He counted the warriors of Atas and selected 20,000 men from among them.

"No war is guaranteed to be won. He said to the Athas, "But there are wars that we deserve to win!"

"Do not be afraid, but follow, and I will show you the honor of the one true God. "Powerful psionic energy erupted from the psychic warlock's body, radiating in all directions. No one can brainwash tens of thousands of people at once, but the combination of psionic energy and the power of faith unleashes a terrifying and terrifying power. These people can be changed in a subtle way, and the effect is more long-lasting and stronger.

Is this the right thing to do?, the psychic asked his own heart. There is no compulsion on faith. This is what Sadiri the Coral Witch said, just as in the scriptures. But at the end of the day, the effect of psionic energy is no different from subtle speeches, persistent verbal hints, and charisma of a superior leader, all of which are to arouse the following of the crowd. If the result is the same, why can't the means be justified?

The nomadic warriors roared in praise of the First Cause, and their morale did not drop even when they fought against distant aliens and strange and numerous enemies. The effects of jihad are everywhere, and no one escapes its radiation.

"We act separately. On the high ground where everyone could not see clearly, Muhadi said to Selim. "Those who are not chosen are led by you to retreat to the north. The rest will be led by me to destroy the army of the Mistaras. ”

"You nomads don't listen to me at all, and any title given to me won't work. The former Templar said. "They obey only the orders of their own chiefs...... Even to you, they don't necessarily obey blindly. The Jihadist Army is a loose alliance, and these Mujahideen are all unruly. ”

"I'll let Fahd follow you. The Psychic Warlock said. "He has a lot of ways to make others obey, and the two of you together are up to the task. ”

"Bribery, flattery, compromise, exchange of benefits...... That's Fahd's approach. If you want me to say, this is not a real army at all. Selim is still complaining.

"Yes, that's the way. Or do you prefer whipping, beatings, reprimands? The Psychic Warlock said. "As for whether it counts as a real army...... Do not confuse our purpose, what we need is victory, not the army itself. ”

"Just do as you say. The former Templar finally relented.

"One more thing. Muhathir said. "It's Fatuma, and my psionic priests. ”

"What do you want them to do?"

"Don't you think Fatoumai's previous torture of the captives was too cruel?" the psychic man asked rhetorically. "Okay, now I'm going to end this qiē. ”

"I thought you said you wouldn't do anything that would undermine Fatoumah's prestige. ”

"I won't, and what I'm going to do next won't damage her tough image. ”

Shortly after Selim left, Fatoumah arrived. She gave the psychiocrat an eager kiss and asked. "Aren't we marching? Why are you calling us here now? Is something wrong?"

"You'll find out in a moment. ”

"I don't like you to sell off, sue me, immediately! I command you!" the elven girl asked, breaking away from the psychic sorcerer's embrace.

"Explain the doctrine. Muhadi replied to the elf girl.

The psionic priests walked up to the high ground where the psychic warlocks were standing one after another, and from this vantage point it was good to observe that the army was gradually coming out. These psykers from Atki City were talking, wondering why Muhathir had summoned them.

"I see what you are doing, my followers. The Psychic Warlock said. "I have to say, it's worth paying attention to. ”

"My lord, in Attas, the followers of the First Cause have grown tenfold and continue to spread throughout the desert!" replied a psionic priest, a look of pride in his voice.

"That's not what I'm talking about. Muhathir said. "I'm referring to what you're doing here. ”

"You!" the psychic sorcerer pointed to one of the psionic clerics. "Not long ago I heard you preaching to your followers, and you encouraged them to fight their way, didn't you?"

"Yes, my Harry. The priest who was pointed at seemed flattered, and replied in a slightly proud voice. "I educate them that the first reason is that they are both creators and destroyers!

Muhadi stepped forward and grabbed the psionic man's throat with one hand, lifting him off the ground. The latter could barely breathe and could not even speak. The other psionic priests looked at the Psiorcer in horror, not knowing what he was doing it for. Fatuma squinted his eyes with a thoughtful expression.

