The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 612 Prepare for war

Taoist Xuanqing's message came at the right time, because the next day after he delivered the message, the elite team on the front line sent back the information.

They discovered that an unknown army was advancing towards the front line.

These troops were dressed in black armor and held black guns and bows in their hands. They were like robots, advancing towards the front line day and night.

In these armies, they also saw many werewolves wearing wide robes. These werewolves were often in the center of the legion, and looked out of place with the surrounding soldiers.

Without the intelligence from Taoist Xuanqing, these armies would not only cause the goblins to misjudge, but would still be enough to attract the goblins' guards. If they encountered the real Taoist army, they would probably not be able to react in time, resulting in the inability to completely annihilate the Taoist army.

These Taoists are easy to deal with when they are gathered together, but if they are scattered throughout the countryside, they will become the most troublesome enemies.

A Taoist who has cultivated into an immortal body is definitely no less difficult to deal with than an ordinary three-ring wizard.

"Keep the front line on alert and be ready to deal with the attack of the werewolf army at any time." The highest command room issued an order.

After the first intelligence, more than ten intelligence reports were sent back from the front line. These intelligence reports were all about the Taoist Corps, but all the reports had nothing to do with the real Taoist Corps.

The Taoist Corps seemed to be non-existent.

Looking at the goblins in the command room who were discussing where the Taoist Legion might be, Richard had no intention of getting involved.

No matter how strong the Taoist army was, it was impossible to hide from Richard's eyes. As long as he wanted, the Taoist army would have nowhere to hide. But he didn't do that.

Although Richard hated to test this statement, he was doing something of a similar nature at the moment.

These goblin armies will have to face a civilized battlefield in the future. If he needs to intervene to resolve this simple indigenous war, it only means that he has made a mistake.

The goblins will no longer have an army in the future, and this race will become a purely logistical race... This doesn't seem to be a bad thing for the goblins.

In short, unless the situation deteriorates to the point where he has no choice but to take action, he will not take part in this battle personally.

Suddenly, a call sounded in his ears.

"My Lord, I succeeded!"

……

In the prisoner-of-war camp, tens of thousands of werewolf warriors knelt on the ground surrounding the young master.

At this moment, the young master's body was stained with holy light, and his white hair with a hint of gold was shining like gold.

At this moment, three days had passed since he entered the prisoner-of-war camp. During these three days, he started with the most powerful werewolves in the camp and subdued these leading wolves using blood suppression and the werewolf ancestral method of subjugation.

Werewolves are creatures that need a leader. Once the leader is conquered, the werewolves under his command will also be conquered. Even if there are some who refuse to obey, they are only a small minority.

When faced with those who refused to obey, the young master's approach was simple.

"If you don't obey the king, you will die."

After they were subdued, Bai began to teach them the teachings of the Order of Miracles—of course, this was a special edition for werewolves. After all, goblins and werewolves were very different races, and if they were copied completely, it would probably lead to a strange situation like forbidding tigers to be eaten in full meat and requiring a combination of meat and vegetables.

After imparting the scriptures to several wolf leaders, the wolf leaders would then consciously spread the scriptures to the next level.

Under the leadership of the leader, the wolves began to consciously accept the scriptures. And when everyone began to accept the scriptures, conformity emerged.

The vision described in the scriptures is very beautiful, and it is ten thousand times better than the current family rule. Even the most stubborn werewolves admit this. At first, werewolves studied the scriptures perhaps because of the requirements of the leader wolf, or because of following the crowd. But when they really think about the content, the seeds of faith appear.

These people are not old farmers in the countryside, they are warriors, even if they are warriors from lower-class families, they can read and write, which means that their minds are more active than those of old farmers.

At this time, the young master began to wander around the camp, answering questions for these warriors.

Although the young master was young, as the legitimate son of an aristocratic family, he had read a lot of books since he was young. Even in the Luo family, he did not stop learning.

When it comes to talking and thinking, these werewolves can't catch up with him even if they try their best.

Under the guidance of the young master, the first believers appeared. The warriors who became believers, under the guidance of the young master's oracle, began to preach to the people around them.

Word spread quickly. In just three days, all the prisoners in the prisoner-of-war camp became the young master, or the White Wolf God's followers.

Although most of these people are just shallow believers, it is enough.

The original believers of the White Wolf Society, the Fairyland World Branch of the Miracle Order, and the skeleton of the priests have been built. What remains is to spread this belief and pass it on from the warriors to the civilians.

The power of a samurai's faith is no nobler than that of a commoner.

On the contrary, the faith of uneducated civilians is often much purer than that of educated smart people, and they are more likely to give birth to devout believers and fanatics.

