People always face various choices in their lives.
Sometimes you have enough time to slowly collect information and compare it, then think about it over and over again and finally make a decision that you think is right.
But there are other times when there is no extra time to think, and you often need to quickly choose between several options and bet all your chips like gambling.
If you win the bet, everything will be easy.
But if you lose accidentally, it is not just a simple loss of money or even land, but you may even lose your life.
This kind of gambling choice is common in war.
There are countless classic examples of winning with fewer troops. The essence behind them is certainly superb strategy and strong execution ability of the army, but in the final analysis, luck still plays a large proportion.
Since Fuzor Chamberlain did not attack Iliaba at all but chose to leave without hesitation, Aribeth and Yalusel, who originally thought they had the initiative in the war, were stunned for a moment.
Because of this retreat, the initiative in the war changed hands.
They could have waited for the opportunity to defend themselves by relying on the city walls, but now they are faced with a difficult choice.
He watched helplessly as Fuzor Chamberlain continued to retreat eastward to join his men in several coastal port cities, then took a ship from the Dragon Coast and returned safely to Zhentil Keep with some of the looted property.
Or they could risk being ambushed and pursue the enemy outside the city, either by water or by land, and intercept them near Dongxing City, engaging in a bloody and brutal blocking battle in the wild.
If she was leading the elite army of the Kingdom of Cormyr, then given the Iron Princess's character, she would definitely choose the latter without hesitation.
After all, war is her favorite "game" and also the only means for this slightly crazy woman to realize her self-worth and win cheers.
Because apart from fighting and fighting, Yalusel didn't know what else he could do.
The youngest princess of the Cormyr royal family was neither as gentle, dignified and virtuous as her elder sister who was widely loved by the people, nor did she have any means to govern the country or develop the economy.
So if we have to divide the royal family and the nobility into a faction, then she must be an out-and-out radical hawk, the kind who is warmongering.
But the problem is that the troops led by Yalusel now are not the elite of the Kingdom of Cormyr. To be precise, she only has the power to command more than 300 knights.
As for the remaining 5,000 soldiers of varying qualities, their command was in the hands of Neverwinter's Paladin Eribeth.
The two sides are now allies rather than superiors and subordinates.
This means there is no unified command.
It would be fine if they agree. At worst one side can cooperate with the other. As long as they can win, that's fine.
But once there is a disagreement, there is naturally no question of cooperation. Basically, everyone fights against each other without interfering with each other.
Similar situations are quite normal in the continent of Faerun, where the situation is complex and forces are numerous.
In fact, Yalusel was now beginning to regret his rash decision to bring the knights all the way across the sea.
If she stayed with Cormier's fleet now, even if Fuzzol Chamberlain and his men met up and sailed out to sea, they could still sink or even capture a number of cargo ships by following, harassing, and intercepting them.
After all, a merchant ship fully loaded with treasure could never outperform an empty or half-loaded warship in terms of speed.
But the problem is that with the Iron Princess bringing out all the knights, the current fleet is seriously lacking in high-end combat power and grassroots commanders, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to gain any advantage in the boarding operation.
In addition, the nobles in charge of commanding the fleet tend to be conservative and will most likely give up the pursuit and let Zhentil Castle leave on its own.
Standing on a high place and watching the enemy fleet go further and further away, and finally turning into black dots and disappearing at the end of the river, Yalusel finally decided to muster up the courage to take a gamble. He immediately turned around and suggested to Eribes beside him: "Dear friend, I think we can't let Fuzol Chamberlain leave like this, otherwise we will all become a laughing stock."
"So what you mean is..."
A puzzled look appeared on the half-elf paladin's face.
Because according to her idea, as long as she could defend Iliyaba which was full of supplies, she would have completed the mission, and there was no need to create any more trouble.
After all, most of these soldiers come from various towns in the north and are a vital force in maintaining local law and order.
If too much is lost here, it is likely to lead to a series of serious chain reactions.
Compared to making achievements and establishing his own reputation, Eribes actually prefers to let as many soldiers return alive as possible.
From this point, we can see the difference between a paladin who advocates law and kindness and a general who is keen on making achievements on the battlefield.
"What I mean is that we should pursue the defeated troops in Zhentil Keep.
You take three to four thousand soldiers by boat and travel by water, following Fouzzol Chamberlain from a distance to create pressure.
