The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 271 Oh no, the princess was snatched away by the dragon!

As the only murloc among this group of generals whose talent was not full strength, General Deep Diving had to use his brain a lot in order to achieve his current status.

Although he didn't fully understand what Attilan's plan was going to do, he knew very well that his type of dependents were obviously more popular with the new general.

As long as he can satisfy the general, his status may be higher than that of Man Niu in the future. At that time, he can command Man Niu at will.

"Don't worry, General. I will definitely find a route that allows the army to directly attack the human capital. Even if I need to consume all the deep-diving fishman rogues under my command and sacrifice my own life, I will not stop. "

Attilan nodded with satisfaction. You see, there are still generals under Cestis who want to make progress. If you want to make progress, you must have a brain, be able to speak, and be a good person.

Guys like Man Niu who only know how to gain status by relying on strength will sooner or later be replaced by other more powerful people due to the decline in strength. On the contrary, the mind is different.

As long as you are not old and confused, your mind will always be more popular as you get older. Otherwise, there would be no word to describe the old guy: "Ginger is still spicy with age."

"Don't be anxious. Find a way to directly attack the royal capital. Take your time. Those human villages and towns that may reveal the whereabouts of the army in advance don't have rapid assault troops."

"In addition to destroying the enemy's logistics, their role can also provide cover for the plan to directly attack the Royal Capital. As long as half of the Royal Capital's defenders are transferred, are the deep-diving murlocs sure to open the Royal Capital's city gate?"

"Train your soldiers to be like that group of humans and dwarves, line up in rows and rows, like a city wall, rush up and fight the enemy!"

Aodai Qisi thought for a while and pointed to an ordinary mermaid general among the generals.

Everyone has a variety of musical auxiliary props, and they play them randomly before the battle begins, so that no one can hear the general's orders.

Aodai Qisi came back to her senses and thought for a while and said:

"I remember that the sea snails didn't live long enough. If it weren't for Attilan and you mentioned whether there were any props for this, I wouldn't be able to remember. I remember that it only took less than a year before they died."

Now that we are in a magical society, Attilan can only consider having high-magic props to assist in commanding the army.

General Diving's eyes lit up, and he excitedly took out a crumpled, somewhat tattered scroll from his arms, and quickly walked to Attilan to open it.

"Aodai Qisi, do you have any props to assist communication?"

"Very good. The loss gap between land transportation and water transportation is not small. For this alone, the contribution of the deep-diving fishman is not small."

"You, I remember that you once presented me with a kind of sea snail that can communicate with each other. Can that kind of sea snail be cultivated in large quantities and used for communication?"

The map and the greasy fishman mucus on the deep-diving general made it impossible for Attilan to pat the general on the shoulder as encouragement.

"Please point me to the location of the human capital and Kabul."

"But General, we don't know how to train? And what are the horns, drums, and iron pieces?"

"There is a big river around the royal capital. We can sneak into the royal capital through the river, but Kabul specially chose to build it on a high mountain in order to prevent us from sneak attacks."

The mermaid general looked a little ugly.

"General, what should be done in this training?"

The map in front of Attilan was still a map stitched together with several different pieces of fish skin, with crooked terrain and circles representing cities drawn on it.

"Because our deep-diving murlocs will scuttle their ships transporting food, they now use land to transport food, leaving the deep-diving murlocs with the only option of assassinating human nobles and grain inspectors."

When these six generals heard that they had something to do, they immediately looked at Attilan excitedly, but when they heard that they were going to be trained, they immediately became paralyzed.

"They don't have a city distribution map of the human kingdom in their hands. You often walk behind enemy lines, so you should have a topographic map in your hands, right?"

"General, we don't have this, but our shaman will use the bones of the killed magical beasts to make bone flutes to drive the souls of the magical beasts to rely on the bodies formed by sea water to continue fighting."

"We tauren shamans will raise a special kind of cow. After the cow dies naturally, the shaman will use the horns to fuse the cow's soul and make a horn that can enhance our power when blown."

A bold general immediately said:

"Princess, communication sea snails are a kind of magical beast that is difficult to cultivate. Many cultivated sea snails have a communication range of no more than five kilometers. For example, the pair of sea snails I gave to the princess can communicate within a thousand kilometers. From then on, I never cultivated it again after that.”

The Deep Dive General pointed respectfully at two places surrounded by red paint.

Attilan suddenly thought that there was no map that could give an overview of the whole situation, and immediately asked:

Attilan looked at Naga with a headache.

Naga was stunned for a moment.

“There is no enemy we cannot defeat if we charge after the trumpet.”

"Slow down the speed at which they gather food."

The four-handed fishman also raised his four hands and said:

"We shark-headed fishmen also have war drums made of shark skin. When sounded, the water element will be summoned to attach to our bodies, so that our attacks will be equipped with the power of the water element."

"In addition to the three generals here who are good at frontal combat, there are also the four generals I named who are responsible for fighting behind enemy lines. The other generals must gather your troops for training."

Attilan finally understood why they didn't have a unified order.

"Then I make a piece of iron and let people hit it with an iron rod to signify retreat. You won't think there is a problem with this, right?"

Attilan frowned.

"The most important thing is to let them know not by mouth, but by blowing the horn, beating the war drum, and banging the iron pieces. What sounds they hear are gathering into squares, which sounds are for an attack, and which sounds are for a retreat."

Man Niu said excitedly:

"Yes! No matter what the cost, I will open the city gate!"

"Yes! I am different from them. To sneak within the human kingdom, you must know the location of the target. You cannot bump around like an angry bull."

Attilan patted the table with satisfaction.

General Deep Dive gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely.

"You should learn from your adoptive father's painter. The map is still a bit too rough. I need a more detailed map."

The mermaid general wiped his sweat and explained:

"Using this magical ability to communicate over long distances will consume the lifespan of the sea snail. The farther the communication distance is and the more times it is used, the faster the lifespan of the sea snail will be consumed."

Attilan knocked on the table.

"In this way, you can provide me with a stable supply of sea snails that can communicate at about ten kilometers, a small number of those that can communicate with one hundred kilometers, and at least one pair that can communicate with five hundred kilometers."

"Can it be done?"

The mermaid general wiped his sweat again and nodded firmly.