Chapter 33: A Lord Falls from the Sky
After understanding the complicated situation in the mistake, Yang Ling began to take precautions. Instructing Goode to quietly accumulate important supplies such as armor, weapons, and food, he took the time to go to the barbarian tribe and the elven tribe, and recruited a hundred barbarian warriors and fifty elven archers again. Together with the hundred Orions recruited in the town of Wisson, he had hundreds of guards at his disposal.
After repeated consideration, in order to improve combat capabilities, Yang Ling divided many samurai into swordsman battalions, cavalry battalions, forward battalions and bow battalions. Among them, the swordsman battalion and the cavalry battalion were commanded by Cassie, and the forward battalion and the archer battalion were temporarily led by himself.
In addition, at Good's suggestion, Yang Ling also set up a logistics battalion to be responsible for the supply of weapons, armor, grain and grass, etc., under the personal command of Goode. As a former chief of the imperial reserve, Goode was extremely familiar with the affairs of army logistics, and the logistics battalion was quickly on the right track under his command.
With more than two hundred fierce barbarians, more than one hundred elven archers, and nearly three hundred high-level swordsmen, coupled with the majestic castle and the army of demonic beasts that were beginning to take shape, Yang Ling believed that unless the enemy sent an army of tens of thousands of people to attack, it would be absolutely difficult to attack. The only regret is that there are too few magicians, and there are only five people counting Gude and Sophia together, otherwise, they will be even more fearless.
Originally, Yang Ling also thought about expanding the scope of the Lost Trace Array to the entire castle, but after carefully calculating the required crystal nucleus, he had no choice but to give up. Weisen Castle is too big, and without more than 100,000 demonic beast crystal nuclei, it is absolutely impossible to build a huge Lost Trace Array.
It is unrealistic to hunt or buy hundreds of thousands of Warcraft crystal nuclei, and he pins his hopes on the spar, hoping to have a crystal mine of his own one day. At that time, not to mention the Lost Trace Array, even if the Spirit Gathering Array is expanded to the entire castle, there will be no problem.
After explaining the matter clearly, Yang Ling began to retreat and cultivate. Recently, he felt as if he had reached a bottleneck, as long as he rushed over, he believed that he would be able to advance to the intermediate spirit witch.
In order to ensure his safety during the retreat, he ordered Agusu to lead his personal guards to guard the courtyard where he was located, and summoned all the horned bee beasts, evil eyes, unicorns, and deadwood warriors to protect the Dharma for himself.
Now that the situation in Weisen Town is getting more and more complicated, no one knows if there will be any top masters or heavenly list killers sneaking in, and he doesn't want to be stabbed in the back by others when he is cultivating.
After sitting down cross-legged, looking at the dead wood warriors who had turned into ancient trees around him, and then looking at the sapling of life that was already a person tall not far away, Yang Ling's heart moved, trying to use two minds, while using the magic power in his body, while silently reciting the psychic mantra. Slowly, not only did the thick aura of heaven and earth penetrate into the body, but the surrounding big trees and the ancient trees that the dead wood warriors had turned into also emitted wisps of faint green light.
Under the emptiness of the spiritual platform, he felt that the aura of heaven and earth pouring in was becoming more and more majestic, and the green life energy he absorbed was becoming more and more vigorous. After the two energies are mixed together, they automatically follow the trajectory of the mystery, one circle after another, and the speed is getting faster and faster. Every week of operation, the bones and tendons are tempered.
As time passed, Yang Ling felt as if he was flying through the clouds. Slowly, the whispers of the barbarians disappeared, and the sound of Lin Hai's 'bang, bang, bang' in the distance also disappeared, and his consciousness became more and more confused. If someone passes by, they will find that his body is sometimes red, sometimes dark green, sometimes slowly fades, or even disappears in place.
I don't know how long it took, after a cold wind with pieces of snowflakes blowing, Yang Ling felt a trace of coolness and slowly opened his eyes. I saw a little snowflake in the sky, the Truss Forest in the distance was snow-white, and the ancient trees turned into dead wood warriors beside him were also covered with snow.