I led the Knights by land and ambushed them near Dongxing City, waiting for them to come ashore before launching a surprise attack.
When the time comes, we will attack from both sides and will surely inflict heavy damage on the enemy."
As he said this, Yalusel subconsciously clenched his fists, his eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.
Because she was eager to defeat the famous Tyrant of the Moon Sea in order to gain more and greater prestige.
Seeing the Iron Princess's overly excited reaction, Eribeth was obviously very hesitant, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Is it really necessary to go to this extent? Lord Soth gave me the task of protecting the town as much as possible to prevent the defeated Zhentil Fort army from destroying and slaughtering it.
The risk of pursuing Fuzzol Chamberlain was certainly not among them.
What's more, they are the chosen people of Bane, the god of tyranny, and they are accompanied by the legendary wizard Manshoon. I'm not sure if I can gain any advantage in the battle.
If it really doesn't work, forget it."
"No! How can this be let go?
Isn't fighting evil something that Tyr, the god of justice, advocates?
Just think about it, if Fuzor Chamberlain were to transport all the property and soldiers back to Zhentil Keep, how many towns around the Moon Sea would be able to resist their invasion?
We are taking action now precisely to stop the expansion of evil forces.
Don't hesitate!
Come with me!"
Yalusel grabbed Eribes' hand and urged him impatiently.
But you can't blame her for being reckless and impatient.
Compared to Neverwinter in the far north, the Kingdom of Cormyr has always been one of the countries facing the most severe pressure from infiltration and subversion from Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim.
If you look at the map, you will know that to the north of the Kingdom of Cormyr is the Valley, further north is Cormanthor, the seat of the ancient elven court, and a little further north is the Moon Sea, the seat of Zhentil Keep.
In fact, thanks to the activities of Zhentarim spies and assassins, Zhentil Keep and the Church of Bane have long spread throughout some areas of Cormanthor and the Valley.
Even within the Kingdom of Cormyr, near the north, there were several powerful nobles who defected to Bane, the god of tyranny.
In history, there have been more than one rebellion and war launched in an attempt to split the entire country or replace the current royal family.
Therefore, as a member of the royal family of Cormyr, Yalusel hates these despicable people who cause trouble every now and then more than anyone else.
She believed that if she could defeat one of the kingdom's greatest enemies, Fuzzol Chamberlain, not only would her father, the king, look at her differently, but all the rumors about her in the country would disappear, leaving only compliments and praise.
Looking at the eager eyes of the Iron Princess, Eribes thought over and over for several minutes, and finally nodded reluctantly: "Okay, I agree to go with you. But I can only take 2,500 people at most, and the rest will stay in Iliaba."
"No problem! Two thousand five hundred people are enough! Anyway, your goal is to attract the attention of Zhentil Keep and provide cover for my elite knights."
Yalusel agreed without even thinking about it.
Soon, under her action-oriented command, the well-rested Cormier Purple Dragon Knights mounted their mounts, crossed the Chongsa River tributary at a very fast speed, and galloped along the main road straight towards the direction of East City.
And Aribeth also personally organized 2,500 people to board the river transport ship and bite Fuzol Chamberlain's ass.
You have to know that Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim are not soft persimmons. The number of mages, warlocks and priests they have has always been high.
Therefore, their actions were quickly discovered and reported.
When the Tyrant of the Moon Sea saw that the two little girls dared to come and cause trouble for him, he was immediately furious.
After all, he was already feeling quite angry because he was played around by Zuo Si before, and now all kinds of people wanted to take advantage of him and use his subordinates to improve his record. This was totally intolerable.
If I don't teach Eribes and Yalusel a lesson, how can I survive in the underworld?
I guess the Harpers would burst out laughing when they found out, and they might even make up some jokes and stage plays to discredit themselves and perform them everywhere.
Therefore, Fu Zol Chamberlain simply chose to take advantage of the enemy's strategy, pretending that he knew nothing and letting the enemy follow him.
But secretly he ordered Manshoon and the mages to teleport a team of 400 orcs ashore in advance, dig a large number of half-meter-deep trenches near the landing site, and spread caltrops in places where the cavalry might launch a charge.
Since the wilds of Faerun are mostly overgrown with weeds, these traps are almost without exception covered by grass and bushes.
