Warhammer Seal

Chapter 318 My Evil Moon
If you want to select the poorest and weakest elector in the history of the empire.

Then Wende must be able to occupy the top three.

The first is that there are no soldiers in the army, no one fights and fights for his name.

The second is that there is no network of relationships, no marriages with other nobles in the empire, and almost no other nobles can be called by name.

In the end, there is no money. Although he can touch two thousand gold coins all over his body, he is a rich man in the eyes of ordinary people and even large groups, but he is an elector. What can such a little money do?
"I know how Ruixi died, it's all because of my incompetence! There is always a limit to a person's strength. I can obviously cultivate a large army of my own to fight north and south, but within three years Running around and getting nothing done."

Ruixi's death hit Wende so hard that most of the time he had problems with his thinking.

No matter what the starting point is, they will be so extreme that they blame themselves for incompetence.

But in the end, he will be forced to calm down, but Wende's mentality has already changed at this time.

"I need my own army!"

The Plague Clan can ignore it, they have already got into the tunnel, and humans and lizardmen are helpless except for the dwarves who can intercept them.

Immediately, he set off and returned to the floating pyramid, where he had an artillery unit he had borrowed from the Hunter Marshal's Expeditionary Army.

It's too easy to support one's own forces. Wende didn't want to do it before, but it doesn't mean he can't.

A handful of gold coins bought all the artillery units, and whoever pays the army will listen to such a unit.

At the same time, the various markets and settlements inside the suspended pyramid also posted notices written by Wen De.

"conscription!"

The most indispensable thing in this world is people who want to make a living in the war. They only need a salary higher than that of the Hunter Marshal to attract many people to join Wende's command.

Don't have any experience?Don't worry at all, after ordinary militiamen are put into training, Wende has a whole set of methods to turn them into heroic fighters.

At six o'clock in the morning, on time, without any hesitation, a piercing alarm rang over the entire barracks.

All the recruits got up immediately and quickly put on their equipment.

Wende had already been waiting in the training ground, silently watching all the sand in the hourglass next to him drain out.

"The time is up, those who have not completed the line will be punished with ten lashes!"

The most important thing in running an army is to keep your word. If you say ten lashes, you will never reduce it to nine lashes.

Only half of the entire army had completed the formation, and the rest generally lay down directly in the infirmary. The two hundred hospital beds that were originally prepared were not enough.

This made Moxi very busy, constantly grinding herbs and distributing them to every injured human soldier. He had no idea what happened to Wende.

Why did a guy who was so kind and full of courage in the past become so violent after returning to the old world once?

Mo Xi was curious, but Mo Xi didn't ask, and quietly brewed the herbal medicine.

But even if Wende physically punished nearly half of the soldiers, still no one chose to slip away or retire.

Because the food here is so good.

Almost all soldiers at the grassroots level of the empire can only eat ordinary bread, and they can eat wine and meat before the war.

In Wende's military camp, meat is the basic configuration in the daily diet.

Ordinary soldiers in the empire basically have symptoms of malnutrition, weak bodies, and everyone has night blindness.

If food and training can be guaranteed, every human in the empire can achieve the physical fitness of a giant swordsman.

Therefore, Wende never made any deductions for food and military pay.

The army's weekly salary is paid every Monday, and it will never be postponed to the next week.

The artillerymen recruited with a lot of money before also played their role, and were dismantled into non-commissioned officers and entered various infantry squads.

These artillerymen who graduated from Nun City are all intellectuals, not only familiar with various mathematical knowledge, but also one of the few people in the empire who can read and write except for the nobles.

That's right, these artillerymen who were dismantled into non-commissioned officers began to conduct literacy education to ensure that all soldiers under Winde could have the ability to read and write.

At the same time, it promotes authoritarian education, eats Wende's, takes Wende's, and then must fully obey Wende's orders.

After these methods, they pulled up an armed separatist force of their own in a very short period of time, and the only price was to spend all of Wende's money.

Don't worry, Wende has already considered the lack of money. Looking up at the sky, the huge evil moon is getting closer and closer to such a continent.

Originally, he wanted to completely destroy the meteorite, but now Wende has other plans.

For people in other parts of this planet, they can no longer see the evil moon in the sky. For the creatures of the entire Lustria, the evil moon covers half of the sky, and there is a whole volcanic archipelago. size.

There was no mistake in the calculation. In just one month, Xie Yue was completely constrained by the gravity of the earth, and began to smash towards the Lustria continent at a very slow speed.

The Slans headed by Master Ma all gathered in Hesiota. Of course, they couldn't pin all their hopes on that hot-blooded Wende.

If the ancient sage long sword inserted on the top of the stargazing room fails to work, then all the Slans will unite to prevent the direct impact of Xie Yue.

It took effect.

The powerful anti-magic ability of the Sword of Salvation directly slowed down the falling speed of Xie Yue, and the whole Xie Yue was slowly being pushed aside like an onion.

The shell of the outermost dimension stone was affected by the sword of salvation strengthened by the spiritual vein network, and it directly changed from the dark green dimension stone to the most common gray dust, which completely dissipated in the sky.

Layer after layer, the dimensional stones that make up the evil moon are being slowly turned into stones, and then become harmless sand and stones that fall in the entire Lustria rainforest.

"Those outside the plan, thank him for his sacrifice."

In Master Ma's opinion, if Xie Yue is to be continuously weakened like this, and finally fall harmlessly to the world, at least all the Slans must die.

And Wende can do it just because he still has a long sword left by the Old Sage, so what a painful sacrifice he must have made.

Finally, within a day, the evil moon, which was originally as big as a volcanic island, was weakened into a meteorite the size of a city. The central part was smashed away.

That's the nest of the plague clan, and they can't get Xie Yue's core dimension stone.

Wende has already prepared his own army, and at the same time sincerely wrote a letter of appeal for the legendary heroes in that legendary fishing village.

Of course, I don't expect those reclusive guys to come out to help me. Wende only understands one truth, and he can only rely on himself for everything.

"Everyone march! Take the evil moon that belongs to me!"

(End of this chapter)