The victory of a religion in another world is so easy?

He waved his hand, and a young man who looked very much like him came over dragging a large bag. He opened the bag, and inside was a bunch of cold weapons, including a magic crossbow painted with strange patterns, but it looked damaged.

This place is located in the northern part of the continent and belongs to the territory of the Northern Alliance. Although it does not have the same love for bloodshed as the barbarians in the far north, it is also not like the spineless serfs in the far south who have only ever seen farm tools and never weapons.

Seeing this scene, they understood what the village chief wanted to do with them.

They chattered amongst themselves for a while: "We have no means to attack the city, nor do we have any inside help in the baron's castle. There is no way we can threaten that baron."

“What are you talking about!” The old village chief said that was not what he meant at all: “Why should we fight against a strong castle and a well-equipped army?”

"What do you mean?" The villagers below were puzzled.

“Aren’t there many other villages like ours?” the village chief said.

“But aren’t they also persecuted by the Baron, just like us?” a young, naive villager asked.

"Does it matter?" The village chief patiently explained, "We're not the only ones being charged such heavy rent. Everyone's struggling to survive. If we don't take the initiative, I'm sure we'll be attacked by nearby villages soon."

"Why don't we strike first?"

"Those who are willing to come with me, come and collect your weapons." The village chief looked at the villagers below who were still relatively healthy. Since he came to this village and became the village chief, he had tried his best to lead these people to live a better life, so they were all relatively healthy, at least not to the point where they couldn't lift weapons.

At this point, his good health was a huge advantage. He planned to give the group a quick training session and then head to other villages to rob them.

As for whether initiating bloody conflicts between villages without authorization would lead to being arrested and hanged by the lord, that's something to consider later. In any case, men whose blood runs hot, which cannot be frozen by the winds and snows of the North, can die in battle, but they must never starve to death.

Chapter 14: The Mother Goddess's Task

In fact, Rand was hesitant about whether to complete the Mother Goddess's task.

Judging from the previous situation of the cult members, it is clear that the Goddess of Abundance is an undeniable evil god.

He was nothing more than a fake divine messenger who exploited loopholes and took advantage of loopholes. If he were to actually carry out the will of the evil god, he had some doubts about whether doing so would cause the development of his hideout to slip out of his control, or whether, in a moment of wishful thinking, the world's overall situation would change as a result.

In his past life, he was a modern person who had heard of the butterfly effect.

After testing his newly acquired temporary abilities, Rand returned to his hideout and sent someone to fetch Tanl.

With the arrival of the tax collectors, the intelligence agents that Rand had sent out to their hideouts had all retreated, so they were unaware that the nearby villages had been preparing for war for some time.

However, since he had already made the assumptions, Rand did not neglect to arm and train the people at the hideout.

Q: How can we arm villagers cost-effectively?

A: No armor! Spears and shields!

Q: What about something cheaper?

A: A small shield and a slingshot!

Nowadays, everyone in the hideout has a slingshot, and small shields are still being made. These shields are very easy to make, as long as you split the wood into pieces and add a handle, but they can still block arrows shot from ordinary people and even withstand one or two flying axes.

Upon seeing Tanl approach, Rand immediately asked him to get ready to go hunting cultists together.

"My Lord, what are we going to do?" As a paladin who is good at thinking and likes to make thorough preparations before acting, he naturally needs to make full preparations before taking action.

"We're going to hunt cultists."

“Alright, I’m ready to go anytime!” As a paladin, hunting cultists was naturally one of his specialties.

He felt it was his duty!

After saying that, his mind started to clear. What did you just say? If I heard correctly, we're going to hunt cultists? So what are we now?

So we are not cult members?

The paladin pondered for a moment, then frowned. He seemed to understand, just like when he was in the Torch Church he called the Mother Goddess Cult a heretical sect.

If the Mother Goddess Cult calls the Torch Church a cult, wouldn't they also call them a heretical sect?

Now it seems that the real difficulties of being an undercover agent are about to emerge. Although he was mentally prepared, the thought of his former comrades turning against him is truly painful.

Or perhaps, he can mediate between them?

Seeing that Tanl was lost in thought, Rand reminded him, and Tanl quickly came to his senses and apologized, "I'm ready."

Based on the perception of the mission objective that was granted along with the new blessing bestowed by the Mother Goddess, Rand led Tanl on the journey.

Actually, it would be safer to bring the elf along, but Rand was worried that she would just go up and get herself killed, so he decided against it. If she turned against him, it would be a huge loss.

……

In Karba, the village closest to Takina, which is a bit far from the hideout but can still be considered a neighboring village, two men in red robes were preaching.

The sense of despair that permeated the area drew them there.

Just as the village chief of Takina and Rand had predicted, all villages were taxed equally on lethal amounts of taxes.

The villagers here have come to realize that relying solely on the supplies they have preserved will not allow them to survive until the harvest.

However, none of them had a village chief capable of leading them to rob, so most of them were now in despair. They might eventually pick up farm tools or their hidden weapons to rob passing merchants or attack neighboring villages.

But they haven't adjusted that quickly yet.

Now is the perfect time to spread the faith of the God of Struggle. The red-robed men arrived at the village gate. The clothes of the Torch Church were also red robes, but unlike the warm red of the Torch Church, their red robes seemed to be soaked in blood, filled with a nauseating bloody smell.

Seeing the confusion in the eyes of the villagers who looked up, the two men in red robes smiled from under their hoods.

