Chapter 195: Connective tissue group cutting
Ullani was really shocked!
No one knows the strength of these two clans better than her.
The five major Slinger clans of the wasteland, of course, can't be one heart.
She sent out a fake war letter to confuse Martin, and turned around and immediately dispatched two clans, which indeed meant to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack. The deeper idea was to let these two powerful clans, second only to the Blood Ravens among the five major clans, test Martin's strength.
If the Winter Wolf and the One-Eyed Clan win, it proves that the Grand Duke is nothing more than a faΓ§ade. She will immediately do everything in her power to fight Lorrainburg again, and capture this 'civilized man' who dares to challenge her majesty and try to encroach on her territory, and cut off his head and sacrifice it to the Chaos Gods.
It would have been acceptable if Martin had given them a hard lesson, weakened their forces, and made them come back in disgrace. Because for a long time to come, One-Eye and Panu will become more behaved.
Either way, it was a victory for her, Ulani.
But in her plan, there is no possibility that the two major clans will be directly beaten to extinction.
Now even she was so shocked that she jumped up on the spot, speechless for a long time.
She glanced at the other two chiefs, and everyone knew that there was a big problem.
When more of the one-eyed routs returned, Ullanee received further and more confusing information:
"The ships of the Bakarians are terrible! There are cannonballs flying down from the sky. One shot killed a bunch of people. β
"Their ships look like merchant ships, but they breathe fire and open fire. β
"There were huge wooden sticks on board, and as soon as the stick came down, our boat shattered. β
Two days later, Ulani waited for a Slinger who had been captured and released. He brought with him the belongings of the two chiefs, as well as an even more terrible piece of bad news.
"Great Chief, we want to avenge our chief, not only did they die in battle, but their heads were cut off!"
"In order to survive, Nubenba's group of guys actually killed their own compatriots, and they also turned their backs on the four gods of chaos and joined the camp of order!"
This time, none of the chiefs sat still.
If the Bakaria were simply killing and claiming land, they exiled Slingers might still be twisted into a rope, but now the other party has actually offered a new way out, which is undoubtedly a comprehensive impact on Slinger's culture and beliefs, and it is also a poisonous plan to break its foundation.
For a moment, Ulani's heart was as cold as the ocean, and after a long time, she suddenly looked up: "Send scouts! I need all the information of that damn Grand Duke! How many soldiers he has, how many civilians he has, what abilities he has, his character, I need to know everything about him." β
At the same time, the news of Martin's total annihilation of nearly 20,000 Slingers spread throughout the kingdom like wings.
"Wow!
"The god of war deserves to be the god of war!"
"There is no more general in the whole of Bakaria than Martin!"
"It's a pity he's not a knight. β
Envy, jealousy, sour irony, heartfelt congratulations, anyway, it doesn't prevent Martin from being the focus of the whole kingdom again.
In the last few hundred years, the kingdom has been fighting with the Ggent orcs, the nail that was nailed to the heart of the kingdom. Those damned pirates always sneak around to burn and loot when the kingdom is at its worst.
They seldom went far inland, and basically followed the coastline, at most about twenty kilometers into it, and each time they looted, killed and set fire to the knights before they arrived.
hated the Bakarians so much that the kingdom was forced to fight in naval battles, and organized naval encirclement and suppression several times. Either they ran for half a day and couldn't catch anyone, or they divided their troops, and then they were surrounded by countless barbarians with boat sea tactics, and directly boarded the ship to destroy the Bakarians.
He also returned the shipload of corpses back to the nearest port to Kurt.
Where, like Martin, cut off half directly at sea and half on land.
It was said that if 20,000 Slingers washed ashore, no amount of Martin artillery would be enough.
It is also said that Martin is shit luck, and he can intercept the enemy's main force with slow armed merchant ships in the vast sea.
So, is it really luck?
In the middle of winter, no one wants to go out in the cold wind. Martin sat in the recliner in the Lord's Mansion in Lorrainburg, enjoying the warmth of the fireplace and the service of the little maid Susan.
Susan, who held the Lorraine ballista in both hands, is now more and more proficient.
Martin stared at a strand of black hair in his hand.
"There are fools who think I'm just lucky. Martin smiled.
Martin relied on connective tissue group cutting of the head β well, that's what it meant to be a haircut.
What kind of special effects will the ability of [Split Fruit] and the scattered hair strands have?
The answer is perception.
Martin found that since he came to this world, his hair growth has become very slow, about 2 centimeters a year. At the same time, hair has become a part of the body that can be clearly perceived.
Beyond 200 feet, Martin can't control his hair, but he still has a sense of his broken hair.
The induction will of course weaken with increasing distance.
Martin secretly did a small experiment, leaving a large handful of hair in Lorrainburg, and as a result, he went to the city of Kot hundreds of kilometers away, and could still clearly sense the presence of hair.
This kind of induction is unique to him all day and earth.
Even if he handed the hair to Maritru, the leader of the Bakaria witches, she couldn't see anything wrong.
This time he had the goblin Peri infiltrate the wasteland by sneaking his hair into the belongings of the various chieftains of the wasteland, among the valuables of the barbarians of the various clans, and on the ships of the Slingers.
Barbarians also have black hair, not to mention, who would pay attention to so many little hairs?
Martin has so much hair, and it is no exaggeration to say that the entire dynamics of the wasteland barbarians are now in his hands.
Martin is very satisfied with the current situation, and waits for the beginning of the next spring to officially launch a strategic war against the wasteland.
Martin gently stroked Susan's head and smiled, "Well done, my little maid, now give you candy." β
After that, the joy in my heart turned into a torrent and was all given to Susan.
Susan, who was fed a large mouthful of deoxyribose, swallowed it all with great difficulty. It's just that she is no longer the little girl who hates or fears the murder of her father's enemy, and now she is just a trophy lady who worships heroes.
"Now, master, will you take me to the wasteland next year?" said Susan, who climbed up, with a flattering smile on her face.
"If it's a march, no. There can be no woman in the army, unless that woman can fight better than most men, otherwise the morals will be very bad. β
Susan's eyes dimmed: "Well, there's no way." β
Martin smiled: "But I'm playing offensive defense, and every time I build a castle, I'll let you come." β
"Thank you, master!" said the little maid with great joy.