In order to evade detection, a magical fleet carrying the Atas nomadic army landed at night.

Further observation has revealed that there are three large 6 pieces of Mistara World. The locals call it Boone, Davania, and Scorsol. When Muhati was accidentally teleported from Markt City to Mistara World, he appeared on Davania 6.

The landing site was carefully chosen and is located on the edge of a desert on the Davania Big 6. It's close to Rajasthan, but it's off the beaten track, with rakshasas, asuras, and many other monsters from the Calamity era roaming here.

Since Sultan Malik was unable to repair his giant magic ship in time, the army had to take the recovered Gisyankee battleship. Limited capacity, it can only transport up to 20,000 people at a time. That's roughly one in two hundred and fifty of the city of Mistara that Muhadi had seen.

And there are at least dozens of such cities in the world.

Space travel is a new experience for the vast majority of Atas. Weightlessness and the sudden weight of entering the atmosphere make many people unwell, but fortunately no one dies as a result, most people just have sore legs and feet.

Horses and dejected camels were pulled from the magic boat, and children shuttled back and forth between the crowds and herds, carrying all sorts of small things that were not too bulky. It took almost a day and a night, and the baggage and mount were not fully transported. This is the most dangerous time for the nomadic army, but fortunately it is inaccessible and uninhabited.

The first time they set foot on the land of Mistara was a thrill for many people, and when they saw the river in the dim night, many kissed the land with excitement.

According to the legend of the Athas Elves, their ancestors once lived in the forest and built beautiful buildings in the forest. But most of the elves never saw a real forest in their lives, until this day.

It was nothing more than a grove on the edge of the desert, the trees were short and thin, and the leaves were withered and withered. But for them, it was already an indescribable paradise.

The Scorpion Tribe, along with several other tribes originally from the Tyre region, gathered together after landing. Their warriors were assembled according to their classes, mounted archers and mounted archers, chasers and chasseurs, archers and archers on foot. Doing so will make it easier for the chief to command and better wield his combat power.

But the newly converted tribes did not, and they remained around their chiefs according to the old tradition. The samurai on camels and horses were flanked by poor foot archers who were not even equipped with metal weapons.

The Witch King lent Muhadi the best equipment and the strongest of the Templars. But they had always been unlikable to the Buraku, and no one wanted to be around them at this time. Some Buraku people are superstitious and are afraid that staying around the caster will get moldy. So this small group of people was alone around their fires, and the surroundings were empty.

The Mantis people are not much better than them, these inhuman aliens are quite good, but they are notoriously moody and unpredictable, and no one wants to fight alongside them. Of course, few people are willing to fight against the mantis.

Seeing this, Fahd shook his head, "Any idiot can lead a team to defeat our rabble. He turned to his sister. The latter sat on the back of a white steed and watched the coalition forces from different tribes with a strained face. "I bet you that as soon as the battle broke out, half of the infantry was trampled to death by their own men. ”

"They won't. Fatoumah said in a stiff tone.

"Unless you inject a little discipline into them. Fahd shrugged. "If you are afraid of trouble, I will do it for you. ”

"You still want to be a chief, as long as I live, you're fine!" said Fatoumah's horse, sneezing.

"Are you hinting at something?" Fahd laughed. "But then again, I feel like I do need some compensation for myself. In order to side with Muhadi, I have to abandon my seat in Tyre. ”

"The whole tribe has decided to support Muhadi and break with Tyr, you just think, can you still be a councillor? Who do you represent?" Fatoumah disagreed. "Besides, you haven't reaped any benefits, didn't the witch king Malik reward you as a human woman?"

"Dildre, you say, she's a stunner. It is worth it for me to defect on the battlefield and tarnish my honor. Fahd said. "I've brought her with me, and you'll be able to see her useful. After all, she was originally a Templar warrior in Ram City, and she was still a good mage. ”

"Blasphemer Mage. Fatoumah noted.

"That's right, blasphemer. Fahd shrugged in an elven manner. "Does it matter? Spells are spells, no matter where they draw their energy, they just work. ”

"It doesn't matter, because I'm not going to use her in the first place. Fatuma said. "By the time you returned to Artas, I had figured out the terrain of the area and the hostile forces around me. That's more useful than ten blasphemer mages combined. Now, if you have time, go and fetch me the chiefs of the other tribes. It's more useful than staying here to annoy me. ”

"What if they won't come?"

"If you even need me to teach you this, then you don't have to show up in front of me. ”

"You will now be in your horde in an hourglass hour. Fahd bowed on horseback and replied in an exaggerated tone. "Chief. ”

After an hourglass hour, the elves did what they said they would, and really gathered all the chiefs of the tribes. Some chiefs were not happy with this arrangement, especially those tribes with old grudges against Scorpio, and they suspected that it might be a plot to wipe them out.

