Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

(Thank you, Amora.) Lind sincerely thanked the Earth Mother in his mind. The Earth Mother had made a great contribution to the survival of all these sows. In order to save these sows, after the battle began, the Earth Mother cast a spell on the sows, allowing them to recover as soon as they were injured, greatly offsetting the damage they had received.

(They deserve it.) Amora responded. (They are both very good and pious children, and they fought for you. This is what I should do.)

(Anyway, thank you very much.) Linde thanked him again.

(If you really want to thank me, then believe in me.) Amora said with some resentment.

(I can't do this, but I promise you, I will help you convert as many Chaos Beastmen as possible to become your believers.)

Amora's magic allowed Lind's pig beastmen to survive, but not all new beastmen had this treatment. Those new beastmen that had turned into cold corpses obviously did not receive such favor from the Mother Earth.

Lind did not ask why the treatment was so different, because he knew that it was useless to ask. God never treats believers equally. They are all believers, and no matter which god they are, they will have preferences, and the reasons are very sufficient.

"You are not pious enough", "You cannot bear more divine power". Most importantly, these reasons do not need to be given by God. Believers who gain more divine power will help God.

The degree of devout belief is closely related to God's blessing. Lind has confirmed it. If not, Lind would not have been able to resist the temptation of evil gods several times, and the evil gods could not force power on him without him wavering in the slightest. But Lind always feels that this approach has the flavor of hunger marketing.

At this time, Linde was sitting in front of the pig beastman numbered 24, a sow. In the morning's battle, this pig beastman left a very deep impression on Linde. It's not that other pig beastmen didn't fight bravely, but what she did was too outstanding, blocking two axes for Linde in a row.

Now, under the power of Mother Earth, the two wounds have healed, but because they were not cleaned and aligned, there are very conspicuous scars.

Although the scars are ugly, Lind doesn't dislike her because of them at all.

Linde wanted to reward these loyal sows, but due to the lack of supplies, he didn't have anything to give out for the time being, so he could only remember it silently in his mind.

Since material rewards cannot be given for the time being, we can only reward them spiritually first, but what do sows like?

Linde asked tentatively, how about giving you a name?

Judging from sow number 24's suddenly rapid breathing, she likes this.

After thinking for a while, Lind first named sow No. 24 Faith, which was the name of a female knight in the legend of the Holy Empire. Because of her deeds, she has now become synonymous with loyalty and fidelity. Lind felt that this was very appropriate.

As for the other thirty-nine sows, I can only think about them later. Thinking of thirty-nine names at once is not easy.

Although the sows were able to survive and recover quickly thanks to the Earth Mother's magic, they were still seriously injured and needed to recuperate. After telling them to have a good rest, Lind left.

The atmosphere in the camp was significantly different from yesterday. Yesterday the entire camp was filled with the joy of victory, but today it was the other extreme, dead and dull.

The morale of the coalition forces was low, and Lind could only sigh helplessly. After all, it was not a real army.

Lind walked through the crowd and arrived at the main tent where everyone else had already arrived.

"Linde, you're here." Ilfa greeted Linde with a heavy look on his face.

"Yeah." Lind nodded, no longer in the mood to chat. "How are the casualties counted?"

"The statistics have been completed." Ram's face was very ugly. "Sir Linde, please prepare yourself before I speak."

"Tell me, my mental quality is not that bad."

"...In today's battle, we had a total of 521 deaths and injured... 802 people." Ram tried his best to keep his tone calm, but his slightly trembling body still exposed his inner panic.

There was silence in the entire tent, and everyone was panicked by the result.

"Sir Lind, when will our reinforcements arrive?" Sister Shanoya said seriously.

"I'll ask right away."

Chapter 239 Low Morale

In the era of cold weapons, cavalry was the king and the master on the battlefield. Both the impact force on the battlefield and the mobility brought by speed were extremely important forces that could determine the outcome of a war.

Although there is magic and various alien races in this world, cavalry still occupies an extremely important position.

Not to mention the Holy Empire, to the west of the Holy Empire, there is a country called Batoran, known as the Kingdom of Knights. The entire country, from the king to the owners of the fiefdoms, are knights. Relying on this terrifying number of cavalry troops, Batoran is now the most challenging country to the human leadership of the Holy Empire.

As a knight's attendant, Lind, who was trained as a future knight, was naturally very clear about the power of cavalry. Even without any weapons, just a galloping horse, the impact was enough to be fatal to ordinary people. Ordinary cavalry had such a huge attack power, so the power of heavy cavalry above that can be imagined.

What’s more, the ones charging were heavy cavalry riding on cows.

Due to the sudden appearance of the Blood God Bronze Bull Knight, the coalition forces suffered extremely heavy losses in today's battle, with more than 500 killed and even more wounded. Most of the wounded, even with the treatment of the Mother Goddess of Earth, would not be able to recover their combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

Even if the wounded recovered their combat effectiveness tomorrow, the situation would still be bad, because the morale of the remaining new beastmen had already been damaged.

