The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

Chapter 470 The Price Must Be Paid

Even though Duke Feng was well prepared, he did not expect that war in the new era would be so cruel.

In the old days, when knights fought each other, both sides wore heavy armor, and sometimes they would fight for an hour or two without many casualties.

In past wars, defeating your opponent could highlight your bravery, and being able to break through the enemy's formation would have your heroic deeds written into poetry and sung.

But after powerful magic weapons came onto the stage, armor could no longer bring a sense of security to the knights.

"Disperse quickly! If we charge together, we will become targets!"

Grand Duke Feng commanded his cavalry to run in all directions. The Yi Tou Bao that kept falling from the sky exploded into magical sparks near his horses.

Duke Feng knew that he was being targeted. No less than twenty Yi Tou Bao bullets had been thrown towards his area.

Duke Feng could see from afar that on the small hill ahead, there was an enemy position with a treasure trove set up.

It can be seen with the naked eye that a distance that can be covered in just a few minutes has become an insurmountable chasm.

"Knights! Spread out to the left and right, bypass the entangled infantry, and destroy that artillery position first!"

Duke Feng once again divided his troops and commanded his men to attack the artillery positions that were posing an increasing threat.

However, that artillery position was quite stable, and there was a strong infantry formation dedicated to protecting it.

Grand Duke Feng watched helplessly as the knight he sent out fell down after being hit by the ray gun fire.

Flames would occasionally appear from the ground, blowing the armored war horses to the ground.

Grand Duke Feng realized that there was a magic trap buried near the artillery position that would take effect when stepped on.

"Damn it! Why didn't anyone tell me that Simon had such powerful elites under his command!"

The team that Grand Duke Feng kept cursing was none other than the Northern Mercenaries, the Undead Legion led by Jack himself.

If Lord Feng knew that Li's hand had reached here, he would definitely greet Li's ancestors carefully.

"F, everyone hold up the defense and keep running!"

Grand Duke Feng raised his shield and caught a magic bomb that was about to hit his head.

The pressure generated by the magic vortex made Duke Feng's arm ache.

Just when Lord Feng thought that he would be disgraced in his first battle, the artillery position on the distant hillside, which had been inaccessible, took the initiative to retreat.

The Undead Legion had completed the initial suppression and had almost used up all the ammunition they carried. The pressure on Grand Duke Feng and his knights was instantly reduced a lot.

"Magician! Fight back hard!"

Without the suppression from YiTouBao, the magician group under Duke Feng began to exert their strength.

The cannon fodder sent by Simon on the battlefield were unable to resist the magician's magic and soon retreated in disarray.

The battle happened suddenly and ended quite quickly.

After several knights who wanted to give chase stepped on landmines and flew into the sky, Grand Duke Feng's side and Simon's legion were completely separated.

The two sides did not continue to fight, but each blew the assembly horn and slowly retreated to a place far away from the battlefield.

It was not until the end of the battle that Grand Duke Feng discovered that two fingers on his left hand, which was holding the shield, were broken and bent in an impossible direction.

Duke Feng forced himself to correct his finger, cold sweat streaming down his forehead. Duke Feng realized deeply how outrageous the mistake he had made before was.

"I should have taken the initiative to attack! Instead of waiting to be beaten!"

Duke Feng drew a profound lesson. Fortunately, the scale of the battle was not large and the casualties were not many.

But there are still hundreds of people who fell forever on the battlefield.

If you look closely, the braver the warrior, the more miserable his death. Of course, the same is true for the warriors brought by Simon.

"A combined battle of ray guns and encapsulated magic? Thanks for your advice, Simon!"

Archduke von became more and more anxious, as he also wanted his legion to have the same configuration.

After the battle, Duke von immediately began to purchase new military equipment.

Maria, who was left out, helped tidy up the bombarded military camp.

Maria presided over a prayer ceremony for all the dead soldiers, allowing their souls to rest in peace.

Maria also went to see in person where the fighting took place.

She looked at the soil soaked in blood and the body parts scattered everywhere by the explosion, and her faith, which had long been shaken, finally stabilized.

"It shouldn't be like this. People shouldn't kill each other and sow discord and hatred among their own race."

Maria, along with those who were cleaning up the battlefield, sorted the bodies of the dead soldiers.

Maria discovered that Simon also sent a team to collect the bodies.

Although they were two hostile camps, they were very harmonious when collecting the bodies.

There was not much communication between the two sides, but they did not attack each other either. Even when they were tired of moving the bodies, the corpse collectors would sit together to rest and share the food in their arms.

Maria took a piece of compressed biscuit from the corpse collector on Simon's side.

She took small sips of the convenience food she had never tried before, and was a little confused as to why the war had turned out like this.

In the past, most of the wars within the kingdom were caused by lack of food.

But this war is clearly not the case.

The northerners had sufficient supplies of military rations, and Simon, the agent, was not short of food either.

"You look confused, Lady Saint."

Maria looked up in surprise, only to find that the person who had just handed her the compressed biscuits was Li.

Li was wearing a coarse linen robe, which was commonly worn by corpse collectors. If Li had not deliberately spoken, Maria would not have recognized him at all.

"Weize Li! Why are you here!?"

Lee shrugged and simply answered Maria's question.

"I'm here for the same reason as you."

Li pointed at his own attire, indicating that he was also here to collect the bodies.

"You are the culprit who started the war. You must have other purposes for coming here!"

The saint who had not been seen for a long time once again questioned Li, and Li felt that this scene was very familiar.

"I did start the war and killed these people, so I collected their bodies with my own hands and appeased their souls. Is there a problem with that?"

Li is a necromancer, and fiddling with corpses is his profession.

Faced with Li's explanation, Maria wanted to refute it, but she didn't know where to start.

"…You killed so many people, don't you feel any guilt at all?"

"Lady Saint, when you kidnapped Lian and those girls to act as saints, didn't you feel guilty?"

Li once again revealed Maria's dark history, which made her very uncomfortable.

"I admit that I could only see one side of the leaf at the beginning. I have always wanted to atone for the mistakes I made back then! What about you? Do you really want to abandon humanity and bring death to this land?"

Li stuffed the last biscuit in his hand into his mouth, then took out the kettle and took a sip.

"Lady Saint, I just want to advance the kingdom's progress and allow the kingdom to gain the power to fight against the demons. You can see that the outdated tactics of the Noble Knights should have been eliminated long ago!"

"Then you have no right to take other people's lives at will!"

"It's just a few deaths. This is the price we have to pay to make the kingdom stronger!"