he could only passively accept it, but his surrender was not mixed with a little water, and he even secretly rejoiced that a bishop who could control the dragon was such a powerful existence! Not only that, but he once again despised Netomund in his heart. Laugh at each other's incompetence.

"Your Excellency. I have one more very important thing to report. Captain Marshall, after making sure that he had not been deprived of his duties, finally breathed a sigh of relief and took out a piece of information that had been hidden in his arms for a long time.

"You mean, Netomund deliberately let the orcs find that grain?" Luo Lan's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Yes, my lord, the food will completely lose its combat effectiveness after a few days of continuous consumption, and this is a trap deliberately set by the head of Netomund to deal with the orcs. ”

For Netomund. Controlling Beiselen was not an overnight thing, and the presence of orcs could help him perfect and fulfill this wish, but the point was that the orcs could not be wiped out at once, and at the same time, the barbarians could not be turned over, in this case, this insidious plan was born, and the food was not poison, but some kind of laxative. Don't even think about testing the orc witch festival.

Netomund has a thorough understanding of the psychology of the barbarians, and with the knights to resist the orcs, the barbarians will naturally not rush to the front again. No one would rush to the front line with a roar, which gave him time and opportunity, and when he quietly took control of Beiselen, once the orc army arrived, he would blockade the city, and the fate of the barbarian tribes outside the city could be imagined.

Next, the free city-states will inevitably provide support to Netomund, while the black elves will destroy the orc's supply lines underground. In order to really gain a foothold in Bethlehem, this ring plan may really make him succeed if it were not for Luo Lan's sideways intervention. ^^

After Marshall left, many important matters were put on Luo Lan's table one after another, and the most urgent thing at the moment was how to resist the upcoming army of orcs.

"Your Excellency, your letter has been sent to the Adjure. I don't think there's a big problem, right?" said a young Templar swordsman captain cautiously.

Luo Lan shook his head. How could the free city-states give aid out of thin air at this time, they would definitely put forward harsher conditions. In the next few days, if a mission comes, there will inevitably be an unprecedentedly fierce bargaining. He knew that if Netomund had received the support of the free city-states beforehand, he must have promised many benefits beforehand, so the other party's demand would definitely not be lower than this price.

"I'll leave this matter to Lemon, don't ask anymore ^^" Luo Lan knocked on the table.

"Yes, sir. "The captain of the swordsman is very knowledgeable, he knows that he is not the right person, if it is not for the sake of safety, he will not be able to take his turn at all.

After the captain stepped down, Luo Lan opened another letter, a letter from Baron Gabery, that the ship carrying some valuable cargo had arrived at the port of Kilos and would be coming in a few days to join Beiseren. That's great news!

Previously, Xue Lin and the others had been staying in Sedaon's territory, but this was not because Luo Lan was biased, but because there was no thief guild in either Bethlehem or the Free City-State, and now he was not clear about the movements on the mainland, so he could only ask through the distant trade merchants, but those news were not what he needed, and Sharu and they stayed there to help Sam collect some information that needed attention.

The next thing is to gather the hearts of the people and arrange defenses, in this land, Luo Lan knows that the barbarians are still the main body, at least before he has fully established himself, it is not appropriate to tear his face with them, so he took the means of ignoring the barbarian tribe outside the city under the pretext that the orcs in the city have not been cleared, and the city is greatly appeased, anyway, with the help of Marshall, Netomund's secret hoarding of food is enough to support them for more than a year.

However, at this time, the busiest was Hedamik, who led a large number of slaves to set up magic arrays and magic traps everywhere on the tower to guard against possible attacks from the air, but he repeatedly complained to Luo Lan that there were too few people.

Luo Lan was also a little helpless, the lack of magicians among his subordinates had always been his weakness, he hadn't felt it before, but after occupying the entire Beiseleng, facing the vast and boundless Bethlehem Plain, this was undoubtedly a gap, and it was obviously not appropriate for him to always control the black dragon to resist attacks, not to mention that this as the biggest deterrent force needed to maintain a certain sense of mystery, just talking about his current identity could not rush to the forefront of the battle again and again, otherwise what would his subordinates do?

But the most common free city-states are war warlocks, and magicians are extremely rare, and even if there are, they are more expensive than nobles.

The only good news is that Lady Belinda has found a slave trader who breeds harpies, but far from quenching her thirst, this force of guardianship of the air cannot be born anytime soon. However, even if it is a bipedal wyvern, the main means of attack is still done by the orc priests, and it is not impossible to face them, the existence of the banshee clan is enough to offset some of the advantages of the other party.

It was only at this time that all the energy that Luo Lan had accumulated before was able to burst out and become an important chess piece.

Under the *** of the pillars, Luo Lan looked at the metal chessboard placed in front of him, the chess pieces on it were all carved from quark ivory, he gently picked up one of them, played with it in his hand for a while, looked at one of the spaces with a smile, and fell down heavily. Plunder is ready to be linked, and the slogan "Grab money, grab food, grab women" is deeply in line with me.