Meanwhile, Rand and Tanl also encountered two red-robed men whose target was Takina Village, but they were intercepted by Rand and Tanl on the way.

When Tanl first saw the two red-robed figures in the distance, he was actually struggling internally, because he could not defeat this seemingly weak but easily subdued high-ranking elven ranger.

Therefore, he seemed powerless to do anything about the deaths of his two comrades. He even considered pleading, but when he thought of the conflict between the two sects, he painfully suppressed his thoughts.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a cult.

He Tanl declared that this so-called Three Dog Heads Cult had topped his list of the most hated cults. How could a cult like to wear red robes? Wouldn't it be better to wear green or black robes?

Wearing a red robe, he looked from afar and thought they were from the Torch Church, causing him inner turmoil and almost revealing that he was an undercover agent.

So the current situation is like two cults fighting each other.

Although calling himself a dog might sound a bit unpleasant, he had no qualms about participating in this kind of cult-on-cult brawl.

Rand, of course, had no idea that Tanl was having such a rich inner monologue at this moment. He was completely focused, and the Mother Goddess had even personally bestowed another blessing upon him so that he could defeat these two cultists, which meant that these two cultists would definitely not be easy to deal with.

The two red-robed men looked at Rand and Tanl, then turned their gazes to Tanl, whose armor style resembled that of a Torch Church paladin, making him appear to pose a greater threat.

They lifted their red robes slightly, then bowed and said, "Greetings, may I ask what brings you here?"

When Rand saw that the two cultists could actually communicate, he was about to ask them what they were up to that had caught the attention of the Mother Goddess, hoping to get some information out of them.

But the moment Rand opened his mouth, the two men in red robes made their move.

A blood-stained red liquid arrow pierced Rand's face, but the knight beside him was prepared, drawing his short, one-handed sword and slicing the blood arrow away.

Seeing that the two cultists had no intention of communicating, Rand did not hesitate to activate Mother Goddess's Blessing 2.

After the release, he immediately said to Tanl, "Let's get back somewhere."

He wasn't sure what the will of these two cultists was like, but he estimated that his own strength shouldn't be too low.

Sure enough, after Rand and the bewildered Tanl stepped back, one of the cultists froze.

At this moment, apart from an endless thirst, his mind was incapable of thinking about anything else, except for his companions beside him.

Another person tried to rush over, but at Rand's signal, Tanl broke his leg.

Then some indescribable events occurred.

Tanl now regrets having eyes, for being forced to witness such an explosive scene: a grown man panting, another screaming, doing things that are unbearable to watch.

Even as their genitals became a bloody mess, there was no sign of it stopping. Rand scratched his head awkwardly, signaling to Tanl to give them a quick death.

Tanl remained silent, raised his greatsword, and ripped the two heads off their necks.

I got another chance to perform today, but I'm not happy at all.

Chapter 15 Village War Begins

The village chief of Takina village was unsure whether he should be grateful for his foresight, as they were now being attacked by other villages.

Although it was night, he could still vaguely recognize a few familiar faces by the light of the torches.

They are neighboring villages. Karba and Takina have always had a good relationship and there have even been occasional marriages between them, which means that they know each other very well.

After being misled by the red-robed missionaries, the villagers of Carpa, having figured things out, immediately decided to launch an attack on Takina, the village they knew best and were closest to. They were well-prepared and caught off guard, launching a night raid, and they felt they had a high chance of success.

Although no one felt good about launching a near-genocidal attack on a village with which they had a good relationship, there was no room for morality or kindness when it came to survival.

But to their surprise, the night raid did not go smoothly, as if they had been prepared for it all along.

The village chief didn't actually have any pre-planned defenses. His original plan was to launch a night raid on Karba Village, but fate seemed to be playing a joke on them. Karba Village acted faster, and they had just finished assembling when the enemy came knocking on their door.

This actually turned out to be advantageous, transforming what was originally a sneak attack into a defensive positional battle on the home ground.

Moreover, these villagers from Karba Village must have exhausted a lot of energy traveling here overnight.

In the back and forth between them, there is a huge advantage.

The villagers were fighting with the people of Karba village, and every now and then, wounded soldiers who had retreated would look at their village chief with admiration.

The village chief is indeed wise and capable. Not everyone believed him when he said that if they didn't take the initiative, they would be attacked. But now it seems that the village chief is indeed worthy of his title and has a deep understanding of the situation.

In terms of population alone, the two villages are about the same, but the majority of the population in Takina village is healthier.

But by this time, the situation was quickly turning into a one-sided affair, as the village chief of Takina had ample stamina and a large number of official weapons hidden away, while the opposing side could only use farm tools.

How can ordinary sickles and pitchforks stand against longswords and battle axes?

After a while, they gained an overwhelming advantage.

The two red-robed men at the back were whispering to each other. Logically, there should have been two believers here preaching, but they were not seen.

However, they may have gotten lost, as the roads here were extremely rugged, and they only found this village called Karba because they smelled the strong scent of despair.

But I didn't expect the difference in combat strength to be so great.

However, they were not skilled generals and couldn't figure out why they were at such a disadvantage, nor did they understand why the villagers here had so many official weapons.

But none of that matters; as followers of the god of struggle, they have their own solutions.

The chosen people of the god of struggle should be born in endless battles and ever-flowing blood, and the current one-sided situation clearly does not meet this requirement.

Although the villagers under their command were not as strong in combat, their religious beliefs were far superior to those of ordinary people.