"Mr. Tuckers, are you sure this was just a technical accident?"

Ralbin, the leader of the Yulia mercenaries, looked at the more than thirty corpses lined up in front of him with a solemn face, and asked the Dorand alchemist on the side.

Dorand Alchemist, a young man in his early twenties, gritted his teeth, but nodded helplessly.

Ralbin looked back at the morgue in front of him, his eyes full of sadness.

It's miserable.

This advance team was to prepare for the follow-up project, and their main task was to lay alchemy equipment in the vicinity and gather magical energy.

This operation has prepared sufficient funds and materials, and the three nearby villages are all destitute poor people, perhaps, as long as a bucket of water and a bag of grain, it is easy to move them to relocate.

With the three villages operating at the same time, it should be easy to complete the preliminary works before the main equipment arrives, and with enough magic energy, the follow-up work will be very smooth.

It is impossible for those numb Arabid bureaucrats to find out what is unusual in such a remote and desolate abandoned village! Their Lahani and Shriya are tearing each other apart!

I really can't think of any other possibilities than technical accidents.

Poor Julia warriors, what a ...... it is that you did not die on the battlefield but fell in an accident Alas.

The unstable transmission of magical energy caused the central controller to be overloaded, and the chaotic magical energy exploded in a huge explosion, and the iron tower, which was more than five meters high, was torn into three parts by the violent air current. The team is wiped out.

The most distressing thing is that the alchemist of Doland, who is said to be a classmate of Tux, this unreliable guy, seriously misjudged the situation, and when a number of absorbent panels ignited a fire, he actually thought that he had been attacked by the Arabis and actually ordered to move closer to the central tower!

Before leaving, the Elder of Julia had given a death order to protect the safety of these Dorand alchemists no matter what, so the team leader had to listen to the alchemist's advice - it must be so!

Thirty-two people!

Ralbin's face was ugly: "Mr. Tax, I'm curious, how did you convince the group of elders to cooperate with you with this level of technical security?"

Tuckers said viciously: "Mr. Ralbin, I want to remind you that I ventured into this land full of infidels in order to help you Julia people recover their country! Technological accidents, yes, technical accidents, any alchemy, are not achieved overnight! These brave warriors are dedicated to your great cause of recovering the country!"

Ralbin glared straight at Tax, "The warriors of the god of Yihehua are never afraid to sacrifice, but dedication is not equal to a senseless sacrifice! The civil strife in Alar, the princes and nobles in their own affairs, this is our opportunity for the revival of Julia, but how can it not be an opportunity for the kingdom of Doland? The more vigorous our great cause of recovering the country, the more difficult it will be for Alara to withstand Doland's offensive—am I right?"

The heart was exposed, and Tux was very embarrassed: "But, but now we must work together to overcome the difficulties, if we want to cooperate, this kind of thing, let's make it an unpleasant episode and a profound lesson." ”

Ralbin glared at him indignantly.

No way, this abominable Dorand alchemist is right.

The land here is barren, the land is sparsely populated, and there are not many mineral deposits underground, and the only thing to rely on is sunlight.

The alchemist claims that he can extract magic from the sun's rays, and he has provided valuable assistance to the Presbyterian Church of Julia—there must be the national will of the Kingdom of Doland, so cooperation is the general trend and imperative.

The people of Julia are good at business, and the last thing they lack is money. Funding is not an issue.

If it is true that magic energy can be extracted from the sun's rays, then the three villages of Woode, Hutad, and Negard, which are flat, are good bases.

With enough magical energy, you can dig deep wells to extract water from deep into the formation, craft sophisticated weaponry, and then march into the ruins of Bauda to destroy the bandits—perhaps the only distraction—and acquire the secret technology in the Menzaro Library beneath the ruins, and restore the kingdom of Great Julia.

Unexpectedly, this kind of thing happened on the first day.

Tux was also annoyed.

The Kingdom of Dorand has always been very concerned about the situation on the Alaba Peninsula and will not miss any opportunity to cause chaos to the Arabis people.

After learning about the Yulian people's plan to restore the kingdom through secret channels, the Cult of Light immediately decided to choose someone who could be trusted to provide secret support to the Jurian Elders.

So, Tux, who had studied under West, one of the three masters of alchemy, volunteered to choose a few of his fox friends and dogs to come to the Ara Peninsula together.

As soon as they arrived, they were immediately entrusted with important tasks. Tuckers's routine is straightforward: technology.

We don't command battles, we don't participate in plots, we only provide magical technology that idiots can't master!

