Chapter 114 Declaration of War from the Principality  (3)

After understanding the deployment of this attack, Yang Dashuan felt a little clear-headed.

Kefir may be an expert and veteran in business, but if he goes to the battlefield, it would be nonsense. Although they have an absolute advantage in terms of number of people, in the past, examples of losing in the advantage are not uncommon. And the most critical issue is that his only son Bardo has fallen into Yang Dashuan's hands.

Kefir may be as cold-blooded and ruthless as the rumor says. But he cared and cared for his son extremely, perhaps because his father and son had secrets. With Bardo, Yang Dashuan was able to at least keep himself from being at a disadvantage. Because Kefir also decided not to attack the territory. Only in this way can Yang Dashuan find an opportunity to negotiate with him.

After driving Bardo away, Joan of Arc came back.

"It's so disgusting." Joan of Arc looked at Bardo, who was happily hiking into the cattle, and made a disgusting expression. "I would never have thought that there were such people in our alliance."

"There are so many things you didn't expect." Alice held her mouth shut. "Don't the Alliance often like to plunder the girls of our tribe and raise them like beasts? I dare to swear, if I didn't meet Roger, Locke would have to sell me one day!"

Leren also had the same expression.

"By the way, Joan of Arc. Why do those priests go to the Elf Empire? I think they seem to have something to do, do you know?" Yang Dashuan smiled and beat him up. No matter what, he was also a human being. He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed by the elves and Bemon saying this.

"How could I know!" Joan of Arc was unhappy.

"I'll calculate the day." Leren pointed his finger, "By the way, this year is a full ten years."

"Yes, why didn't I remember it?" Alice also suddenly realized. "I think, I know what those pastors are doing!"

Ten years?

Monk Yang Dashuan was confused.

Leren smiled and then told the matter out in detail.

Logically, this matter has to start fifty years ago - as the alliance becomes increasingly stronger, the alliance's ambition is no longer limited to the territory on the east bank of the Suprati River. With two huge enemies such as the Elf Empire and the Bemon Tribe by their side, the alliance will never sleep.

"Isn't that the saying - how can I accommodate another person on my own bed? Unless it is a woman." Yang Dashuan thought to himself.

After a considerable period of preparation, the human country formed an alliance army.

The intention of this alliance army is very obvious, which is to erase the elves and Bezombies from this continent.

The army led by the church crossed the Suprati River with great enthusiasm and started a war with the Elf Empire and the Bemon tribe. The two races were defeated at the beginning, and the Alliance army broke through the west bank of the Suprati River, and the front line continued to extend thousands of kilometers away. When the record was most optimistic, it even reached the front of the Bemon temple. Because of Bemon's swearing to death, the temple did not fall.

When it was thought that the Bemon Temple was captured in one go and the west bank of the Suprati River would become the alliance territory forever, the two tribes finally began to fight back.

The biggest counterattack between the elves and Bemon was the periphery of Nanyao Forest.

The elves' strategic retreat made the alliance troops rashly advance, and eventually the entire company of griffin knight troops and the fall of the famous dragon knight Kochis, ending the situation where the alliance has been constantly victorious.

In order to prevent the two tribes from taking the opportunity to attack the alliance, the church set a ten-year rule with the elves and Bemon.

Every decade, we have to send outstanding talents from our own country to the capital to select good men. This is not just a simple talent show, it can allow the three forces to clearly understand each other's strength.

It has been fifty years since that war, and this year happens to be a full ten years.

"Which race wins more every time a good man's game?" Yang Dashuan suddenly became interested.

"It goes without saying that of course we are Behemoth. For five decades, Behemoth has been the race with the most records of victory, and the elves are second... the alliance has never won a single game." Alice looked proud.

Yang Dashuan's face turned red on the spot.

"That's because our Rogue is not here. If Rogue is here, our alliance will win. Right!" The little girl Joan of Arc kept clamoring for Lao Yang to participate.

"Let's not think about that thing, it's too far away, it's not in line with reality." Yang Dashuan pursed his lips and broke Joan of Arc's dream of heroism. "There will be five months in ten years. In these five months, let's think about how to overcome this problem first!"

That's right, the current problems encountered by the territory are not easy to solve.

Two old points that have not been resolved yet are 15,000 sets of weapons and armor from Locke and Munge, which must take a lot of time to complete.

