"Quick! Don't be lazy! This is working for your own village, and when the time is over, you will die! This is the last salvation that the merciful Lord Hector has prepared for you!" the caller was dark-skinned, and a black leather whip crackled in his hand, "You've all heard about the demons, right? They don't care what you do, even if you can grow gold in the soil, they won't give you the slightest chance to live!"

"Lord Paladins who believe in the Lord of Firemane are also going to fight in other more dangerous places, and now only the benevolent Lord Hector and yourselves can save you and your village. ”

The civilians who had been forcibly recruited by the army were wielding their tools to dig a trench in the hard ground, and from here they had to dig all the way to a lake twenty kilometers away, and when the time came to completely connect the lake with the main trunk of the Nimu River at the other end, a few low-level mages enshrined by Hector could use their magical power to expand the trench into a canal large enough to transport supplies to the troops.

The army on the other side is not idle, the demon's guillotine has been put on the neck, and they have to weigh how miserable they will die if they want to be lazy. The better-fed and sturdier soldiers also worked with several druids to gather and transport rocks and build forts. A tributary valley from here to the central plain has been destroyed by alchemy bombs, and the crumbling rocks have been transported to the higher terrain to build forts by simply carved transport channels and tamed large animals.

Tens of thousands of people worked together, relying on the method that Master Hector's scholar learned from the Black Dragon Territory to divide responsibilities, and in just half a month, this fortress, which was supported by several territories, laid a solid foundation and simply built a perimeter wall.

"Mr. Mihir, where is Mr. Mihir?" The general in brown leather armor had a solemn face, and hurriedly rushed into the construction site with one hand on the hilt of his sword, and after finding the dark-skinned engineer, the powerful warrior who commanded a warband immediately lowered his voice and asked: "The spies have come to report, the demon has appeared in the Hohentodd jungle, and the Knight of Kelk has entrusted his young son to the spies, when will our fortress be officially put into use?"

"Horntodd Jungle ......" Mihir, who left the Black Dragon Territory and turned into a scholar engineer, brushed away the blueprint and spread out a simple map, "There is no other territory between Horntodd and the Vaal Swamp that can stop the demon army, and it only takes about fifteen days to break through to the Vaal Swamp after capturing the Knight Lord's Knight's Domain......"

"Uncle-sama Ike, I wonder how long the Kelk Knight can probably resist the infliction?" Mihir put away a hearty smile, and his dark and emaciated face looked very serious at the moment.

"......" Ike was silent for a moment, and said dryly: "Kelk is a knight I brought out, and I know his strength very well, even if he fights desperately...... It won't take more than five days. ”

"Where are the mages of Lord Hector?"

The mages who were supposed to come here to cast spells and build a fortress were all unable to retreat, and when asked, Ike's face froze, so he had to say according to the information he had received: "They unfortunately encountered a demon during the battle, and they are still recuperating from their injuries. ”

"It's only been twenty days, and the soldier is not a craftsman, and when the craftsman comes to estimate that the demon has also been killed here, what about the Church Army of the Firemane King?" Mihir sneered twice, put away the map and took out the design again, studied it, and after sketching it with a charcoal ruler for a long time, he couldn't bear to take out a blue and blue medal with a black dragon head from his personal pocket and handed it to Ike who was embarrassed on the side, "Take it, then go, I know that it was a mistake to accept Hector's invitation in the first place, this is my most precious thing." ”

Mihir stretched out his hand, and the medallion made a small noise on the simple wooden table before stopping in front of Ike, "Let people take it to the south of Sig City, on the hill outside Sig City you can find Lady Merrell in a red dress, she is a very powerful female spellcaster, with her help, this castle can be built overnight." ”

"All the people of the Nimu Valley will remember what you have done today. Ike looked happy, he had also investigated the identity of this Mihir scholar, according to reliable sources, this dark-skinned scholar had been famous on the northern coast of the giant sea before he became an honorary scholar of the Black Dragon Lord's library, and he couldn't help but be knowledgeable and have a wide range of friends, and even he had not enacted laws in several small countries that suited their national conditions, if it weren't for Lord Hector who had sold this sea viewing scholar a face when he was studying in various places before, ordinary people really wouldn't have invited him.

In Ike's opinion, Mihir's background is so extraordinary, and the spellcaster who has to worry about the price is probably not an ordinary person—maybe it will be an archmage who has stepped into the legendary model!

If you can keep this archmage, not to mention defense, counterattack is possible!

In his excitement, Ike clutched the medal and ran away, his mind now full of how to persuade the archmage, so focused that he didn't even doubt that he had an all-encompassing attitude towards Mihir today.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Lady Merrell's spellcasting ability is quite powerful, I hope you enjoy it. ”

Another few days passed, and the men sent by Ike to invite Merrell had not returned, and Horntodd had completely fallen, and the eight thousand Nubien Church troops who had rushed to support had been shamefully scattered by a thousand demons who had no formation to speak of, and only three of the forty Templars who led the team survived, and the remaining thirty-seven were all killed.

On the day the news came back, there was a disturbance at the construction site where Mihir was, and some of the lords who came with private troops actually instigated others to launch a camp mutiny.

When the news of the annihilation of the 8,000 Church Army returned, the Nubien Church responded immediately, and the two paladin legions that had been guarding the Church headquarters left the Epping Fort under the leadership of a high-ranking Church and rushed towards the Nimu River Valley. Dead people are not terrible, although it is a pity for the 8,000 church army, it is not a bone-breaking loss, and the authority of the Firemane King, which the Nubien church leaders do not want to see, is questioned in this matter - the apostle of the gods will be defeated by a mere demon?

Believers don't care what is wrong with your gods, not responding to the prayers of the devout disciples is already very panicked, and if it continues like this, it will not be a matter of damaging the face of the church, not to mention that this is a powerful demon, even if it is a portal that leads directly to the plain of blood Nubion, the holy warriors have to go in!