The orcs and mages hid in the dark, silently waiting for the opportunity to strike, intending to annihilate the 300 noble knights in one fell swoop and let the nobles of the Kingdom of Cormyr feel what unforgettable pain was.
The next time they declare war on Zhentil Keep, they will seriously consider the possible price they may have to pay.
Time flies, and two or three hours go by in a flash.
After Yalusel led more than 300 knights to the designated location, they immediately saw orcs, humans and earth elf soldiers landing on the river bank.
Maybe it was because they had just landed and had to transport a lot of supplies, so at first glance it looked messy and there was no decent formation organized at all.
What a great opportunity! The battle-hardened Iron Princess immediately realized that this was the perfect battlefield for the cavalry to maximize their combat effectiveness.
As long as the charge is fast and fierce enough, we can create chaos and drive all the unorganized soldiers into the river to feed the fish.
She had no idea it was a trap, and quickly drew her sword, raised it above her head, and shouted, "For the glory of Cormyr! Charge!"
"charge!"
"For the glory of Cormyr!"
"Kill all of these damn Zhentil Keep bastards without leaving a single one alive!"
"I'll chop off Fauzel Chamberlain's head!"
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Accompanied by the roars of youthful vigor, more than 300 noble knights completed the tasks of changing horses and putting on horse armor at an extremely fast speed, and then launched a charge with thunderous force on their expensive purebred war horses.
You should know that the Chongsa River has a typical concave structure.
Therefore, the bank has a significant inclination angle towards the river, and is about one hundred meters long, which is very suitable for cavalry acceleration.
In the blink of an eye, these knights rushing out of the woods caused the ground to shake slightly.
Just when they were full of confidence and wanted to kill people to win honor for themselves and their family, the most terrifying scene happened.
This was because someone had dug a large number of criss-crossing trenches in the grass and bushes along the way, and also spread a lot of caltrops for horses.
Therefore, when they were halfway through the charge, the knight in the front row suddenly felt that the horse under his crotch had missed a step or stepped on a caltrop and injured its hoof. He immediately let out a cry of pain and fell heavily to the ground due to inertia.
Fortunately, he only suffered minor injuries and was able to roll over quickly to avoid his companions who were whistling behind him.
But the unlucky ones either broke their necks and died on the spot, or were trampled into a pulp by the war horses rushing up from behind, or one of their feet accidentally stepped into the trench and was then crushed by the rolling war horses and broke their legs on the spot.
In an instant, more than half of the three hundred knights fell on the road of charge.
If you think that's the end of it, you are wrong.
Fuzzol Chamberlain vowed to teach the two little girls a lesson, so he acted as insidiously and cruelly as possible.
Just as Yalusel avoided all the traps with his superb horsemanship and was looking at his men lying on the ground in shock, the orcs, mages and warlocks who were ambushing on both sides of the woods and in the bushes finally took action.
Before the Iron Princess could react to what was happening, fireballs, lightning, spider webs, and poisonous clouds covered the entire area.
Some knights who tried to struggle out were blocked by orc warriors who were several times their number, and then chopped into meat paste alive.
In less than a few minutes, more than 300 Cormier Purple Dragon Knights were killed and less than 30 were left, and almost all of them were injured.
On the other side, although Eribes, who was chasing on a boat, witnessed it all, the problem was that she was too far away and could not send enough rescue personnel in a short time. She could only watch her allies being slaughtered and almost wiped out.
shock!
fear!
Desperate and unbelievable!
At this moment, Yalusel truly realized what the title "Tyrant of the Moon Sea" meant.
Compared with Fuzzol Chamberlain, who was insidious and cunning and had been involved in all kinds of conspiracies and intrigues all his life, her ridiculous war experience and tactical level were not even worthy of carrying his shoes.
Most importantly, because of her recklessness and misjudgment, this group of knights that had taken a lot of time, energy and money to train were wiped out by the enemy in less than ten minutes.
The Iron Princess even felt that it would be better for her to die in battle so that she wouldn't have to face the accusations of the nobles who had lost their sons and daughters when she returned.
And she was terrified of seeing disappointment in her beloved father's eyes.
Thinking of this, Yalusel ignored the knights' obstruction, swung the whip and whipped the warhorse's butt hard, then rushed out like an arrow.
She had only one target, and that was Fuzzol Chamberlain, who was standing on the river bank like a tyrant, staring at her with contempt.
