That night, the friendship between Lord Vincent and Bishop Bellman was one step closer.

The bishop is a very reasonable elder in the face of interests.

Paper gold was only the first step, and the bishop was well aware that this young demon lord had more ideas.

Be an initial supporter, and you will never lose.

As long as this demon prince is in the land of the human race, he needs the support of the people.

To gain support, he can't do without the church where people say they believe.

Divine support is the rarest and most effective support, as long as the banner of the church is raised, the people will bow to it, and the territory can naturally be stabilized.

As for the lofty goals that the lord expects to eat, cloth, and happiness, let him explore it slowly, and the bishop will be happy to see it come to fruition, and he will enjoy it.

The funeral was completed and Vincennes' army began to be repaired.

Before heading north to Sweetwater Village, the last target to the north, Vincent had to further strengthen his troops.

The method is as simple as ever - search for bones in the mountains and fields, summon and assemble engraved magic patterns.

Finding skeletons is a monster's specialty, and both the Demon Dog and the Harpy are better suited for this kind of work.

Throughout the day, in a pine forest that blocks out the sun, the Lich and Necromancer pose as the pioneers of otherworldly industry, working on the assembly line to replenish Vincent's army.

It's okay to get the skeleton body, but it's a bit troublesome to solve the weapon problem.

With five hundred skeletons added at once, even if the Admiral used the weapons left over from the previous loss of the skeletons, Vincent would not be able to get more weapons to equip them at once.

You can't take the weapons of the Church Guard away from the undead, and the proud Knights Cathar won't be able to agree.

Waiting for Silver Dragon Castle to raise enough weapons and find a transporter to send it to such a far place is really protracted, even if the lord is a demon, he does not intend to wait every day near the ruins of this deserted village.

With five thousand skeleton soldiers under his command, isn't that enough to subdue the last village?

Bishop Bellman was not worried, but Vincent, after what happened along the way, was still worried about the cult and the forces behind them.

After all, Sweetwater Village is too close to the border of Hirod, and there is a high possibility that an accident will happen.

"Did you send a letter to a nearby village yesterday?" Vincent asked Schiff, "When the village chiefs find out, they should send me some iron and metal materials as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, all three villages have been delivered." Schiff patted his chest and said, "In the last village, I saw a group of young people loading trucks."

After all, the lord gave not only an order to expropriate, but also a paid purchase of goods and labor, and whether it was a newly annexed village or a village that had not rebelled, it should be quickly followed.

Although he did not understand why Vincent was so attached to the material, the bishop offered to wait.

The lord didn't want to lose the battle, that was his business, as long as he could confirm that he would expand the diocese after his victory.

When there was nothing else to do, Vincent talked to Schiff the Skava about the army.

"Aside from the slow speed, this is really a perfect army," Schiff gave a very pertinent assessment after seeing the demon army up close, "not afraid of fatigue, absolutely obedient, replenished at any time, and don't even need to command." ….

"The best part is that there is no need for logistics at all, which almost makes the army several times stronger."

"But I want to hear more than compliments." Vincent's attitude was modest, and he was not discouraged by this compliment, "If you were my enemy, how would you deal with such an army?"

Hearing Vincent's request, Schiff took off his felt hat, his eyes shining with a playful brilliance.

"It depends on what kind of army I have. If it's Herod's hussars, I'm sure you'll lose half of it. If it's the Eitlan heavy cavalry, I'm just as sure."

"What if it's Skava's brute cavalry?" Vincent asked the question directly from the bottom of his heart, "Am I going to be wiped out?"

"As long as there is half of it, no,

Maybe only a third of the number, and I can hope to annihilate your infantry with more than half of the sacrifices." Schiff laughed heroically, "However, I'm not sure I'll catch a high-ranking demon like you."

"That's the case...... Vincent said wistfully, "is it true that there are no mobile troops, and they can't deal with the cavalry?"

"Actually, you don't need to worry at all, as long as you are equipped with a large number of weapons that I saw that night, I, as a general, will definitely turn around and run when I see you in favorable terrain." "The cavalry is equal to a man and a horse, and the loss is beyond the reach of our vast Skawa."

"I want cavalry, I want the best cavalry," Vincent said to Schiff, "for I know that until a certain time comes, cavalry is the most powerful and advantageous class, and neither heavy infantry nor castles can be replaced."

Schiff was silent for a moment, his eyes becoming a little misty, as if he were full of thoughts and didn't know what to say.

"Cavalry is flawed because cavalry is a combination, and on the battlefield, both men and horses have to adapt to each other, or limit each other. It is difficult for a good rider to find a good mount, and a good horse cannot meet a good rider, which is not the ideal state of cavalry."

Cavalry is a combination of high combat effectiveness, high cost and high technology, whether it is strategic resource horses, cavalry equipment manufacturing technology and lack of cavalry tradition, will lead to the inability to obtain real cavalry.

Compared to the noble knight mode of Herod and Itland, the nomadic cavalry of Skava is already the best balance in terms of economy and combat effectiveness.

If Schiff is not even satisfied with the cavalry that his country is proud of, what kind of cavalry can he be satisfied with?

"My lord, have you heard of the Centaurs?" Schiff held back for a long time, and suddenly asked a strange question, "This group of centaurs, famous in Skava, is also very troublesome."

Vincent was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"It's the war group that respects the female leader and robs the pastures and the majestic men everywhere, right? Why haven't you eliminated them after all these years?"

"We're helpless, too." Schiff said with a little blush, "The Centaurs are strong and fierce, all of them are first-class warriors, they can fight day and night, and every year when the season comes, the nearby Skava tribe avoids it."

"If they are targeted, unless they voluntarily hand over the man, the whole tribe will be flattened. When they encounter a large army, they run away without a trace, and when they encounter a weak, they do whatever they want......

"The grasslands are dangerous, especially the Redmane tribes, and they are a bunch of crazy people, they have already destroyed dozens of small tribes."

It turns out that the Skava people, who were treated as horse thieves on the mainland, also have something to fear!

"Your Excellency, are you interested in recruiting this group of men to fight?" Schiff's words changed sharply, revealing his original intention, "The Centaur clan's riding ability is invincible in the world, as long as it can satisfy their desires, it is definitely the strongest cavalry."

"How do I feel...... You seem to know them well, don't you?" Vincent asked with a wicked smile, "Does that red-maned tribe have anything to do with you?"

Old Schiff's face flushed, and his expression was very embarrassed.

"The leader of the Redmane Clan, I've known each other since I was a child...... However, she grew bigger and stronger, and did evil in the steppe, and was called the 'Red Whirlwind.' This red is a blood-red red......."

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