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

As the wild boars appeared, Tanl ordered the ambushing soldiers to surround them.

Wild boars have an incredibly strong sense of smell; they can easily detect people lying in ambush. However, they cannot perceive the specific olfactory characteristics of these people based solely on their sense of smell.

Tanl pulled out the second strategy book Rand had sent him, "Formations and Discipline." In open terrain, dealing with these wild boars didn't require any strategy; the front-line shield bearers surrounded them, and the rear-line archers just shot them down.

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On the northeastern border of Crescent Moon Territory, Baron Lake Source was already impatient. He was initially excited when the illegal lords here offered to pay tribute with grain and goods, thinking he had found an easy target. However, upon receiving their diplomatic letters requesting a delay, he suddenly felt that these people were just like the villagers who begged for leniency when taxes were being collected—people he could manipulate at will.

He originally planned to wait patiently for a while, so that he could get the money without any effort.

But yesterday the creditors came to collect the debt again.

When the army of the Kingdom of Lunsa attacked, Baron Lakeyuan saw that things were not going well and fled with his wealth. In principle, he should have lost his fiefdom.

Fortunately, the old king, who was usually good at scheming and had always maintained strict laws, had died in battle. Therefore, he spent a lot of money to bribe officials and managed to save his territory.

Of course, one reason for this is that his territory is essentially useless, as the nobles in the country are currently busy fighting for the throne, and those who are interested lack the strength, while those who are powerful are not interested.

He spent all his money and incurred debts, while the wealth of his territory and villages was plundered by the Lonsa people.

Yesterday, when the creditors came to collect the debt, they humiliated him severely. Therefore, he was no longer willing to wait for these ungrateful people of Crescent Moon Territory to slowly accumulate wealth. He was going to come and seize it himself now.

At the entrance of a village on the northeastern border of Crescent Moon Territory, Rand looked at Olena, whose face was serious, and said, "I can do it myself. You don't need to come along. Have you forgotten the powerful strength that can even kill a giant serpent?"

As he spoke, Rand gestured, recalling the scene where he snapped his fingers without batting an eye when facing a giant snake four stories high.

Olena smiled in agreement, unmoved: "That's also Ellie's idea. If something happens to you, all the plans will be put on hold, which is something none of us want to see."

At this moment, Rand was not nervous at all, and even had the leisure to joke, "Isn't it because you're worried about me?"

Olena chimed in, "Yes, yes, we were all very worried about you."

“Actually, it would have been better to have Lysa come,” Rand said.

Olena felt that Rand was too insensitive to politics, and said, "Letting the elves get involved in human disputes will bring a lot of problems. You know, the truce between the elves and humans is only a matter of less than a hundred years. The hatred of the past has not been completely forgotten."

Rand nodded as if he understood, then thanked Olena for her explanation and protection. He felt sorry for Ellie, who was already doing a lot of hard paperwork that would have been difficult for two people, but now the whole burden fell on her.

Chapter 49 My Magic Steel Plate Armor is Invincible!

This is the northernmost village in Crescent Territory. Thanks to the governance of the area over the past few months, the villagers are relatively relaxed and no longer experience the kind of sorrow that Rand felt before he established his rule over Crescent Territory.

However, the population cannot be replenished in a short time, so there are still many empty houses, which are perfect for the soldiers to live in.

It was early morning, with a gentle breeze. Autumn would be here soon, but it had been quite hot these past few days.

Rand kicked at the pebbles by the roadside. Because this place was far from the administrative center, although they were arranged to build a gravel road, the implementation was not good, and it was barely passable.

Rand planned to send the followers from the hideout to serve as grassroots members once they were familiar with the doctrine and had some literacy and numeracy skills.

Olena followed closely behind Rand, her left hand on the hilt of her sword, her right hand ready to draw her sword at any moment to deal with danger. The cool morning breeze blew through her hair, causing strands to flutter slightly before settling back down under the force of gravity.

