The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 228 Need more money!

Attilan knew very well how difficult this decision was at the moment. Ordering a pursuit would inevitably cause a large number of casualties to the ranger troops. Those Wood Elf civilians who did not pursue the pursuit would also be tortured to death.

There were companions on both sides, and the palms and backs of her hands were all flesh. Vereesa was still just a young man. This painful decision, Attilan didn't know if it would be the last straw that broke her spirit.

The total number of dark elves is not as good as that of the wood elves, but Vereesa is fighting against the dark elves in the entire dungeon. Because the system of the dungeon is relatively cruel, the loss rate of the dark elves has always been relatively high.

Those who survive are elites who are proficient in combat and conspiracy. They have a strong desire to survive, but they can also risk their lives to fight at critical moments.

There may be only fifteen thousand dark elves in the entire dungeon. This time, the spider mother directly brought out more than six thousand troops to attack this wood elf city with only three thousand ranger defenders but ten thousand civilians.

On the other hand, the wood elves, because of their relatively peaceful environment, have less overall fighting will than the dark elves. Once a life or death situation comes to a close, many wood elves will unconsciously fall into a state of panic and confusion.

It's good to be able to play half of the 100% battle.

Not to mention the civilians who had professional levels but no fighting will, even the rangers under Vereesa faced a sea of ​​people outside the city, and enemy troops supported by black dragons.

Some recruits who had less combat experience also had weak legs and feet.

The humanoid races such as the murlocs gathered by the black dragon may not have the same professional abilities as the wood elves and civilians, but they will fight with their lives for a bite to eat.

With that savage aura and the fierceness in the scarlet eyes, most wood elves civilians are no match for them.

They say that practicing well is not as good as playing well.

Attilan suddenly realized that his kingdom also had similar problems. Perhaps the first generation of dependents he gathered who had experienced wars fought fiercely and were qualified soldiers.

But the second generation, who are still young children, lack combat experience and the quality to dare to risk their lives to fight. This quality is cultivated by the environment.

This is the reason why elite soldiers emerge from poor mountains and harsh waters.

In addition to environmental factors, the pain caused by war will also create a pool of qualified soldiers.

After this battle, the casualties among the wood elves will be heavy, but the deaths of relatives and friends will inspire indignation and hatred in the hearts of the survivors.

The wood elves who once hated fighting and liked playing with flowers and plants should put down their hoes and pick up swords and bows to fight the dark elves!

With the emergence of this battle, in addition to the inexorable hatred between the dark elves and the surface elves, the wood elves have thrived over the years and their numbers have continued to increase.

The wood elves occupied a lot of originally desolate land to the east, and the city they built was too close to the dark elves.

If the wood elves don't know how to strike first, they will naturally suffer disaster.

Rather than using hatred to make his troops better, Attilan wanted to go to the battlefield with slightly inferior troops. As long as he trained more, he would fight a few more battles with increasing difficulty.

Elite soldiers are trained.

For example, the Wood Elf Rangers will definitely expand their troops and launch a revenge war against the Dark Elves in the dungeon. Attilan feels that he can let Fisher lead the half-experienced troops to play drums with the Wood Elves.

Taking in the atmosphere of war, the damage was not serious, and it also had the effect of training troops.

The wood elves are rich and powerful, so they can't treat them badly.

At least the military expenses after sending out troops, Attilan believes that Vereesa can definitely solve it.

Even with the erosion of the eastern region, Attilan believed that the wood elves' annual food production was still higher than the land under his rule.

Attilan flew over the rangers and showered healing grace on them, refreshing Vereesa and the rangers, as well as some civilians with red eyes.

Before Vereesa was hit by the rain of grace, she did have some thoughts of rushing forward and dying with the dark elves, but the cold rain made her brain wake up.

In the end, she endured the heartache and made a decision that went against her conscience.

Keep pushing, but not as hard.

We can't hurt everyone's fighting spirit, and we can't cause too many casualties.

As for those compatriots who were taken away, Vereesa could only say sorry.

I hope they can hold on until she leads her troops into the dungeon, and then she will bring them all back safely.

Originally seeing Vereesa leading the charge, Attilan couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.

But Vereesa was very measured, and the few attacks she made felt like a challenge, making the dark elves unable to move up and down, and even the sword-wielding warriors could hardly understand Vereesa's operations.

It wasn't until the dark elves retreated into the black forest that Vereesa ordered to stop.

"We can't chase anymore. We have lost many of our companions. I must ensure that everyone returns home safely."

A civilian with red eyes rushed to Vereesa angrily.

"General, my family has all died after the city was destroyed. I don't care if I can survive. I just want to kill a few more damn dark elves before I die!"

