Chapter 181: Fifty Thousand People

Barbarians rarely have prisoners; although the fortress is attacked by barbarians almost every day, catching one alive is not easy.

Because barbarians rarely surrender.

If she hadn't been carrying Juliana, Yaligong would not have been captured.

He glared viciously at Juliana and roared angrily, "If you have the guts, then hang me! Do not insult my brothers!"

"Brothers? If they were truly your brothers, how could you let them come here to die in vain?" Liande kicked Yaligong, "Since you requested it, hang him up too; just treat him as a dead man."

Juliana cast a sidelong glance at Yaligong, not saying a single extra word.

She had too many secrets and could not speak them directly.

"Captain, I've searched, she only had two of these on her." Zhuguli handed the Necrotic Orb he had found to Liande.

As defenders of Tana City, Liande and Jili were no strangers to this sort of thing; some Believers of the God of Death chose the path of Channeling, while others chose the path of Necromancy.

The Necrotic Orb could even command the newly dead nearby.

Any Tana People who had died within a year or two and had not been cremated could potentially be summoned by this woman.

It was just that these two Necrotic Orbs seemed to have lost their spiritual essence.

Even Juliana herself frowned when she saw them.

She did not know why, but she felt an inexplicable sense of panic.

Even if she escaped, she feared she would have no way to use the Necrotic Orbs.

How could this be? She clearly... had taken the already-crafted Necrotic Orbs; during the body search just now, she hadn't seen anything unusual, they were just very ordinary, picked up by the person who took them, and then she followed them to the fortress.

She could not figure it out, and Liande and Jili would not ask.

After all, even if there was no spiritual essence on them, they were still Necrotic Orbs.

Perhaps the woman had just used them, and there were simply no corpses nearby, so they had no effect?

"Lock her up first; we need to hand this item over to our superiors." Liande found a box from somewhere, placed the Necrotic Orbs inside, and said to the people around him, "You all did quite well today, and you also reminded me that there are still too few people on patrol; we need to expand the patrol teams to ensure no Barbarians circle around."

The players looked at Liande with some regret; compared to patrolling, they preferred to become cannon fodder as soon as possible.

Although the compensation for cannon fodder was very small, they could log back in within a day, and by relying on the compensation, the players could still earn a large sum.

If they did it a few more times, opening a shop in Tana City or traveling to other cities would be no problem.

Even selling to other players was a good choice; one had to know that this game was extremely popular, and now there were Helmets available for public sale—although snapping up a Helmet was still a very difficult task, at the very least, it meant that the number of wealthy people had increased.

More people were coming to play the game.

Selling gold was also a good choice.

"Do not be disappointed, I will continue to train you according to the standards." Liande looked at the disappointed expressions of these guys and said with a smile, "Your courage should not be wasted on the front lines, especially when you have not yet mastered the essentials of combat."

"But there is a shortage of manpower on the defensive line right now." Zhuguli, standing in the back, reminded him; he knew this NPC was doing it for everyone's good, but there wasn't much cannon fodder left.

The Slaves transported by the Wealth Church were not necessarily all willing to go to the battlefield, and even those who were willing had no combat effectiveness, far less useful than the players.

Liande smiled even more happily this time, "We have received notification that ships will arrive from the Port City during the day today, a force of a full fifty thousand people, enough to beat those Barbarians and Gannaer back to their home."

"While kicking the Barbarians' butts, we can also let those Gannaer lie back in their coffins!" Jili added, "So you must have confidence!"

Fifty thousand people!

No one had ever said before that the War Church could send so many people...

The entire Tana City only had about three hundred thousand people; although there were many more recently because of the War, fifty thousand people was a major event.

No wonder the people from the Wealth Church had to import so many supplies; just the eating, drinking, and daily needs of these fifty thousand people would cost an unknown amount of money.

The War Church was truly wealthy and imposing; no, it should be said that the Federal was truly wealthy and imposing.

It looked like they were not just planning to defend against those Barbarians, but also planning to strike back.