The man weighed at least fifteen stones, but Muhadi lifted him in the air like an adult lifting a child. Then, he clenched so hard that he squeezed the priest's throat like an iron hoop. The man tried to resist, but Muhadi relentlessly bombarded the other man's soul with his psionic powers. Soon, his brain was scorched, and blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes and mouth.

"You have committed a great sin and do not know it, priest. The Psychic let go of his hand, and the man's body fell limply to the ground. The other clerics involuntarily took a half step back, as if they were afraid of Muhadi. "The first cause does not need external objects to honor itself, nor does it need sacrifices. And you mistakenly think that blood and skulls can please it?! You have committed the grave sin of polytheism! Therefore you must be punished!"

"May Hell devour the souls of sinners!" said Muhadi, looking disdainfully at the corpse at his feet.

"May Hell devour the souls of sinners!" echoed the other psionic priests.

"I appreciate your enthusiasm in the crusade against the infidels!" the Psychic Warlock shouted, scanning the crowd until his gaze fell. "Fatoumah, you have won the favor of the First Cause and me...... But from now on, I want you to do more! I don't want the corpses of these infidels, I want their souls!"

"Use your power to convert them!" Muhadi commanded his psionic cleric. "I grant you permission to use the abilities of the Mind Seed. ”

"But Harry, the Mind Seed ability, if abused, can destroy the fabric of society. If there are too many people who think the same way, it will produce a serious self-perception disorder, and they ...... "A priest hesitates to raise an objection, his voice full of fear.

"Don't worry. Muhadi said simply. "Do as I say, the captives from now on. I want their souls to serve the one true God!"

The clerics looked at each other and finally declared yes and praised Muhadi's wisdom.

Wisdom?The Psychic Warlock thought to himself, fearing that his actions today had planted a dangerous seed for the future, which was definitely not wisdom. This can hardly be called mercy, although his original intention was to hope that the Mistara captives would choose to convert and live instead of being mercilessly slaughtered. If even one's soul is replaced by a mental demon, it is almost no different from death.

Historically, Muhati thought when the nomadic Mughal Empire conquered India. The brown-skinned Indians also caused a lot of trouble for the descendants of the lame Timur Khan. Theoretically, these brown-skinned six did not follow the teachings of the Prophet Muses or 'Isa and were not part of the Book. But out of necessity and out of mercy, the Mughal Khans distorted the scriptures and declared that they were equally treated as Scripture men. This laid the foundation for the Mughal conquest of almost all of India.

But it also brought risks, and the remnants of many old states made secession possible. Often, when the emperors were not dead, the governors of various places began to fight over the choice of the next emperor. Cause a never-ending civil war.

I hope my decision today won't be as bad as the one in history, Mohamadi thought to himself.

"For a moment, I thought you weren't happy with me killing a prisoner. Fatoumah's voice pulled the Psychic Warlock back from reverie to reality. "It turns out that you just want to take not only their lives, but also their souls at the same time. ”

"I really can't say I'd love to see you kill prisoners. Muhathir said. "But I'd rather not let others know about our differences in perception, so as not to have a bad impact. ”

"It's sweet, but I don't understand why you're upset about this. You are not a weak person, Muhadi, I have known this since the first day I met you. Fatuma said softly.

"Because it's not right. ”

"There's nothing wrong with that! We are the Athas! a people of fire and sand, blood and dust!" disagreed the elven girl. "There is nothing more natural than the strong destroying the weak. Do you think that if we were taken prisoner, the Mistaras would spare us? No, they would kill us too! ”

"I also don't think the Mistara will spare their captives, and that's one of the reasons why I don't approve of your approach. If we want to overcome our enemies, we have to be different from them. Muhathir said. "Moreover, compared to destroying the weak. I think it's the privilege of the strong to show kindness once in a while. This will help us achieve our goals. If you want to lead a crowd, you must be able to punch a person, and you must be able to lift a person. ”

"I don't need you to teach me how to be a chief. Fatuma said, approaching the Psychic Warlock and looking up into his eyes. "But I'll try to remember what you said. ”

She took one of his hands. "Now, let's go out with the army. ”

The movements of the Atas army were quickly detected by the Mistara, and although the scouts of the native army were driven away from approaching, their mages were undoubtedly able to monitor the movements of such a large force. As Muhadi had expected, the Mistara also began to move, and their army slowly assembled and left the camp.

