For an entire week, people gathered around the remains of the Frost Dragon, looking at the bones of the beast. According to the dwarven craftsmen, dismantling this ice dragon would be a great fortune. From keels and skins to scales and teeth, every part of every organ is useful. The Frost Dragon, which had been extinct in the world for years, could be worth far more than a town when found and killed. In other words, the cost of rebuilding the port of keelbones is basically not required to be allocated from Errengrad.

However, this is not what Rhodes cares about, and the issue of cost is certainly worth thinking about for the current Kislev. However, what is more important about Keel Harbor is its early warning role. Whenever the Norscans prepared to invade Kislev in the south, news reached Blackhammer Fort, and from there to the capital city of Kislev. Therefore, it is equivalent to a front-line outpost, which cannot rest for a moment. It will take at least two or three months to rebuild it, and that's what Rhodes cares about. Especially the news revealed by the wood elves - the northern tribes are preparing to go south.

"By sea, they want to go by sea. ”

Aryria said. She still wrapped herself tightly in a leather coat and velvet cloak. The pale lips proved that she was still weak. Rhodes puts two local maids in charge of the Wood Elves' daily life, but Aryria refuses. The Wood Elves thought they could, and they didn't need the help of outsiders.

"By sea, that's a surprise. For hundreds of years, northern tribes would only invade the southern continent from land, starting with Kislev. And then there is the Empire. This is the first time I have heard of it by sea. Aren't they worried about their fleet encountering the Empire's fleet?"

Celta asked, rubbing her beard.

"Worried. But the more this is the case, the more you have to go by sea. ”

"Why?"

"Quite simply, what everyone thinks is impossible, often the more chances there are. It has been a hundred years since the Third Chaos Invasion. The human empire has changed one emperor after another. Soldiers and generals also changed a few rounds. Everyone has long forgotten the horror of those years, and negligence and carelessness are common diseases of human beings. It is this psychology of the northern barbarians that is taking advantage of your psychology to prepare for a lightning invasion. The people of the empire would not have imagined that they would come across the sea from the north. Therefore, there will be no preparation, and barbarian marauders can take advantage of the situation to loot and invade. ”

Aryria said. The tone was cold, as if it had nothing to do with her. Of course, Rhodes knew that this was not unrelated to her, after all, Aryria needed the Empire as an ally if she wanted to fight against Chaos. The reason why he is so cold is just the usual cold virtue of elves.

"Even if they dodge the Imperial Northern Fleet, they won't be able to cross the entire Talon Sea. Huge waves and storms will overturn their boats. ”

Celta asked. As a former Norscan pirate, Celta was well aware of the strength of the Horde, and their longships could do whatever they could in the offshore, raiding and retreating quickly. However, in the ocean, it is as helpless as a lonely leaf. The heavy gunboats of the Empire, the storms of the seas, can tear apart the longships of the Norscans.

"But if you can cross the sea quickly, it's a different story. "Every sea has its own climate and currents. The Sea of Talon has storms and high waves in the winter, but this doesn't happen as often in the spring and summer. In addition, as winter turns to spring, the ocean has a southeasterly current, which allows the Norscan fleet to quickly move south and land in the north of the empire. ”

"Theoretically, this is possible......"

Celta frowned.

......

Three days later, the Imperial fleet finally arrived in the northern town of Dragonbone Harbor. To be exact, this is not a fleet, just two transport ships. The sails are painted with a bull, which means that the two ships are from the northern province of the Empire, Osterland. 258

Rhodes guessed that when Eleria's request for help arrived in the Empire, the Emperor wrote to Maximian, the Elector of Oster, near the Norsca Peninsula, who sent a ship north to meet him. After all, it's impossible to send out an entire fleet specifically to pick up a single Wood Elf and dozens of Rick Guards. Of course, there is also a situation where the emperor himself does not think that the matter is too big, so he treats it as usual. If this was the case, Rhodes guessed that after the wood elves and these imperial soldiers returned, the emperor would give them a warm welcome, and then said that some comrades had worked hard and so on, so he hastily settled in the hotel to rest.

When the two large ships of the empire arrived in port, Rhodes saw the local people full of grievances, the kind of eyes that were like hungry wolves staring at their prey. After all, the tribes on the south bank of Norscar often clashed with the Imperial army, and the Empire had a tradition of going north from time to time to clear the Norscan coastal clans. It is not surprising that the people of the Hague clan have a grudge against these soldiers from the Empire. What's more, why the Frost Dragon is here and destroys this town is also inseparable from these Imperials.

Out of courtesy, Rhodes could not fail to entertain them. But out of the psychology of protecting the local people, Rhodes can't be too enthusiastic.

"My lord, we set off as soon as we received the news, and it doesn't seem too late. ”

As soon as they disembarked, the envoys of Oster recognized who was the one who was really in charge. Although he hadn't seen it before, Rhodes stood in the middle of a group of people, and the awe-inspiring eyes of the people next to him could tell it.

"No, you're late. Missed out on a fantastic battle. ”

Celta shouted dissatisfiedly.

The scene was suddenly a little awkward, and Rhodes smiled and invited everyone ashore.

"You must be Miss Aryria, right?"

The messenger walked up to the dock and immediately recognized Key Person No. 2. Of course, it's not hard to identify. The slender and beautiful figure of the wood elf cannot be concealed no matter what. There are also those white pointed ears, which are very different from humans at first glance.

Aryria stood beside Rhodes and didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

"Lady Elleria, oh! Thank goodness you're okay. Your Lord has been worried about your safety. ”

The messenger walked up to him and said politely. Before turning his gaze to Rod, he didn't forget to look at the wood elf a few more times.

"I heard that it was a terrible disaster and a fierce battle. It's a shame I didn't get to see ...... with my own eyes."

As the Oster envoy spoke, it could be seen that there was an irritating emotion in those erratic little eyes—questioning. Dragons, which have not appeared for a hundred years. No one would believe it, let alone just through a letter.

"It's not too late for Your Excellency to see it. ”

Rod paused as he spoke, his palms spread out naturally, pointing to the hill in the middle of the ruins not far away...... The Imperial Emissary rubbed his eyes, making sure that what he was seeing was not an illusion—it was not a mountain, but a pile of skeletons shaped like a mountain.