Chapter 137: Dishonored Promises
"It's finally here!"
Was he pretending to be a ghost, or did someone predict that he would be here?
Before Hudson could ask, the phantom suddenly trembled, and said a little frantically, "You're not him!" ”
"You're not him!"
……
Repeating this sentence over and over again, can you still have a pleasant conversation?
"Senior, who is he you talking about?"
Hudson couldn't help but interrupt.
As if realizing that he was out of shape, the phantom swayed and said, "He, it's him!" ”
"That's not right!"
"You are him, and you are not him!"
……
Listening to the illusory nonsense, Hudson was confused. He didn't study philosophy, and "it's him, it's not him, it's really Hudson's blindness."
But reason told him there was no need to argue with a wisp of remnants. Especially in this kind of mysterious palace, it is very risky to work against the owner.
"I didn't expect it to be the end of the epoch again, and 100,000 years have passed.
However, the rules of the world now are much more stable than in ancient times, and there should not be so many terrifying monsters coming.
Boy, it's almost time for the purge again. If you don't want to die, get stronger!
Alright, it's time for you to leave. Don't disturb my slumber unless he does return! ”
As soon as the words landed, a man and a bear appeared on the surface of the lake. Thankfully, Hudson reacted quickly enough to catch Bear Stearns' bear hair in time, otherwise he would have landed in the lake.
Turning his attention to the island in the lake again, the original island was sinking rapidly, and several ancient trees suddenly came to life, turning into tree man guards, and suddenly rushed into the underground palace.
In addition to the tumbling water, there is a stunned man and a bear on the lake, staring at each other there.
Now Hudson's mind is only: "End of the era, monsters, the Great Purge!" ”
Originally, he wanted to ask for more information, but thinking of what happened just now, he really didn't dare to risk going over to disturb the owner of the dungeon.
There has always been a legend of the 10,000-year catastrophe on the continent of Aslante, and after each catastrophe erupts, the civilization of the continent will retreat significantly.
Many mainland overlords have been sacrificed to the catastrophe, and since then they have turned from prosperity to decline, and slowly declined.
Seeing that 100,000 years were approaching, deep down, Hudson had long guessed that this time would be unusual.
But the "Great Purge" is too terrifying. A purge of all races on the continent will make countless races disappear into the long river of history.
I am afraid that there are very few races that survived the last purge safely. As for the races that appear later, it's more like a restart.
Whether it is native or an alien species, no one can say.
Hudson couldn't even imagine what was hidden behind this.
It's all luck, if he travels hundreds of years earlier, or hundreds of years later, he doesn't bother to worry about these problems.
It's just at this juncture that I have to face it.
The only consolation is that the Great Purge does not mean death, and there are also many races that have survived and even lived very well.
"Bear Stearns, do you have any information about the Great Purge in your legacy memory?"
Hudson asked expectantly.
As can be seen from the murals, the Earth Bears also survived the last catastrophe. Such an important message, if there is no accident, the ancestors will definitely leave a memory of inheritance.
"It was mentioned that the Great Purge was dangerous! I don't know which irresponsible bear it is, I don't know such an important message, the record is more detailed! ”
Hearing Bear Stearns' complaints, Hudson shook his head secretly. Maybe it's not irresponsible, it's involuntarily.
Anyway, this time I came out and didn't work in vain. Not to mention the replenishment of energy, he also accidentally peeked into a trace of information about the 100,000 catastrophes from the prehistoric ruins.
Although you don't know what the enemy needs to face, it is better to prepare in advance than not to be prepared.
Back in the barracks, Hudson's mind returned to the battlefield. As the head of logistics, he has a lot of daily affairs to deal with.
The Duke of Cavadia led the troops, and the Marquis James coordinated with the major forces at the front, and there was no third lieutenant commander to share the deployment work in the rear.
Decentralizing power to the nobles below again, Hudson dared to think about it, but unfortunately he didn't dare to implement it.
If the name is not right, it is not good. Without the appointment of the kingdom, Hudson appointed a leader, but there was no way to convince the people.
If something accidentally goes wrong, he, the coach, will be the first to take responsibility.
Watching the progress of the various armies, Hudson quickly realized that something was wrong. The resistance of the orcs was much weaker than expected.
