Vincent had more than 20,000 skeleton soldiers under his command, 10,000 of whom were guarding near the base camp of Silver Dragon Castle, and the rest were fighting rebellions everywhere.

20,000 troops in any territory are enough for the lord to be powerful and threaten his neighbors, not to mention that the soldiers can not eat or drink, do not need military salaries, work hard, and can be replenished by walking a few steps out of the castle.

There are too many benefits for undead creatures, and the disadvantages are also extremely obvious, the biggest problem is that they are not smart, and their combat power is at their peak.

The development of weapons and tactics has always been closely related to the improvement of the quality of soldiers, but the upper and lower limits of undead creatures have always been the same, and it is impossible to improve even more.

Skeletons are also more suitable for using cold weapons, and it is a bit overwhelming to operate the already complex firearms for aiming and reloading repeatedly - of course, skeletons have no heart in the first place.

Orcs are not a race known for their intelligence, and three days of diligent learning to use a firearm is enough to shoot, but the Lich and Necromancer have not yet fully mastered the magic pattern that allows the skeleton to fully master the tactics of using a full set of firearms.

The length and width of the magic pattern cannot be reduced, and the bone area of the skeleton is so large, it is already a dojo in a screw shell.

After the skeleton soldier is summoned, it already has a certain amount of conventional combat ability, but the difference between the classes depends only on the carving of the magic pattern, and tactics such as sword slashing, spear piercing, and bow and arrow shooting will be implemented separately on different skeletons.

Why not achieve more skills on the same skeleton? The reason is very simple, it is difficult, it consumes a lot of mana, and it is really not cost-effective.

According to statistics, the Lich summons a skeleton and carves enough magic patterns to cut people, requiring three inferior magic stones the size of thumbs, which are converted into about fifteen silver coins.

The skeleton soldier is not a finely carved work of art, it is just a war consumable of the demon race, if too much magic power is consumed on it, it is like the eggplant that shocked Grandma Liu in the dream of Red Mansions, it is really too strong.

The bones are so thin and so thin, if you want to carve too many magic patterns, you still have to find the bones of those huge creatures to achieve it, such as the bone dragon army of Grand Duke Xia De, each bone dragon is engraved with various anti-demon marks and curses against the enemy, and the combat power and cost are the top luxury in the bones.

It is said that the Demon Bone Dragon is not excavated and assembled, and the cost of the Demon Pattern alone is more than 5,000 gold coins.

Unlike the Grand Duke's Territory that excavated the Ancient Dragon's Lair in the territory, the small lords of the Coastal Territory only have skeletons picked up in the wilderness, and their magic power is not abundant, and they have to trade with the Mage Guild to obtain it.

The water of the battlefield is too deep for the skeletons to grasp.

Skeleton Archers are only suppressive units, not precision fire units, so you can imagine the results of their aiming with their guns.

Originally, Vincent made firearms, which were first used for undead creatures, after all, for the demons, all living things are not as reliable and loyal as the dead.

The magic patterns required to shoot a gun and shoot an arrow are completely different, there is no ready-made solution to copy, and for the Lich is a super-standard scientific research project, it is necessary to explore all the operation steps to achieve it.

Loading, aiming, and cleaning can be done on the spot, but if they follow a variety of commands to keep maintaining or changing formation, it is simply playing the piano to a cow.

However, in order to face the enemy in the field, the limited performance of firearms and the low aiming ability of skeletons can only make tactics go down the old path of queuing to shoot.

At this time, the problem came back around, queuing to shoot is not a wave of recklessness commonly used by skeletons, in the final analysis, it is still inseparable from queue tactics, but the undead are not good at flexible changes and formation selection.

After testing, Vincent had to admit that even if the mana consumption was not taken into account, the most that these undead creatures could do was to stand behind the fortifications and release their guns step by step, or the kind that did not aim and fired freely.

Unless there are so many enemies that you can hit them with your eyes closed, you will definitely waste ammunition when you encounter a skirmish line.

Even so, in the early stage, even the groping with actual combat tests reached the cost of the magic pattern on the gunner's skeleton reached more than one gold coin.

This made the lord have to sigh, he couldn't afford to play, he couldn't afford to play, and a little more money would be enough to recruit death knights, mercenaries than others

It's a good deal.

I once fantasized that the kind of undead army with guns that is as uniform as the clone army and desperate for death will not appear at all, let alone play with the opposite side and line up to be shot.

