Three days passed in a blink of an eye. The kobolds in front of the hotel still sat quietly, and the number of them did not decrease, but increased. If you look closely at the movements of the kobolds, you can see that someone will give them some food and the like, and there will be some movement of personnel, so that they will not really be stupid to sit down and go on a hunger strike.

The local kobold city lord had already fled, and his army was disbanded. From top to bottom, run and hide, the kobold government agencies in the city are directly gone, and even before leaving, everything that can be moved has been moved, what will happen in the future, who cares about these.

The sudden collapse of government institutions can have a chain reaction. Originally, although the city lord here was a puppet, he did some small things in an orderly manner, such as what grain distribution and the purchase of ore, although they had no ability to solve the case, but they could more or less cover some people.

The lord of the city here is the person at the top of the kobolds, and he covers a group of people, and this group of people covers the next group of people, and the next group of people covers down again, until the last civilian. If there is any murder or the like, then judge intuitively, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, that's the rule here. The lord of the city himself was covered by the people of the empire, and no one dared to move.

Now that the city lord has suddenly disappeared, it means that the intermediate link has suddenly broken, and the people below have no longer been able to find the person covering him when they look up, how can they not be afraid? What should the people below do if they suddenly stop paying the money? In the past, they could call soldiers, but now who else are they called? Will the people who bullied before take the opportunity to take revenge?

In the past, there would be murder and robbery, but at least most of them were carried out at night, in remote corners, and even if they couldn't be provoked, they could afford to hide, but now it doesn't matter, who cares? Do you expect the Imperial people to take care of this? It's a joke.

On the morning of the second day after the city lord fled, the kobold shops in the city were ransacked, and these kobold merchants were also keen, and they had already closed the door, but what was the use? Even the iron door could smash it open for you. However, in the troubled times, it is nothing to lose some materials, just run away.

That afternoon, the shop opened by the Terrans was not spared. A few people were strong and resisted, but they couldn't help but splash a room full of blood in the store. The other strength is slightly weaker, so they can only abandon the store and run first.

These kobolds who smashed the shop have long been afraid of death, in their opinion, anyway, they have a bad life, and if they grab it, they will earn it, and they can't go to heaven to see God's death. These things don't even need to be secretly planned, just shout casually, and a large number of people will immediately respond. Just a few lines, immediately rushed to the blood, and they were not afraid of death, how could they scare them?

After a ransack, the merchants could not find the person in charge, so they had to go to the Imperials. But the people of the empire themselves are protested, and where can they manage these things, they can only let them solve them themselves. Either find mercenaries for protection, or stop doing business.

They won't be able to withdraw in a short time, and as for finding mercenaries, it's another problem.

Terran merchants are better, and kobold merchants are also subject to jealousy and resentment from their own kind, the most common form of wealth hatred among kobolds. And they generally don't envy the Terrans, they just envy the kobolds. Just as a beggar will not be jealous of a billionaire, a beggar will only be jealous of a beggar who is better than himself.

Usually these kobold merchants and city lords are covered, but now they have completely lost their support and are in danger at any time. But there is one place that is absolutely safe, somehow almost everyone knows about this place, and that is in front of the Imperial Hotel.

On the third day, it was not just those who had dug out of the ground who sat at the door, but all those who could not get along, who felt in danger, who were idle and bored, all came to sit at the door. It's not only a place of protest, it's also a place of refuge, and it's a place where you can talk and laugh.

In three days, the empire survived for three days. I went to the two embassies again, but they were still closed, and the only small difference was that the sign on the door said "Closed again today".

Although the people of the empire come and go without hindrance, after all, living here, every day there are a lot of people outside, a lot of signs, and it is annoying to watch. However, the annoying days finally took a turn for the better, and on this day, Bradley's requested reconnaissance force was finally mobilized.

In the airport, four airships came at once. More than 50 mages and more than a dozen chariots came down. Van Mill waited for the dragon knight to greet him in person, and the Imperial people didn't intend to hide it, and they probably couldn't hide it.

