Upon hearing this, Nalujia was stunned for a moment, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her face - after all, this is the proud tradition of their Ling tribe!
The Ling tribe competes with each other through precise control of golems, and the strongest one becomes the chief of the tribe... This man is going to change their tradition directly, anyone would feel unhappy about this, right
But when he thought about the torture his people had suffered in Kagad, when he thought about how Yang Hao's previous brilliant idea had helped the village withstand the attacks of the robbers, when he thought about the warning from Mother Teresa...
Nalujia swallowed her unhappiness and humbly tried to walk up to him, but she found that he subconsciously stepped back and stopped where he was and asked:
"So what should we do?"
Seeing this, Yang Hao just nodded and said, "Let's start with the experiment."
Afterwards, they conducted experiments for about a whole day. The other members of the Ling tribe worked non-stop to make golems according to his standardized framework. The number of golems increased from one to ten. The number of golems with only the tribe leader as the actual combat force increased to eleven.
If this group of golem troops encountered a Roman Empire legion without mage support in the wild, in the absence of siege equipment and no operators, they could single-handedly block the passage of ten thousand and directly defeat the entire legion and pursue the victory.
But the problem is that mages really exist in the Roman Empire, and not only mages, but also parish priests are a major threat to Golem;
So they need to produce more golems. But once the number of golems increases, whether the operators can control so many golems becomes a good question.
Therefore, Yang Hao and Nalujia conducted an experiment. They first made Nalujia herself, an ordinary Ling tribe adult woman, and a Ling tribe girl into three control groups, and then compared them through two tests: "precise control" and "rough control".
Naruga herself can control two golems with perfect precision, and if she controls them roughly, she can also easily control all the golems to make slightly flexible movements—
But this would be a huge mental burden for her. If it was a complete and rough control, according to her, thirty would be no problem.
Ordinary adult women of the Ling tribe can only accurately control one golem, but this alone can cause great mental oppression on them.
But if it was just about roughly controlling the golems' movements and normal attacks, she would have no problem controlling five of them.
The children of the Ling tribe cannot control golems precisely, but if they can control them roughly, they can control the actions of two golems under mental oppression, but they must never give complex commands.
The consumption of golems controlled by the Ling tribe seems to be determined by the precision of "precise movements". After thinking for a while, Yang Hao made a simple and easy-to-understand analogy with Theresa:
“It’s like asking a group of workers to make screws accurately according to the drawings, and the difference between making screws randomly…
The more precise you are, the more energy you need to expend.
But on the other hand, the more casual they are, the more free energy they have to do other things.
If the members of the tribe want to roughly control the movements of the golems, all of them can do this task. But if they want to control the golems to dance, then I guess only the tribe leader can do it. "
"So what are you going to do?"
"Simple. Just let them perform rough control... But their mana consumption is another problem."
Mana consumption has always been a headache for mages - these precious manas are like gold coins, difficult to store but easy to use.
Even Yang Hao’s former lover Priscilla didn’t dare to cast teleportation magic twice in a short period of time—
Because this means that her magic power is completely exhausted, and it also means that she will be unable to move for the next one or two days.
So what are the Ling people like
Yang Hao and Theresa sat on a bench together, eating greasy barbecue and taking a rest. Before Yang Hao could carefully cool one of the pieces and put it into Theresa's mouth, the chief of the Ling tribe came over.
"If it's a reserve of magic power, you don't have to worry about it." The chief of the Ling tribe pointed to the antlers on his head and said, "We Ling people have a spiritual connection with each other through the horns... We can communicate with each other over a long distance through the horns, and naturally we can also circulate magic power to each other.
Each of us can transfer our magic power to those in need after we recover it, but on the other hand... once our overall magic power is exhausted, all of us will become lambs to be slaughtered."
The sincerity of the Ling tribe leader stunned Yang Hao and Theresa.
Then, Theresa took the barbecue in Yang Hao's hand into her mouth, and after chewing it carefully, she suddenly realized a problem:
"In that case, Naruga, you should be able to contact the tribesmen in Kagad, right? Why..."
"Our power comes from the horns. If the horns are broken..."
"I see."
Theresa had heard before that in the diocese of the Roman Empire, there seemed to be a strange luxury item called "animal horns".
