Volume 1 Chapter 184 The Six Sinister Warlords

Lynch felt that he was not doing his job properly and had brought shame to the aristocracy.

As a qualified noble, what you should do is to go to bed after eating every day, do nothing, and eat until you are fat and bloated.

It is the right thing to do to oppress the common people when there is no reason.

Instead of doing something as boring and unfulfilling as fighting a war.

If it weren't for his obsession with the magic books and wealth of Fort Origi, and if it weren't for the verbal attacks from those demigods, Lin Qi would not have participated in this war that only children fight.

Real bosses should stay at home and live a life where they cannot take care of themselves.

He lay on Xiao Hei's back, looked up at the starry sky, and felt deeply saddened by the decadent life he was leading on the battlefield at this time.

"Ah - let me go, I want to go home -"

Dasha, who was lying next to Lin Qi, suddenly jumped up and down, staring with frightened eyes and screaming.

When the wind blew, he lay on Xiao Hei's back again. He seemed to find that this was still the sky. His eyes rolled back and he passed out.

Lynch didn't care, he was used to it.

We have been flying for three days, flying and stopping on and off. I have lost count of how many times I have fainted.

"Dasha, you should be grateful. I do all this so that you can grow up as quickly as possible." Lin Qi found that he had a natural talent for raising children.

"I really envy this child." Holkes, who was sitting next to Lynch, looked at Dasha with envy and exclaimed: "With the guidance of the Father, he will definitely grow up healthily."

There was a violent wind howling in the sky, and Lynch's white hair was blowing. He was very proud of his talent as a nanny.

"Sir, we will soon reach the Homer Plains."

A black shadow flashed across the sky, and Marcus had already flown to Xiao Hei's side on his flying dragon, shouting loudly.

The Homer Plain will be the site of the decisive battle between the Kingdom of Crea and Castle Origi.

The army of the Kingdom of Clay had no other way to go except this road. Apart from this place, there were only mountains and lakes on both sides.

However, the logistics of the Kingdom of Clay do not allow it to embark on a long journey.

After taking Selby in the Land of Grace, the nobles of Castle Origi have been sending reinforcements to the Homer Plains in order to guard against the current actions of the Kingdom of Klei.

After several demigods controlled the king and nobles of Fort Orange, they directly sent a large number of soldiers and militiamen from Fort Orange to the Homer Plains of Fort Orange.

As descendants of the god of war, Kudoimos, they are born with a bloodline called "war". Nothing can excite them more than plunging mortal countries into war.

Even though Fort Orange is in worse shape than ever, it's just a game to them.

"Sir, we have already detected that Fort Origi has assembled nearly a million troops!" Marcus said solemnly, "Not only that, Fort Origi has also deployed nearly a million civilians on the front line! According to intelligence, those crazy demigods have given weapons to those civilians, preparing to let those civilians launch the first wave of attacks when the war starts!"

"Are those little guys crazy?"

Hearing Marcus' words, Hercules exclaimed.

Although he already knew that there was a bit of madness in the blood of Kudoimos, he never thought that his offspring would be so heartless.

"Sir, they want to use civilians to consume the strength of our army and increase the psychological burden on our soldiers, further undermining the morale of our soldiers."

Marcus looked at Hercules deeply.

He didn't know who this guy was, but he didn't bother to ask. However, he felt a strong sense of oppression from Holkes.

He continued to say to Lynch: "Although this approach is cruel and will affect the morale of the soldiers in Fort Orange, it will undoubtedly cause chaos in our army. Although the opponents are all civilians from other countries, our soldiers are also human beings, and it is difficult for them to attack those civilians. Those civilians... there are many elderly people, women and children."

"Fort Origi had no walls on Homer Plains, and those civilians became their walls."

Lynch frowned.

He didn't know why, but he felt deeply disgusted with what the six demigod brothers and sisters did.

Not to mention whether or not he would feel psychologically burdened if he killed these civilians, they might become his own little leeks in the future!

Lin Qi narrowed his eyes and asked, "So the root of everything is those six demigods, right? What if they died?"

Hearing this, Marcus's face remained solemn: "According to intelligence, they are in the Royal City of Fort Origi. And these soldiers all obey the orders of the nobles. Unless we kill all the nobles in Fort Origi, those soldiers don't have the courage to let those civilians go."

"I understand." Lynch took a deep breath.

He said quietly, "Actually, this battle doesn't have to be fought."

Marcus was stunned: "Sir, what do you mean?"

"Marcus, come here." Lynch waved at Marcus.

After Marcus approached, Lynch narrowed his eyes and made a few movements: "When the time comes, you will do this first, then that, and finally this. Do you understand?"

"???"

Marcus watched Lynch use his right hand as a knife and dance a few times. He blinked a few times and lost consciousness on the spot.

