Tyrant Code

Borderlands.

The madness of unknown origin seems to be still spreading everywhere, but the rebels on the other side of the river don't seem to throw out the dead bodies anymore, instead they are replaced by black smoke that lingers all day long.

It seems that the doctors on the side of the rebel army still have a basic understanding of the prevention and treatment of infectious diseases, and they understand that it is better to burn the corpses cleanly, so as not to pollute the surrounding water sources and land.Fire also has the effect of exorcising evil spirits.

Casal Moran looked at the black smoke in the distance, but he didn't feel the slightest joy because of the reduction of the enemy.

He watched for a long time from the top of the hillside, occasionally seeing a few pea-sized people coming in and out of the castle.The rebels are no longer worried about the Legion's sudden attack—because even the Legion dare not cross the "river of death" now—they are now trying to survive, free from unknown diseases.

"...Master Legion." Cassar's adjutant saw that he was silent for a long time, "Do you think we should agree to Earl Dauron's request?"

Just today, Earl Doran sent a tamed eagle and sent a letter to Casar Moran: three soldiers who had gone to the other side of the river before were still alive.

Earl Doran claimed that with the help of the priests, he had figured out the law of the spread of "infectious diseases".

The process of each attack is promoted by two people.When one person starts to go mad, the other will fall into a coma; when the mad person dies, the comatose person will wake up to take over his crazy "task", and then cause the third person to go into a coma...

Patients are randomly generated, and no obvious route of transmission can be traced at present.But, fortunately, if the maniac can be controlled immediately, there will only be one maniac and one unconscious person in a day, and the others will not feel any discomfort.It's just that after one day and one night at most, the madman will vomit blood and die, and then there will be new victims.

But only one person died a day, which was the result of keeping their losses to a minimum.

In this way, the shadow of death is transferred from one body to another, but there is no trace to be found.

This has obviously gone beyond the scope of ordinary infectious diseases.

It's a curse.

Earl Doran originally thought that this was a method used by the legion to suppress them. It was not until Casar sent a small team that Earl Doran realized that it was not the work of the legion—because he believed that Casar Morang With the reputation of the army for many years, I believe that Casar will not send his sergeant to die knowing that the curse is rampant.So this must not be an evil thing that Casar did to gain military merit.

Dao Lun knew it in his own mind. The Moran family's legion cut him like melons and vegetables. There was no need to create a "curse" to ruin the reputation of this territory... You know, the Moran family will inherit this territory in the future The descendants of the legionnaires who were captured before have already revealed the king's promise, and further dispelled Earl Doron's suspicion of Casar.

In short, some people are plotting against Casal Moran's army and killing Earl Doron's relatives, friends and people. From this point of view, they are on the same front.

Earl Doran's letter was mainly for intercession.He is willing to surrender voluntarily, giving up the position of earl and his territory, but he also hopes that Casar Moran can solve the curse and save the remaining people.

...Originally, even if caught, only Earl Doron himself and those poor priests will be sentenced to death. dead light.

Earl Doran: "As long as you can lift the curse, save the few surviving soldiers of yours, and save the remaining living people in my castle, so that they have a chance to stand trial alive... I am willing to pay any price."

Casal Moran was silent for a long time after reading the letter.

Dao Lun did not ask people to throw the body across the river, which had already shown his sincerity.What's more, what he said was right, the war between the legion and the rebels should not have the curse of a third party intervening.Even if Dao Lun does not mention conditions, Casar will try his best to quell the curse.But Dao Lun took the initiative to speak, which made Casar feel that this person is really a talent.

In such a short period of time, it is enough to reduce the casualties to one person per day. There has been no large-scale chaos on the other side of the river, which shows that Earl Daolun has the ability to govern the territory.Moreover, he is willing to give up stubborn resistance and only hopes to reduce the number of victims. It seems that his character can also be regarded as a nobleman.

...It's a pity that he wanted to start a rebellion.

"I think Earl Doran is also a sensible person." Casal Moran commented.

"Then..." His subordinate hesitated.

Earl Doran has stated that this is a "curse", which means it is related to magic.Anyone with a long brain knows who the culprit is, but Aldrich was sent by the Pope, and he was promoted to bishop secretly...