Vereesa stared at him righteously.

"Just because you are the only one alive, you should take their share and live well!"

Under Vereesa's firm gaze, the wood elf who had lost all his family members still lowered his head and tightened his grip on the longbow.

"Yes, General."

Vereesa glanced at the entire army.

"Everyone, believe me. After I investigate the situation in the dungeon, I will definitely summon all the warriors who are willing to go deep into the dungeon with me to defeat the dark elves and save the people!"

Attilan raised his eyebrows. Is this going to be a Dungeon and Fighter show?

After this battle, Attilan believed that not only the city that was almost captured, but also the villages that were persecuted by the dark elves along the way. After hearing about the tragic situation of this city, aspiring wood elves would join Vereesa's ranger army.

Mage Wang Youjun is in trouble and remains immovable, which I believe must have chilled everyone's hearts.

Since the dark elves invaded the easternmost village, Vereesa led her troops and fought with the dark elves for more than a month. If the Mage King wanted to, his mage group would have been in place long ago.

However, he did not send out a single soldier, and completely pushed the people who still belonged to him in name to the Druid faction, making them the subjects of the Archdruid.

Attilan touched his chin and suddenly had a bold idea.

Maybe he could push Vereesa to become king and split the water elf kingdom into the ocean kingdom in the coastal area controlled by the mage king, and Vereesa in charge of the forest kingdom inland.

Then the expedition against the dark elves and the military operation to save the people must be successful, so that Vereesa can gain enough prestige to become king.

However, his support is not free.

Of course, it also depends on whether Vereesa needs it. If the deal can't be made in a hurry, you still have to wait for Vereesa to speak.

After bringing the tired elves back to this dilapidated city, Vereesa clenched her fists and blamed herself deeply, why couldn't she be stronger!

If she is strong enough, even if grandma is not around, the dark elves will not dare to invade in a big way.

Even though she was very tired, Vereesa still found a relatively intact square to entertain Attilan and the Leopard Girl. Several granaries were plundered, destroyed, and burned down.

But the city still has enough food in stock.

Soon, the chef served up exquisite dishes of wood elf delicacies.

The portion of each dish is not large, but the taste is quite good, with a refreshing plant aroma. Attilan's favorite is the white wine brewed by the wood elves, which has a completely different flavor.

The red wine brewed by the wine girl from the purple-skinned grapes in the forest and the white wine from the wood elves both have a natural flavor, but they are still very different.

The wine brewed by the bear-man forest has a natural wildness, while the wine made by the wood elves has an elegant atmosphere of elves.

"In the past, white wine of this quality had to be saved and supplied to the Mage King. Now we drink it ourselves. The Mage King is not worthy of it!"

A smile appeared on Attilan's lips. Drinking the wine offered as tribute to the Mage King seemed like a small thing, but in fact it meant that Vereesa no longer had any respect for the royal family.

Maybe Vereesa didn't even know that drinking the wine given to the king actually meant taking on the king's responsibilities.

Only Vereesa, Attilan and Leopard Girl attended this banquet, but the news that Vereesa drank the white wine presented as tribute to the Mage King quickly spread throughout the city.

An elf who was blind in one eye tore into the roast chicken in his hand.

"I've told you a long time ago that the Mage King is unreliable, and you still say that he will definitely send troops to support you. You guys, tell me, where have his troops gone?"

The elves eating around him didn't say anything, and One-Eye spat again.

"I'm afraid he hasn't come out of the king's territory yet!"

A young elf threw the chicken bones out of his hand angrily.

"I don't understand. Are the Mage King's people the only ones who live in those coastal cities? Every time those cities are attacked by fishmen, the troops directly under the Mage King always rush to the battlefield as soon as possible."

"We wanted to join the war, but we were stopped by the Royal Guards."

One-Eye threw the chicken bones all over the floor.

"I heard from my grandfather that the grandfather of the Mage King and the Archdruid founded this country together. The Archdruid contributed even more, but in the end it was the Mage King's grandfather who became the king."

"The Archdruid left the inland and led everyone to build villages, towns, and cities in the interior. Because of natural magic, even the descendants of the elves who followed the Archdruid were better than those from the Mage King. many."

Another elf asked in surprise:

"Really? Don't just say whatever you hear to fool everyone."

An elf who had been silent and eating silently spoke.

"My grandfather was a Druid, and he and my grandmother had five children. My second uncle later became a mage, and he also studied some arcane arts, which made his health very poor."

"Although my father is not a druid, he is also a ranger. He has three children. My second uncle is not good enough. He and my second aunt have been married for a hundred years, and they still haven't given birth to a single child."

One eye and a cold face.