Therefore, for the sake of the security of the territory, Vincent has reached the point where he has to build a new army with the help of other races.

Experimenting with orc slaves is a preliminary exploration, after all, they all have subordinate blood curses, and their brains are enough and obedient.

Vincennes made a breech-loading bolt-action rifle that uses a paper shell to set the cartridge, and uses an explosion-resistant and burn-resistant miniature firing magic array on the firing pin as a firing device, which directly punctures the bottom shell of the ammunition and ignites the black powder when firing, so that the bullet is pushed out of the barrel through the rotating rifling.

The combination of mechanical technology and magic, after hundreds of parts reassembly and many more shooting tests, can finally meet the requirements of stable combat.

In this process, the skeleton played an important role, relying on the advantage that it would not die if it was already dead, carrying all kinds of dangers such as explosions, misfires, gas leaks, etc., and assisting the lord to complete the test, which can be called a high degree of hard work.

Unfortunately, this weapon is not for them.

"It's hard for my new weapon to be kept secret and to form combat effectiveness as soon as possible......

It happened that Ninia was returning from a battle, and Vincent listened to her report on the results of the battle, and also complained to her by the way.

"Master, you still can't trust your people?" Ninia blinked her blue eyes and asked with a smirk, "As long as you trust them as you trust me, you will definitely be loyal to everyone."

Vincent tilted his head to look at her, his fingertips tapping down on the table, looking at the blonde girl who was becoming more and more confident, he was a little upset for some reason.

This dressing doll is too naïve, we are demons, how can the human race trust themselves.

"I don't trust people who are not slaves, human nature cannot stand the test."

"As long as the military is treated fairly and paid on time, there should be no problems in the army's peacetime training, and if the weapons are managed well, there is no need to worry about losing them." Ninia showed a serious thinking expression and said slowly, "I know what you're worried about, is it when you're fighting?"

"That's right, if their morale collapses or they defect, even if the weapon won't hurt us, it's a loss to escape." Vincent nodded, affirming her statement, "Weapons can become more and more advanced, and war will only become more and more brutal."

In fact, everyone who has fought in the war understands the ability of the human race to resist pressure, and Ninia also believes that in the face of strong enemies and death threats, even the elite standing army will be like an armed peasant who sees a regular army, and flees in panic when he loses a lot.

Not to mention the undead, the other armies of the demon clan can be more resistant to pressure, all because of the various subordinate contracts in play.

To be honest, if he hadn't been forced to sign a blood contract before, he wouldn't have been able to get along with this great demon for so long, and he wouldn't have recognized his other side.

Seeing Vincent's troubles, Ninia couldn't explain why she felt sad, and she couldn't see the arrogant and omnipotent lord, she was very uncomfortable.

"Maybe there's a way," Ninia said in a rambling way, "just an immature idea, maybe you'll call me stupid again......

"My toys, I'm used to watching you say stupid things." Vincent rubbed his temples and said, "I'm not going to allow people to speak, am I?"

"If all the soldiers, I mean the paid soldiers, are under a blood curse, aren't they reliable?"

Hearing this, Vincent couldn't help but laugh out loud, which made Ninia look embarrassed and her pretty face flushed with shame.

"It's a good joke, you go on," Vincent stifled a smile and motioned for Ninia to continue, "There's been a lot of going on lately, so it's good to be happy." qδ

"A few days ago, I met the Volunteers, the young man named Malf, who was spreading propaganda in a village." Ninia stabilized her emotions and said, "Malf is very grateful to you, and he personally said something to me that made a deep impression on me."

"What?"

"They are grateful to you, and if the lord needs their allegiance on the battlefield, sign a blood pact to die."

Vincent saved the village from the cult and gave the rural youth a more respectable status, and it was understandable that he would be grateful to them.

However, Vincent didn't expect that the human race would take the initiative to sign a blood contract with the demons, that is, to hand over his name directly to the demons, and anything unfavorable to him may occur.

"It's just a show of loyalty to the lord's cronies, and I'm not at a loss for sincerity and flattery."

Seeing that Vincent didn't care, and even felt disdainful, Ninia frowned slightly.

"Maybe demons are cold and can't understand people's passions and impulses, but I don't think they're lying. I can feel the light in their words, and if they had to sacrifice at that time, I think they would still keep their promise."

Giving yourself to the notorious demons has become an act of light?

