"My lord, the whole night last night, we were helping those insidious Mocast people defend against the attacks of orcs and undead. But now, they actually asked us to resist these millions of undead on the plains without any defense facilities. They, they are simply..." The commander of the magician troop who followed me down the city wall shouted indignantly at this time.
"Yes, our troops consumed a large part of their magic power from last night to early morning. Up to now, at least half of our mage troops have not recovered their magic power. If we are asked to deal with those undead alone now, they will completely..." At the same time, another magician immediately echoed.
"Shut up... This is all obvious. What is there to complain about? Gather the troops immediately. Let's evacuate the Canglang Line and go to the City of Earth!" I interrupted the complaints of several magicians directly. After giving a series of orders, I walked towards the place where I lived last night.
"Leave the Canglang Defense Line? Go to the City of Earth? This..." After hearing what I said, several magicians repeated my words dully, looked at each other stupidly, and then shrugged at the same time, and then ran towards the troops they were responsible for.
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"We're here. We'll wait here for those stupid undead troops..." After leading 100,000 magicians 2 kilometers out of the Canglang defense line, I stopped and talked to myself as I stepped on the clay ground beneath my feet.
"Here? My lord, there is nothing here. If the Undead army attacks us here, we will have no ability to resist at close range. Then the loss..." Looking at the empty and helpless wilderness, a group of senior magicians' jaws almost dropped. One of the highly respected magicians had no choice but to mutter to me in a low voice with a sad face.
"Yes, it's here. We will resist those evil undead here! Until the so-called allies behind us collapse... By the way, Yiya, please help me contact the survivors in the Canglang Line. If they are willing to obey my command and serve me, then once we defeat the orcs and the undead army, no matter whether they can survive or not, as long as they try their best, their immediate family members will be able to become citizens of the Kingdom of Yan..." While answering the doubts of my subordinates, I also remembered that there should be more than 10,000 survivors serving in the Canglang Line at this time, so I had an idea and immediately asked Yiya to start recruiting people. Now is the time when I need conventional melee fighters the most. Although those survivors fighters are not as good as orc fighters, they are all first-class fighters on the entire continent.
"Sir, is this true? This is great..." After hearing my suggestion, Yiya and several other survivors warriors who had been acting as my guards all showed extremely excited expressions. Especially Yiya, who was so happy that she forgot to conceal her female identity. Her pleasant voice stunned everyone around except me and the survivors warriors.
"Of course. Do you think I would lie? I think there are only about 10,000 survivors here. If half of them are willing to come, then if we count their families with 10 people, there would only be 50,000 people at most. I don't think my fiefdom is that small, right? Haha!"
"Of course, my Lord will not lie. But if your territory is indeed not big enough, then I, Marquis Savile, swear here that I will relocate and clear out half of my province's territory to provide a good living environment for the families of all the surviving warriors who have made contributions to the Kingdom of Yan!"
"Yes, we are also willing to provide land and basic living supplies to the families of the survivors and the warriors of the Kingdom of Yan..."
As soon as I finished my assurance, several nobles from the Kingdom of Yan, who knew that I had reached an agreement with the survivors, stood up very actively. After all, they were not idiots and knew that if they had a strong melee force at this time, it would be like adding a safety lock to the safety of the magicians.
"Thank you, Lord Shen, thank you all, Yiya thanks you on behalf of all the survivors!" After listening to the oaths of me and those noble mages, Yiya was extremely moved. She knelt down on the ground instantly, kowtowed three times in my direction, stood up and ran back to the defense line with nearly a hundred survivors soldiers.
"Everyone, it seems that our melee troops are no longer a big problem. Although they are a little less in number, they are still the elite troops in the East Continent. I think in terms of personal ability, apart from the berserkers of the Cent Federation in the West Continent, they are the best..." After Yiya led the survivors away, I clapped my hands to draw everyone's attention to me. At the same time, I was ready to start implementing my unconventional combat method in this era.
"Now, let's start digging graves for the undead army! I hope they can return to the arms of death..."
"But sir, here... there is not even a wall here! How can we resist the undead?" After hearing my proposal to station troops on this clay land, several senior mages began to roll their eyes. If it weren't for the fact that my position was appointed by the Queen herself and I performed quite well in the battles along the way, I'm afraid those great mages with respected status in the Kingdom of Yan would have questioned me.
"Yes, right here. The first step is to use this clay to erect a wall here that is 20 meters high, 4 meters thick and 500 meters in diameter. Then build a 2.5-meter-high building on the inside of the wall, a total of 8 floors similar to the Roman Colosseum... Uh! Come here, everyone, I'll draw it for you..." Suddenly I found that I could no longer express the style of castle I needed clearly in words, so I immediately squatted down and used a branch to begin to outline the appearance and scale of the castle in my mind on the clay ground.
"Sir, we understand what you said, no matter the size or the shape, we have figured it out. And on this kind of clay, our earth magicians will definitely be able to successfully complete your idea. But... but you should also know that it is indeed very easy to use magic to build a castle on this kind of clay, but... but have you ever considered that this kind of castle made of clay, even if... even if we build it, but... but can it withstand the enemy's attack?" After listening to my explanation with gestures, several magicians, after understanding what I meant, all thought of the defensive ability of this kind of castle. Can a mud city withstand millions of undead armies? I'm afraid that without the enemy attack, just the hundreds of thousands of magicians standing on it, I'm afraid these mud castles will collapse.
"You don't need to worry about these. I just want your earth magician troops to complete the construction of all the castles before noon. You don't need to worry about the rest... In addition, the wind magicians also have a task, which is to cut down all the small forests over there, and cut off the branches and treetops. I also need them. You must complete these two tasks before noon, understand?"
"Please rest assured, Lord Shen, we will complete all these tasks before noon, otherwise we will accept your punishment. However... could you reveal some information to us so that we can rest assured? Otherwise, you will feel uncomfortable!" Seeing how determined I was, several magicians were speechless, but in the end, the court wizard came forward and hoped that I would reveal some information so that they could feel at ease.
"Don't worry! When have you ever seen me fight a battle that I'm not sure of? As long as it's night, that is, before nightfall, I can turn your muddy city that rose out of thin air into a solid castle... This is what I can tell you... Now, everyone, get to work!"
"We are relieved when you say that. We have all witnessed what you have done since you took over as commander. As long as you command the troops, I believe we will be able to destroy those evil necromancers... Oh, my God! Why are there so many people coming here? Could it be that a little girl was discovered by those damned Mokast Empire trash while pulling people? Sir, should we prepare for battle?"
Just when I revealed some information in order to comfort my subordinate magicians and received a flood of flattery from several of my subordinates, the court wizard who was standing opposite me and talking incessantly suddenly changed from a lazy state to a serious wizard with a solemn expression ready to fight, like a frightened little rabbit.
"Don't worry. No matter what, that Bout won't dare to offend us again and risk being attacked by the Undead Army and the Orcs. After all, as long as you super wizards are here, if you offend us or let one of us escape, then how can his Canglang Line of Defense still exist? Forbidden Spell Wizards are not meant to be watched by others..." (To be continued)