Sometimes good generals are easier to deal with, because they are more rational and can be predicted, Mohamadi thought.

The 20,000 men deliberately slowed down, and it took a day to reach the edge of the raging river. Along the way, the Mistara scouts appeared on the distant highlands from time to time, and were all driven or killed by the nomadic cavalry.

Compared to Attas, this is undoubtedly a vibrant world. The fields and forests are teeming with all sorts of strange creatures, some of which resemble animals on Earth, while others are very unusual. The land here is overgrown with quirky ferns, as well as gymnosperms such as cycads, nirsans, stone pines, sheep's tooth trees, etc. One pond they passed was inhabited by brachiopods and three or four feet long prawns, odd prawns with a pair of eye stalks and forked tail fans, a mouth like a big hand, and teeth distributed like dense gears. Muhadi thought it was a bit like a combination of a lobster and a trilobite on Earth, only many times larger. Walking here, he almost had the illusion of walking on a Cambrian or Triassic Earth.

During the march, a rainbow appeared not far away, which was extremely eye-catching. It was an optical phenomenon that had never been seen before in the extremely arid Atas, and many soldiers were stunned by the sight. After some further progress, they found a large flock of strange birds in a wetland, red overhead, concentrating on catching and eating. "Behold, white crane. Muhadi pointed to the birds and said to Fatoumah. "The Mistara people think that these birds have a royal temperament. ”

"Standing on one leg and eating a lizard, what kind of royal demeanor?" the elf girl dismissed, and the bow was an arrow. Those white cranes flew up in fright as if they had seen a ghost. Some tribal warriors shot down a few of them, intending to roast them and taste them.

The Mistaras were puzzled by the Athas's division of forces, but they did not miss the opportunity. Slowly but calmly, the army squeezed the space of the Atas led by Muhadi, preparing to destroy them, and then open the way north to annihilate the remnants of the enemy.

The Psychic Warlock placed the Atas army with their backs to the river, and the next day, the army of the natives appeared before them, as if boundless, with long lines stretching out on both sides.

The Mistara made a tentative attack, but they were all shot back with bows and arrows. They lacked horses and horsemen, but they made up for it with a steady stream of manpower. The aboriginal soldiers went on a never-ending offensive in pairs, and every time one of them fell, the other made up for the decline in numbers with double madness.

The Mistara do not seem to have a uniform weapon setup and usage preference, so a variety of exotic weapons can be found here. For example, a horned shield with sharp horns sticking out from both sides, and a long sword on an iron gauntlet. Their fighting skills are also very strange, and they don't pay attention to formation and teamwork, and at most they only have combos with two people.

Not a few Atas died under this onslaught, but their bodies and ammunition were consumed. And the real main force of the Mistaras, the Kshatriya mages and warriors who sat on elephant sedan chairs, were still unharmed.

No fancy tactics, but almost invulnerable, almost.

"No matter what clever tactics you have prepared to defeat the enemy with one blow!" saw the tide of battle gradually deflect in an unfavorable direction. Fatoumah shouted in Muhadi's ear. "Now it's time to use it!"

"Wait, we'll have to wait until the Mistara are completely entangled. Muhadi replied.

Due to the more humid climate in Mistara, the strongbows in the hands of many Atas warriors had degummed after repeated use, and the firepower of the poured down on the enemy had decreased significantly. This change was immediately captured by the generals of the aboriginal army, and eventually, the Kshatriya warriors riding on whitewashed elephants were also dispatched. The ground shook slightly as the beasts moved forward.

"Now, it's time. The Psychic Warlock finished speaking, and then sent a signal with psionic energy. High in the sky, the two-headed eagle received the signal and went to rule over its mistress.

A denser tremor came faintly from farther away. Some of the Atas warriors got off their horses and put their ears to the ground to listen. "The cavalry is coming!" they shouted in horror. "Many, many, many, at least tens of thousands!"

When Fatoumah heard this, he took his bow from his back without saying a word. Then take the bowstring from the waterproof bag around your waist and put it on. "I'm going to stall for time!" she said to Muhadi.