As long as she can kill the Moon Sea Tyrant before her entire army is wiped out, she can wash away her shame and undo the mistakes she made.
With the crazy idea of either killing the opponent or being killed by the opponent, the princess quickly blessed herself with a series of abilities granted by the profession, including [Battle Cry], [Boost Morale], etc.
These are spell-like abilities that the Purple Dragon Knight can obtain after reaching a certain career level, and can greatly enhance the power of oneself and one's companions in battle.
In addition, she activated a large number of magical items on her body and drank a bottle of expensive potion that emitted a dazzling light.
In the face of this desperate death charge, anyone who tries to stand in its way will inevitably be crushed.
A member of the Bane Church who was a LV9 Dark Guard wanted to stand up to stop this crazy woman who was rushing towards the church leader, but was knocked directly into the air and beheaded by a sword in mid-air.
Although Yalusel's personal professional level was not high (LV7 Warrior, LV1 Ranger, LV2 Purple Dragon Knight), and his strength, agility and physical attributes were only sixteen points, the mount and equipment under his crotch were not ordinary stuff.
Needless to say, that top-notch warhorse, which is likely to be worth tens of thousands of gold coins and has the bloodline of a magical creature, may have no more than thirty horses in the entire Kingdom of Cormyr, and only members of the royal family are qualified to ride one.
The weaponry alone includes a +3 vorpal longsword...
Yes, you read that right.
Not only does it have an enchantment level of +3, but it also has a decapitation feature, which can ignore physical defense and directly chop off the opponent's head to kill instantly.
This is also the reason why the unlucky guy was beheaded with a sword just now.
There is also a full body armor of mithril made by a dwarf master, a +2 large metal shield, a Cormyr royal signet ring (which allows her to communicate with someone telepathically and know their location), a ring of protection from detection and positioning, a ring of free movement, and a +3 ring of protection.
The Iron Princess' luxurious equipment and her amazing performance of killing anyone who stands in her way during the charge fully demonstrate that rich and poor warriors are two completely different professions.
Many guys with much higher professional levels and stronger strength attributes than her eventually died with hatred under that cheating beheading sword.
When he passed through numerous obstacles and arrived in front of the Tyrant of the Moon Sea, the advantages that Yalusel had shown before disappeared in an instant. Instead, he was beaten by the former with his scepter. He kept blocking and retreating with the shield in his hand. Even his mount had its skull smashed and died on the spot. He himself was rolling in the mud and river water in a miserable state.
The reason was very simple! She used to rely on luxurious equipment to crush others, but now the situation is just the opposite, and she is being crushed by Fuzor Qianbury, who is also equipped with more advanced equipment and even has more than one artifact.
After all, the Iron Princess is just a mortal princess, but the chosen ones of Bane, the god of tyranny, have a series of voter abilities.
Especially the Scepter of the Eye of the Tyrant, each round of attack will be accompanied by the effect of weakening rays, which is absolutely a devastating blow to melee professions that rely on strength.
After just a few rounds, Yalusel couldn't hold on any longer. He couldn't even hold the big shield in his hand and was kicked to the ground.
Just as she was about to struggle to get up and make a final effort, Fuzol Chamberlain suddenly stepped forward and knocked the weapon and shield out of her hands, then pulled her out of the mud by her hair, staring at her pretty face covered in mud and laughing wildly.
Because if it weren't for your recklessness and impulsiveness, it would have taken a lot of effort to break through the blockade of the Cormyr fleet and bring all the property back to Zhentil Keep.
But now, your father the King will be happy to let me go in exchange for your freedom."
“Kill…Kill me!”
A strong sense of humiliation instantly swept through Yalusel's body. She struggled to raise her head and look at the powerful enemy in front of her, whom she might never be able to defeat. She didn't even notice that her teeth had bitten her lower lip and a string of blood was flowing out.
"Kill you?"
Fuzzol Chamberlain pursed his lips and smiled meaningfully.
"No, no, no, that would be such a waste, I won't sacrifice such an important chip.
In addition, I sincerely advise you not to have any thoughts of suicide or running away.
Because if you do that, I will kill all the remaining knights under your command.
Especially those young and beautiful women, who would be thrown to the orcs and half-orcs to eat before being killed, and even become pregnant and give birth to offspring.
Of course, if you commit suicide or fail to escape, you will face the same fate.
