In the towering magic tower surrounded by seagulls, an old man with hair like a chicken coop walked out of the laboratory frowning, and picked up the information on the desktop.
"A grown-up green dragon appeared in the Triangle Plain... and this little thing bothers me?!" He wiped his dirty hands with the information, threw the crumpled paper into the trash can, turned around and plunged into the laboratory.
In the solemn and extravagant castle, there are many soldiers and guards, and the bearded man sitting on the throne reads the letter in his hand with a blank expression.
"The adult green dragon lord, the kingdom cannot turn a blind eye," the man propped his head on one hand, lost in thought.
The tents on the prairie stretched for kilometers, surrounded by flocks of cattle and sheep. In the chief tent in the center of the barbarian tribe, the barbarian chief waved his hands after listening to his subordinates' reports.
"The place with bigger sesame seeds in the Triangle Plain has nothing to do with us," the barbarian chief took a sip of the kumiss on the table after finishing speaking.
The thorns wrapped around the entire hill like a giant python. Between the bulges of the thorns, in the spacious house, a fat female wild boar sat on a wooden chair and meditated for a long time.
"Arganis~, please guide your servant." She raised her hand and sprinkled a handful of powder. The powder fell into the brazier in the center of the hall. With a bang, the flames shot up and touched the roof, and the phantom appeared in the firelight.
Triangle Plain, Thorn Town, in the hotel room, a sound-proof magic barrier was propped up, and three humans, one man, two women, sat around the table.
The lively girl Ai Li asked, "Sister, what does the Windtalker Alliance say?"
With a staff hanging around her waist, the hooded elder sister took a sip of water: "They said that if a big force makes a move, we will help expel this green dragon."
Albert's face was full of excitement: "Expel the dragon! I am duty-bound!"
"Albert, how many times have I told you that there are individual differences among five-color dragons. Before they do bad things, don't make false claims about their good and evil based on your subjective impression."
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The news that an adult green dragon appeared in the Triangle Plain and claimed territory continued to ferment, and the reactions of all parties were mixed.
Worry, vigilance, disgust, indifference... that is, there is no kindness.
Jose, who was lying cross-legged in the golden nest, was not too worried about this.
In this world, occupying a territory has never been based on good relations with anyone, but on one's own hard power.
If someone has any objection to the dragon's occupation of the Triangular Plain, they can only call the door, use iron and blood and the theory of the dragon, condemn and deny it from a distance, this will not cause harm to the rule of the dragon except for disgusting people any material impact.
There is not much worry, but it does not mean that there is no preparation and vigilance.
In fact, Jose has done everything he can to deal with the possible upcoming war.
On the bright side, the wild boar tribe in the triangular plain has strengthened its vigilance; weapons, food, armor, kerosene and other war resources are continuously transported into Thorn Town, and the warehouses are filled;
Compared with the arrangement on the surface and the arrangement in the dark, it seems insignificant.
Under the Moduo Peak Forest, an army of monsters several times larger than the surface is raging, ready to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy at any time. It can be said that 80% of the power of the three dragons is hidden in the dark.
In addition, Jose has not yet planned, and ordered the kobolds to open the underground passage from the Mordo Peak Forest to the Triangular Plain, and set up multiple exits on the Triangular Plain, so that the monster army can appear in any direction on the prairie. Place.
While the war machine under the command of Sanlong was running at full capacity, the intelligence personnel under Jose's command were also operating secretly.
After ten years of layout, his eyeliner is everywhere.
The beggars at the entrance of Yangfan Port City, the prairie merchants, the owners of small shops, and even the indigenous spies have become high-level tribesmen in ten years.
All kinds of intelligence collected by these people were reported layer by layer, and finally passed to the family members in the area who were responsible for delivering information. If there was no emergency, the family members in charge of intelligence would report to Jose every three days.
Based on the information reported by his family members, Jose judges who is the enemy, who is the spectator, and what preparations he should make.
Suddenly, the dozing red dragon on Jinshan opened his eyes.
A family member sent a communication request.
Jose saw that it was the general manager of the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce in the Northland, and also his current subordinate with the highest status in human society—Buck Bruce.
Mind connection connected.
"Good day, great master," Buck's gentle greeting came from the telepathic connection.
"I think you didn't contact me all of a sudden to say hello to me."
Buck quickly got down to business: "Just now, the rotating president of the Yangfan Port Business Association called the big guys for a short meeting. The content of the meeting was how to get along with the Green Dragon forces."
"The result of a group of people's discussion is to be a fool," Buck said mockingly, "If you can resist the pressure from all sides and hold the Triangle Plain, then cooperate. If you can't hold it, then the chamber of commerce will stand as the winner. over there..."
After the call ended, Jose showed a sarcastic smile.
"A piece of grass on the wall~, as expected of a businessman."
In fact, there is nothing wrong with standing on the sidelines of the chamber of commerce and being a fool.
He began to think seriously about the impact of the unified position of many chambers of commerce in Yangfan Port.
Yangfan Port is jointly funded and operated by the trading city-states in the middle of the country. Without affecting itself, the trading city-states will always remain neutral. This is the basis for their business to spread across the continent.
On this point, Yangfan Port and the trading city-state are consistent, and the official forces will not participate in the disputes between the forces in the Northland.
The city-state is officially neutral, but the merchants in the city-state can have their own ideas.
The power of many merchants united cannot be ignored, financial resources, the caravan's own protection force, and the grassland natives under their control.
But the problem is that the chambers of commerce are not monolithic. Leaving aside their differences, some chambers of commerce have become sieves (Conch Chamber of Commerce) by the Red Dragon intelligence personnel, and some chambers of commerce are in charge of their own people.
Therefore, Jose really didn't care much about the alliance of the merchants.
"A bunch of jumping clowns."
The Red Dragon was about to go back to sleep, when Hulk, a wild boar businessman who was promoted to intelligence chief, sent a communication request.
"Master, two bad news."
"explain."
"The first bad news, my kind in the north, the super-large wild boar tribe—the brown-skinned wild boar tribe is mobilizing food and preparing for war, and they have also sent a small number of priests to Thorn Town. It is not yet known what they are going to do , but by no means a good thing."
"The second bad news is that the Frost Ax clan, one of the eight major tribes of the barbarians, is moving towards the Triangle Plain. The purpose is unknown for the time being, but it is most likely to fish in troubled waters."
Jose looked serious.
A super-large indigenous tribe with a population of more than 50,000, and one of the eight barbarian clans, were all real threats.
"Keep an eye on them!"
One chapter today, tomorrow, I try to update on time.
(end of this chapter)