"No, I don't have to. The Psychic Warlock said. "This is not reinforcements from the Mistara, it's ours. He put a hand on the elven girl's shoulder.

Fatoumah breathed a sigh of relief, "I said how could the Mistara suddenly gather so many cavalry, they are not good at grazing......"

"It's not cavalry either. The Psychic Warlock said.

The Mistara also seemed to sense that something was wrong and gave up the attack. The Kshatriya warriors on elephants turned back to their positions, some with arrows stuck behind their backs. There was a solemn atmosphere in the air, and large swaths of birds, as if frightened, flew up from behind Mistara's army like clouds.

Suddenly, galloping cattle rushed out of the small forest behind Mistara's army. These docile creatures seemed to be enchanted, their eyes red and their nostrils spewing rough, and they galloped tirelessly. The number of these animals seemed endless, rushing out of the rear of the army, and from the sky, it seemed to form a brown carpet.

Ordinary people could not see the sudden rush of cattle from the position of the Atas army, but they could see the sudden panic of the enemy army. "What's going on?" Fatuma asked, tilting his head to the Psychic Warlock. "What are they running away from?"

"The Great Druid Camilla used bio-pheromones to attract all these creatures called cows by the locals in the plains of the vicinity. Mohathir explained. She then used a parasitic fungus to make them poisonous and bite like towel. Mad cow disease? ”

She also altered their life messages to make them think that it was the season of migration, and that it was the only way to migrate. Mohathir said. "In Attas, in the green age, there was a creature called wildebeest that resembled these cows. The wildebeest are migratory animals, and they migrate in groups of millions every dry season. Camilla's grafting of wildebeest properties onto these herds seems to have been a success. ”

"Unbelievable...... "Elf Girl murmured, watching as the rampaging herd disrupted the formation of an army of hundreds of thousands. Some of the unfortunate people died under their hooves, and many more scattered in all directions. The Mistara army was in complete disarray.

"What about their mages?, why don't they cast spells to stop these beasts?!" Fatuma was still puzzled. "Can't their archers stop these cattle from approaching?How can an army be defeated by a pack of wild beasts?!"

"There is a cloud in the Rig Veda, and the sacred cow Nandi is the mount of the great god Shiva. Not only that, but the beings in the beliefs of the Black Celestial and many other Mistara people also took the form of a cow. They believe that there are as many as 330 million gods and goddesses in a cow. Muhadi paused. "And in their teachings, it takes eighty-six rebirths for a demon to become an ox, and one more to become a human...... Killing these animals is an unforgivable felony for them. ”

"How foolish, these fetishists. Elf Girl blinked her big almond-yellow eyes. "I can't believe we won in this way today. ”

"But," Fatumah warned Muhadi, as if suddenly remembering something. "What does that druid Camilla you just mentioned have to do with you?" she looked at the Psychic Warlock with a suspicious look.

"The relationship between deceiving and being deceived. The relationship between exploiting and being exploited. That's all. Muhadi replied frankly, and for the time being, the Mistara seemed to be not going to hold on. Their armies were divided, dispersed. Those who were lucky enough not to die or be injured also became overwhelmed, and had to choose to run aimlessly towards safety.

"Nothing makes me happier than watching the enemy perish, Muhadi. Fatumah said to the Psychic Warlock. "When these beasts are done, you should drive them away, right?"

"Actually, I can't get rid of them. Muhati replied honestly. "These animals are very simple-minded, driven by pure instinct and cannot be swayed by psionic energy. ”

"What?" Fatuma felt incredulous. "And will these beasts bypass our people?"

"I don't think it's likely, they're too low in intelligence to tell the difference between one group and another. And we're just on their way to migrate. ”

"And what are you going to do?!" Fatoumah asked nervously.

"Don't worry, today, I have to show a second miracle. After speaking, the Psychic Warlock turned to face the river behind the Athas army and stretched out his hand. "Look, our way out. ”

As if affected by some incredible force of nature, the originally raging and open river was suddenly cut off from it, splitting its way. Following Muhadi's outstretched hand, a straight path had emerged, cutting through the riverbed to the other side. On both sides of the road, the river water hundreds of feet high seemed to be blocked by some transparent wall, and not a drop fell.

The river was divided.

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