These "horns" from the Monster Forest are a unique source of magic. They are ground into powder and made into various medicinal herbs and even spices for food. Now she has figured out where the "horns" come from.
It seems like they are all demons from the Monster Forest.
Theresa shook her head and sighed, wiping her mouth with a large leaf and also wiping the grease off Yang Hao's mouth.
Yang Hao thought for a while and said, "In other words, we must solve the defense of Kagad before your magic power is exhausted, and after rescuing your people, we must cause enough chaos before the army arrives, so that the army has to stay in Kagad Town... Okay, I'll think of a way..."
He thought for a while, and figured that if all went well, he could probably gather 78 golems before the decisive battle on the night of February 28—considering that the Ling people still needed to recover their magic power to fight, they could gather at most 80 golems.
There are 80 golems. Given that the total number cannot be increased and they cannot be precisely controlled, what should be done to make them more powerful
What to do
Yang Hao suddenly recalled the scene where Naruga controlled the golems to dig up stones from the ground and throw them directly...
Golems... are Golems that are worth being Golems... Golems that are easily destroyed by magic or divine arts...
…
If Golem is considered a person...
The Golem we are making now is a baby who walks into the battlefield naked and fights the enemy with brute force and fists...
Think carefully, Yang Hao, ah Yang Hao, think carefully...
Is it true that there are soldiers who go to the battlefield without even "armor" or "weapons" and fight the enemy with bare hands? !
in other words…
Yang Hao suddenly raised his head and looked at the golems that were moving slowly under the control of the Ling people not far away.
They are huge in size, but they barely have a human form.
There are four of them, and in order to make it easier for the Ling people to control them, all golems have "palms" and "fingers" -
Moreover, controlling them as a whole to grasp is not a precise activity; controlling the direction of each of their fingers is "precise control."
If golems are ignorant barbarians who do not know how to operate bows and crossbows, and have only great strength but can only attack forward stupidly, then what is the most suitable thing for them
That is "heavy armor" and "stick"!
Not to mention that the wizard's magic can directly physically destroy the entire golem, the priest's divine arts have limitations!
Only a very small number of divine arts can cause physical destruction. As long as the remaining divine arts do not touch the golem's body surface, they will not cause damage to the golem's core!
in other words…
"Chief, immediately have your people control the golems to hit some trees to use as clubs, and then try to cut some suitable wood into planks and stick them to the surface of the golems!"
Yang Hao stood up suddenly in excitement, causing the nun next to him to roll her eyes.
"If you can, you can even use clay and stone slabs! Stick them to the surface of the golem like armor, just leave gaps at the joints! You can even use wood and stone to make shoulder shields on their shoulders, so that..."
Yang Hao scolded him so harshly that the Ling tribe leader was obviously a little confused.
She was sweating profusely: Equipping Golems with weapons? No, this, isn't this too much of a step
Golems are covered in weapons. Equip them with weapons, put on clothes, and then use cover to protect these giants that are actually cover... Wait, will this really work
And what is lamellar armor? Shoulder shield? Then, what is that
The chief of the Ling tribe asked in confusion, and Yang Hao was stunned for a long time before he picked up a wooden stick and drew a simple and easy-to-understand diagram on the mud.
Theresa, who was standing by, could only shake her head helplessly: This man is like this when he sets out to work, and he doesn't care about anyone else at all.
In this case, it would be better to boil some hot water. With this thought in mind, Theresa secretly left.
When Yang Hao came to his senses with a dry mouth, he found that Theresa was standing behind him at some point, holding a bottle of hot water in a tortoise shell in her hand.
Chapter 21: "Uncle"
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At the same time, it was time for the little queen to "speak" to the outside world for the first time in a real sense.
She would sit on the throne behind the curtain, and her maid would stand behind her, imitating the little queen's voice with perfect ventriloquism, and issue various decrees in her name.
Although sometimes I wonder whether I should "go a step further" and cut the tendons of my hands and feet just in case, after thinking about it, it would be too eye-catching if the queen of a country needs someone to support her even to walk normally.
What's more, the Roman Empire now needs a "queen"... a queen who looks "healthy" and a "target" -
The Queen's uncle, Gasson Roman, sighed in his heart, yes - the Roman Empire now needs a "target".