So if you are smart and rational, you'd better listen to what others say.
After I reach a deal with Yasan IV, I will naturally keep my promise and let you go.
After all, this is the price you have to pay for your recklessness and impulsiveness."
Hearing these words, the Iron Princess' heart sank instantly.
She wasn't stupid enough to doubt whether the other party would dare to put these threats into action.
Moreover, the fact that the orcs molested the captured female knights without restraint was enough to explain something.
As honor-loving nobles of Cormyr, they obviously could not accept the presence of a female member in their family who was gang-raped by lowly orcs and half-orcs and even became pregnant and gave birth to a child.
No matter how painful, helpless and desperate they are.
Because that would bring shame to the entire family and surname, and become a laughing stock in the entire aristocratic circle.
Therefore, when most women are defeated and captured, they would rather choose to commit suicide.
This is also why, under the intervention of the gods, gender equality in the continent of Faerun is far better than on Earth, but the proportion of women in the military in many regions has always been low.
Because in a war that turns people into beasts, once women are defeated and captured, they definitely suffer more than just beatings, abuse and hard labor, but also some situations that cannot be described in detail.
"You win... I am your prisoner now..."
At the thought of a dirty, smelly and extremely ugly orc pouncing on him and doing something disgusting, Yalusel couldn't help but shudder, and then closed his eyes resignedly.
She knew that she had to protect the reputation of the royal family and must not let this happen.
Otherwise, not only himself will suffer, but also his father, mother and the entire royal family.
Although the Obaiszir family has been the undisputed supreme ruler of the Kingdom of Cormyr for a long time, it is not without other competitors.
"Haha, I like your straightforwardness."
Fuzor Chamberlain grinned with a smug smile, then quickly stripped off all the magical items on the other person and put a pair of sturdy shackles on him.
Not only that, he also deliberately showed the captured Iron Princess to the approaching Erebus.
The latter quickly realized that the situation was hopeless and immediately ordered the transport ship to turn around and return to Iliaba, preparing to write a letter asking Zuo Si to deal with this troublesome matter that obviously involved diplomatic issues.
After all, whether to inform the Kingdom of Cormyr of the princess' capture or to negotiate with Zhentil Keep was not something Neverwinter could decide.
There is no doubt that the annihilation of more than 300 Purple Dragon Knights and the capture of Yalusel were not a big deal in terms of war.
After all, no matter how you look at it, there are only more than 300 people, not 3,000 people, let alone 30,000 people.
But it immediately caused an uproar on the political level.
The people of the Dragon Coast, who were originally very close to the Kingdom of Cormyr, suddenly realized that Cormyr was not as powerful as they had imagined when they heard that the invincible Iron Princess had been defeated so miserably and even became a prisoner.
Instead, it highlights the hard power demonstrated by the coalition led by Zuo Si in defeating the army of Zhentil Keep head-on at Baldur's Gate.
Suddenly, towns that had been inclined to allow Cormyr to rule or protect them returned to their previous wait-and-see attitude.
Fu Zol Chamberlain safely led his men to Ximen Port, and voluntarily gave up other occupied areas and withdrew his forces, preparing to wait for Zuo Si and Yasan IV to come and negotiate with him.
However, he did not know that Zuo Si was not in the continent of Faerun, or even in the universe where Toril was, but in another time and space called Innistrad, where he had fought with his cheap teacher for thousands of rounds.
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At this moment, two planeswalkers with amazing power have fought their way from the magnificent Markov Manor to the empty wilderness.
There was no other way! Since the destructive power of both magic and physical attacks was too terrible, Sorin realized after fighting for a while that if he continued like this, his home would be destroyed.
So they quickly moved the battlefield to an uninhabited open space.
Of course, to say that there was no one was not entirely correct.
At least there are a lot of weird creatures like werewolves, vampires and frog monsters living near this forest.
Among them, werewolves and vampires were there purely because they saw a fierce fight and wanted to observe what was going on up close.
Unfortunately, they were accidentally affected and were either captured and controlled through magic to be used as cannon fodder to tie down the opponent, or they disappeared on the spot under the effect of mass destruction magic.
In comparison, the giant frog monster hiding in the swamp and eating everything is the most innocent.
They are often several meters or even more than ten meters long, and can easily swallow a living person in one gulp. They usually survive by eating humans who happen to pass by, or by eating them as food sent by madmen who worship gods.
