Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

Soon after, Lind stood on the podium and announced the mobilization to the soldiers and citizens.

Originally, Lind had thought a lot about how to allay the fear of the people and soldiers, and how to maintain and comfort the soldiers' mental health, and tell them the necessity of this battle, so that no one would develop a war-weariness.

But the moment Linde stood on the podium, he suddenly felt that he had overthought just like before.

Most of the people in the territory, including the original owner of Lind's body, have an indelible hatred for the demons. Not to mention psychological preparation, Lind even feels that he needs to appease these people's emotions first and calm them down.

"I remember that among the selected soldiers, many of them followed me to escape, and many of them followed Isa to the Gray Collar."

"I prepared a lot of things to say, and I spent an entire afternoon writing the manuscript."

After saying this, Lind tore the manuscript in front of him into pieces.

"But now I just want to talk about what those beasts who are getting closer and closer to us have done."

“I believe that many people in the northern borders know Saint Flora, especially those who followed Ms. Isa to the Gray Collar. You all came from the Cathedral of Our Lady of Rescue. I believe that you must be more familiar with Saint Flora than I am.”

At this point, the soldiers who came from the Cathedral of Our Lady of Salvation clenched their fists and had a bad feeling.

"And now, Saint Flora is leading other refugees next to that group of borns. The plague and curse have been planted on them. The Saint can only protect the refugees while being driven by these beasts and wandering around the northern border every day. Because of this group of borns, the Saint can't even commit suicide to prevent the spread of the plague!"

Before the soldiers in the audience could understand what was going on, Lind called the scout he had sent out earlier, and the scout cried as he told them about the situation of Flora and the refugee nuns.

To be honest, as long as they came from the border, they had more or less received the blessings of the Cathedral of Our Lady of Salvation, and even among those refugees there might be family members of the soldiers and subjects present.

Before the scout had finished speaking, some soldiers could no longer listen. Long periods of obedience training had kept these soldiers silent, but they all began to wipe away their tears.

Infected by this atmosphere, Scout could no longer speak and burst into tears on the stage.

Linde walked forward and didn't say much. He just stood on the high platform and asked all the soldiers and people: "Do you want to fight?"

"Beat him! Beat him the fuck up!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill! Kill!"

Watching the increasingly uniform shouts of killing from the audience, Lind gradually understood why the Eagle Sauce soldiers in his previous life suffered from PTSD every day, while Rabbit wished he had not killed two more people.

"Okay! Then fight!"

On the other hand, because of Burken's arrogance, the gray-collar scouts had enough opportunities to observe the camp of the demon soldiers.

Fortunately, because the plague and curse of the refugees and nuns were uncontrollable, the demon soldiers and the refugees were kept at a distance from each other and isolated using alchemical powder.

This provides ample buffer for gray-collar workers to rescue and protect refugees.

In fact, the fifty heavy cavalrymen brought by Reina alone could directly crush these demons.

But Lind still chose to let the ordinary soldiers who had been trained for a long time go up.

Because in the war between humans and demons, there is always a rumor that every demon is a professional and ordinary humans are completely unable to defeat them.

There are even myths like "Man Wan is invincible".

If Lind did not use these ordinary soldiers to defeat the demons head-on, but instead used Reina's heavy cavalry, then there would definitely be people who would still insist that only professionals can compete with the demons.

When we really come into conflict with the demons in the future, the mentality of ordinary soldiers will also be affected.

What Lind needs to do now is to break these myths and remove the ideological imprints on ordinary people.

The demons are not invincible at all. The so-called fact that all demons are professionals is just an exaggeration by some people with ulterior motives.

Demons can indeed use specific magic when they reach a certain age. This magic that can be used at birth is called bloodline magic.

However, bloodline magic is fixed, and it is almost impossible for demons with bloodline magic to learn new spells.

This is also the biggest difference between demons and elves. Elves are born with the ability to sense and mobilize magic power, and all magic is acquired through learning. They are a true magical race.

The demons are like NPCs who are born with a fixed set of moves. They have no idea what magic is or how to mobilize it. Anyway, I think they just know how to use this magic.

Even because of the use of bloodline magic, the demons have formed a natural dependence on the mobilization of magic power. When using other magic, whether it is the spell model or the mobilization of magic power, they will rely on bloodline magic. As a result, the cost of learning magic for most talented demons is even much higher than that of humans, and the use of spells other than bloodline magic will also appear quite abnormal.

