Quadruple split.

Chapter 650 Northern Blood Barbarians

After that, the three chatted for another half an hour, but they didn't make any substantial progress. After all, they knew too little information at the moment. Nor did it draw any more reliable conclusions than 'remain vigilant'.

"Ah, it's really annoying!"

Huo Yanyang scratched his hair vigorously, and yelled loudly: "Let's be juniors, don't worry about this. I'll go to my mentor later and let them worry about it."

Mo Tan nodded slightly: "This is the only way to go now."

Yizuo clenched his fists in displeasure, and said in a low voice: "If the United side is willing to cooperate with Sumir sincerely, no matter how cunning those heretics are, the situation will not develop to the present level. I really don't know what they are thinking. what."

What she said is not wrong, even though there are a large number of Whispering Cultists, their individual strength is not weak under the increase of 'Whispering', and there is also the 'Whispering City' built in the range of Sumir as a stronghold, But even so, its strength is only barely strong enough to fight against the Holy Mountain side, and it is definitely not strong enough to easily defeat the latter, otherwise this battle will not last half a year.

It is true that Sumer can indeed be said to be a holy place in the minds of most orcs in the Innocence Continent, but this place is different from other holy places. Take the city of miracles that mages look forward to as an example, it can also be described in a certain sense. The latter, known as the "Holy Land" in the world, is the only floating city in the entire continent, and it is also the headquarters of the Mage Guild. Among them, there are no less than fifty legend-level sages who are resident in the city of miracles. As for the epic-level Let's put it this way, if there are no special circumstances, the minimum requirement to enter there is the Epic Rank, and it is simply a dream for ordinary mid-level and high-level mages to enter the City of Miracles.

It is said that there are thousands of mage towers in that floating city alone, and there are countless large-scale barriers that are updated every year. If cultists of the same size as the holy mountain Sumir are allowed to attack there, it will be considered a disaster. If the Dafa practitioners in the city do not act, it is conservatively estimated that they will all die within three days.
And he crashed to death on the barrier outside the City of Miracles.

But the holy mountain Sumer located in the extreme north is another situation. Although it is also a holy place, this holy place is a holy place for pilgrims. Simply put, Sumer has a high status, but does not have enough power. The orcs who pass here will basically come to pay their respects to the holy mountain. Every year, a large number of shaman priests of different races will come to worship. Their own combat power is still maintained at a level that is neither high nor low, not weak, but by no means powerful.

This is also impossible. After all, before the Whispering Sect aggressively attacked Sumer, this historic holy mountain has almost never encountered any attacks. Its nature is similar to those religious organizations in the City of Light, but the relationship between the two The difference is that Sumir, who has been indifferent to the world for many years, does not have any "hostile units" on the mainland, but the Holy Church United side has many threats. To give the simplest example, every believer of the Aurora Sect walks outside From time to time, it is possible to be opened by any night sect believer. As long as the two parties meet, no matter whether they have met each other or not, there is a high probability of knocking out the other's dog's brain, but those followers of shamanism are not. This kind of natural enemy, they may be beaten for offending someone, having a grudge against someone, being ugly, etc., but they will never be hostile because they believe in shamanism.

To sum up, we can draw a conclusion, that is, compared with Sumer, which is also a "religious holy place", and the capital of light, the former's mainland status is basically equivalent to the entire Holy Church Union, but only in terms of strength or combat power In other words, Sumir is slightly inferior to any large sect in the City of Light, and it is not known how many times worse than the entire City of Light.

That's why those Whispering Cultists, who had absolutely no chance of attacking the idea of ​​the City of Light, dared to fight Sumir, and even had a slight advantage after the fight.

"It's a sad thing, I have to say."

Mo Tan sighed, turned his head and smiled helplessly at Yizuo, and said to her like a serious senior: "But there is one thing to say, although the commander of the crusade army is not very authentic in terms of attitude, but from the United The interests here can be regarded as tenable. After all, judging from the current situation, if the crusading army goes all out to attack the 'Whispering City', although it is very possible to reverse the situation or even directly Destroy the enemy, but after a battle, you will definitely lose your vitality, so it will be difficult to defend the Gray White Plain and the Blood Feather Terrace."

