145 Bewitchment
With Jenny's promise, Penny was in a state of excitement all night.
With a full version of the giant god weapon controlled by a high-level spellcaster, appearing on the battlefield, it is by no means something that can be dealt with by crowd tactics.
He laid out the defense for the middle of the night, did not fall asleep until the second half of the night, and woke up the next day to feel that the atmosphere of the town was a little wrong.
The local militia had a few dark clouds between their eyebrows.
You could see that they were worried.
And the few men they brought also made the mage feel very bad.
"My lord, these slaves tried to escape in the middle of the night, and we caught them. Lumi Jones explains why.
The mage's brow furrowed, his gaze constantly wandering between the slaves, and he knew very well why they had escaped.
To be honest, he was not very strict with his slaves, and it was certainly impossible for him to free these poor people who might have had a deep hatred for the Searle ruling class and had been reduced to slavery, but he still managed his work in moderation, and the standard of his diet was much higher than in the rest of Searleβat least in some places where slaves did not eat fish, and did not abuse slaves at will.
So the slaves ran away for none of the above reasons.
Escaping the impending catastrophe, of course.
News of the imminent attack on the town by two thousand pirates has spread.
This kind of thing can't be hidden.
There were only 200 soldiers in the town, and the walls facing the coast had not yet been repaired, let alone the bandits to the east.
This situation certainly made all the townspeople despair.
The people who want to escape are definitely not just these slaves.
"Do you want to dispose of it?". Jones continued to ask, and as soon as these words came out, the expressions of the slaves suddenly turned white.
Jones stole a glance at Penny's expression.
The mage hesitated, he knew very well that this matter was not easy to deal with, and if the wrong action was taken and the wrong signal was sent to the townspeople, then he was afraid that before the battle began, the town would already be in chaos.
Penny's eyes swept over the nearby militiamen, knowing that they also had the idea of fleeing with their families, and as long as he sent the slightest signal that made them feel bad, the consequences could be imagined.
"The affairs of these slaves are put on the back burner. He said, "Gather the townspeople in the square, I have something to say." β
Lumi Jones nodded, locked up the relieved slaves, and summoned the townspeople to the square in the middle of town.
The townsfolk rushed to arrive, and Penny looked at the familiar place and exhaled softly, the last time the townspeople were gathered here, there was a river of blood in the square, and now standing here, he smelled some blood in his nose.
In ancient times, generals had to give speeches before fighting to boost morale, and more importantly, to reason and better guide the people to fight.
The people are shrewd, they are very sensitive to what is related to their own interests, they will never do anything that will harm them, and they are stupid, short-sightedness makes them unable to see the long-term stakes, especially in this era when education is not widespread, and often in such an age, careerists can make the public willingly work for them with their sharp teeth and small favors.
This kind of thing is often not uncommon in the civilized world.
Now, that's what the mage is going to do.
After all, it was the first time, and it was inevitable that he was a little lacking in confidence, but after taking two deep breaths, Penny also stabilized his position.
He has also seen bigger battles, and his psychological quality has made great progress compared to the past, but it is just a flicker, which is not difficult for him.
He organized his words and cleared his throat with a cough: "I think you have already heard about what is going to happen. β...,
This bland opening drew everyone's attention, and the townsfolk and militiamen, including the gray dwarves and gnomes in the workshop, all set their eyes on the mage.
"I know what you're thinking, but there are probably a lot of people who want to leave the evacuum. Penny smiled, and the hearts of many townsfolk skipped a beat, and a look of fear welled up on their faces.
Although they obeyed the rule of the red-robed mage, they did not think that it was a good idea to wait for the pirates to loot and slaughter in this place, so they would not be ashamed to run away, and they did not regard the red-robed mage as a traditional lord worthy of death, as they have since ancient times.
However, hearing the mage mention his thoughts, all the townspeople became terrified, although based on the past behavior of this Dean Penny, he was not a cruel and tyrannical person, but God knows if this red robe will pull out a few unlucky people and kill them to warn the townspeople.
So the atmosphere became more tense in an instant.