As a lord, Casar Moran has no right to punish the bishop.unless--

At this moment when Kasar was contemplating, there was a sudden sound of eager footsteps, and his youngest son, Brian, sprinted over without any image, and the wind made his hair messy: "Father! Guess what?" Who's here?!"

Casal Moran found the answer in his extremely excited expression.

But his eldest son, Gordo, is currently serving as the bishop in the capital, so he is generally not allowed to go to the battlefield, so he must have sneaked here...

However, Bo Lien, this half-child who is proficient in swords and spears, waved his hands and shouted: "My lord, my brother is here!"

Casal Moran: "..."

Casal Moran had some headaches.

"...You can shout louder." A sinister, slightly gritted voice came from a distance, "It's best that people on the other side of the river can hear me running here."

It was Gordon who said this.

In order to rush here in a hurry, he threw the enhanced magic and accelerated magic on himself and the horse, but that's the good thing about having a lot of magic power. He kept brushing his blood and state along the way, and neither the horse nor the man was obviously tired. , now the horse is strolling and grazing on the lawn on the hillside, and it looks more energetic than when Goldo first took it out of the stable...

It’s just that Gordo hasn’t slept for several days, and has been jolting on the horse. When he stepped on the land, he will inevitably feel a little light and uncomfortable, which is similar to seasickness.

The last thing he wanted to hear was noise, but Burrien yelled all the way, making him want to beat up his brother again.

Brian: "..."

Seeming to have finally noticed that his brother was in a bad mood, Burrien admitted his cowardice for a second, coughed twice, and shut up.

Goldo glanced at him, told him to stay where he was, and then stepped forward to salute: "Father."

Casal Moran sighed softly, took him into his arms and patted his back before letting him go.

Burrion stood aside with a smile, seeing his two outstanding sons standing side by side, Cassar was also relieved a lot.

"Why are you here?" Casal Moran asked.

"...I'm worried about you." Gordon said helplessly, "Knowing that the Pope sent Aldrich Finn here, I knew something was wrong. Is there something strange going on here?"

Casal Moran briefly narrated what happened in the past two days, and showed Gordon the letter sent by Earl Doron by the way.

"How credible do you think Daolun's words are?" Cassar asked.

"From the point of view of the curse, he got it right." Gordon pondered for a while, "But he promised that he would surrender, so I don't know how credible it is."

"Even if he doesn't surrender, doesn't he have no way out?" Brian asked.

"This is the person who set off a rebellion. He already harbored the hatred of losing his family members. Now a curse has fallen from the sky, and how many of his relatives, friends and followers have died... If you are him, can you Going to die so willingly?" Goldo shook the letter and said cautiously, "If the initiative is always in our hands, of course we don't have to worry about anything. But once the situation changes, there is no guarantee that he will counterattack at any time."

Brian asked suspiciously, "So...?"

"Father, please let the tamed eagle answer him." A little smile appeared on Gordo's face. "Of course it is imperative to lift the curse, but he needs his help."

Brian was speechless, hesitating a little: "... we cooperate with the rebels? Is this feasible?"

"It has to work if it doesn't work." Goldo glanced at the castle on the other side of the river, "Aldrich Finn is destined to die on this battlefield, since he cast a curse on the Pope, he is destined to be impossible Go back alive. The Pope wants to pour this basin of dirty water on us, of course he cannot be allowed to succeed."

Goldo briefly explained the true face of the curse, and Burrien took a breath: "No way. Aldrich will die too? What is he trying to do?"

"Maybe the Pope didn't tell him the truth at all. In short, we have to let Aldridge die at the hands of the rebels." Goldo said to Casal Moran, "Doron must cooperate with us."

Casal Moran thought for a moment: "Then do as you say."

"What about the eagle?" asked Gordon.

Soon, some soldiers brought the eagle that flew from the other side of the river.It seems to be in good spirits, showing off its might like a grandpa, but it has never spread its wings to fly into the sky before, and it is obviously waiting for a reply from Casal and the others, but it is very professional.

Gordo touched the eagle's feathers, and successfully got a good meal from the other party - this flattering appearance is shocking.

Gordo casually put a marking magic on it to ensure that the eagle would not miss them, and also used magic to write a few words in mid-air, and the light melted into its body.

The golden magic light flashed in Goshawk's clear eyes.

After receiving the reply, the goshawk fluttered its wings and flew high, and disappeared after a while.