When two armies confront each other, morale is the most important thing. This is what a military strategist who likes to lead the charge said. Although it is absolute, if the morale of one of the two sides in the battle collapses, there is no need to fight even if the troops are superior. Although the new beasts look tough, they are actually just civilians. Even if they are brave and fearless, it is not enough to be a qualified soldier.

If Lind had not decisively seized the opportunity to counterattack when the Blood God Bronze Bull Knights rushed over and turned around a little disadvantage, I'm afraid the morale would have collapsed now.

Now, the shamans of the Earth Mother Goddess were working hard to boost morale, and the Earth Mother Goddess was also constantly responding to the shamans' prayers and performing magic. It took a lot of effort to avoid a large-scale desertion.

Everyone in the main account knew that if they wanted to continue to persevere, the arrival of reinforcements was essential, which could not only replenish combat power but also boost low morale.

The main account was quiet. No one spoke, and everyone looked at Lind quietly.

Lind just sat on the ground, his hands folded across his chest, his back hunched, his eyes closed, as if thinking. From his furrowed brows, it can be seen that he is not at peace inside.

Everyone was silent, even their breathing was consciously suppressed for fear of disturbing Linde.

They all knew that Lind was communicating with the Mother Goddess of Earth.

God's believers are also divided into different levels. Different gods and religious divisions may be different, but there is a common standard: communication with God.

From low to high, they are: not being able to hear the voice of God, being able to hear it when praying, and being able to hear it when not praying. Communicating with God is an important basis for judging the degree of piety of a person's belief in God. The more pious a person is, the more he can communicate with God and the more powerful his magic can be used.

Linde can communicate with God anytime and anywhere, and God is always available at his call. Even those chosen by God may not have such treatment.

Son of God, many people present were pondering the weight of this word in their hearts, especially the elder sister Shanoya, whose expression changed constantly.

At this time, Lind didn't care about the reactions of the people around him at all. He was communicating with Mother Earth with all his heart. He closed his eyes to strengthen the signal of communication with Mother Earth.

Communicating with God only needs to be done in the spirit. Normally, conversations only need to be repeated silently, but if you close your eyes, the conversation will be much clearer, and the color representing God and a vague pattern will appear in front of your eyes.

When communicating with the Earth Mother, there was a vibrant green, and a shadow that seemed to be seen through frosted glass, like a towering tree. Judging from Lind's frown, the communication with the Earth Mother was not going smoothly.

After a long while, under the gaze of everyone, Lind opened his eyes, loosened his hands, and straightened his back.

"How is it? When will the reinforcements arrive?" Seeing Lind open his eyes, Winter, the actual commander-in-chief, asked impatiently first.

Linde did not answer immediately, but looked at the other person expressionlessly.

"…How could this happen!" Ram punched the ground in anger. "This is clearly a matter of life and death! How could that deer have such a petty idea at this time!"

In order to help with decision-making, Lind told everyone present about the situation of the reinforcements yesterday, and then Ram quickly gave his own conclusion, which was to avoid fighting and preserve strength.

This kind of thing often happens in the civil war among the princes of the Holy Empire, especially when vassals fight for their lords. Unexpectedly, on an isolated island, the simple and honest new beastmen would also do this.

"I just communicated with Lu Ge through the Mother Earth. The Mother Earth said that Lu Ge is leading his troops and rushing here as fast as he can. He will be here soon."

"Very quickly? How quickly?" Ilfa asked.

"The day after tomorrow." Lind gave the answer.

The day after tomorrow? This answer made everyone's hearts hang in the air even more, and at the highest point, they were about to spit it out.

Today everyone witnessed the power of the Blood God Bronze Bull Cavalry, which not only caused significant casualties, but also dealt a heavy blow to morale. Reinforcements will not arrive until the day after tomorrow, and it is not certain yet. In other words, in the worst case scenario, they will have to withstand two more days of cavalry attacks.

With such low morale now, can they still withstand an attack from the Blood God's Bronze Bull Cavalry?

"How about anti-cavalry tactics? The terrain is a narrow valley. There is only one direction to charge, and there is no possibility for the enemy to roam around, right?" Since the reinforcements will not arrive until at least the day after tomorrow, there is no other way but to try our best to fight against the enemy's cavalry before the reinforcements arrive.

"Sir Lind, you are also a future knight. Do you think these new beastmen civilians who have never received professional training can use complex anti-cavalry tactics?" Winter said helplessly.

Indeed, there are ways for infantry to fight cavalry, and there are quite a few of them, but without exception they require rigorous training, which these new beastmen cannot do.

Moreover, since the enemy was heavy cavalry, ordinary methods of dealing with light cavalry were not effective, and everyone was helpless for a while.

(I wish I could be like Dr. Gatlin~) Lind sighed.

"Sir!" Just then, a guard came into the tent and reported, "A convoy from the camp has just arrived!"

Chapter 240: The Traveler Who Wants Hot Weapons

This time, when facing the Chaos Beastmen army led by Lion King Mara, not all the people in the camp went out, and quite a few people were left behind. Those who stayed behind were mainly various craftsmen, and some were guarding the house, just in case.

