Chapter 610: Blowing the Horn of War
When the people of Avarosa began to cry out for war, Ash finally failed to hold on to his vision of peace.
Rhodes logically and logically persuaded Ash, and Ash could refuse.
But if it was the Avarosa people who demanded it with their own desires and appeals, Ash had no way of refusing at all.
In this case, Alvarosa finally sounded the horn of war.
Then, on the question of who to fight next, Rod and Ash disagreed.
Ash's perception is that he wants to face the Frost Guard, while Rhodes prefers to face Winterclaw.
Ash's target is the Frost Guard's full utilization.
First of all, the raiders are the subordinate tribes of the Frost Guard, and in Lakstark, the raiders can be said to be heinous in their crimes, and it can be said that there is no concern about sweeping this tribe first.
Second, despite Lisandro's name, the Frost Guard has traditionally represented wisdom, and Ash has not completely renounced peace, and if she could, she would like to subdue the Frost Guard through a combination of war and negotiation.
Finally, Ash was wary of Winter's Claw - from her point of view, Winter's Claw, led by Sejuani, was capable of warfare, while the war-savvy Avarosa would have had a tragic outcome if they had faced Sejuani in the first place.
But in complete contrast to Ash, Rod believes that Winter's Claw is the soft persimmon.
"Miss Ash, you only see Sejuani's powerful warband, but you don't see the fragility behind this warband."
"Actually, my first destination in Freljord wasn't Avarosa—years ago, I set foot in the territory of the Frost Guard, where I saw desolation and pristineness; Before coming to Alvarossa, I had been to Lockfa, where I saw barbarism and selfishness. ”
"Winterclaw's warband may be strong, but Sejuani has nothing but that band - those who nominally belong to Winterclaw have no respect for her, and she can't convince anyone else."
"Sejuani's way of ruling is to show her strength by power, and in doing so, she does not bring any benefit to her people—even the order of Lockefa is maintained by the natives themselves."
"If our goal is the Frost Guard, then in addition to the Raiders and Iceguard Spellcasters, we also need to deal with the worse weather, the endless mountains, the elusive Ice Trolls, and so on, and the battles will be harder and harder each time, except for the Raiders that will be relatively smooth."
"But if our choice is Winter's Claws, then if we defeat Sejuani's warband, we will have a true victory!"
"As for the combination of war and negotiation you are talking about, it seems to me that our negotiations will be more favorable when we take the Claws of Winter."
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Rhodes talked a lot and eventually succeeded in convincing Ash.
The drums of war sounded once again, and this time Ash's goal was ...... Winter's Claws!
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Preparations for war are complicated.
Although the Avarosa people were very motivated to fight, even to the extent of "bringing their own dry food", the pre-war coordination still made Rod fall into a panic.
Rod had never been so busy during the Zaun Revolution - at that time, Ike and Zaun Mi Tong had all the logistics completed, and with the coordinated help of the robots, Rod could fully focus on strategy and tactics.
And now, in Freljord, because of the relatively simple political environment, Rhodes has directly transferred to the logistics staff!
Rhodes also wanted to be lazy.
But after discovering that the vast majority of people here were illiterate, Rhodes could only take on the task of quartermaster.
Unlike the busy Rod, after confirming the strategy and tactics, Ash is relatively much more leisurely - as Avarossa's mother and leader, her main task is to recharge her energy before the battle begins.
It's just that in the care of the tribe, Ash is a little idle.
Everyone is busy, and I'm the only one who has nothing to do like a salted fish.jpg
In this case, Ash took the initiative to find himself a job - convincing Nunu and Willamp not to join his side.
In Ash's opinion, Nunu is undoubtedly a powerful ...... Little Boy - When he found out that everyone was preparing for war, Nunu also pulled Willamp and said that he would join the "war game" this time.
As the leader of Avarossa, Ash is well aware that war is never a game.
For Ash, it was natural for the Avarossa to fight to unify Freeljord, but Nunu, a little fellow of the Notai tribe, had no need to be involved.
Although nominally subordinate tribes of the Frost Guards, the Notai have traveled in Freljord for generations, and their homes are in carts drawn by yukal (a giant livestock that looks like a five-metre-tall camel with two horns), and this particular tribe is more often the "recorder".
So whether it was for the good of Nunu or from the original intention of the Notai tribe, Ash did not want this little boy to get involved in the war.
"Nunu, you're still young, this is a war for adults, a war for people who will die, I really don't want you to be involved."
"Why not?" Facing Ash, whose face was full of confusion, Nunu didn't seem to care about the war, "You see, everyone is preparing for the upcoming existence called 'war', why shouldn't I be involved?" ”
"Because war comes with death." There was a sense of loss in Ash's tone, as if remembering his mother, "Nunu, do you know what death means?" ”
"Death ......," Nunu rolled her big dark eyes, "that means...... Return to heaven and earth forever! ”
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Nunu's seemingly childlike answer made Ash uncomfortable for a while—she couldn't bear to puncture Nunu's illusions.
"No, kid." Ash shook his head, "Death means being gone forever......"
"Disappear?" Nunu scratched her head a little strangely, "How so?" Mom says Avarosa is dead, but we all remember her, where is she lost in my heart, in my memory, in the stories we have told for generations? ”
Then, just as Ash was about to explain her death to Nunu, Nunu played the flute—a beautiful flute that made Ash subconsciously want to respond, and as soon as she spoke, Nunu stopped playing.
"Listen, her singing voice is still there, where has it disappeared?!"
At this moment, Ash was speechless.
As if failing to comprehend Ash's frustration, Nunu pulled out a horn from under Willumpu's lush white hair, brought it to her mouth, puffed out her cheeks and blew it.
The expected sound of the horn did not sound, and Nunu blushed, but the horn did not make even the slightest sound.
But Nunu was not discouraged, he reached out and pulled Willumpu's horn, climbed the back of the snowman, and raised the horn high.
"This is the war horn I found in the dirt of a village, and Willamp helped me clean it up."
"Although it seems to be a little wrong right now – I bet one day, when I blow the horn, Avarosa will respond to me!"
Looking at Nunu, who was full of vitality with a horn in his hand, Ash suddenly felt a little ...... Relieved.
Maybe Nunu is right.
Death is not as heavy as it seems.