There are many types of reconnaissance units in the Empire, and there are also elite and ordinary ones. Legend has it that the elite scouts are all demonic and martial arts dual cultivators, that is, they can release more than a dozen birds to make demons or insects to make demons to scout around, and they can also lurk and even carry out assassination missions like assassins. Ordinary scouting troops usually choose one of the two, but this time Bradley made it clear that he wanted to kill all the birds here, so the people who came were naturally summoners.

Robles is not a regular scout, he is only a cameo, so he summons two owls. In the case of regular scouts, ten summoning demons is the norm, and in the case of insects, there may be more, but usually no less than ten. After all, the scout is the main scout, and would rather have other abilities weakened.

That is, 50 mages, at least more than 500 birds.

In the airport, after a brief greeting to the head of the reconnaissance group, Van Meer immediately began to work. The summoning circle was layered, and the white light flashed into a piece, and the owl suddenly flew out in pieces. They even flew in formation, and then in an orderly manner.

The crows and parrots hid in the embassy early, and no matter how bold they were, they didn't dare to go out easily, so they hid by the window and peeked outside.

Outside the window, it is undoubtedly a slaughter for birds, no matter how big or small, no matter the color of the coat, no matter what they are doing, they will be killed. Owls fly by, sparrows peck to death, magpies and myllions are inescapable, and nearby vultures are no match for them, even pheasants and ducks.

The kobolds in the city had never seen such a scene, and the air was constantly fighting, and birds fell from time to time. Just stunned for a moment, and suddenly rushed up. But the scramble was not very intense, after all, it was just a bird carcass, and the curious people ran out with a few owls, but most of them still sitting. After a few moments, the sky above the city was silent, and only blue sky and white clouds remained.

"Wouldn't they be going too far?" said the crow, still leaning against the window.

Kevin and the others sighed, sat back in their chairs, and fell silent for a while.

The little spoon didn't care: "If they kill like this, let them kill, don't we just go out?"

"How can I pass on information if I don't go out?"

"Then sit down. The little spoon spread his hands, "The civilians were sitting anyway. ”

The ambassador spoke: "The Empire's actions are equivalent to cutting off our communications. Neither our parrots nor crows dare to go out, so we lose contact with the quilt brave. We can't detect what's going on nearby, which is actually very bad for us!"

"And!" said the crow, "don't forget, I keep the little tiger, and I often go to feed me something to eat when I find a hole outside." If I can't go, the little tiger will starve to death. ”

"Alas. Kevin sighed, was silent for a long time, and then complained, "I feel like I'm just a few of us fighting against the entire empire." ”

The ambassador smiled awkwardly: "You want to find domestic rescue? But this is impossible, and it is also unnecessary!"

The crowd was a little surprised by the ambassador's words: "Unnecessary?"

"War is not merely a contest of force," replied the ambassador, "and every time a war is waged, it inevitably consumes a great deal of money." Needless to say, defeat is not to say, even if the victory is victorious, the casualties are compensated, and the reward for the victor is a large amount. And the reward for this thing is always more and more, once the reward is more this time, the next time it will be more, otherwise there may be problems in people's hearts. Many excellent mages join the army, and what they want is even something that money can't buy. ”

"In addition to force, the economy is enough to bring down a country," the ambassador interprets from another angle, "of course the empire is strong, but you look at the current situation. We only need to dispatch you people, and we can already hold down the Empire's Dragon Knight, a Juggernaut, and now a reconnaissance unit. Why should we send other people over?"

"Let our Juggernaut do what a Juggernaut should do, and let their Juggernaut play with you, even if you lose in the end, so what?" the ambassador smiled, "Do things to look at the overall situation, the empire was originally good here, after you stirred up, they had to spend a lot of manpower and material resources, and in the end, even if they returned to their original state, they still lost." ”

Everyone was silent for a long time, but Kevin spoke: "It sounds very reasonable, but it always feels like it's fooling my lines." ”

"An empire is an empire after all," the ambassador lamented, "they send Juggernauts, we send Juggernauts, they send armies, and we send armies, but we will not be the Empire's opponents in the end, far from our homeland." ”

"I understand. Kevin nodded.