Only a foolish outsider who doesn't understand the world would try to get the position of the supreme ruler of the Roman Empire. This hot spot must be sat by a "puppet" to keep things safe.
Looking at the clock on the wall and finding that it was already 6 o'clock in the afternoon, Gasson nodded, signaling his men that they could start work.
Looking back to the past, he bribed the barbarian archer to let him "pretend to surrender" and then, under the cover of his own soldiers, shot an arrow at his brother's back, causing this political genius to die bravely and famously on the battlefield.
As soon as his brother died, Roman lost half of his brain. The other rational brain was forced to accept the responsibility of regent and educate his brother's daughter, but he was only a "rational brain" after all.
Humans are emotional creatures, but he is a rational monster.
This monster was destined to accomplish convincing feats only when it joined forces with a king - and that was exactly what happened afterwards...
Regent Yang Hao has indeed accomplished all the great achievements since the founding of the Roman Empire.
But it also offended many people.
It is impossible for one person to do all the jobs at the same time - after the death of his elder brother, this poor man was destined to be unable to find a balance between traveling and building, winning people's hearts, educating the queen, educating the people, and establishing diplomatic relations with other countries.
After running around like crazy and meeting with the caravan from Ishgard at the port and having a long talk all night, he became even more crazy about building industry.
Originally, Gasson meant that he wanted to give the regent a chance to live, and then marry his niece to him after a while.
In this way, the Regent can legitimately become Roman's king and the target he needs.
Although he could not make him a true king, Gassen was willing to let him live out the rest of his life in peace in a few years.
But he still went too far.
However, the country across the sea scared him so much that he even sold out the interests of the royal family for the so-called "industry".
Humph. Would Ishgard attack Roman across the ocean? Only a fool would do that.
Even a fool could figure out that with an ocean between them, how would they handle the logistics and replenishment of troops
Even a fool could figure it out, but it frightened the man so much that he could not speak clearly and turned pale? Just because the ship was made of iron and had steam coming out
oops…
What a cowardly man.
Garson sighed. This cowardly man chose to commit suicide, so he couldn't blame himself for being so cruel.
After all, she was under a lot of pressure, and if she continued to save this man's life, she would only bring disaster to herself.
So Gasson chose to withdraw immediately, and during his free time on his way to the parish, he cut off his niece's tongue so that she could no longer make any sound, and also to prevent her from causing trouble in her "quiet exile".
Fortunately, it worked out. But the drought and the damned president of the court upset all of Garson's plans.
The voice of the little queen came to her ears - no, to be exact, it was the voice of the little queen imitated by her maid using ventriloquism.
"So far..."
He quickly waved his hand, signaling the wizards not to repeat the voice - after all, he had already read today's schedule countless times. Using the Queen's "mouth", ordering most of the empire's resources to be tilted towards the only external port, Drake Harbor. The people will definitely feel uneasy and resentful about this, and then hate the Queen, right
But isn't this what a target is supposed to do? Isn't it true that only a target can bear the brunt of such an offensive order
When the time comes, I will step forward as the bright "savior", and those fools will naturally stand by my side.
Fools...
Thinking of this, Gassen couldn't help but laugh: It was precisely because of the ignorance of the people that he felt that Yang Hao's previous basic education was completely worthless and useless.
See what his education has brought him
Look what his wasteful free healthcare has gotten him
Look at his scholars, look at his industries, and then look at his "public facilities" - have these things brought him a supporter
No... absolutely not...
His doctors and scholars died under the sickles of the people, and most of his public facilities, except for those in the royal capital, were dismantled and sold by the peasants.
These fools are blinded by money. Even if they are asked to eat shit, they will probably be happy to do so as long as they are paid enough.
Providing education to these people instead of the children of the nobility, hum, for Gassen, it would be more practical to kill all these serfs -
At least this way there would be fewer variables from the peasants, and he could even demonstrate his courage at the Imperial Conference.
That being said, speaking of this -
"Uh..." The loud shouts coming from afar made Gassen frown. He quickly waved his hand to signal to close the window. He grabbed the lamb leg on the plate on the table and took a bite of the tender and fresh lamb meat.