It was even possible they would pull that Gannaer Empress off her pedestal.

This news quickly spread through the mouths of the players to the entire Tana City.

Saina was the first to tell her father, who was still busy, about this matter.

"Fifty thousand people?" Governor Jones gasped in shock, "I didn't expect them to keep it so well-hidden; if we ask those nobles to adjust grain prices now, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Thinking of this, Governor Jones felt a wave of regret.

These were the nobles of Tana City, Saina thought with disdain; clearly, the War Church was there to protect the lands of these nobles, yet they were still thinking about how to make the War Church pay more money.

"The equipment for these fifty thousand people should have already been prepared at the Royal Capital, but replacement equipment probably isn't available yet, and Tana City still needs to provide a commercial environment; these Warriors from the Royal Capital must all be very wealthy, after all, they are regular troops, there are no Slaves among them." Saina reminded him, "We only need to improve the city's infrastructure to earn a large sum of money, and the Wine in the manor can be sold for a good price."

Lord Jones's eyes lit up immediately, "You are right, we can also brew wine; drunks don't care if the wine is aged, and here, we can brew fruit wine in a week."

"And those medical supplies—never mind, I will have someone specialized handle it." He still did not trust his eldest daughter to the extent of handing everything over to her, "However, that you can still handle so many things without Evans is somewhat unexpected to me."

"It is all thanks to your guidance." Saina squeezed out a formulaic smile and then exited Lord Jones's office.

It seemed Jones was going to do something annoying with those nobles again.

Sure enough, the next day, just as the ships arrived at the Tana City port, the prices of goods in the city began to rise quietly.

The first to rise in price was Grain, but fortunately, the players had quite a lot of Grain in their hands; thanks to their passion for farming, the Grain produced on the players' land was even more than that of the nobles.

However, they just didn't follow the price hike, and the players' grain shops had queues stretching from Store Street to Bar Street within a day.

This made the city look extremely lively; of course, no matter how lively it was, it couldn't compare to the even livelier docks.

Hundreds of ships arrived at the Tana port, and the players were a bit overwhelmed.

Although the players themselves had quite a few ships, these ships would not dock at the port on the same day.

The endless stretch of hundreds of ships made the players doing business feel a heartfelt excitement.

"Tents, high-quality tents! Only 3 Xide!"

"Mosquito repellent cream, mosquito repellent medicine, floral water! 1 Xide a bottle, absolutely effective!"

"Purification Charm! 1 Xide for two! Can purify raw water!"

Those Warriors who had just disembarked were all lined up neatly, sitting in the dock area.

Seeing those hawkers, they revealed blank expressions.

"The people of Tana City are very warm," Sigma, who was leading the team, said while looking at the traveling merchants doing business. "I hope you have prepared the supplies we need; of course, we have also brought quite a few things ourselves."

"We have prepared the land for the Military Camp and the Grain is already ready. As for weapons, I am afraid you might not think much of them, but we have also prepared quite a few weapons suitable for your use," Jili Kaine revealed a smile. "Welcome, my brothers. If you truly have any needs, you can also take a look around the city."

"Heh, what could there possibly be here that we need?" Sigma was completely dismissive; coming from a metropolis, it was normal for him to look down on the things here.

However, he still noticed the ship under construction docked at the harbor and asked with a frown, "What are you doing? Building a ship?"

"Heh, it's just some gadget those merchants are making. It is said they even applied for a Patent and received permission to build it," Jili did not understand these things. "Don't worry about it; they are building ships to go out to sea anyway. You can't expect their ships to attack Gannaer; there's no chance of that."

"We don't intend to take the water route either. You know, the river channels of Gannaer are relatively narrow, which holds no advantage for us," Sigma returned to the topic of discussing tactics. "I heard you have been blocked at the fortress for a long time. This time, I will lead you to fight all the way to Mengtuo; at least until we reach the vicinity of their capital, they won't settle down."

"Why not annex this part of the land? At the very least, Gannaer should be occupied," Jili said, not understanding. "Can we not even subdue a tiny Gannaer?"