Richard arrived at the prisoner-of-war camp, and after seeing the werewolf warriors kneeling and praying, a smile appeared on his face. The young master was his follower of God, so the young master's followers were also his followers. Therefore, he could feel the depth of the werewolves' faith around him at this moment.

In his perception, within three days, the young master created twelve fanatical believers and hundreds of devout believers.

This number is enough to support a small sect.

"It seems that you should have your own team."

The young master came to Richard, crossed his hands over his chest, and said respectfully: "These are all the results of your help."

Richard looked behind the young master and saw that the white fur had turned snow-white for some unknown reason.

"You gave him blood?"

"Yes." "That saves me the trouble. Let him go to the laboratory. Chong Yinhart will further transform him. Put the missionary work on the agenda as soon as possible. Our occupied area is not small."

"Yes, my lord."

……

"Still no trace?"

"still none."

In the command room, a group of old goblins who had fought in the abyss war for hundreds of years were looking at the map on the table, scratching their heads anxiously.

Half a month had passed since the first puppet army was discovered. All kinds of intelligence collected from the front line were sent to the command tower one after another. But they just couldn't find the Taoist army.

The elite team's exploration range has already expanded to 200 kilometers outside the front line. Military deployment maps have been delivered in piles. If a war breaks out now, there will be no need for elite teams to assassinate, and the infantry alone can easily advance the front line.

"Could it be that this group of people didn't come to the front line at all? They are still in the rear, and they only sent a small force to scout the front?" an old goblin guessed.

"Impossible. We have received the news for half a month. Even the werewolf warriors should have gathered intelligence. These people must be hiding somewhere, waiting for us to advance the front and give us a hard time."

As he spoke, a trace of cruelty appeared on the face of an old goblin.

"Send out the air force as well. These guys can hide like clouds. Maybe they are disguised as that cloud and are staring at us."

"That makes sense. I'll dispatch the air force right away."

An hour later, the war airships were dispatched en masse, and the goblin air force in flight suits began to clear the airspace near the front line. Large swathes of clouds were destroyed by witchcraft, so that the front line was cloudy and rainy.

……

Front line, outside defense zone 13.

"Why are these extraterritorial demons so elite?"

Looking at the well-organized goblins in the Taoist mirror, a Taoist priest uttered an exclamation that was almost like complaining. He was born in an upper-class family, and his family had a fairly large number of warriors, so he knew how much effort it took to train an army of goblins like this.

But during reconnaissance, he discovered that these extraterritorial demons did not seem to have the army he usually imagined, and each one was extremely elite.

"Anyone who can follow the Great Demon to invade other worlds cannot be a fool," another Taoist beside the mirror replied.
"How to do?"

"What else can we do? Go back and tell the commander that this place is not a pushover."

After saying that, he took out a Taoist weapon and began to report the reconnaissance situation to the commander who was thousands of miles away.

The highest command room never imagined that the reason they couldn't find any trace of the Taoist Corps was actually because the Taoist Corps was not close to the front line.

Although the Immortal Land Travelers distributed elixirs and Taoist tools, it was obviously impossible to expect the Taoists to risk their lives just by relying on these things.

They are "immortals".

In their cognition, they consider themselves superior to their mortal relatives who have not yet achieved immortality.

Asking them to work for these mortals? Dream on!

Just find a weak spot and hit it a few times. Fighting is the job of the warriors, and the immortals should be behind the scenes to plan and strategize.

"Or elite?"

The Taoist on the other side of the mirror had a headache.

"Okay, got it."

The Taoist put the mirror down, and around him, the inspectors from the seven fairy towns were looking at him.

"Commander-in-Chief, you have been dragging your feet for half a month."

"I'm gathering intelligence."

"Then you should have collected most of them by now."

"return……"

Before the Ninth Commander could finish his words, he was forced back by the cold gaze of the inspector who was walking in the seven fairy towns.

"Ninth Commander, there have been a lot of voices within the alliance recently calling for the disbanding of the alliance and surrendering to the demons. I don't think you are part of this." An inspector said.

"Of course not!" Commander Nine said angrily, "Who do you think I am?"

"Then you'd better hurry up," said another inspector coldly, "If you delay any further, it will do no good to either you or me."

"...Ah! I understand."

After that, the Ninth Commander came to the map hanging on the wall in front of the room. On the map, a nearly perfect circle was as indestructible as a copper wall and iron wall.

"Since I can't fool you, I'll just have to force it."

"Pass my order, all troops move out, prepare the talisman paper and soldier beans. Since we are going to fight hard, we must go all out."

(End of this chapter)