The Dawn Church led by Fuji Wan has less and less information about the Western Continent, there is no way to reach the rainy season, and there will be fewer and fewer opportunities to sail in this season, and the information sent through the road between the Western Continent and the Eastern Continent is even slower, and there is no more than half a year to get specific news from the Western Continent.

After Anderson took Colin's place, he immediately began to prepare for the re-establishment of the faith of the Lord of the Dawn Shining Light, re-preaching in the Central Tribes and the Northern Tribes, erasing all the content of the belief in Her Highness the Holy Maiden, but things were not as easy as imagined, and once the faith was established, it was difficult to erase it.

Unless it is insulted and forcibly erased like the way Colin cleaned up the totemic belief before, but now that the object is Her Highness the Holy Maiden, no one dares to really do this, and once it does, it is also an indirect blasphemy against the Shining Light of the Lord of the Dawn.

As the chosen people of the Shining Lady, she is also a Saintess, how glorious her status is, everything about her can be said to be decided by God, and insulting and denying the status of the Saint Maiden is denying the decision of the Shining Light, which is blasphemy.

Therefore, this matter can only be suppressed, and then go all out to spread the faith of the Lord of the Dawn Shine.

After the apparent troubles were resolved, Anderson began to use troops against the two large tribes, the Eastern and Southern tribes, but due to the problem of sorting out the faith, too much time was given to the southern and northern tribes, which made the other party quite well prepared, making the march much more difficult.

"The fighting power of these assembled slave soldiers is too weak, the quality of the army is amazingly poor, and our ammunition is almost depleted, so it is not so easy to attack the two major tribes in a row and achieve victory."

Anderson looked at the map in front of him with some grievances, this task was simply a hot potato, and it was extremely troublesome.

"Oh yes, how's the gunpowder factory going?"

Anderson thought of something and asked.

"Commander, there are not many problems with the gunpowder factory, but it will take some time for the foundry, in which coal, copper and iron deposits need to be started from scratch, and it will take time to mine and smelt, at least a month."

Hearing his subordinates' answers, Anderson only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was counting on the foundries to produce bullets quickly so that the musketeers could play a huge role.

It may also be that seeing the discomfort on Anderson's face, the subordinate continued: "My lord, I heard that Her Highness the Holy Maiden personally started the matter of the foundry and smelter after finishing the carving of the temple foundation formation, so this time will be completed in half a month, and I also heard that a new scientific research room has also been established, and there will be more advanced weapons in the near future." ”

Anderson's eyes were originally bright, but when he heard the time behind him, his eyes dimmed again, which was equivalent to not saying that it had no effect on the unification of Quercus Xili.

"It seems that the only way to go is to go the way you started, you send someone to the eastern tribes and tell their chiefs that as long as they promise to surrender, we will keep their noble class!"

Anderson thought for a long time before giving his order.

Those nobles are selfish, as long as this is used well, coupled with the brutality of the previous attacks on the central and northern tribes, the deterrent effect on the nobles of those tribes is very great, and there is a high probability that the nobles of the eastern tribes will lead the entire eastern tribe to surrender.

The reason why they did not choose the southern tribes is also very simple, the southern tribes have the full support of the Ruoman Empire, they hold firearms in their hands, and the Ruoman Empire makes those nobles obedient and loyal more than the other three empires.

And the southern tribes, who have firearms, have the confidence and will not choose to surrender. Unlike the rest of the tribes, their nobility understood the benefits of power, and with the help of firearms, they could wreak havoc and exploit the common people at the bottom without fear of rebellion.

Once you find out, give a shot, and everything will be quiet.

……

"Chief, are you really going to say yes?"

A nobleman's face turned red with excitement, this is related to the future of the tribe, if he really agrees, then he will be subservient, not only is he not as free as he is now, but even his life and death are in the hands of others.

"What if you don't say yes? Can we compare to the southern tribes? They have the weapons of outsiders in their hands, and those weapons can kill one of the most powerful warriors of the tribe at the sound of a single sound! Once we confront the army of outsiders, we will end up dead! ”

The chief was also very excited, how could he not know the truth of what this nobleman said, but he knew that if he did not agree, in two days, his head and body would definitely be separated! The bloody methods of those outsiders to the nobles are too horrible to deal with!

"Of course, this matter still needs to be discussed with everyone, you go and tell those nobles, let them all make a choice, and the minority obeys the majority to decide."

The chief thought for a moment and said.

The next eastern tribe did not make much action, and directly took refuge in the Dawn Church, this situation is exactly the same as Anderson expected, most of the forces without confidence will eventually choose to protect their lives and pray for a stealing life, although this seems to be very timid and spineless, but in fact it is very rational.

Preserving oneself in the face of absolute power is the most correct choice.

"Get ready to attack! Let the slave soldiers fight the front! ”

Anderson decisively gave the order, and the army in front of him galloped towards the front in a scattered manner, this way of fighting was very inefficient, of course, the weapons in their hands were only wooden spears, which were the most commonly used weapons in the Quercus Xili, and now the foundry was not built, and it was already the biggest limit to be able to prepare a weapon for each of these slave soldiers, and there were fewer things made of iron.

The chiefs and nobles of the southern tribes watched from the rear of the battlefield, their heads raised proudly, like a proud swan.

They were sure to win the war, and when the time came, such a large number of slaves would be enough to exchange for more weapons, and when these outsiders unified the Quemu Xili, they would also see a farther direction.

After the next transaction, they will be able to form a powerful army of firearms, conquer the entire Quercus Xili, and establish a powerful slave empire, at that time, they will control the slave trade of the entire Quercus Xili, and their status will become the only nobleman in the Quercus Xili, controlling the life and death of millions of people.

Unfortunately, the next battle situation was not as optimistic as they imagined.

After the slave soldiers of the Church of Dawn had finished their first battle, they were strangled by the regular army that had been trained for a period of time, and their weapons were not wooden spears, but fine spears with sharp spear heads. This is a batch of weapons specially customized by the predecessor of the Dawn Church, Dawn Trading, when it evacuated the Yonzi Empire.

Firearms are made by specialized arms dealers, and all empires have strict control over this aspect, so not much of it can enter the market.

After the soldiers armed with well-armed spears had once again killed a large number of enemies, the combat effectiveness of the southern tribes had already begun to decline dramatically.

"No, send out the firearms army!"

The chief gritted his teeth and said viciously, this is the hope of the nobles of the southern tribes, and they have put all their hopes on this army.

The heavily armed firearms army went to the front of the battlefield and began to prepare firearms, using the most common T4 Maosui musket in the Ruoman Empire, which did not have a long range and was not very powerful.

When Anderson saw the opponent's firearms unit coming out, he immediately put the prepared wooden shield team in the forefront, which was very thick and could effectively resist the attack of bullets.

"Let the Musket ......"

Anderson was about to give an explanation, but the next scene left him dumbfounded, as the luxurious-looking musket team of the Southern Horde began to shoot.

It's just that the bullet didn't shoot, but exploded directly!

"All obsolete muskets?"

Anderson immediately understood, those profiteers of the Ruoman Empire actually sold the muskets eliminated by the army to this tribe, these muskets were supposed to be lifespan, although they could still be used, but after a long period of no care, they could not be used at all.

"What's going on!?"

The chieftain of the southern tribe sat on the ground, and the constant sound of the explosion in front of him and the screams of the strong soldiers who broke their palms under the explosion made the nobles of the entire southern tribe feel hopeless. (To be continued.) )