Constantine, the regent, was not idle while the dwarf army was reorganizing and stationing. He quickly grasped the military and political situation during his absence, and his summary of the situation just now was very accurate.
"My warhammer and I are at your service!" Snorri raised his glass and made a direct statement. It didn't cost much to say nice words at this time. Constantine is his employer and he cannot be allowed to collapse.
"I propose to deal with those greedy pirates first! The arrival of friends from the mountains can free my boys!"
It seemed that there had been communication in advance. The captain of the Coast Guard made his statement first. The dress he wore showed his aristocratic status, but it was obvious that he was a coastal aristocrat who believed in Poseidon.
"Yes, because of the harassment of those things, my people have suffered a lot of losses. Now they can only rest in the harbor. You know, the waves will not stop for this! Our losses are increasing every day!" Sir Moss stood up immediately, speaking for all those who depended on the sea.
"I feel Mannann's anger." Ms. Schumann said in a confused manner, but her identity was there, and no one dared to doubt the weight of this sentence. Snorri noticed that she was wearing large earrings and some pearl embellishments that symbolized status. There are large tattoos on the exposed skin.
"I have to say that darkness is constantly brewing under the shadow of the tree canopy in Chalon Forest! The saint who went to explore has never returned. Sitting back and watching the darkness expand will only make short-sighted people regret it!"
The ageless Holy Grail Knight spoke. Yes, the Lake God's grace will not only give the knights greater power but also extend their lifespan. Although he was alone, his voice was still loud under the protection of the Lake God.
"Map!" Constantine ordered, and soon a map of Bordeaux was hung up. Half of this map is the ocean, and the land part only includes Bordeaux and her little border. However, it is very detailed in drawing, and even the country roads are marked.
"Where did those pirates anchor?" The regent stared at the marked islands and reefs outside the bay.
"The albatross told me that the dead who were supposed to provide nutrients for sea creatures have appeared in these locations!" Ms. Schumann tapped the map a few times with her scepter.
"So what about the vampires in Chalon Forest? Hunters, lumberjacks, do you have any news about them?" Constantine shook his head and asked.
"As far as I know, no. The corpses in several logging village cemeteries stood up again and attacked the villagers. After that, they withdrew. From now on, we have no news from the woods." Another man dressed as a knight walked from the door. Come in.
"This is Viscount Cameron, our city defense chief. He is responsible for the wall facing the land." Constantine added.
"Then we can be said to be like mice in a mine!" Snorri didn't have a clue after listening for a long time, so he said a dwarf proverb.
In fact, it is indeed difficult to effectively collect intelligence when facing the undead. They have the air force and the spirit troops they encountered before. It is difficult to use their regular scouts against them, and many of their camouflage and evasion methods are useless;
Another way of retaining information - bribing a traitor or arranging agents to infiltrate the interior - is not available. After all, the undead army is basically a corpse without the ability to think except for the leader, and most of the leaders are die-hards who are not of my race. .
"We must deal with the threat at sea first!"
“The ocean is the foundation of Bordeaux’s country!”
"Stinky fish and rotten shrimps that dare not come ashore will not make a difference! Those in the forest will destroy the entire principality!"
In the banquet hall, the quarrel broke out again. Snorri suspected that such arguments had broken out many times before. And his arrival will not change anything, because in the eyes of both parties, Snorri and his army of dwarves are beneficial to their plans.
"The reinforcements of the dwarves can replace my harbor guards, and together with my navy, we will definitely be able to defeat those water ghosts!"
"With our dwarf friends, we can march into the forest and stop the vampires from desecrating the lady's holy place!"
There are almost no absolutes in this world, and there is no so-called absolutely right choice. It is the leader's task to guide people whose interests are intertwined but not completely consistent within a limited time to make decisions that are relatively more beneficial to the overall situation. Of course, this is a test for them.
If the prestige is high enough or the power is strong enough, then the leader can of course suppress all objections and make the chariot move in the direction he wants. But Constantine is not enough for now.
"Everyone, do we have any other chance to win besides the power at hand?" Snorri saw that the humans were arguing, and he decided to provide some guidance within his power.
"Three days ago, the Duke brought back the news through the Albatross. He will command the fleet to return soon. He will bring back the spoils of the expeditionary force, the wounded who need to be recovered, and then transport additional supplies back to the front line." Humans Seven Snorri was told the news in a flurry of words.
"So can't we solve the problem of vampire pirates by working together internally and externally?" Snorri asked strangely.
"You can, but you will have to wait for about half a month. People's losses will increase day by day. Many orders will be overdue, and it is difficult to store fresh goods for that long."
"After the New Year, spring plowing is around the corner. If the farmers keep hiding in the castle, who will cultivate the land?" The nobles in the interior also have reasons to hope to eliminate the threat as soon as possible.
Snorri looked at the young regent opposite. He knew that this young man was also eager to resolve the crisis through his own efforts instead of waiting for his father and brother to bring in troops to return reinforcements.
"Then the water ghosts are also anxious. It's true that we can't collect information about them, but we can release false news to them. There are so many bats in the sky, don't worry they can't see them!" Snorri thought with a thought. Come up with a clever plan.
"High, really high!"
"As expected of a person favored by the gods!"
The participants are also smart people with certain experience and abilities. They understand everything and respond quickly. Soon, orders were conveyed from the Duke's castle.
Overnight, the news spread throughout the city of Bordero that the Duke would lead the fleet to return in three days. At first, the citizens did not believe it, but profit-seeking businessmen quickly responded.
They began to organize some of the hoarded goods into cash, and the workers who had been delayed in resuming work due to the war were called back. The news of the Duke's return was like a spring breeze, reviving the whole city from the winter.
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