Although it will take at least a month for the lighthouse to have a preliminary appearance, from the moment Sazastan got the "tinder", he found a way to play the role of a lighthouse with the planning and creativity of a mage.

It allowed Father Irlan to find the best carpenter in the port of Tripoli, using several large logs, splicing a pole twenty meters long, and then Sazastan himself hung on it, in the dark, to provide light to the ships near the port of Tripoli.

This small speck of light was invaluable in the dark sea, even though it was only a few days before fishermen and merchant ships felt its benefits.

According to Father Ayran's estimates, the port of Tripoli is expected to provide at least 20 percent of the catch and commercial taxes next month.

In order to prepare houses and winter materials for the Austrian immigrants who will enter the port the day after tomorrow, Wu Xin has consumed more than half of the resources he brought at the beginning.

Yesterday Sazastan recently told him that Wu Xin was still bringing back some of the inhabitants from Zuwara, and Father Erlan was really a little blind.

He had done his best to make acquisitions, and he had barely arranged preparations to accept more than 1,000 immigrants from Austria, but he really didn't know what to do with this extra mouth.

After all, the scale of the port of Tripoli is too small, and it is really not enough to accept two new inhabitants from two sources at once, more than two thousand.

He had already had to put his doctrine on the nourishment ration of the knights and apprentices, and he had restored the supply of nutrients to the same level as on the island of Malta last month, so that the knights could barely maintain their health, and the promotion was entirely dependent on their own hard work and talent.

Of course, this caused great dissatisfaction among the knights and apprentices, although it was only restored to the level of the past, but after a period of good days when they could get help from foreign objects, and then returned to the hard days, everyone complained.

By showing Sazarstan's lighthouse, Father Erlan kept telling the knights and apprentices that the supply of nutrients would soon be restored.

So when he learned that Sazastan was going to "turn off the lights" early tonight, he was really a little anxious.

Tripoli is understaffed. Even the general manager, who was not always accompanied by his servants, hurried with a torch and felt that the temporary lighthouse on the cliff where Sazastan was located had been extinguished. I happened to see the two knights who were in charge of stabilizing the wooden pole, and they were slowly lowering the wooden pole.

"Hey, wait a minute." As soon as Father Erlan shouted, the two knights immediately stopped what they were doing, and he was in charge of administration during this time. has accumulated a lot of prestige, although the deduction of nutrients has greatly damaged his reputation, but before the conflict intensifies, no one will conflict with him.

Erlan ran under the pole and yelled at it, "Sazastan, what are you doing? Why turn off the lighthouse early?! ”

There was no response to Father Erlan's yelling.

Father Erlan's actions shocked both knights, and the general manager ate the heart of the mythical bear?

Soon, however, they realized that it was a mere occasional outburst, and Father Ellan immediately switched to the normal rhythm of pleading: "I know I promised you. I will build a laboratory in three months, the current progress is a bit too late, give me three more months, I will definitely build a laboratory for you, I will definitely do it, but you give me some more time. ”

"I'll give you a note, and you can light the lamp again! I'll do what I say! ”

Father Erlan's words made the two knights not know how to react, this seems to be a way to persuade children?

No, no, no.........

The two knights broke out in a cold sweat at the same time. Then control yourself with all your strength and don't think nonsense, that is the great Sazastan above, he will definitely read minds.

"And all the utensils in the laboratory, all for you to buy good things from Venice. Absolutely no need to fool you with Tunisian locals, what you saw last time was not for you............"

Sazastan has always used only the best goods, he has always been a picky master, but in the past he was improving, and now he is the same as the princess who resolutely does not want local goods, he is capricious.

He had been at the helm of Spain's finances for more than a decade. He knows best about Father Erlan's predicament, but he just refuses to give in to the problem of the laboratory, and constantly puts pressure on Father Erlan.

Father Erlan didn't know that Wu Xin and Sazastan had agreed on a plan to flank Amin, and no matter how Pastor Erlan shouted, Sazastan just didn't react, neither re-lighting himself nor making any sound.

