A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

A mere [Fireball] and the death of dozens of goblins were obviously not enough to scare away the huge number of monsters.

But the problem is that the one who released the [Fireball Technique] was not Zuo Si himself, but a wand that had stored an unknown number of [Fireball Techniques].

Because this monster army is composed of different races and tribes united together.

Therefore, no tribal leader or chief is willing to risk his own life and that of his tribe to try how many more fireballs the wand can shoot.

Especially without the control of red dragons and strange objects, each of them brought the selfish nature of the evil camp to the extreme.

Even the goblins, who were the lowest-level slave workers and cannon fodder, became a lot smarter after eating a fireball.

No matter how hard those jackals drove and whipped them, they would never leave the camp again.

Looking at the crotch-stretching look of this so-called "monster army", Zuo Si finally understood why in Faerun, orcs and various monsters could easily pull out huge armies of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of civilians.

But humans still firmly occupy an unshakable dominance.

Among them, Silver Moon City and Neverwinter City in the north rely on their tens of thousands of people and powerful mages and churches to suppress the barbarians, monsters and monsters that are several, ten, or dozens times their number. Orcs.

Especially the orcs in the chaotic camp don't know how to produce other than robbing.

It is said that during their most glorious period, they once conquered and occupied many villages, towns and cities.

Normally, after acquiring these resources, one should manage them well and then establish a strong political power and country.

But what's the result?

These guys actually just came to rob, and then destroyed all the fields, farms, mines, and workshops, unscrupulously venting their inner desire for destruction.

Wait until all the looted things are eaten, and then continue to rob those civilized places that have not been ravaged.

I have to say that this behavior pattern is really "orcish".

But this model has a huge problem, that is, once the battle situation reaches a standstill or is defeated, the orc army, which does not have much logistical supplies, will inevitably collapse in an instant.

So almost every time orcs or monsters invade, it looks menacing.

But as long as human city-states rely on city walls to resist for a while, or send adventurers to assassinate the opponent's leader, they can easily make thousands of enemies fall apart in civil strife.

"An army? Huh! It's just a group of ragtag people who were forcibly integrated together by external forces."

Zuo Si gave his evaluation in a slightly contemptuous tone.

With the dual deterrence of the magic wand and the shadow army, he successfully bought enough time for the prisoners behind him to escape.

Although a few trolls with low IQs and disbelief in evil took the lead to rush out of the camp, they were directly ignited by the [Fireball Wand] in just one second and turned into running pyromaniacs one after another.

Zuo Si proved with practical actions that no matter who dares to step out of the camp, he will immediately taste the feeling of being hit by a fireball.

The two sides faced off tensely with a distance of more than a hundred meters until the last human prisoner passed through the gate of Mailatma.

"Everyone is safe! It's time for us to retreat!"

Jaheira rode an injured war horse that had just been treated by Druid magic and ran over from a distance.

"Yeah! Let's go."

Zuo Si unceremoniously took the hand offered by the other party, jumped on the horse's back, hugged Jahira's waist from behind, and then walked away together.

By the time the monsters reacted, the two of them had already run at least a few hundred meters away.

In this way, a "rescue operation" carefully designed by Zuo Si finally came to an end.

By rescuing more than two thousand captives held as slaves by the monsters, he not only established himself as a powerful spellcaster, but also earned a reputation.

At least those who escaped death will remember this kindness for a long time and tell others about this "legendary" experience.

The originally precarious city defense became much more stable in an instant due to the return of two hundred veterans among the prisoners, as well as a large number of militiamen from surrounding towns.

At least with these experienced veterans as the backbone, the temporarily recruited civilians can form a certain organization to prevent it from collapsing too quickly.

After finishing the work of arranging the prisoners, Earl Weeks Target summoned Zuo Si immediately, pointed to the box full of gold coins and an amulet on the table and said: "Here are twenty-five thousand gold coins and a The magic item I promised. As a local lord, I am very grateful for what you did last night. Because you not only rescued a group of prisoners, but also brought hope to the city again."

"You are exaggerating, my lord. I just did what I should do."

Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

Earl Wicks Targett smiled and shook his head: "No! Please don't be humble.

I heard it from the prisoners who came back.

You quietly killed more than two hundred orcs with just one person;

Then with the help of powerful magic power, he destroyed the orc cavalry that tried to pursue;

In the end, it frightened thousands of monsters so that they did not dare to leave their camp.

This is not something that just any spellcaster can do.

There is no doubt about your strength.

I have no doubt now that you and your companions have accomplished a glorious feat on the other side of the river, killing hundreds of goblins, orcs, and gnolls.

At this moment, I sincerely request you to assist Mylatma in resisting the attacks of those monsters and their evil masters outside the city, and I guarantee that when the task is completed, not only will I pay the remaining half of the reward, but I will also give you an additional personal bounty. . "

"No problem! Don't worry, I will conscientiously fulfill the verbal agreement we made before. And... I also really want to feel what it's like to be a dragon-slaying warrior."

Zuo Si replied in the affirmative without hesitation.

Anyway, he was originally going to wipe the butt of Wilmes and the strange object he had awakened.

"Dragon slaying?!" Count Wicks Target's eyes widened in surprise. "You mean... not only to repel those monsters outside the city, but also to kill their master, the powerful and evil red dragon?"

"Yes! If we don't get rid of the culprit, a similar situation may happen again in a few years. So even for the safety of Mylatma, we must eradicate the root cause."

Zuo Si put on a posture of determined to slay the dragon with his own hands no matter what.

When Earl Wicks Targett heard these words, he immediately stood up from his chair and promised with excitement: "If you and your companions can really kill the red dragon, then I am willing to give you hereditary nobility. A title and a large piece of land as an added reward.”

If it were any other adventurer, hearing that he could obtain a hereditary noble title and a large piece of land would probably make him laugh out of his dreams.

Because the goal of most of them taking risks is basically either to make money or to change their own class.

But Zuo Si refused bluntly: "Forget the noble title and land, we have no intention of staying in the Kingdom of Tethyr. Compared to these things, I am more interested in magic items, books and scrolls."

"That's easy to say. As long as I can kill that red dragon, I'm willing to pay any price."

Count Wicks Targett obviously hated Wilmes so much that he even spoke with gritted teeth.

You must know that he originally planned to accumulate strength, capture the vast and fertile alluvial plains on both sides of the Is River in one fell swoop, and then become the most powerful noble lord on the west coast of the Kingdom of Tethyr to gain more political capital and prestige.

But now, all this has been shattered by the sudden army of monsters.

Not only that!

He also had to guard against the invasion of other noble lords in the surrounding area who were eyeing him.

Only by killing the red dragon and using the death of a powerful dragon can the enemies hiding in the dark be frightened.