But after the arrival of the two evil stars, the water in the huge swamp was directly evaporated by the terrifying high temperature, and the frog monster itself turned into a half-cooked roasted frog.
Occasionally, there are those who are lucky enough to survive, but they will soon be controlled by Zuo Si, who is good at mind and charm magic, and eventually be drained of blood and vitality by the vampire Sorin.
There is no doubt that with the current intensity of the battle, both men can keep fighting for weeks, months or even years.
After all, with the support of a wide variety of land cards, they all have nearly unlimited mana to supplement it.
Moreover, one is an undead vampire, and the other is a unique form of big devil in Baator. No matter how long they fight, they will not feel tired.
Once again, through unknown magical power, he destroyed the force field hand released by Zuo Si. Suo Lin finally stopped the high-speed attack and defense conversion temporarily, and commented with interest: "I have to say, you gave me a big surprise, Sos.
Because before this, I have never seen any new generation of planeswalkers grow as fast as you.
Moreover, unlike those people who rely on igniting sparks to gain special abilities, you never rely on any single ability, but instead study, research and exercise to improve yourself comprehensively.
When it comes to magic theory and knowledge, even I may have to admit defeat.
In some ways, you are quite similar to Wu Jin.
No wonder he has always been optimistic about you.
And I can sense that you have hidden a lot of tricks and trump cards, right?"
"Why, are you planning to admit defeat?"
Zuo Si gently stroked the dog-killing sword in his hand with a playful smile on his face.
This artifact, created by the first generation goddess of magic, has a certain probability of triggering a special effect each time it hits a target, allowing the holder to instantly cast any arcane or divine spell from zero to nine rings, which brought him a huge advantage in the battle just now.
It can be said that if you want to practice both magic and melee combat, there is no weapon more suitable than the Dog-Slaying Sword.
In comparison, the magic blade that Zuo Si had previously created based on the Archmage's Staff - Counter Tide - had more advantages in spell confrontation and had more functions, but its actual combat effect was still slightly inferior to the Dog-Slaying Sword.
If you can develop dual-wielding combat skills, you will have a huge crushing advantage when facing spell-casting enemies.
As for the Chengyang Sword, it is a weapon specially prepared for killing gods and quasi-divine powers. It is still a semi-finished product and will not be used easily.
"Give up?"
Sorin couldn't help laughing when he heard this word. He teased, "Are you so eager to defeat your mentor?"
Zuo Si shook his head slightly. "No, I just want to find out how powerful ancient planeswalkers like you and Ugin are, so that I can be prepared to face Nicol Bolas."
"Tell me, Thors, why are you so determined to get rid of Nicol Bolas? Did he destroy your homeland, or kill someone important to you?"
Sorin's eyes sparkled with curiosity.
Because he has never figured out the motives and intentions of this cheap disciple in front of him.
After all, fighting against Nicol Bolas, the most powerful planeswalker today, is not a profitable thing in any way, but it may easily lead to fatal disaster.
Judging from Zuo Si's character, he would not do such a stupid thing.
What's more, if the sky falls, there is a tall person to hold it up.
The ones who should be worried are ancient planeswalkers like himself, Ugin, and Nahiri.
"No, neither. I'm just doing what I think is right and pursuing the goals that interest me, that's all." Zuo Si shrugged and answered.
Just like when he faced Wu Jin, he would not lie in this situation, but would deliberately make the answer vague and then selectively tell the truth.
Stopping Nicol Bolas in order to replace him could naturally fall under the category of "doing what you think is right."
Stealing the elders' spells to complete the upgrade of the Degraded Spark can be 100% classified as "pursuing goals that interest you."
So there is not a single lie in this misleading statement from beginning to end, but its effect is more effective than any lie.
Sorin raised his eyebrows in surprise and said sarcastically in a half-joking tone: "I didn't expect you to have such a strong sense of justice. But be careful not to jump too high and get caught by Nicol Bolas. I don't want to have to collect your body one day."
Zuo Si spread his hands nonchalantly and said, "Please rest assured, I cherish my life very much and have prepared many ways to avoid and escape death."
Even if I die one day, there will be countless forces vying to resurrect me, and it will not be your turn to worry about it.
But are you sure that today's assessment ends here? Maybe if we play for a while longer, I will reveal more cards. "
"Forget it. I don't want to destroy my home town of Innistrad."