"Don't make a fuss, let's light up first!"

"Please, please think about the immigrants who went to sea overnight because of your lights."

"You wayward mages, do you know how many fishermen are counting on this light to lure them home? And this light, you didn't make it alone, Lord Xibo went deep into the burning sea, and was almost gnawed by the ogre, and brought back the fire, why do you do whatever you want! ”

Father Erlan's mouth was dry, and he couldn't see the top of the pole clearly, and the more he talked, the more anxious he became, and at last he almost went crazy.

He hadn't been worried about Sazastan fighting him for executive power at all lately, the great demigod Lich Lord didn't want to worry about it at all, and Priest Erlan was becoming more and more convinced that he could secure administrative and general power.

However, power is never just a good thing, and it is really a precursor to a nervous breakdown that he has to arrange for the reception of various immigrants when he is extremely short of supplies and manpower, and on the other hand, he has to deal with the high-pressure demands of Sazastan.

He was so excited that as a priest with strong sense, like the two knights, he never found the two enemies that were close at hand.

"Are you sure? Sazastan is still on it? I know you have demonic eyes, but the other party is a demigod lich, and he can blind gods and demons, real gods and demons. ”

"Oh? Do you know where my eyes come from? Do you know that as early as fifty years ago, our Shan Hermitage Society was convinced that he had the opposite of the illusion system of spells, maybe he still has the means to deceive mortals, but he can't deceive me. ”

Unexpected valuable information brought a long silence, and it was a long time before the first voice spoke.

"But he must have spotted us, I know."

"Oh? Are you sure? You'll be enough to nail him alone, and I'll go find the cute little warlock. ”

………………….

Amin didn't use the Bloody Flesh Hook throwing ability again, only as a melee weapon.

He'll wait until he's more sure of it before using it.

It had been nearly half an hour since the battle began, and the migrants had been driven out of the battlefield, and most of the nomads had resumed their soy sauce fighting.

Once again, the real battle unfolds between the Knights Hospitaller soldiers and the half-ogres. The Knights Hospitaller had the upper hand at the beginning, and the equipment and morale of the half-ogres were obviously lacking, even if they had a physical advantage, they could not make up for it.

But Bulsha brought Amin more than just some food and drink, she provided limited but vital equipment.

"Whoosh!"

"Ahh

After a whirling sound. Another scream rang out.

The Ottoman Empire's long-standing connections in Tunisia paid off, with a well-maintained medium-sized spinning crossbow being able to come up with a well-maintained medium spinning crossbow in the warehouse of a gang of thieves in the Tunisian city of Gafsa.

Three Ottoman Ballista operators were also incorporated into Amin's ranks, and they were so skilled and methodical in their work.

Now every three minutes, a Knights Hospitaller soldier is badly wounded.

Although Ah Ming could see that soon there was a divine aura light up. He provided medical treatment to the soldiers who were shot, but he knew that this exchange would not last, and the other party had no choice but to take the initiative to attack the spinning crossbow.

In addition to the advantages of this medium-sized spinning crossbow, Amin was also pleased with the other help provided by the Ottoman Empire.

As the battle dragged on, Amin's confidence grew.

Although he couldn't fly, he had seen the ability of a demigod lich to gallop through the desert, and the best steed could always hang Sazastan at such a medium distance.

Sazastan if it can come. It was time to go to the battlefield now, and if that woman judged by Amin, she couldn't hold out for a minute in front of Sazastan, and she hadn't seen that terrible skeleton for so long.

It can only be said that the woman has lived up to the reputation of the Ottoman Empire, and she does have other hole cards to contain Sazastan.

After seeing the power of his flesh hook, the little warlock didn't dare to take the lead this time, and Ah Ming could see the female knight of Devreich, who had protected Wu Xin last time, and looked at her obviously old age, Ah Ming was convinced. In that battle, this stalwart samurai paid a great price to fight him.

This is natural, otherwise why is he called "core"?

Amin, like most ogres, dismounted, calmly moved on the very edge of the battlefield. Putting great pressure on the end of the Knights Hospitaller front.

