At the same time as the Macedonian siege was being made, a Macedonian camp was stationed on a hillside outside the town of Boulder. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 On the lookout at the top of the info camp, a tall and emaciated figure stood at the forefront.

The man was dressed in a thick bearskin robe, but his body was extremely thin, he had no armor or weapons, and even on his head he wore a strangely shaped pointed hat, and a row of silver ornaments hung diagonally from the back of the hat.

His face was quite handsome, but his overly thin face was a little sickly pale, and his blue-green eyes were extremely rare on the mainland. Judging from his appearance, this man was no more than twenty or thirty years old, but at this moment he was standing by the lookout, with an inexplicable majesty in his eyes.

Behind him were a dozen strong men in Macedonian uniforms, each in fine armor, armed with a tomahawk and scimitar, and carrying a specially made Macedonian round shield behind their backs. A body of rough and strong muscles, with a very explosive sense of line, looks fierce and wild. They were tall and mighty, very different from the Northwest of the Empire and the steppe people, and it was easy to distinguish their identity.

The dozen or so Macedonian warriors stood behind the man, their expressions were unusually deferential and awe-inspiring, and even when the man looked out, none of these warriors dared to show a half-relaxed look on their faces.

In the morning, the young nobleman looked out over the battlefield, the towering hillside and the camp providing an excellent view of the scene.

At this moment, the garrison at the head of the city was shooting the Macedonian army with bows and arrows and heavy crossbows, and he watched the continuous casualties of the Macedonians, but there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, not even his eyelids blinked.

"Blood-stained war, it's so barbaric and boring every time......"

The young nobleman sighed slightly, but there was undisguised indifference in his eyes, he was shaking his head, and when he was about to step down from the lookout, he suddenly saw a dark cloud covering the city wall, and his eyes suddenly flashed a trace of essence!

Then a few thunderbolts fell, and the Macedonian front film army suddenly became chaotic, seeing this, the noble man's eyes were a little surprised, but then he immediately returned to his usual demeanor.

"Pass my military orders and let them retreat!"

After staring for a long time, the noble man finally withdrew his gaze, and with a wave of his slender and slender fingers, he said to a warrior beside him.

The man immediately received the order and ran down the lookout as fast as he could, and soon a loud trumpet sounded in the camp......

By the afternoon, when the Macedonian army had returned to its garrison, the young nobleman had never come off the lookout. He was now sitting on a large chair covered with huge animal skins, and a guy dressed as a Macedonian officer stood beside him.

"Kakar, you led the army this morning, right? Tell everyone that you don't need to storm again for the next two days, just hold this town. Let our warriors rest well, and the next time we attack the city, I will personally lead the troops into battle!"

"But, my lord, your status is noble, how can you be rash ......?"

The young nobleman frowned, a sneer appeared on his face, turned his head to look at the Macedonian officer, and said with a smile: "What, do you have any objections to my orders?"

The guy named Kakar was touched by his cold eyes, and his heart suddenly felt a little chilly, and then he thought that although this noble man was extremely noble, his temperament was very strange, and his mood was even more impermanent, so he couldn't help but bury his head deeply, and quickly nodded and said, "No, no, I'll do it......"

After saying that, Kakar didn't dare to raise his head, and was about to retreat.

"Wait......"

The young nobleman snorted coldly at this time, looked at the officer's eyes, and suddenly had a somewhat gloomy look on his face:

"Speaking of which, there are magicians in the other party's garrison, and you haven't even checked out such important information?"

Kakarton's whole body softened, knowing that today's siege defeat was indeed his responsibility, and he thought that this big man had always hated his subordinates for not doing things well, and he had always punished his subordinates very harshly. Either he was executed by military law or the whole family became slaves, so he could only hold back the fear in his heart, and simply gritted his teeth and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "It is the subordinates who are derelict in their duties, and the subordinates are willing to accept the punishment of the adults!"

The young nobleman smiled coldly, but there was an indescribable coldness in his tone:

"Dereliction of duty, Commander of the Kakar Banner, do you know that because of your dereliction of duty, our side has lost thousands of Macedonian warriors on the battlefield today! After all, this is the first time I have led a soldier, and thousands of lives have fallen like this, which really makes me very sad......

Although he said this, there was no hint of sadness in his tone, and he just shook his head nonchalantly, and his expression became very strange. Then spread out his right hand flatly, and a dark green ball of fire appeared in his palm!

"Look, this necromantic aura is very thick!"

The young nobleman seemed to have fallen into a state of confusion, squinting his eyes and carefully holding the green flame in his hand, staring carefully at it like a treasure. Then he approached the flame, and almost pressed the faint green flame to the tip of his nose without noticing:

"Still, I like the smell of blood...... Kakar, what do you say?"

Kakar is just an ordinary officer, and he has not been following this adult for a long time, where have I seen his strange demeanor?

He suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and he couldn't say half a sentence anymore.

But soon, the young nobleman's eyes opened, and he said in a cold tone:

"Kakar, the commander of the third regiment of the sixth army, was ineffective in combat, resulting in the loss of thousands of soldiers in the third regiment, according to the laws of the kingdom......"

His tone was somewhat odd, as if he enjoyed Kakar's look of fear. After a pause for a long time, he suddenly smiled softly before continuing: "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to kill people anymore, and only increase the necromantic qi in this valley."

You, the commander of the banner, will do it first, and if there is a bad attack tomorrow......"

The young nobleman's tone was soft and peaceful, but Kakar shuddered when he heard it, and he hurriedly said loudly: "Tomorrow, Kakar will fight to the death, take Boulder Town, and make meritorious contributions!"

"It's the same old thing again, I don't know how much I've heard from others...... Go down!" The young nobleman seemed to have lost interest in speaking again, and just waved his hand, his face already turned to the side.

As if he had been granted amnesty, Kakar hurriedly got up from the ground and got down the lookout by holding on to the handrail on the wooden ladder.

The young nobleman looked indifferent, seeing that the sky was approaching dusk, and the setting sun was reflected obliquely on the camp, and a few rays of the residual sun also shone in.

"Sure enough, the remnant sun is like blood, but this sky is full of scarlet, I don't know which side of the blood is dyed, haha......"

The young nobleman leaned on the side of the stage, as if talking to himself, and suddenly smiled after a while. The five fingers pressed together, and the dark green flame in his hand was like smoke, and it was suddenly overflowing along the cracks of his fingers.

“...... Magicians of the Empire of Light?I wonder what happens to me, a Macedonian shaman?!" (To be continued.) )