The big tent reverberated with the laughter, singing, and prayers of different races. Dancers dance, musicians rattle bells and squeeze air bags to create strange tunes, and singers sing ancient fire songs in obscure Old Elf language. In order to dispel the suspicions, Fatoumah ordered the servants to prepare date juice and various drinks, seasoned with strange spices. She also ordered all kinds of delicacies to be prepared.

Traditionally, guests who share water and food have the right to be protected. No one dares to harm them unless they are willing to discredit themselves. This tradition is rooted in the long history of commerce in Attas, where no tribe can make its own without having to trade with outsiders. Once the reputation is tarnished, the tribe often faces blockade and even ruin.

I hate this, thought Fatuma bin Abiad. These cowards who only know how to drink and make small profits, when I give me half an hourglass, I can cut their tribe to pieces.

Muhadi's teachings forbade believers to kill each other for no reason, and Fatoumah, though religious, wanted to "flex" whenever she encountered an unsatisfactory dogma.

A dozen different varieties of meat and grains were laid out on the carpet: lizard meat, bird meat, scarab beetle, shell beetle honey, etc., accompanied by camel meat with many spices. There was no luxurious Buraku banquet that was completely devoid of camels, and Fatoumah's cook made camel meat for four to eat. Although halflings and mantis people were also in attendance, there was no flesh or elven flesh here.

Fatoumah ate almost nothing, except symbolically dipping her lips into the cup. This is unity and unity, she said to herself. When I was a kid, I dreamed that the tribes in the desert would stop killing each other and unite together, which was what I fought for, why did it feel so boring?

In order to defeat the many enemies, for the sake of Muhadi, he had to do so.

Fatumah lifted the cup in his hand and struck it with a dagger. This attracted a lot of attention, but one halfling was still talking to the people around him, as if he hadn't heard it. He wore an apron and tunic made of animal skins, a necklace of animal teeth around his neck, and oil paint on his face.

Fahd noticed his sister's look in the eye and kicked the halfling. "From the tribe of Halflings with Strong Hearts...... Uh, tell me again, what's your name?"

The halfling said a swear word, and then said. "Elves, you've disturbed noble Thutmose!"

"If I don't shut up, I'll use you as a low stool. Fahd said, holding the hilt of the knife at his waist with one hand.

"Then you'll have to get yourself an iron ass. Not to be outdone, the halfling said. "If you dare to sit down, I'll cut your ass. ”

"Do you need to make yourself an iron head?" Fahd said, stepping forward. The halfling wanted to attack him, but the elves were faster than him. Fahd used a trick to get his opponent's attention, and then kicked the halfling over. Before the halfling could get up, the elf knocked him unconscious with the hilt of his sword.

His movements were faster and more subtle than before, and Fatuma took a qiē in his eyes. Compared to a year ago, everyone seems to have grown a lot.

"Let's toast to the upcoming victory!" said Fatoumah when the episode had passed.

"Cheers!" the crowd responded. Use your fingertips to dip a little flick from the cup into the air and the ground, and then drink it down.

"You are undoubtedly excellent samurai, each and every one of you. Fatuma said. "I think you all know that if you want to win, you have to know your opponent. ”

"Harry assures us that the enemy here is vulnerable. Some chiefs said. "Isn't he right?"

"Then you've got to get a chance to deliver a blow. Fatoumah raised her voice. "This is not Atas, we are standing in a strange land. If you lose the battle, where are you going to flee?"

"We won't lose the battle. Another chief said.

"Yes, we won't. Fatoumah agreed, and then the conversation changed. "The reason why I won't lose the battle is because I want to gather your forces and unify your command. ”

This caused an uproar, "We have concentrated our forces. A human with only one eye left and a mustache asked. "What more do you want?"

"Just a group of people gathered together is not an army. Fatuma said. "Only when different arms of the armed forces are organized separately and commanded in a unified manner can we call it an army. A scorpion can have two chelae and six legs, but it can only have one head. ”

"This can't be a plan to take away our military power, is it?" "Who's going to be the head? I guess you're going to nominate yourself, right?"

"Of course. Elf Girl said remarkably.

"Then why do we put the warriors of our tribe under your command?Who knows if you will send them to their deaths and send your own men to loot the spoils of war?" "Who said you are fit to command?An elf, or a woman, who also wants to command me?" "I recommend Berkel of the Quraiss tribe as a commander, he is the best at fighting!" "The chieftain of a strong-hearted halfling is suitable for war." "Everyone is gossiping, you say a word to me.

"I don't think this fainted chief is fit to be a conductor. Fahd kicked the halfling chieftain who had fallen to the ground.

Seeing the gang arguing loudly with different accents, the elf girl couldn't help but be angry. "Enough!" she exclaimed. "Shut up, and I'll make sure each of your tribes gets enough of the spoils. If you have any complaints, you can appeal to Sikadi afterwards, and I welcome you to give it a try!"

"As for questioning my war skills, which of you would dare to come out and fight me!?"

No one spoke, perhaps because the elven girl's angry appearance frightened them, or maybe they were afraid of Muhadi, who was behind Fatoumah.