The female knights of Devlich and Cassano would take turns to meet him with their flaming swords, and the two of them were either weak or in poor health, and every time they clashed, it was a great danger for them.

Especially after the "Secondary Flame Blade" dissipated, they all had to face Amin's unscrupulous all-out attack.

His strength is at the core level. However, his weapons, whether machetes or meat hooks, are only elite weapons in melee combat, but Cassano and Devreich are only mid-level longswords.

The bigger advantage is Ah Ming himself, he is in the advantage of strength, every weapon attack can expand his advantage, and the absolute advantage in physique allows him to exchange injuries for injuries without hesitation, while his opponents do not dare.

This time, Amin once again opened the middle door, raising the meat hook of his main hand and the machete of his deputy at the same time, and launched an unreserved attack to lure Cassano to attack him in the chest.

Cassano knew that if he attacked according to the opponent's intentions, then he was indeed likely to inflict heavy damage on the opponent, and he would be hurt in the second degree.

But such an exchange is something he can't afford, Cassano is not afraid of death, but one of Wu Xin's big goals of luring the enemy this time is to keep him alive, and Ah Ming must have the core-level nutrients he needs.

He can't live up to Wu Xin.

However, the apprentice of the nearby Knights Hospitaller did not accept Cassano's concession, he was one of Cassano's most loyal subordinates, and was eager to take the honor with his superiors.

The assessment of the situation made him anxious, and the medium-sized spinner crossbow that kept firing made him more and more irritable, and finally made a good choice.

He refused to let go of this opportunity, he repelled a half-ogre in front of him, and pounced in front of Amin to create a chance for Cassano.

He was more desperate than Amin and gave up defending more completely.

His intent was to block Amin's meat hook and give Cassano a chance to flank.

His actions were not considered suicide, as Amin would not hesitate to accept Cassano's life in exchange for his serious injuries, but the Brain Drinker was most likely unwilling to accept his life in exchange for being moderately injured.

However, the knight apprentice was wrong, and although Cassano saw him pounce and immediately followed up to launch a flanking attack, Amin did not withdraw the machete or meat hook as they had hoped.

"Die, Wild ........."

His roar was interrupted by Amin, and a stunningly long tongue full of barbs burrowed into his open mouth.

This terrible "tongue kiss" made Ah Ming resist the enemy in front of him at once, and the tongue flexibly cut through the soft throat and slice the large blood vessels behind the mouth.

Blood poured out of the back of the apprentice's neck.

Armin also calmly blocked Cassano's sword.

"Damn it!"

This dead apprentice was an Italian apprentice that Wu Xin held very seriously, and he brought Cormona apprentice and another priest who had just been performing "healing serious injuries" to come to his aid.

But they were a step slower after all, and only to see the brave apprentice fall limply.

In that priest's hand, the "healing of fatal wounds" was forming, and although this fourth-level divine technique would consume close to a hundred thalers' divine materials, it was still worth it to save such a brave apprentice.

At the same time, the magic in Wu Xin's hand was about to take shape.

'Is it a fireball?! So soon to be a stalwarf? Ah Ming recognized this spell, and he was very surprised by the increase in Wu Xin's strength.

However, he felt a burst of relaxation, in his opinion, Wu Xin Bacheng only had one "fireball technique", and it was better for him to bear it than for his subordinates to bear it.

There is no doubt that he will not die from the "fireball technique".

However, the situation was even better than Ah Ming imagined, and the next moment, the "healing fatal wounds" in the priest's hand and the "fireball technique" in Wu Xin's hand suddenly dissipated.

"Shut up!"

A familiar and distant voice sounded in the depths of Wu Xin's soul, and his connection with the Fireball Technique was forcibly interrupted, not only did he not release the magic, but this spell slot was also wasted.

I've dealt with Bursa so many times, and each time it's hard to distinguish friend from foe.

But for the first time, there was no room for confusion, and he tasted the power of the Silencer. (To be continued.) )