As all the commanders had gone to the front line, Ilufa had no one left, so he had to let Efit be the temporary manager of the camp, and for this purpose he conferred a non-hereditary lordship on Efit.

To make a serf a lord was to complete a class leap overnight.

The reason why Efit was asked to be in charge of temporary management was not because she was Lind's secretary, but because Efit was literate and a rare talent who understood material management.

As for whether Efit, as a weak woman, can convince the people, that is not something that can be considered now. She can only make do with it for now.

When the guards said that a convoy was coming from the camp, everyone in the tent was startled. Could something have happened in the camp?

Everybody rushed out and came to the edge of the camp, where four carriages were parked and waiting.

In the front carriage, Efit was standing on the carriage shed, looking ahead. When he saw Lind and his group coming out, Efit immediately waved excitedly at Lind.

"Make way, make way, don't crowd here." With the two knights clearing the way, the surrounding new beastmen made way and left a piece of open space.

Efit jumped down from the carport with a somersault and landed steadily. Everyone around was stunned by this move. How could he be so skilled?

"Be careful! Don't hurt yourself." Linde said unhappily when he saw this.

"No, I'm very flexible." Efit said with a smile. "I used to practice acrobatics in order to perform in the tavern. I can do many postures that ordinary people can't do~"

As he said this, Efit did a split without using his hands in front of Lind to prove it.

Linde blinked in surprise. Does it take so much to open a pub?

"What else can you do?" Linde asked subconsciously.

"Hmm~" Efit tilted his head. "Master, what else do you think I can do?"

"Ahem." Seeing that Efit and Linde were about to talk to each other without paying attention to others, Ilufa decisively interrupted them. He first coughed hard to remind them of his presence, and after focusing his attention, Ilufa stepped forward and asked, "Efit, why are you here? Did something happen in the camp?"

What Ilufa was most worried about was something happening in the camp. Whether it was people from other tribes taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, or the remaining serfs rioting or simply running away, it would be fatal.

"No, everything is normal in the camp, nothing has happened, my dear madam." Efit saluted to Ilfa, and the smile on his face changed, becoming a business-like smile.

Efit always smiles brightly to everyone, but only when he smiles to Lind is it a real smile from the heart. At other times, it is just a business and polite smile.

Maybe it was because he saved her on the ship that she had a good impression of him, Lind thought. By the way, Efit would occasionally smile at Elisa.

"Then what are you doing here?" Since there was no accident at the camp, Ilufa was relieved. "And what are these?"

As Ilfa spoke, he walked to the front of the carriages and looked inside.

Then I saw a huge spherical object.

"What, what is this?" Ilfa pointed at the sphere in the carriage and asked curiously.

"This is something the master ordered to be made." Efit replied.

"Me? I didn't tell you to do this." Ilfa frowned.

Efit smiled slightly, shifted his gaze slightly to the side, and signaled Lind with his eyes.

This action made Ilfa's heart tremble slightly. It was not that Efit emphasized that his master was Lind, but this action was something Ilfa had often seen on the exclusive maids of other nobles, especially male nobles.

"Me?" Lind noticed Efit's gaze, then reacted and immediately came over excitedly and looked into the car together.

A huge sphere with a diameter of more than one meter was lying quietly inside.

The sphere is a not-quite-standard circle, and the surface is not very smooth. The overall color is black, but you can tell it is made of metal, iron.

He reached out and touched it, and felt the coolness of metal. Seeing this, Linde was delighted, he had made it.

"Linde, what is this ball?" Ilufa asked curiously.

"This is the secret weapon you mentioned, ma'am." Lind said confidently.

This world is still in the era of cold weapons, and weapons are still all kinds of cold weapons. As a time traveler, when facing a strong enemy, in order to win, you will naturally think of hot weapons.

Lind, who has read many time-travel novels, knows very well that a time traveler who does not want to use hot weapons is not a good time traveler.

Lind wanted hot weapons and had the relevant knowledge. He knew how to make black powder, nitroglycerin, nitrocotton, and mercuric fulminate. He also knew how to make granular gunpowder and smokeless powder stabilizer. But time was too short and there was a lack of many materials. Lind could not reproduce these, so he had no choice but to look for alternative solutions.

Then Lind thought of the Salaman stone.

Salamanite is a magical ore rich in fire magic. It can be used as a source of magic supply when casting fire magic. However, the price of doing so is that the precious Salamanite will be blown up at once, which is a huge waste. But it is related to whether I can continue to farm, so I can't care about it anymore and can only do this for now.

We can talk about hot weapons later. Let’s get through this first and then slowly deal with hot weapons later.

Alyssa also came over at this time, looking at the huge object on the carriage with curiosity. Alyssa could vaguely guess what it was, because she had done a lot of experiments before following Lind here.

On this sphere, Alisa looked around for something and finally found what she was looking for in a certain place.

"Here." Alisa found an incomplete magic circle that she had drawn herself.