"The higher-ups do not wish for any more War," Sigma said coldly. "Not to mention, the Believers of the God of Death are not that easy to deal with. I heard you captured one?"

"Yes, I will take you to see it in a moment, but that guy has a tight mouth and we haven't been able to get any information," Jili said with some disappointment. "Tell your people to hurry up; the tents need to be set up by yourselves."

"I am aware of that," Sigma said, then waved to a young man who had just stepped off another ship. "Let me introduce you. This is Camp Commander Jili Kaine, and this is the son of Viscount Evera, Allison Evera. He just became a Camp Commander this year and will assist you in defending the city."

"I heard that his camp is full of children from noble families?" Jili said with some dissatisfaction.

He needed people who could fight; what could these children do?

"That is true, but we are all Awakened. I believe we will play a decisive role on the battlefield," Allison said, straightening his back. "Moreover, Lord Kuman has already promised to dispatch a portion of spies to Gannaer; they should already be on their way."

"We have also captured quite a few Gannaer spies recently." Hearing the word 'spy', Jili looked somewhat disdainful. "War still has meaning only when fought openly and honestly; relying on tricks like spies is useless."

The players only then realized that spies were not unique to Gannaer; even the Federal would dispatch spies.

"If only there were spies we could play as."

"I feel like the Evans family should be very suitable for being spies; their family's abilities are too bizarre."

"The ones sent by Gannaer are all female; I feel like witches are useless too, they don't even know how to use seduction."

"Are you guys still selling things or not? If not, can you give up your spot to me..."

The onlookers soon saw all those soldiers disembarking and carrying large amounts of supplies toward the camp.

Outside the Military Camp of the War Church, there was still a large open space because it was originally on the edge of Tana City, near the mountains, where there was plenty of open space.

Before last week, the players had already started clearing the trees here, which meant the current open space was enough for fifty thousand people to set up camp.

The massive, imposing procession made the people of Tana City watch with curiosity; the uniforms worn by those Warriors and their momentum made the players envious.

"If I had known I would only be patrolling, I wouldn't have come to the War Church. Doesn't this mean I can only earn a fixed salary?" Jinchanchan said with regret. He had originally thought he could die, but it turned out he wasn't even heavily injured.

Now that the War Church had more manpower, these unawakened players who had not undergone training, along with those frail Slaves, were reorganized together and put in charge of security within the city.

Especially in the Factory District, according to the mutual aid agreement between the churches, there would be a full two hundred people taking turns patrolling the Factory District to ensure no trouble occurred there.

"Being assigned to the Factory District is fine, but being assigned to the noble area is very annoying. I can't just arrest Viscount Philip, and I feel like he is the biggest hidden danger in the entire noble area." Zhuguli walked over with a dark face. "They won't let me participate in frontline guard duty anymore, saying that because my performance was excellent, they want me to patrol inside the city and focus on cultivating me in the future."

"It's not just you guys; haven't you noticed that Liande can't go to the front lines either?" Several players didn't have melon seeds in their hands, but if they did, they would have sat down to discuss it properly.

It was clear that whether it was Liande or Jili, the status of these two people in the War Church was not high.

Unlike the Wealth Church, Tana City was a decent commercial city, but for the War Church, it was rather tasteless.

It was completely a money-losing existence.

If it weren't for the constant attacks by the barbarians and the involvement of Gannaer, the gaze of the War Church certainly wouldn't have turned here.

Compared to the Extreme Sea in the far south, the benefits of attacking the barbarians were obviously low.

After exhausting the mana of the Necrotic Orb, Chen Zhi finally started looking at the forum.

Compared to the things left behind by the witches, the power of the Necrotic Orb was more refined and purer to absorb.

It just took a lot of time to digest, which made Chen Zhi, who had already undergone mutation, feel very exhausted.

A force of fifty thousand people was not a small number in Tana City. If he had known that a full fifty thousand Warriors would enter, Chen Zhi would have put out more Helmets no matter what.

(End of this chapter)