The ambassador smiled and patted Kevin: "Actually, your mission this time is only to investigate the situation of the chariots, and you have dragged the empire into the battlefield, which can be said to be far more valuable than the intelligence of several chariots." ”

"Let's not talk about that," the crow interrupted, "what now, even if the communication is lost, the little tiger will really starve to death if he doesn't eat!"

Little Spoon sighed, "If only there were dirt rats." ”

Sain suddenly came up with a plan: "Why don't we make a wooden box, put it on two wheels, and let the crow walk on the ground with the wooden box, just like a small chariot." The owl is ......"

"It's too risky!" Kevin immediately refused, "Even if the owl is not wise, it will report the situation to the owner, and the master is wise!"

"Why don't we go and fetch the tiger back ourselves?" Kevin asked the ambassador tentatively.

The ambassador was silent for a long time, and it was not easy to decide for a while.

Just when everyone was silent, a potted plant on the windowsill suddenly grew, and in just a moment, the curved branches were actually combined into a few words: "Something to talk about." ”

"It's the Dark Elf Ambassador who contacted me," the Ambassador said calmly, "Elven wood spells also have this purpose. ”

"How do you respond?" Kevin wondered, "The parrot can't get out, can we go over directly?"

The ambassador just smiled, stood up and grabbed the branch of the potted plant casually, bent it casually, and after a while, actually broke it into an OK shape: "It's okay, he will definitely receive it over there." ”

"This bonsai is his contract beast?" everyone was surprised, and there was really no other explanation than this.

"Yes, that's the contract message. The ambassador replied. The bonsai in front of me changed again, and after a while, it actually turned into a human face, and it looked like the dark elf ambassador, but the lines such as wood bark were still there, which looked a little weird.

"If I have something to talk about, I won't come. The face spoke. But it may be because of the bark of the tree, his expression is a little dull, and his eyes are motionless.

"Say it. The ambassador replied.

"You've seen what the Empire is doing, I mean, let's work together. "The Dark Elf Ambassador is very direct.

"How to cooperate?" the ambassador asked rhetorically. The little spoon on the side saw that this person's face had been looking dull, and couldn't help but gently stretch out his finger and shake it in front of its eyes.

"We don't have to come out in person," Bonsai continued, "I produce plants, you produce crows." ”

Kevin was stunned: "You want to make a large-scale plant trap, with crows as bait, to hunt and kill owls?" The little spoon over there shook his finger several times, turned back and glanced at everyone, as if to tell everyone that "it" can't see. Everyone made eye contact to indicate that they understood.

"Yes," replied the other man, "of course it requires a specific plan, but I'm absolutely sure!"

The little spoon grew bolder and began to gently slam the leaves on the edges, but he still didn't respond. The little spoon turned back to give everyone a look, meaning that "it" also has no sense of touch.

"Can you tell us about the specific steps?" the ambassador began.

"Yes," replied the bonsai, "but this potted plant hasn't been watered for days, so help water it first." Otherwise, the spell will not last. ”

"Okay, I'll come," the little spoon was excited, took a cup directly, took some water, thought about it, pointed the cup at "it's" mouth like drinking water, and poured it down.

"Puff, grunt, puff, grunt......" the potted plant made a bubble sound.

"Is it okay?" the little spoon took the cup away.

"Poof, poof," the potted plant sprayed the water in his mouth, "this one has no water function, you can just pour it." ”

"Oh," the spoon poured directly into the face.

The water runs down the cheeks all the way to the roots: "......"

"Poof, poof!" the potted plant shook from side to side for a moment, "Well, remember not to be so rude next time you water." ”

"Oh okay. The little spoon nodded, picked up another pen, and added a few more mustaches to the cheeks of the face.

Bonsai: "......"

"Ahem!" Kevin coughed dryly, "you can talk about your plans first." ”

"Can you open your mouth?" asked Bonsai, "I'm worried that if you have a mouth, your beard will be crooked." ”

Everyone: "......"

The little spoon hurriedly shrunk her neck, and then retreated, she was embarrassed, and everyone was embarrassed.