Of course, the mage was not so stupid, he smiled and eased his atmosphere: "Actually, it is normal to have such thoughts, after all, in your opinion, the town's defense force is not enough to deal with more than two thousand bandits. β
The townsfolk breathed a sigh of relief, and their panic dissipated a little.
This kind of reasonable tone at least shows that the red robe has no idea of killing.
So they could listen to the next words of the red-robed mage in a slightly more relaxed mood.
"But do you think it's really a good idea to escape? You know, this mountain area has been blocked by bandits, and now they are against us, and they are just like you. With a slight push, without a trace, the mage turned the subject: "I think those of you who want to leave have already realized that you will encounter wild beasts, robbers, and barbarians in the mountains, and I am afraid that you do not want to encounter these things, but they are very likely to meet, and of course, I am afraid that there are worse ones, such as disease, cold, hunger, leaving a warm home, any of these factors may bring you tragedy...... And when you look back, your homeland and farmland have become a mess...... Is escaping really a good option?"
The mage spread his hands, ending the descriptive remarks, and sporadic sobbing was already heard from the crowd.
Penny's tone was not sensational, but the tragic scene that was reasonably inferred brought to the attention of almost all the townspeople, deepening the fear that had arisen from the overwhelming army.
It is not difficult to imagine choosing to escape the famine and face all the hardships that the mage said.
But if there is no other way, who would choose to flee?
"What are they doing?"
If you want to win the war, you must do a good job of intelligence.
On the mountain, two white-clothed men hidden under the effect of the spell looked down on everything in the town from behind a mountain rock.
These are the two priests of the Mulins.
Before the battle, they decided to see for themselves what the town was all about.
I happened to see this scene.
The two priests watched this scene with great interest and found it very interesting.
"Motivate morale with speeches. Diban's expression was disapproving, and his tone didn't seem to take the situation to heart: "The priests of Anhe like to play these tricks, but I think that the soldiers with high morale and strength do not need this kind of ritual, it seems that their hearts are not stable, Spamt, you are right, now is a good time to attack." β
"Look again. Spamke nodded, glancing at the red-robed man who spoke in the center of the square: "This may help us understand our enemies better." β
"You value him?" Diban frowned.
"This is the border of Serre, the geographical location is very important, but there are still a lot of troubles, if I were a Serre, I would definitely send the best officials to guard here. Spamk's eyes twinkled as he spoke, and Diban looked at his companion, wondering what the other was thinking. ...,
However, he also believes that what Sbamuck said has a point.
He nodded, and his gaze shifted to the red-robed mage who was speaking, "So, you think he is a fierce opponent?"
"He knows what to do to stabilize people's hearts when they are in flux, and for that alone, he is more than 99 percent of the people who are in turmoil when things happen. Spamke said lightly, "Diban, the inspiration the Lord has given me tells me that this will be a difficult fellow. β
"Really?" Diban raised an eyebrow, "but I can't see how he can keep these unfaithful, mercenary minions here and fight invaders twice their population." β
"If this mage wants to do this, he'd better pray that these townspeople are nerds with a problem. He added.
With just a few rhetorical words, he had to let these townsfolk stay with him to his death.
Anyone with a little bit of brains knows it's impossible.
The corners of Sbamke's mouth twitched, but he didn't answer.
He just continued to look at the mage who was giving a speech at Yamashita with a scrutinizing gaze.
Let's see what he can do to solve the dilemma.
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"My lord, do we have enough strength to defeat the coming enemy?"
A bold townsman shouted in the crowd, and suddenly there was a commotion among the townspeople, and Ansel, the knight of Serl, frowned and wanted to send someone to pull the bold townsfolk out, but the mage waved his hand to stop him.
'Of course we have the ability to win. Serge's strength is not something that some pirates can measure at will."
Penny said loudly.
He touched the ring on his hand, the black diamond sparkling in the sun.
Many townspeople were attracted to the ring, and suddenly a bright light erupted from the mage's side, dazzling the eyes of everyone present, and the townspeople felt the ground shake, and in a trance, they saw a huge object appear next to the mage.
As vision gradually returned, the giant steel giant became clearer and clearer in the eyes of the townspeople, and their breathing became slower and slower until they could fully see the true face of the giant steel monster, and all the townspeople felt suffocated.
