Chapter 397 Change of Thoughts
"The call of the snake god prophet? This is really an interesting thing."
Standing on the seashore, Imric responded to Masno. The great distance could not prevent the communication between the two parties. The southern continent Everything that happened to Lin Hai was clear to him.
"What are your thoughts? It is estimated that the Sky City can hold on for a while. I do not recommend that troops be immediately invested in the war in Lustria." Masno put forward the idea. The intensity of the war between snakes and rats is a bit difficult. Imagine.
Every place that seems to have no strategic value can trigger a battle, and around here, there are a large number of battle strongholds.
The rats seem to have entered a state of all-out war. Not only the Pestilen clan, but also news has spread from Dusk Fortress that some broken sailing ships are entering Lustria with a large number of rats, seemingly intending to support the war here.
"Of course, Caledor needs a period of repair. If a large number of troops are invested in the southern Great Forest Sea now, it will only lead to a vicious cycle. It will be difficult for us to get anything truly useful from the rats." Imrik answered
Mas No, facing the sea breeze and watching the ships coming and going.
I need some time to get the kingdom running at a really high speed. Druchi in the north has retreated deep into Nagaroth, leaving only a large amount of supplies and slaves.
These things have been fed back to the colony. The population of the colony is now close to 60,000. Even for humans in the old world, this number is already considered a small city. It only takes some time and reasonable planning to intervene. Snakes and rats fight more easily.
"I will send an elite force to support your actions and try to delay it for some time." Imrik gave the order.
"Yes."
After the link communication was interrupted, Prince Long looked at this small city that had only been established for three months.
A large number of students from the academy have been sent here to manage the civilians with the assistance of soldiers; some skink lizards and honest ankylosaurs came here carrying precious gems and gold to exchange for some things that the lizard people wanted; The same is true for Ulthuan's caravans. Many wine merchants have applied to contract land, hoping to grow a batch of unique grapes to satisfy those tricky evaluators.
The rescued slaves joined the construction, and the most valuable among them were the dwarves from the old world. Although they didn't have a good impression of Asul, after seeing the ships coming from Eternal Peak to pick people up, some of them still stayed here to repay their efforts.
Everything is developing prosperously, and the large amount of money invested by the palace is gradually paying off.
But Imrik was still not satisfied with the status quo. Sixty thousand people was still too few compared to the huge city he wanted to build.
"Just wait a few more years. If you invest your energy in the war now, a lot of things will be in vain." Imrik thought about it for a moment, but decided to deny the decision to march into the southern Great Forest Sea. The environment is harsh and far away from the supply point. , it is an expeditionary force, and the enemy's strength is not weak. These require long-term preparations.
Sighing and shaking his head at the same time, he slowly walked towards the training ground.
However, the Dragon Prince decided not to invest a large number of troops into the southern forest sea in the short term, but the defenders of the Sky City suffered a lot.
Sitting on the stone brick, Raskol gritted his teeth and poured the alcohol on the wound on his thigh. He endured the severe pain and allowed the precious liquid to flow to the ground. The originally white bandage had been soaked with blood and turned red. Sotigo said favorite color. In the absence of medicines, the only way to solve one's own problems is through some native methods.
"Damn, those rats are just like madmen, and there is this harsh environment. Oh my God, if I have a choice, I will never join the mercenary army. Those elves just use us as cannon fodder!" A small complaint entered. The sergeant's ears also made him stunned for a while, and he didn't even notice that he wasted a lot of alcohol in his hand.
"Whoever said this, stand up!" The sergeant stood up reluctantly and glared at the men next to him who were still repairing their wounds. His face covered with minor wounds looked even more ferocious because of this anger.
He did not want to be angry with his fellow humans in a distant and unfamiliar land, but such words must not come from the mouth of Misha's Eagle.
A slightly frightened figure came out, obviously he did not want to face the Centurion's wrath.
"I said it."
When Rascol saw that it was his soldier, he took a few steps forward with his thigh injury, his tone was full of rebuke,
"Chevra, think about what you did in Kislev before. Yes. You are just a groom, enduring the cold wind during the day, standing outside the door waiting for the boyers to finish fucking the prostitutes, and then get a few copper coins, and drink vodka extracted from the swill bucket at night!" "But it's only a moment
! In two years, you have at least a set of equipment that cannot be bought in Kislev, a strength comparable to that of elite warriors, and a lot of savings. Think about who gave these to you." "But, those
elves ..." Chevla hesitated for a moment. He did not deny that Caledo's treatment was very good, but the war against the ratmen in the past two months did make him a little frustrated. After all, Mrs. Kislev's damage was far higher than that of the elves. Out a lot.
"Yes! Those elves did have very little damage, I know that. But have you seen the results of those sword soldiers? I have seen it!" Rascal ignored Patunyuin's extremely difficult words. The Elvish name continued to emphasize, "Misha's Eagle, Elk Hunter, and Snow Mastiff Teeth, the three troops cannot compare with the killing efficiency of one troop. They are more dangerous than the position where we are fighting, and the enemies they face are more dangerous." Fierce, who do we have the right to criticize."
Lasker's mentality has changed slightly. Before, he was a mercenary who worked for money, but since the last time, a team of 100 swordsmen were mixed to assist Misha. This mentality changes once the Eagles hold on to a stronghold.
These elves may be extremely arrogant, but they will not give up any mission. He personally saw several seriously injured swordsmen still covering their flanks even if their internal organs were leaking from their abdomens.
A group of soldiers with a firm goal, their mission is glory, and the two are inseparable. This is his evaluation of these sword soldiers.
Rascal no longer wanted to maintain the mentality of taking money to sell his life, so he used the things he obtained as a mercenary as a springboard to return to Kislev City to complete his revenge.
Submitting to the authority of the Dragon Lord is not an unpleasant thing. After all, the two killing gods Masnot and Damian also obeyed the arrangement of the Dragon Prince and led the advance team to this harsh environment.
"I..." Chevra opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but soon chose to give up, and just sighed and sat down.
No one is blind, and the unwise have long since died in this world.
(End of chapter)