No one, except one.

The one-eyed human tut-tch. "Look at you, why don't you speak? Do you really want an elf woman to command you? After all, she's just Harry's **, who gave her power over us? Want me to say......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Fatuma pounced on him like a female leopard. The two scimitars slashed at each other in mid-air, exploding a few sparks. The man roared with one hand and threw a punch with his knifeless hand. The elf girl cleverly grabbed the arm with a choke and pulled it out of the mortar. Then she hit the opponent's lower abdomen hard with her knee, and when the opponent fell to the ground, she stepped on the opponent's neck with one foot and shifted her weight to this foot.

This series of actions was completed in one go, and others only felt that the figure flickered, and the victory and defeat were divided.

"Unlike your mother, I'm not a **. Fatuma left the other man breathless, and his hands flapped weakly. "Muhadi and I, we are a couple! Do you understand?! If he is Bayi, then I am Bayan! He is the Sultan, I am Sutana! He is Hari, I am Khalina!"

(Bayan, su1tana is the feminine form of the words sultan, beyi.) The last word is Fatuma's fabrication. ）

"In general, I would kill anyone who dares to offend me like that. But you are my guest today, and I will spare your life. She relaxed the pressure on the other's neck a little, allowing the other to catch her breath. "From now on, every breath you take comes from my mercy, remember that!"

The elf girl looked around the crowd with a victorious gaze. "As your leader, I encourage you to question my decision. Just allow me to convince you. In front of me, you can ask any questions...... Except for the one I just discussed. Otherwise, this guy will be your fate!" she gestured to the humans beneath her feet.

No one spoke, "Forgive me for not daring." She whispered in a voice that no one could hear.

"Since you have no objections, then I will tell you about the preliminary plan. Fatuma said.

"In this world, the density of towns is much greater than that of Attas. And even the smallest city in the world is enough to mobilize a fairly large number of people to resist us. Her tone was full of confidence. "All we have to do is concentrate our cavalry and take advantage of it to plunder multiple outskirts at the same time in a short period of time. The Mistaras will be deceived by our movements, misjudging the direction of our attack and greatly overestimating our forces. ”

"Then, we lure out their main force and annihilate it in one go!"

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After standing on the wall and finishing his speech, Muhadi felt a sense of weakness. He walked briskly back to his room, intending to take a short break before heading to Mistara with the fleet of magical ships.

A diminutive figure stopped the Psychic Warlock halfway through. Muhadi recognized him as Ghash, a thief in Tyre who had followed him. After the expulsion of the believers from the city of Tyre, he came with the others to the city of Ulek.

"Is there something wrong?" Muhadi casually asked seeing the other party's strange look, as if he had something to say.

"Your Excellency, you have visitors. Gash replied, seemingly relieved.

"Who could it be?" thought the Psychic Warlock, who could be.

"Take me to him. Muhadi sued Sù Gash. The latter then led him in the direction of the guest room. On the way, Gash suddenly plucked up his courage and said to the Psychic Warlock, "Your speech is very good, my lord. I think it's simply unmatched. ”

"Thanks for the appreciation. But my spirit can sense that you have something else to say. ”

"That's right, sir. I followed you when I was in Tyre," Gash said. "But now I'm still poor, and I don't even have a half-official position. My lord, you can't. ”

"Go to Fahd, I guess he'll have a way to get you money. If he can't do it, come back to me. Muhathir said. "Now, who is the visitor to me?"

"I don't know, sir. He was masked. ”

In the guest room, the Psychic meets the masked guest. Unlike Gash, Muhadi could recognize the other person's identity even if he couldn't see the other's face.

"Aegis. Muhadi spat out the other man's name. "Are you here friend or foe?"

The Psychic Warlock Councillor of Tyre, a nobleman, and one of the Fathers of the Revolution, Aegis's expression under the viscarf was imperceptible. His mental fluctuations are also well hidden, and his emotions are not detected. "That depends on who you are. Should I call you a thousand souls, or should I call you Muhadi?"

It was a temptation, and Muhathir immediately realized it, dodging the question. "It doesn't matter what you call me, it doesn't change anything. You call me dinner, am I going to jump into the oven?"

Aegis seemed to be anticipating this. "I see you're doing well here. “

"If you're here to join me, I'll do better. Muhathir said. "Many psychic magicians have joined my army. Why did you choose to stay in Tyr?Didn't I remind you to remember who you are a long time ago?" the psychic warlock asked deliberately, tempting.

"You are indeed a thousand souls. Aegis said. "Unfortunately, I still like that young man. ”

"Are you here to mourn for him? Then it's time for me to go, for I have important business to attend to. ”

"No, I'm only here to deliver a message. Didn't you ask me why I didn't want to betray Tyr and stand with the psionics?well, for three reasons - Satilly. Aegis said. "Now, Sadiri wants to meet with you. Privately, in a neutral place. ”

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