"What is this?"
Not only did the townspeople have this question in their hearts, but the Mulan people who were peeping at the enemy on the mountain were even more difficult to hide the doubts in their hearts, and directly exclaimed.
He saw the mage wave his hand, and the Iron Giant uprooted a tree of a foot in diameter on the side of the street, waved it lightly, and with a twist of his body, the tree was thrown to the ground outside the town's walls, and a large cloud of smoke and dust was splashed.
The townsfolk were stunned as they looked at the smoke and dust rising from outside the walls, and then at the steel monster.
A small group of people rested on the black casing, revealing either fearful or fanatical gazes.
Most of them were soldiers from Beissel, including Ansel's men who had seen the monster rage, but there were a few of the local townspeople who were able to look at the giant with other emotions without fear.
Including the disciples of the mage.
"See, this is Serge's new weapon, you may not know about the arcane, but please trust its power and accomplish things that no mortal can do, and this is the reason for the existence of the arcane. β
The mage smiled and opened his mouth to bring back the townspeople's distractions from shock.
The dull eyes of all the townsfolk suddenly regained some flexibility.
"It's the new weapon of the red-robed mage, Spamk, if they use this thing against us, we will be useless for a hundred more people" Diban on the mountain said in a hurried tone: "This thing looks about the size of a dragon, and the iron skin is much harder than the dragon skin." β
"Wait. Spamuk's expression was also solemn, for he was also startled by the sudden appearance of the big iron guy, who had already shown enough threat: "I'll pray to see what this monster is." β...,
He closed his eyes and began to pray for the higher divine technique 'Channeling Divine Technique', trying to get information about the monster from the response of the divine power.
His companion waited anxiously for an answer.
......
"There are many such giants, there are many of them, I have one here, and the other few will arrive here in a few days through teleportation spells, so please believe that we have enough strength to defend against the enemy. Seeing the reaction of the townspeople, the mage secretly breathed a sigh of relief and began to continue to persuade: "You have seen the power that Searle has, if there is anything else you want to go, I will not stop you." β
With that, he put away the giant god soldier and turned around and walked back to the mansion.
The mage disappeared for a long time, and the mood of the townspeople was completely detached from the shock.
"This is the power of the Arcane?" Thomas exclaimed, "This one iron monster can be compared to thousands of troops." β
No one could refute the little boy's words, they still remembered the shocking scene they had just seen, not to mention that listening to the words of the mage, it was not only this one that could participate in the battle.
A group of townspeople had been talking for a long time and then dispersed, and although many were still nervous, there was some hope.
The thought of fleeing was temporarily suppressed, after all, who would want to go into exile in this dangerous mountainous region without complete despair?
......
On the rock, Diban waited nervously for his companion to get the information he wanted from the gods, and when he saw Sbamuk open his eyes, he hurriedly asked.
"Spamck, have you gathered any useful information?"
The priest's face moved, revealing a sneer, this smile made Diban feel relieved, and after the sneer disappeared, Spamk's expression became relaxed: "Rest assured, God told me that it only takes a few low-level spells to destroy that thing, it's just scrap metal glued together by inferior arcane bonds, which is rougher than the constructed golems we have dealt with." β
"Really?"
"It's nothing but its size. Thinking of the god's response, Spamke sneered again: "That red-robed mage actually uses this kind of thing to fool those mortals who don't understand anything. β
"So...... Do you want to spread some rumors...... ...... like this," Diban rolled his eyes.
"There is no need, dear Diban, just let them keep a little hope and stay in that town......" Sbamuck said lightly, "This town needs peasants and artisans to work, and it will not do us any good to run away." β
Diban thought for a moment and nodded, "But that thing is really easy to deal with?"
He couldn't believe it, after all, he still remembered the strength of the iron guy just now.
"Of course it's easy to deal with, we just need to prepare a few magic spells. Spamck chuckled, "In a few days, these townsfolk will see that the hope given to them by the red-robed mage is weakened before the divine might of my lord." β
Seeing that his companion's confidence was so full, Diban also breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the victory is already in hand...... οΌ