Yizuo was taken aback for a moment, and then murmured in confusion: "Are you sure about the Gray White Plain and the Blood Feather Terrace?"

"Exactly what?"

Huo Yanyang saw that Yizuo seemed to understand something, and hurriedly asked: "What about the Gray Plain and the Blood Feather Terrace? Where are they?"

Mo Tan was shocked, and looked at Huo Yanyang like a ghost: "What have you been doing for the past six months?"

The latter blinked and began to snap his fingers: "Fight, study, task, fight, study, fight, fight, fight."

Obviously, since arriving in Sumir, this buddy has basically never been busy with anything other than fighting, so he has no impression of those places that are not too far away from here.

"You don't pay attention to anywhere except your own one-acre three-point land."

Mo Tan sighed, and then said to Huo Yanyang earnestly: "Listen, the Gray White Plain and the Blood Feather Terrace are located in the southwest of the holy mountain Sumer, yes"

"Cough cough."

Yizuo coughed slightly in embarrassment, leaned into Mo Tan's ear and whispered: "Senior, it's Southeast, Southeast."

Mo Tan's face froze, he laughed awkwardly, and took half a step back: "I'll liven up the atmosphere, um, you should tell him the details according to Yizuo."

Huo Yanyang gave him a "shameless" look, obviously remembering the glorious deeds of Mo Tan losing himself six or seven times in just a few hours when they helped Cui Xiaoyu with the computer. The explanation of 'active atmosphere' scoffed.

But what an honest girl Yizuo is, when she saw her senior ask her to explain it, she didn't doubt it at all, so she immediately started popularizing science for Huo Yanyang seriously.
Gray Plain, Blood Feather Terrace, Steel Tooth Tribal Country, Boneyard and Duantou Cliff are located in the southeast of the holy mountain Sumir, and they can be called the most barbaric places in the entire Northeast Continent. A wild tribe, although its inhabitants are physically no different from other tribes on the mainland, but in terms of style, they are notoriously savage and domineering. They don't seem to be very interested in civilized society, and they have no intention of integrating themselves into it. , They fanatically support the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, and survival of the fittest. They follow the wildness surging in their blood like an atavistic phenomenon, and are keen on plundering and killing.

Whether it is the harpies of the Bloodfeather Terrace, the wild boars of the Steel Tooth Tribal Country, the gray dwarves of the Gray Plains, or the Lizardmen of Duantou Cliff, their folk customs are so sturdy that ordinary people cannot understand them.

These indigenous peoples, who are regarded as barbarians and thugs by the outside world, will break out a major war almost every few years. In addition to effectively reducing the population load, they will also determine the status of each tribe in the next few years during the war. Simply put, it is the crown of the strongest.

He is the strongest in the literal sense. In the hundreds of years of history in this barbaric land, all the tribes that have won the dominance have stood out by stepping on the mountains of corpses and blood, and the leading supporters have won The leader who won in the end is the cruelest, most cunning, and strongest existence among them, but these heroes will also be kicked off the altar by other heroes in the next few years or ten years, and become part of the numerous corpses , again and again.

So if someone randomly grabs a bard and asks him where the most chaotic and united places are in the entire northeast continent, then they will only get one answer—the northern blood bard!
During times of war, those guys could brutally slaughter their 'neighbors' to extermination; but when the 'king' of each round is established, these lunatics who were able to kill people at the first second will immediately become The Predator with the strongest execution ability turned his bloodthirsty blade to other places, under the order of the ruler.

For example, in places outside the sphere of influence of the 'Blood Barbarian', they burned, killed and looted.

Food, gold coins, and even the population used to breed the next generation of thugs can all be obtained through plunder.

As neighbors, both the Skolko Hills in the west and the Dwarf Mountains in the east are naturally within its hunting range.

Among them, the gray-white plain and Xueyu platform, which are located relatively south, border on Dubuya city and Gospel mountain city on the northern border of the sanctuary, so the latter two are naturally targeted by "blood barbarians" for many years. under threat from those thugs.

It was okay in the past, although those guys occasionally went to the south to fight the autumn wind, but knowing that the two cities were under the protection of the Holy Church, the blood barbarians would not go too far. It's fairly restrained.