The bandits on the wasteland were also staring at the territory. They would come from time to time to harass the mining slaves, and even attack the herds in broad daylight. The elves could not handle it at all, so Yang Dashuan could only let the centaur put down his work and assist the elves in patrol.

And now, the Principality has sent people to attack the territory.

Not to mention the others, these are enough to make Yang Dashuan have a headache.

To be honest, he doesn't want to formally break up with the Principality for the time being. Although he has executed Robert who came to collect taxes, he has done this and no one knows.

Lao Yang is not a arrogant person.

Although the territory was developing rapidly, he did not think he could fight against the same country.

"Let's put this aside. What do all the slaves do? What else do they have to do. If Kyphir's army really dares to drive to my doorstep, I will never let him have a living person to leave the wasteland!"

This matter has been decided for the time being.

Compared to the stability of the territory, the robbers on the wasteland were in a mess without realizing it.

Ten regiments of troops have gathered on the edge, and this big move cannot be hidden from them. In order to drive this human army with unknown intentions out of their homes, the robbers are secretly united. Every day, the centaurs will come to Yang Dashuan to report how many people these robbers have organized.

Although the army was under the brink of the army, these robbers became much more honest and reduced their harassment of the territory. However, Leren was always a little uneasy.

Yesterday, Da Taibao had already reported it.

The closest robber tribe to the territory has as many as one thousand people!

This is just a small tribe.

It is not difficult to imagine how many people would have gathered in the upcoming war if the largest bear goblin tribe in the depths of the wasteland? Even if these bandits defeated Kefir's army, will they act independently as they did in the past after the crisis was lifted? Or will they always maintain this state and change their appearance to become a large tribe?

Leren is deeply worried about this.

Except for Joan of Arc, others didn't understand this kind of worry at all. Yang Dashuan led Alice and didn't know where to go, and they were the only ones in charge in the territory.

The slaves of the territory took this opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.

Without the harassment of the robbers, the original work continued very quickly. During the days of working overtime, the blacksmiths had finished the work delayed in the dry season a while ago, and eight thousand sets of armor were piled up in the warehouse.

At least when Locke came to pick up the goods, there was no problem at all.

The territory is still developing under a steady and orderly situation.

And Kefire's army finally set off from the edge of the wasteland... Joan of Arc was a little scared when he learned the news. Why was Yang Dashuan missing at this critical moment?

"Lellen, you must know." Joan of Arc wanted to ask what was going on.

"They went to the Kemesle Mountains! Roger said that he would come back within half a month. At least he wouldn't watch the territory he had worked hard to develop was destroyed like this." Leren said.

"Oh my God, why did he go to the Kemesel Mountains?" Joan of Arc covered his mouth. "Does he still want to go to that dark cave? The spider-turned elves there, I can't help but feel creepy when I think of them. In addition to the spider-turned elves, there are Komodo war monsters, two-legged flying dragons, and Chimera... There are so many monsters. There are even giants and dragon clans!"

"Did you see the beast cliff that is being built outside?" Leren lightly pointed Joan of Arc's delicate nose. "He said he wanted to find a partner for the war beast. Only in this way can we resist the attack of the human army."

"But, didn't you stop him?" Joan of Arc was unhappy. "It's so dangerous there. I really don't want him to go there!"

"This is something that can't be done. In fact, I can see that Roger's mind is not on the attack of the human army this time. For some reason, I have a premonition that he seems to be confident in everything." Leren smiled.

"Then he shouldn't have been allowed to go to the Kemeser Mountains to take risks, and he just brought Alice with him." The sour smell in the air suddenly dissipated.

"No, you're wrong. Roger is not a child, he is an eagle. He needs a wider sky. Maple Leaf Town is too small. As long as he waves his wings, he can fly out. And he went to the Kemesle Mountains for you!" Leren twisted Joan of Arc's little face.

"For me?" Joan of Arc was puzzled.

"Aren't a good man of ten years old going to be in the capital in half a year? He is just a Sibei Phoenix Knight, and the frost dragon cannot be brought to the table. The monsters on the Kemeser Mountains can just give him a broad and capable space."

"But without the recommendation of the king, he is not qualified to participate." Joan of Arc was a little depressed.
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