“Lord Rand,” Olena said.

Rand didn't turn around, but simply replied, "What's wrong?"

What will the Abundance Cult look like in the future?

Although he didn't know why Olena suddenly asked this question, Rand explained, "As long as we can eat our fill, that's fine. I hope that the land of the Goddess of Abundance will have a bountiful harvest every year, and that those who believe in the goddess can earn their own living through their labor."

The ideals of religious leaders and feudal noble leaders are so different from those of nobles. It's just that Olena has never been to the Holy City of the Torch Church in the center of the continent. She doesn't know if the Pope and the saints of the Torch Church think the same way.

Olena didn't respond, and Rand didn't seem to care, continuing to walk along the gravel path.

The morning breeze is always pleasant, and the countryside scenery is something Rand rarely saw in his previous life, although he's almost sick of seeing it in this one.

As Rand walked, he stopped.

“Oleena,” Rand pointed ahead, “isn’t that an army in the distance?”

Olena suddenly appeared in front of Rand, as if she had teleported over such a short distance.

The highest-level professionals are already the strongest combatants below the title of King; mortals certainly cannot achieve this level.

An ordinary person would be easily crushed to death by an adult minotaur, and if it came to arm wrestling, Shasa, an elite minotaur, would definitely be no match for Olena, who looks like a weak woman.

The bodies of the highest-ranking professionals may no longer belong to the realm of humanity; at least their eyesight is similar to that of Rand, a blessed individual, and may even be stronger.

“Yes, Lord Rand, it seems that Baron Lakesource is more eager than we thought,” Olena replied, glancing into the distance.

The two then immediately began their return journey to prepare to assemble their troops.

Due to its underdeveloped economy and remote location, this is the only road connecting Lake Source Territory to Crescent Moon Territory.

Baron Lake Source was certainly unaware that Rand had prepared a surprise for him in advance.

A simple infantry pitfall trap, effective against both wild animals and humans.

In fact, Rand had also prepared long ropes with stones tied to them as tripwires to deal with Baron Lakesource's cavalry.

By the time Baron Lakeshead's army was about to reach the trap area, Rand had finally assembled this "army" equipped with fine steel armor.

This army is equipped with the best armor, but has only the lowest level of training. At least for now, these newly recruited soldiers can't even stand in formation properly. Calling them a rabble would be an understatement.

Soon the two sides were facing each other from a distance.

Baron Lake Source realized that his sneak attack plan had failed. In his original plan, he should have marched at dawn and then marched straight to the administrative center of Crescent Moon Territory, the town where Taran was located, and completed all military operations before they could react.

Then they forced the people here to hand over their wealth and food, and finally the mission was accomplished successfully.

But unexpectedly, they encountered resistance here, and their plans were immediately shattered.

Baron Lake Source rode to the front of the formation, looking down at the Crescent Moon Territory soldiers who were barely forming a ranks. This time, wanting to show off his military might, he had brought his entire army: twelve knights, twenty-four knight squires, and two hundred semi-full-time regular soldiers.

Faced with such a large army, Rand was actually a little flustered. On the surface, the difference in strength was quite significant.

In reality, the gap in strength may be even greater.

Baron Lake Source glanced at them and felt relieved. When his troops stood in front, the villagers, who looked like they had only been temporarily conscripted, became somewhat flustered. He even saw one soldier's legs go weak and he fell down.

He chuckled and said loudly, "Hand over what we agreed on now, and maybe you'll have a good way to die."

Rand ignored him and remained silent.

Seeing that the rabble did not respond, Baron Lakesource sneered inwardly, spurred his horse back to the rear of the camp, brandished his whip, and ordered his soldiers to attack.

The soldiers were also disorganized, but at least they weren't as easily flustered as Rand's recruits.

The knights at the front, accompanied by their squires, charged ahead.

Then they stepped into the trap, and suddenly everyone was thrown into chaos.

