LORD WORLD: START

CHAPTER 48: NEWS OF VICTORY

Unknown how long time had passed, Myro opened his eyes to find that he seemed to be asleep in a tent.

When he tried to stand up, Myro felt his whole body ache which made him fall down lying down again to his bed.

While Myro was lying down, a soft voice sounded from beside him "Master, the wound on your body is still too bad, I suggest to rest for a few days before doing the next plan".

Myro gazed at the sound to find Tifari sitting by his bed while reading a book in his right hand.

"What happened as long as I was unconscious?", asked Myro to confirm the state of his troops.

Tifari closed the book in his hand, he opened the head covering on his hood which increasingly showed the beauty he had, especially his long silver hair which attracted the attention of "After their leader had lost, the barbarians lost their spirits and were destroyed. However the sages in their group, rank 7 magicians as well as the leader who was the reason for their spirit even though he was not the strongest had already been killed. Therefore, the enemy troops were destroyed very quickly. Some of them tried to escape while others were killed or surrendered".

"For the matter of those who give up, because I do not know your plan and at that time you have not been aware, sir, therefore I decide on all the enemies who surrender to be detained first until a decision from you. Whether it is necessary to kill them or simply arrest them as prisoners in exchange for money from their tribe or try to recruit them into our army, all decisions are in the hands of the master".

Myro thought for a moment "How do you think of turning them into our troops, can they be used against the barbarian tribes who become their own territory?".

"Quite difficult but does not mean impossible" said Tifari "Also barbarians are divided into many tribes, they are not kingdoms so generally barbarians care about their own tribe. As for what happened to the other tribes, they often ignored him. For that reason, we can use them as our temporary troops. But if you expect them to be a loyal army, I suggest you surrender. Those barbarian troops still had tribes as well as families in their respective tribes, it was hard to make them really give up considering their families were in their own tribes".

Myro was confused by Tifari's words "Didn't you say they could be used as temporary troops? When they are unfaithful, how do we use them? Besides, there's a chance they'll stab us into an important war as long as they haven't been loyal, I think it's too risky to use them".

Tifari shook his head "Master, sometimes you don't need the loyalty of others to make them your team as long as you have other advantages that interest him".

"Gain?", asked Myro interested.

"Right, have you ever heard of the Golden Guardian Kingdom using prisoners as soldiers? As long as they perform certain military services then the number of their sentences from the court will be reduced", Tifari said confidently "Master can use the same way, whoever barbarians who killed 10 other barbarians will be released, he said, whereas those who kill 20 will be given bread, I hear the food here is worth more than money".

Myro was shocked, he needed to admit Tifari's plan was indeed good. In the manner he suggested, Myro gained a temporary barbarian army which he would use against other barbarian forces. In this way, the losses in the original Myro army would be reduced.

"I understand, I will pass on your message to Lokof", Tifari replied firmly.

"In addition tell the troops we will rest for 2 days until all the wounds recover" Myro said smiling happily "After everything is back to health, after all, we'll show the barbarians how the change between the man who hunts as well as those who hunt, we'll be his hunters".

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The news of Myro's victory certainly spread rapidly throughout the barbarian tribes, especially the Irvy Tribe and all its subordinate tribes who received the most losses because all the troops that attacked Myro this time all came from their troops.

The Chief of the Irvy Tribe was sitting on his chair while eating meat like normal, there was a soldier kneeling in front of him with a body trembling in fear "Irvy Tribe this time sent Young Master Ranta, who was a soldier who was kneeling in front of him with a body trembling in fear "Irvy this time sent out, Young Master Ranta, Wise Lord Hulard as well as 1000 warriors to attack the Golden Guardian Kingdom. But in the middle of the road they met the enemy forces and immediately began a war where we suffered a defeat that Prince Ranta was rumored to die from reports of soldiers who managed to return alive. Lord Wise Hulard was also killed, while of the 1000 troops who left, about 500 returned".

"In addition to the subordinate tribal forces also sent 1000 troops to help, the problem is they lost 800 troops which made them send a message to us, questioning our leadership which failed to drive out the invaders".

"Shelf!".

The Chief Irvy threw the meat he ate to the ground, the soldier who reported trembling in fear because in the barbarian tribe, it was not strange if the chief hit or even killed his soldiers due to being too angry.

The cold voice of the Chief Irvy sounded "They are looking for my responsibility, tell them that anyone who disagrees should try to fight me. Even though the Irvy Tribe's forces suffered a loss this time, our strength is more than enough to clear some of the opposing tribes! Besides we lost a rank 7 magician along with 500 elite troops, while losing Ranta is not a big thing, I have no shortage of children to replace him. If it continues like this, the other tribes will begin to underestimate us who are unable to get rid of the invaders".

"This time I will intervene to get rid of the invaders, tell the whole army to be ready, just leave 1000 people to guard the base while the others will come with me. In addition tell our subordinate tribe, anyone who refuses to send help will be considered a traitor. Once we clear the invaders, then the next one to be cleansed is the tribe that refuses to help! Make my decision, make sure everyone knows".

"Okay, chief!", cried the soldier who rushed away.

The chieftain took the meat he had thrown to the ground earlier, then said coldly "Isn't this invader so arrogant as to dare to kill my son and troops? Alright, let me show them all what will happen to those who bravely try to fight the Irvy Tribe".