Winter has finally arrived!
As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt that the entrance to the courtyard was crowded with people. When I went out, I saw Cassie, Sophia, and Mulberch all anxiously walking back and forth, and everyone was basically here.
"Yang Ling, you finally came out, if you don't come out again, something will happen!" As soon as Yang Ling opened the wooden door, the dwarf Rumi who was walking around shouted loudly, "Poor I haven't drunk alcohol for almost a month, my God, who is more pitiful than me?"
Looking at the dwarf Rumi with a sad face, Yang Ling shook his head, "Why are you crowded here, what is going on?"
"Yang Ling, the Night Primrose Tavern has been smashed!" Seeing that Yang Ling finally walked out, Sophia threw herself into his arms desperately, bursting into tears. If she hadn't known that he couldn't be disturbed while he was meditating, she would have rushed in a long time ago.
Nightshade Tavern smashed?
Yang Ling was surprised, in Weisen Town, is there a guy who doesn't have long eyes who is so bold?
Could it be that what kind of lord?
Yang Ling was puzzled, and his face was gloomy. Soon, under Goode's explanation, he knew that he had not guessed wrong.
It turned out that he spent a whole month and a half on this retreat. Just half a month ago, a nobleman named Steve brought a black armor army of 3,000 people, claiming to be the lord of Wessen Town, canonized by the king of the Bantu Empire. He declared that from now on, the town of Wieson would be his personal domain within a radius of 5,000 miles.
As soon as he arrived in the town of Wissen, Steve, the so-called lord, set off a stormy storm of blood, slaughtering mercenaries and adventurers from the Rus' Empire. And the forces of the Rus Empire were not willing to give up, and after hiding in the Truss Forest to recover, they came out from time to time to assassinate Steve's soldiers.
All of a sudden, many people died on the streets every day, causing panic in the entire town of Weisen.
Maybe it was because the black-clothed warrior who was the vanguard suffered a big loss last time and didn't dare to act recklessly, considering Yang Ling's huge strength, or maybe he thought that the time had not come, and Steve didn't dare to deal with ordinary townspeople blatantly at the beginning. But after expelling the power of the Rus Empire and grasping the overall situation, he finally showed his wolf tail and began to collect taxes from house to house.
There are taxes on business, on logging, on hunting, and even on Steve, the so-called lord, who does not even spare babies who are still nursing, and levies a poll tax. Even if an old man is dead, as long as he has not been buried, he still has to pay a poll tax, and he will be extorted violently. Without Yang Ling's support, although the townspeople were angry, they all dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.
At the beginning, Steve didn't dare to hit Yang Ling's attention, but as he received more and more crystal coins, his appetite grew. First of all, I fell in love with the booming night evening tavern.
One night, under the pretext that there was a dead fly in the rum, several Blackarmor soldiers beat up the bartender John, and even tried to insult the young and beautiful waitress. After being stopped by the guarding barbarians, hundreds of neatly clad black-armored soldiers suddenly rushed out of the darkness and frantically attacked the guarding barbarian warriors. Fortunately, Cassie arrived in time with his army after hearing the news, and snatched out the panicked waitress and the seriously injured barbarian in time.
Although they rescued the people, the Nightshade Tavern and Distillery were smashed to pieces, and the mob Black Armor even shamelessly threatened to arrest people in Wisson Castle.
Arresting people at Wisson Castle?
"Hehe, good, what a powerful lord!" Yang Ling smiled coldly as he hugged Sophia, who had spent countless efforts on the Night Primrose Tavern and Brewery.
There are two kinds of wicked people in the world, one is that after being taught a harsh lesson, they will hold their tails and become human beings in the future, and the other is that after being taught a lesson, they not only do not repent, but they will become even worse and will not shed tears when they see the coffin. Obviously, this bullying lord is the guy who doesn't cry when he doesn't see the coffin.
After pondering for a moment, Yang Ling thought of an idea to fight back, a brilliant idea.
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