As he spoke, Solin turned around and glanced at the scorched earth scene within a radius of more than ten kilometers, and sighed helplessly.
Because even for him, it would take several days to repair this place.
The only thing to be thankful for is that most of the undead creatures and monsters living in the area have died, so the land will probably become suitable for human survival in the future.
"Dear mentor, your emphasis on Innistrad is too obvious, and this is a fatal weakness.
If I were your enemy, I would provoke you by destroying and destroying this world, or even use it as bait to set a deadly trap.
So I suggest you hide this deep love deep in your heart, and it is best to act as if you don't care, or even take the initiative to cause some degree of repairable damage to it.
That way, your enemies will ignore this barren, small world."
Zuo Si gave his opinion solemnly.
After all, any intelligent person would try to hide their weaknesses.
Often the more you care about something, the less you will act like you don't care; the more you like something, the more you will show disgust for it.
On the contrary, those who don't care about or like something should act as if they cherish it.
Through this method of true and false, you can not only confuse the enemy's judgment, but also protect the people or things you cherish most.
But Sorin answered confidently, “That’s not necessary.
Because I created the archangel Avacyn and the Helvault to keep creatures like the Eldrazi from entering Innistrad.
Although the Hellvault was destroyed last time, I repaired it through some methods.
So today, Innistrad is impregnable and no one can threaten it.
As for Nahiri, at best she can only sneak in to cause some destruction and killing, but she cannot pose any threat to the foundation of the entire world."
Seeing his mentor shamelessly setting the flag, Zuo Si immediately observed a second of silence for the people of Innistrad.
According to general rules, it's fine if this flag is not set, but once it is set, something big is bound to happen in Innistrad.
However, he couldn't figure out that all three Eldrazi titans had been taken away by him, and New Phyrexia and Glowoil were also firmly imprisoned in Mirrodin. What could have caused a world-destroying disaster to occur in Innistrad, where Sorin was in charge?
Could it be the Sliver Demon, also known as the "ever-changing insect race"? Or something else that he didn't know about? However, since Sorin had made a promise, Zuo Si naturally couldn't say much. He could only watch as the other party turned around and walked towards the location of Markov Manor. After a while, he disappeared into the darkness.
About three to five minutes later, a pair of white arms suddenly appeared out of thin air from behind, slowly stroking down the shoulders, and at the same time, the iconic voice of the Lithomancer Nahirina was heard in the ears.
"My dear, you seem to be getting along well with our teacher, Sorin. I'm sure he's very proud of you now, isn't he?"
"You show up now, aren't you afraid that Sorin will come back and attack? You should know that he is already wary of you to the highest level."
Zuo Si turned his head and stared at the other person's silver eyes and slightly messy white hair.
Nahiri suddenly came closer without warning. The distance between them was less than a millimeter. They could even feel each other's breath, temperature and heartbeat. Then she burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! What are you afraid of? I am no longer the merciful me from thousands of years ago.
After my experience in the Helvault, I feel like a changed man.
It was Sorin who made me realize that the justice and kindness I had upheld before were all bullshit, and only strength and ruthlessness were everything.
If he attacks, I will give him a great gift.
By the way, have you met Wu Jin?"
Zuo Si raised his hand and gently pushed the crazy woman back, then replied with a disgusted expression, “Yes, I just met Wu Jin.
I have to say, he is really special, whether it is his strength, body, soul, or the ignited spark of the planeswalker.
And judging from Wu Jin's reaction, he should know the content and effect of the elder's spell.
This means that he is actually one of the people we need to guard against. "
"So what do you want me to do?"
Nahiri winked playfully.
"It's simple. I want you to go to Ravnica first and help me contact a very important person. Then go to Ixalan and stay there until the Immortal Sun is taken away by Nicol Bolas and his men."
Zuo Si didn't say anything polite and directly assigned the task to the Lithomancer.
Because he knew that with Wu Jin's return, the fight would become more intense, and he could no longer stay on the periphery as before, but had to participate deeply and make corresponding arrangements.
"Ravnica? Someone important? Damn it! You don't want to go with Nimmy..."
Before Nahiri could finish her words, Zuo Si put a finger on her lips to silence her.
"Shh—don't say that name. You know, he is one of the most crucial figures in determining the direction of this Spark War..."
(End of this chapter)
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