If these demons were placed among humans, they would basically be the lowest-level apprentices in the Mage Tower who only know one or two tricks and cannot even pass the professional rating. However, once on the battlefield, they can become a terrifying existence that ordinary people tremble in fear after throwing two wind blades.

The most famous tactic of the demons is to rely on blood magic to harass you from a distance, fighting while running, and then rushing to kill you with a knife when you are tired.

This actually exposes the problem of the demons. Although they claim to be all professionals, they can neither charge into the enemy's path under your rain of arrows like the professional knights, nor can they knock you down with firepower like the mages. Instead, they can only harass and consume your energy, and in the end they have to rely on physical charges to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.

However, the demons' advantage has now been wiped out by equipment and gunpowder. Once the musket is successfully developed, it will be a real opportunity to switch between offense and defense.

The gray-collar team set off, and all soldiers brought a full set of equipment, with plenty of grenades and recovery potions.

Darcy, who lied about her age, was among them. Darcy, who was shorter than the others, was stroking the chain mail on her body excitedly.

Thanks to recruiting a large number of mountain people to come to Gray Collar, Darcy accumulated a lot of work points, but he did not use these work points to exchange for supplies, but instead requested to join the army.

Although he was a head shorter than the others, Darcy's long life as a hunter had made him very strong. In addition, sixteen, the minimum conscription age, meant he was still in the process of growing, so no one noticed anything wrong.

Hearing that this mission was to fight against the demons, many people in the team had a deep hatred for the demons and were eager to give it a try.

Although Darcy, who had lived in the mountains since childhood, did not have such strong hatred, he also did not have any ideological imprint that the demons were invincible.

With this equipment, Darcy wouldn't even frown even if the lord said he wanted to rebel.

What's more, behind this army, there are fifty heavy cavalrymen who are all professional and have received military training.

These are Reina’s knights. Although they don’t directly participate in the battle, they are responsible for maintaining order and preventing any knights from escaping.

Linde, who grew up in a peaceful era in his previous life, actually did not know how to fight a war. It could be said that he knew nothing about it. All his knowledge about war came from watching movies and novels, and at most from seeing wars on the sand table.

Therefore, Lind planned to hand over the command completely to Lowry, the only veteran in the territory who had fought on the battlefield and commanded operations.

Linde himself is only responsible for coordinating and allocating resources.

This is actually a bit of an exaggeration. After all, the opponent is just a demon army of 20 people, but a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit. If possible, Lind would like to pull over all the artillery that is still in the testing stage.

"Boss, there seems to be a human army coming towards us."

A green-skinned demon burped and looked at the army flying the North Wind Bear flag not far away.

"How many people? Are there any professionals?"

Burken stood up with a somersault and asked the demon soldier whose eyes had been strengthened with blood magic.

"Their number seems to be about the same as ours, all infantry. Although they are all wearing armor, there seems to be only one professional among them."

After hearing this answer, Burken lay down again. There was only one professional, and the number of people was almost the same as his side, and they were all unmounted. Didn't that mean they were just here to send themselves away?

Not to mention that we are the noble demons, even if both sides are inferior humans, as long as our side mounts their war horses, the combat power of the two sides will not be on the same level.

Maybe the nearby lord was under pressure, so he sent a team of soldiers to pretend before making contact.

Thinking of this, Burken yawned, not noticing at all that in another direction, Lowry and another team of soldiers began to make a detour.

"Boss, something doesn't seem right?"

The demon soldier vaguely sensed something was wrong and shook Burken who had just laid down.

"What's wrong? Can those soldiers fly?"

Burken scratched his belly which was swollen from eating too much and sat up lazily.

"No, that's not it, Boss. They are not coming towards us. They are going towards the refugees."

"Then there's no need to worry about it. I was just worried that the human lords were too hospitable and that they couldn't send out the plague curse."

After saying that, Burken took out a sharpened bone from his waist and started picking his teeth.

This was a human female's collarbone. Burken had originally liked that human female and had even been obsessed with her. Unfortunately, after listening to the Demon King's theory that humans were inferior species, Burken suddenly felt that the human female was disgusting, so he killed her directly.

But after killing her, Burken felt a little regretful. He picked out the human woman's collarbone, sharpened it and used it as a toothpick.

Every time he used a toothpick, Burken felt that he was truly devoted and romantic.