"I heard that the combined number of people in the royal territory and those of the mage nobles is less than 40,000, and here we have a full 60,000 people, but because of the restrictions of the mage king."

"We can only have a staff of five thousand people. We usually make more arrows and make more knives. The Mage King has restricted our supply of iron materials. What do you think he is afraid of?"

"Also, the general's parents were also famous rangers and very powerful. Why did they die inexplicably during the battle against the dark elves and green dragons?"

<divclass="contentadv">The one who yelled that his second uncle couldn't do it suddenly widened his eyes.

"No, I heard that in that battle, the Mage King also lost an entire mage group of 500 people. In order to kill the old general, the Mage King was willing to pay such a high price?"

One Eye snorted coldly and said:

"How is it impossible? Although my father did not participate in that battle, I heard from him that the bodies of the members of the mage group were full of arrow holes, and the old general was also killed by spells."

The calm elf narrowed his eyes and said calmly:

"The arrow holes may have been shot by dark elves, and dark elves can also use magic. Don't talk nonsense, and be careful about how the general will deal with you."

One Eye continued to snort regardless.

"I have to say it! My dad said that the old general was killed by arcane magic, and the arrow holes in the dead bodies of the mage group were caused by the secret wind wolf fang arrows passed down by the general's family. Therefore, it must have been the collusion of the mage king. The dark elf killed the old general."

"Just like this time, the Mage King is planning to murder the general. You have forgotten that last time we robbed that treasure in the desert, it obviously has nothing to do with us."

"But the Mage King said that it would affect the stability of the kingdom and asked the general to lead troops to investigate. However, he only asked the general to lead a few people. Half of the mage group he sent was not full, and they were all new soldiers who had never experienced the battlefield. "

"What do you think he wants to do?"

Attilan's ears were sharp and he heard all the conversations of these veterans.

It seemed that not only Vereesa, but also these rangers had accumulated a lot of resentment against the Mage King in their hearts. Vereesa cheered, not to mention cutting off the Mage King's head.

At least it can create a situation of separation between the north and the south.

Attilan rolled his eyes.

"Vereesa, when will your grandma succeed in becoming a legendary druid?"

Vereesa shook her head.

"My grandma has tried several times before, but she has never succeeded in breaking through. I heard from grandma that she seems to be unable to draw enough pure natural power from the realm of the God of Nature."

"You can only collect treasures and perform the induction ceremony again and again, and at the same time polish it yourself to increase the quantity and purity of the magic power in your body as much as possible."

"Grandma said that legendary druids who rely entirely on their own strength to break through are more powerful. Facing the legendary druids that rely on the power of gods to break through, there is no problem if one fights two or three."

"However, the way that druids break through legends is very different from druids who believe in gods. What they admire is the more ethereal spirit of nature."

"She admired such people very much, but she said it was best not to get too involved with those people, otherwise it would lead to a bad fate."

Um? Did your grandma say this? Then why is she still friends with Xue Ran and La Luen?

Asking Vereesa about this kind of thing would definitely lead to no results. It would be better to wait until the Archdruid comes out and Attilan meets her in person before we can discuss it.

"What are your plans now? Even if the Dwarf King is willing to provide you with weapons to equip you with more rangers, relying on the existing city system, your rangers and druids can block the Mage King's mage group and guards. ?"

Vereesa frowned, and she began to think about this issue seriously for the first time.

"It's difficult, it's hard for us to win, but I'm confident that we can fight the Mage King in a way that will hurt both sides."

The leopard girl waved her arms with a roar.

"As long as we can both lose and lose, that's fine. Guys like the Mage King and Attilan, who are so insidious and cunning, definitely don't want to fight with you and lose both!"

Vereesa burst out laughing, while Attilan darkened his face.

"In your mind, I am a despicable person like the Mage King?"

Leopard Girl shook her head and said matter-of-factly:

"Of course not. You are even more despicable than the Mage King. Vereesa, please don't be deceived by Attilan."

Vereesa waved her hand casually.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid. I also believe that Attilan is not that despicable person."

Attilan nodded. His structure was much bigger than that of the Mage King. Only a king who was petty and incompetent would worry about being unable to control his subordinates.

Afraid that his subordinates are too powerful, he is always thinking about how to weaken his subordinates.

Instead of thinking about how to weaken Vereesa's ranger troops, the Mage King might as well try to break through the legendary mage. If he is a legendary mage, even a level 20 mage.

There is no need to worry about the rebellion of the Druids.

The problem is that his hard power is not enough and his personal abilities are not outstanding enough. Compared with Vereesa, a young man who is about a hundred years old and is already over 10 levels of ranger.

He is afraid!