It wasn't until thirty years ago that more than a dozen villages and two dungeons on the west side of the Dwarf Mountain Range were all relocated to the hinterland of the Mountain Range, and the blood barbarian forces, who were harvested from deteriorating conditions, changed from their previous slightly 'moderate' style and launched a new campaign against the northern border of the Sanctuary. Many times of inhuman raids!

If it weren't for the timely response of the major sects located in the City of Light, they immediately organized a large number of combat forces and sent them to the northern border of the sanctuary to suppress them, perhaps Dubuya City and Gospel Mountain City would have become history more than [-] years ago up.

It was also from then on that the Holy Church Alliance dispatched a large number of combat forces to garrison the northern border every year. On the one hand, it was to allow the locals to sleep well, and on the other hand, it wanted to find opportunities to eliminate those vicious thugs. But after more than [-] years of stalemate, although the two border towns have always stood firm, the blood barbarians have never received a fatal blow.

"Isn't it? Sister, are you kidding me?"

When Huo Yanyang heard this, he finally couldn't hold back, and exclaimed loudly: "Your Holy Cult Alliance is so awesome! How could you have been in a stalemate with a bunch of bandits for more than [-] years?!"

Yizuo sighed, shook his head slightly and said, "Mr. Huo Yanyang, I actually wanted to say it a long time ago. You seem to have some kind of misunderstanding about our Holy Cult Union."

"misunderstanding?"

Huo Yanyang raised his eyebrows with a gloomy expression: "I don't think so."

Yizuo smiled wryly and exchanged glances with Mo Tan, and said helplessly: "I am not referring to the dirty deeds done by some people. In this respect, I am as angry as you. I wish I could send those despicable and shameless people to the Inquisition with my own hands. .”

Huo Yanyang's expression immediately softened, and he said with a dry smile, "I just said that Miss Yizuo will definitely not speak for those who try to frame you and Hei Fan."

The female knight smiled faintly, and then said seriously: "My so-called 'misunderstanding' is that you have somewhat overestimated the strength of the Holy Church Alliance."

"what?"

Huo Yanyang seemed a little dazed, and waved his hands and said, "Aren't you backed by God? Don't you have believers who can't be counted in the vast majority? Don't you have a lot of powerful knights and priests?" Is it an army like this? Aren’t there epic-level powerhouses with at least four digits? Are these all fake?”

"Hey, let me tell you."

Mo Tan, who had the same misunderstanding as Huo Yanyang in Misha County, shrugged, shook his fingers and explained: "Actually, what you said just now is not wrong. There are so many believers, thousands of The epic powerhouses are all facts, but man, you have overlooked one thing"

Huo Yanyang looked at Mo Tan very puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"What you said is the power of the unity of the Holy Cult within the entire continent, not the power of the unity of the Holy Cult in the Sanctuary or the City of Light."

Mo Tan spread his hands and said as concisely as possible: "To give the simplest example, many places with medium or large-scale churches have many paladins, templars, priests, and priests stationed in them, and there will also be churches. Powerful people such as bishops, high priests, and patriarchs, although these people belong to the Holy Church Union, most of them cannot be regarded as the headquarters of the Holy Church Union, which is the power of the capital of light. For example, the Justice Church in XX City belongs to The union of the holy religion, but it belongs to XX city and not to the city of light, do you understand?"

Huo Yanyang pursed his lips and thought for a long time, then nodded hesitantly and said, "I understand."

"Forget it, let me give you another example"

Mo Tan gave a dry laugh, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Do you know the Heavenly Sect? Its followers exceeded one billion a few decades ago. Do you think the fighting power of the Heavenly Sect's believers and the Vatican can be directly equated? "

Huo Yanyang just slapped his forehead, showing a dazed expression: "I understand if you said that earlier, what the hell, so you said that you are united by the Holy Cult, uh, that's not right, your combat power in the City of Light is probably not as good as Where is our holy mountain?!"

"That's definitely not the case. After all, you have to consider the issue of the power system."

Mo Tan first shook his head with a smile, then his expression froze.
"But it's definitely not as powerful as you imagined, and because of this, some people's decision to cherish feathers is actually quite tenable!"

Chapter six hundred and fortieth three: the end

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