As the commander-in-chief of the Dorand alchemists, he of course followed Ralbin's squad, and the other three followed, each with three Jurian squads.

Unexpectedly, the technology that is the least likely to go wrong has gone wrong!

How can you hold your head up in the future!

Ralbin was in no mood to care about his feelings, and sighed, "Bury the warriors." Thankfully, it didn't cause much attention, and the Presbyterian Church will send someone again later this afternoon. This time, Mr. Tuckers, I don't want anything to slip up. ”

Tuckers breathed a sigh of relief and smiled wryly, "I also value my reputation." Let's not talk about this in the future, right?"

"Humph!"

Pig teammates!

The two thought indignantly together.

"Captain Ralbin, Mr. Tuckers, there's something unusual in the back of the village. ”

After the two came to the village, there was a huge corpse pit here, and now the crypt has been opened, and there are more than 30 corpses of old and weak women and children in it, which have begun to decay in the high temperature, and a lot of sand slimes have been drilled into the cavity of the corpse to absorb water, and the belly arches one by one, which is very weird.

Ralbin was shocked: "What's going on, what's going on!"

The deputy's face was ugly, and he reported in a low voice: "The villagers here were buried alive." ”

Ralbin was furious: "Didn't I say, give them compensation, let them go on their own?"

The deputy's face was full of bitterness: "The subordinates also feel strange - how did the relocation work go so fast, it turned out to be ...... This must have been done by our people. ”

"Is it possible to be framed?"

"No way, you see, it's found in the team members who died in the accident - from our people. ”

It was a pair of Arab-style gold earrings, with blackened blood stains on them, evidently torn from some woman's ear, and its owner must have been lying in the pit.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"The subordinates thought, thought, that this was just the brutal act of a few people......"

Tuckers interjected: "I hope there is no other person in the know about this matter, otherwise, we will be passive." ”

Ralbin had mixed feelings in his heart, he knew that the rise of a nation was destined to be as pure and immaculate as snow, and he was even mentally prepared to "do dirty work" with his own hands.

However, when the slaughter of the elderly, weak, women and children really happened in front of him, or in the pious warriors who he trusted and relied on the gods of Hua, he was emotionally difficult to accept for a while.

What about the duties of a soldier, what about discipline and honor, and what about the fear of God?

Actually, it is no match for a piece of gold the size of a little finger?

Dead bodies that had been buried alive lay in front of them: an old man with a dry and craggy hand like a twig, a cripple who suffocated to death in despair and opened his mouth to cry for help, and a baby whose little face turned purple and black, frowned, and was held in his mother's arms, suffocated to death with his mother......

Ralbin slowly took off his black fur hat and used all his strength to hold on to it, the plush being twisted by the powerful knuckles and falling in clusters.

Already, irretrievable.

Is there a bloodless rise? I don't know.

If the rise of the Julia nation is destined to come at the cost of the blood of foreign races, then I can only be a knife that cuts at foreign races!

Maybe one day, I will kneel before the throne of the god Yihehua, listen to the angry accusations of innocent souls, and then fall into the darkest hell. I will never beg for forgiveness because I deserve it.

But.

Right now.

I'm sorry.

I'm a Julia.

Ralbin gently tossed his hat into the burial pit, and also left behind a Jurian Zionist, the last mercy for the alien.

"Pass my order, suspend the battle plan, and the two small detachments of the villages of Hutad and Negard, immediately abandon all supplies, move closer to the village of Ramzad, and establish a defensive line. If you don't withdraw within two hours, I'll cut off their heads!"

Tuckers was surprised: "However, these supplies are all ...... with great difficulty"

Ralbin coldly raised a hand: "Human life is more important, Mr. Tuckers, what happened last night was not an accident; ”

"Hey, this ......"

"They must have been attacked in retaliation by the elite team of the Arab, and besides, there must be an excellent alchemist in the opponent's team!"

"But ......"

"No, but! From now on, we will stand on the enemy's land, and we must be cautious at every step! We will probably be attacked by the Arabis like a storm! Heralds!"

"In!"

"Hurry to Dorihachi City, use secret channels to inform the Council of Elders, the plan is exposed! Ask them to immediately launch the second battle plan, within two days, we must let the Lasani faction and the Shiriya faction of the Arabis meet each other, and let Dorihachi City fall into chaos, must, must! Otherwise, our plan to restore the country will be completely finished!"

The heralds galloped away.

Ralbin pulled out his scimitar suddenly: "Yihehua's warriors, the tide of attacks of the Ara people is about to begin, do you have the consciousness to fight to the death?"

All the Yulia warriors raised their arms and shouted, "Long live Yulia!"