"I heard some of your soldiers discussing, I would like to ask, when did the Mage King start suppressing you?"

Vereesa shook her head.

"I'm not sure, but I heard from my grandma that the Wizard King's father and my father made the two groups that were already on the verge of splitting become a kingdom again."

"However, as they passed away one after another, and after the Mage King came to power, he began to consciously target us."

Attilan narrowed his eyes. Not only were Vereesa's parents dead, but the Mage King's father was also dead. Attilan seriously suspected that the death of the previous Mage King was closely related to the Mage King's attack on the Ranger troops.

"I would like to ask again, who died first?"

"It's my parents."

If Vereesa's parents died first, then there would be many mysteries. It would be difficult for an outsider to figure it out. The Archdruid must have her eyes and ears.

She didn't even fall out with the Mage King, so it was most likely not the Mage King's fault.

"Do you think there is something wrong here? Did they say that my parents were killed by the Mage King?"

"Don't listen to their nonsense. That war involved us wood elves, the dark elves in the dungeon, and the arcane elves in the Tower Kingdom. The key to that war was a green dragon."

"Grandma didn't fully tell me the secret, but it was a battle that could change the situation in the southeastern part of the continent."

This was the first time Attilan heard that to the east of the Water Elf Kingdom, in addition to the Dark Elves, there was actually an Arcane Kingdom established by the High Elves.

"Is there a map?"

"Have."

The map of the Water Elf Kingdom, or the map mastered by Vereesa, basically only involves some forces in the southern part of the continent.

From the Wild Boar Kingdom in the far west, to the Werewolf United Tribe, the Centaur United Tribe, the Water Elf Kingdom, to the Dark Elf Dungeon, Dragon Valley, and the High Elf Kingdom.

The three kingdoms of wood elves, dark elves, and high elves form a triangle, and in the middle is the Dragon Valley where the green dragon once lived.

Although there are no green dragons in Dragon Valley now, there are still many dragon-like monsters living in it. It is a very dangerous and not very valuable area.

"I heard that there is a dwarf kingdom to the east of the Arcane Kingdom, but I have never been there, so I didn't draw it on the map."

Leopard Girl's eyes widened and she slapped the table fiercely.

"The Mage King is so hateful that he doesn't even give you a share of the map?"

"Although I really want to inherit my father's wishes and make the Water Elf Kingdom a whole, the Wizard King has gone too far!"

"This time, I must fight him to the end! Attilan, can your army come out to support us?"

Attilan said calmly:

"In principle, I don't want to get involved in the internal disputes of other countries. This kind of battle is difficult to fight. My subordinates are all brainless barbarians who don't think about the problem in the long term."

Vereesa nodded and said:

"It doesn't matter. In that case, please help us continue to keep an eye on the tribes in the west and resist their marauding armies. We will continue to pay according to the previous amount of food."

"There are also the dark elves in the east. I know that it is much more difficult to withstand the dark elves than the lagging werewolves and centaurs, but I am willing to pay double the food."

Attilan smiled and said:

"No problem, as long as they can eat, those guys are willing to die. In fact, I just didn't finish what I said. It is not impossible to participate in the war with the Mage King."

"But this matter is difficult and requires more resources to satisfy their appetite. I think you understand what I mean. To fight the Mage King, you have to pay more!"

Vereesa calculated the annual grain production of the lands under her rule.

"I'll give you twice as much if you fight the dark elves, four times as much as if you fight the Mage King, and I'll be responsible for all the rations and wound medicine during the war. How about that?"

"make a deal!"

To dispatch a tauren, centaurs, and horses, Vereesa needs to pay Attilan twenty kilograms of food a day, fishmen, lizardmen, snakemen, werewolves, fifteen kilograms, and kobolds, five kilograms.

Kobolds are also useful. Attilan is not a dragon that will not be ignored. The kobolds sent out are responsible for the logistics and civil work, and they are much more powerful than the elves.

After collecting five kilograms of grain, Attilan still felt like he was losing money.

This refers to the extra food paid. The rations must be three meals a day to satisfy everyone participating in the war.

Attilan had a premonition that if this battle continued, all the food produced under Vereesa's rule would be handed over to him except for the elves' rations for several years.

The land under Vereesa's rule produced more than 300 million kilograms of grain a year.

Even three years of food production was enough for Attilan to recruit more than 100,000 people in the kingdom.

Attilan is already thinking about how to extend her battle with the Mage King for two more years so that she can make more money.

In the past, he always felt that some high-ranking officials did not understand war, but they wanted to intervene and turn a battle that could be won quickly into a bad war that could not be won for several years.

Now that Attilan has become such a disgusting person, he suddenly has a deep understanding of the word "respect yourself".