Rand immediately ordered, "Ready, launch!"

Rand took a risky approach with this batch of recruits; all fifty of them were slingers, with no ability to engage in direct combat.

But here, there is only one road from Huyuanling to Wanyueling, and the surrounding terrain is very steep.

Rand arrived here early, and he didn't just dig some traps; he dug up the entire road.

Some cavalrymen who had not fallen into the trap spurred their horses around it and continued their charge despite the hurled stones.

Then it fell into a deep pit.

Only then did they realize that the reason this rabble dared to stand there was because they had dug up the entire road, and the deepest part of the pit was estimated to be six or seven meters deep, so that if you fell in, you would definitely not be able to climb out.

Then, with this group of slingers in bright armor standing there, the baron's small force really couldn't break through.

But the baron did not give up and arranged for archers from the standing army to suppress these ungrateful people.

Rand sneered. If you really let your cavalry charge over, his rabble will definitely scatter in one go. But you're shooting arrows. Do you think your magical steel armor is just for show?

"Prepare to launch the slingshot!"

Unfazed by the archers' aim, Rand ordered the slingers to prepare as well, intending to exchange fire with the archers.

The new recruits were quite flustered when they saw the bright arrows pointed at them, and many of them even performed poorly, hitting their teammates.

But the soldiers in the hideout trusted Rand enough that not a single one of them turned and ran away.

"Launch!" Rand and Baron Lakesource shouted simultaneously.

Stones and arrows flew through the air.

However, the scene was completely different from what Baron Lake Source had expected. The slingshots felled a group of archers, but the arrows seemed to have little effect on these slingers.

This is completely unbelievable. Where did these people get such exaggerated armor?

Chapter 50 Olena is as reliable as the magic steel armor

After two or three exchanges of fire, Baron Lake's archers and other regular troops and cavalry suffered heavy losses, while only one of the slingers in the outpost was unlucky enough to be hit by an arrow that pierced through a gap in his armor and struck a vital spot, killing him instantly.

Arrows have a longer range, greater accuracy, and greater power than slingshots. If we refer to the history of Rand's previous life, trained English longbowmen could even shoot through plate armor with arrows at a certain distance.

However, the bows of these baron's standing archers were not of very good quality, and their skill level was average. More importantly, the place where Rand dug the road was carefully chosen.

At least along this stretch of road, the terrain on Rand's side is much higher than that on Baron Lake's side, so Baron Lake has to look up to see Rand.

Between the two sides lies a deep pit that Rand has dug in the past few days, which prevents Baron Lake's melee units from being effective in the short term.

Moreover, this time Rand had the slingers carry a lot of ammunition, so there was no worry about running out in a short time.

Another very important point is that throwing stones requires much less effort than shooting arrows.

Therefore, despite being a much superior unit, archers were completely suppressed in this location and at this time when they faced slingers clad in full magical steel plate armor.

Despite appearing to be outnumbered, RAND not only had the upper hand but also the advantage of timing and location.

Soon, Baron Lake Source's side unilaterally ceased fire. These semi-professional archers had their morale shattered by the slingers they completely did not understand, and some were already fleeing.

They initially found it hilarious to see a group of soldiers in silver armor throwing stones with ropes, until the stones started hitting them and causing them to bleed.

As the archers continued to retreat, Baron Lake's knights killed several deserters to stabilize the situation, but it was no longer possible to continue firing.

Therefore, Baron Lake Source had no choice but to order a retreat.

Land only ordered a halt to the slinging once the enemy had moved out of range of the catapults.

Baron Lake Source, his face flushed, once again spurred his horse to the front of the formation. He was fully armored and not particularly afraid of the stone-throwing attack.

"Shameless thief," Baron Lakesource cursed, "You son of a bitch."

Rand ignored the barking and laughed, saying, "What? Does the Baron want to surrender? Kneel down and lick my boots, and maybe I'll agree."