After a long time, he shook his head and felt that the wind in the sky was too strong and it made his head hurt.

I can't understand it at all, and I can't understand it at all.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that it was very powerful, as if it was going to kill someone.

Seeing that Marcus didn't move for a long time, Lynch sighed.

He often worried about his subordinates' IQ and asked Marcus again, "Do you understand?"

"I...I am stupid. Your wisdom is unmatched. Please speak frankly." Marcus lowered his head in shame.

"I let you at night..."

As Lynch spoke, Marcus' eyes became brighter and brighter.

He is a commander, but when it comes to war, he has not yet stepped out of the war mindset.

"Sir, I understand what you mean." Marcus showed a happy expression on his face: "Sir, I will do it now!"

"Oh, stupid subordinate." Lynch murmured as he watched Marcus leaving.

Aren't my actions obvious enough?

When I watched TV dramas a hundred years ago, the villains were all played like this. Why can their subordinates understand them, but their own subordinates are so stupid?

...

The Homeric Plains lie ahead.

The place is full of birds and lush grass. The soldiers of the Kingdom of Klei have already found a place to set up camp.

Marcus sat on the back of the flying dragon, looked at the tents connected to each other on the ground and the soldiers moving around, and smiled.

With Lynch's method, he felt much more relaxed.

He found the largest tent and frowned.

He had once stayed in a tent like this when he was the chief of the royal cavalry.

I thought I would never set foot in the camp of the Kingdom of Claire again, but who would have thought that I would enter such a place again.

Soon, Marcus jumped down.

He slowly opened the curtain of the yurt-like tent and walked in.

I saw some nobles and several important figures from the Land of Grace in the tent, sitting around a sand table and discussing something seriously.

"What do those human civilians have to do with our Land of Grace? Kill them all. No one can stop my master's journey!"

"Chief Bobo... that's not how it works..."

"The Magic Tribe seconded the proposal. With just one hundred puppet giants, these humans will not be a problem!"

"Hey, my Daoge clan leader, please be a good dwarf..."

"This is war. War always represents blood and cruelty. Moreover, this is the sin of Fort Origi, not our Land of Grace."

"Mr. Six, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

"......"

The nobles of the Kingdom of Klei were sweating profusely as they tried to admonish the bigwigs of the Land of Grace. When they heard about the dangerous evil intentions of Fort Origi, they were quite helpless.

As nobles, they also felt that the lives of civilians were unimportant.

But they cannot be as effusive as the big guys in the Land of God's Grace. After all, they are nobles, and the territory of the nobles needs population and development, which requires reputation.

Of course, there are also many nobles who really care about the survival of ordinary people.

For example, Sam.

"Mr. No. 1 would never want such a thing to happen. He is the kindest man in the world..." Sam wanted to give more advice.

Paul said coldly: "Master Sam, our wish is to build a better world. We should not give up our goal because of a small number of people."

"..." Sam was speechless.

Just then, Marcus coughed.

If it weren't for Lynch's method, he would probably have agreed to massacre civilians like his colleagues.

Once a person has a clear goal and regards it as the ultimate purpose of life...then that person will be terrible.

There are many such people in the land of God's grace.

Everyone turned their eyes to Marcus.

"Mr. No. 2, you are here? Have you told the gentleman about the matter? What is the gentleman's answer?" Sam asked Marcus happily.

Marcus frowned. Every time he saw the nobles of the Kingdom of Clae, he would recall the past.

I once made great contributions to the kingdom. I was a commoner at that time, just like now. However, those nobles never respected me as much as they do now.

"Sir has already given his answer. Please call all the powerful warriors above level 3 to come here. Thank you very much." Marcus smiled faintly, looked at Paul again, and said, "By the way, ask the Berserkers to gather as well. Sir has given us a mission."

Everyone was a little confused when they heard this, but they still did as they were told.

Soon, more than a thousand extraordinary powerful people gathered in an open space.

The faces of those extraordinary and powerful humans were flushed.

Damn...there are less than a hundred people above the third level of transcendence...

Moreover, they were trembling under the violent aura of the Berserkers.

Those tall and rough berserkers gave them a great sense of oppression.

Marcus took a deep breath, looked at the strong men in front of him, slowly raised his right hand, made it into a knife shape, and danced it a few times.

"Our mission today is this, then that, and then this! Do you understand?" Marcus asked in a deep voice.

"???"

The strong men looked at each other.

Although I can't understand it or hear it, I always feel it is very powerful.

"Ahem, Mr. No. 2, I am a little dull and don't know what you mean?" Wheeler felt that he needed to ask for advice.

Marcus breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone was confused.

It turns out that my IQ is still on par with the general public, which is great.

Then, he slowly told Lynch's plan.