Does the god of light and order need such an emotional divine choice?

Vincent could swear to anyone, including the gods, that he had not used magic to brainwash his people, not even deliberately.

I'm not a well-intentioned demon.,Everything you're doing now is to make your wishes come true earlier.。

Cults are demagoguery, and lords only do practical things.

"Master, don't let down the sincerity of the people, if anyone really wants to sacrifice his life for the territory, he is a hero." Ninia did not give up and continued to express her opinion, "Such a person is also suitable for forming an army to protect the territory."

"I have armies, and I am absolutely loyal, because they are not afraid of death and have no selfish motives." Vincent said coldly, "There is no one who is not afraid of death, impulses and passions can only be self-moving, and these cannot bear the heavy responsibility of defending the territory."

"Master, do you believe me?"

Ninia stepped forward and asked, she pressed her chest excitedly, and stared at Vinson with a long-lost unwillingness and stubbornness in her eyes.

"Believe." Vincent didn't hesitate and replied directly, "You are the chosen by God, or the contractor of the magic sword, and you have enough strength to fulfill your promise."

"They have the same strength as me, and that is sincerity. Give them a chance, you can't just rely on an army composed entirely of demons to protect a territory where the human race lives, it's not fair!"

Vincent stared at the girl as if he had known her for the first time, and the words that came to his lips were not spoken.

Ninia Wald, who had seen her cowering like a mouse and only obey orders, was gone, and now she made her heart shake like never before.

Recently, she has grown faster on the battlefield than expected, and even made Vincent feel a little uneasy.

"What would you do if you were me?" He asked, "It's not a master-servant, it's a teacher-student conversation."

"Teacher, thank you," Ninia breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him with grateful eyes, "to win people's support, you must allow them to gain the right to build and defend their territory, if they are only protected by demons, everyone will think ......."

"What do you think?" When Vincent saw her slurping, he asked, "Tell me."

"I think, I think I'm being captive by the demons, and everything has nothing to do with them......

Isn't that a good thing? Vincent thought to himself, but he also knew that no one wanted to live a life completely devoid of dignity and honor.

"You want them to be a standing army?"

"Your new weapon is not suitable for undead creatures and monsters, but the main army is all undead, and they can't really improve their strength. Except for the undead, no matter what kind of army, they need trust and respect."

It seems that during this time, in addition to countering the rebellion, Ninia also spent a lot of time thinking from the perspective of a general.

"Compared to my undead, the cost of a Terran army is many times higher, especially when there is no war," Vincent said lightly, "as long as there is a desire to eat, drink and make a fortune, it may be swayed by the lack of access or external temptations."

"I'm not a Terran, I'm a foreign race that occupied this place thirty years ago, and even if I trust the Terrans, I can't believe that the other party will trust me."

"Herod can endure many defeats,

And my territory will be destroyed after a single defeat, and even if it comes from internal turmoil, it will make me lose my territory."

"I wouldn't consider it unless it was foolproof. I'd rather form a legion from orc slaves who have signed a blood pact than a passionate Terran who can change their minds at any moment."

Ninia looked at Vincent, who looked a little tired after speaking, and walked up to him gently, half-kneeling at his feet with the etiquette of a knight kneeling down to the lord.

"Teacher, a person who really wants to protect his hometown and honor is not afraid of death," her eyes were bright and clear, shining with a light that made Vincent's heart move, "I'm not even afraid of death, will I still be afraid of blood deeds?"

Vincent admits that it makes sense, but he still doesn't understand what Ninia is trying to say.

"The blood pact should not be a shackle, but an oath of allegiance, an honor! To defend the territory is to defend the homeland, and those who do not have courage can rely on the blood contract to inspire courage, and those who sign the blood contract for this purpose should be regarded as brave."

Vincent finally understood Ninia's thoughts, which were the exact opposite of the original use of the Blood Pact.

"We should build an army that will take the initiative to sign a blood pact with you when we fight, and have the heart of death if we don't win, I am willing to be the general of this army, and I will be the first to sign a blood pact with you every time."

"The blood pact is a prerequisite for voluntary membership in this army...... As long as everyone trusts you and doesn't abuse the power of the contract, they will be willing to accept the terms. Yes, it's the Blood Pact."

"Do you believe that demons will not abuse the contract to do evil to people?"

"I trust you, because despite my attempts to hurt you, my pact has not been activated once."