Now almost all of the people who come out to fight with the coalition are local tribes, or orc tribes that have been relocated.
Not to mention the number of appearances of the armies of the five royal families, every time they attack, they are as fast as lightning, and if they fail to strike a blow, they will immediately flee, and they will not fight a decisive battle with the coalition forces at all.
Except for some small forces that were grouped together, which suffered considerable losses on the battlefield because of their lack of close cooperation, the large forces were hardly damaged.
secretly scolded the orcs for "cowardly", and Hudson also had to admit that the orc empire also had strategists.
The situation now is that for every mile of retreat of the orcs, the logistics of the coalition forces are stretched by a mile.
The orc tribes along the way are pitifully unproductive. Even if they were all robbed, it would be difficult to provide much supply to the army.
The harder the coalition forces kill, the happier the enemy will be. The loss of a large number of vassal tribes seems to have weakened the strength of the Orc Empire, but it has also cleared the hidden danger of the rule of the five royal families.
Under the pressure of the Terran Alliance, the remaining orc tribes, no matter how reluctant they were in their hearts, could only join forces with the five royal clans.
The enemy wants to exchange space for time, this is a naked conspiracy, even if he sees it, Hudson can't do anything about it.
No matter how the orcs respond, this war must continue. Without a bright enough record, the Terran Alliance will not be able to end the game.
"Where did Duke Pias's troops go?"
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On the front line, Duke Pias, who attacked Fengyue Harbor, asked angrily, "What's going on?"
Didn't the people of the Holy See say that the main force of the orcs had been evacuated?
How is it that an unimportant port is still garrisoned by so many enemies? ”
I asked three questions in a row, but no one could answer.
The enemy is stronger than expected, and the mission of attracting the enemy out is very successful. The only problem is that the enemy is too strong, and as soon as he comes out, he will be beaten by his vanguard force.
"Send someone to inform Duke Cavadia that we need reinforcements!"
After reacting from a brief panic, Duke Pias gave a decisive order.
It is impossible to retreat, and to retreat at this time is to leave the back to the enemy, which can easily lead to a major rout.
The most effective measure is to line up to meet the enemy and hold on to the enemy.
Suddenly, billowing smoke appeared in front of him, stinging Duke Pias's eyes, and the Windmoon Harbor caught fire!
"The enemy is destroying Fengyue Harbor!"
Realizing this, Pias is also powerless now. From the beginning of the failure of the surprise attack, it means that he loses the initiative on the battlefield.
For a moment, he thought of the "Holy See". The mission was relatively secretive, and was not communicated to the allies except for the kingdom's troops.
It's just that there has always been a secret connection between the nobles of the Northland and the Holy See, and in order to make the operation smoother, the Duke of Pias asked the Holy See for help.
The army of the kingdom, except for the nobles of the Northland, must have contact with the orcs because of their interests, and the nobles in other regions cannot participate in the smuggling trade, so naturally they will not get into the water and run to establish contact with the orcs.
Even if you want to leak the news, it is difficult to pass the information to the orc high-level in a short period of time.
This operation was carried out by a surprise attack. Now that an accident has happened, the Duke of Pias's first suspicion is the Holy See.
Almost instantly, Duke Pias understood that this was the result of the last fruitless exchange with Bishop Simon.
The "drag" decision made the Holy See realize that only by forcing them to a dead end could the two sides be able to cooperate.
Fengyue Harbor was burned down by a fire, and it was just a trivial matter. The point is that the enemy destroys ports and shipping lanes, and that is what kills.
If you want to repair the port, not to mention the cost of labor and money, the key is that it will take a lot of time.
In a short period of time, the strategic value of the port could not be brought into play, and the success of this operation was greatly reduced.
For other Northland nobles, one less piece of war exploits, at most, when they share the feast after the war, they will get one less cake.
But Duke Pias is different, the current boss is his family's sworn enemy. If you fail to capture the hat of Fengyue Harbor intact, there is a high probability that it will be buckled on his head.
Don't expect someone to help you speak, someone has to take responsibility for strategic failures. Either he will bear it, or all the nobles of the Northland will bear it.
With such a crime on his head, when the spoils are divided after the war, the Lockonard family can be kicked out of the way.
Realizing this, it was too late.
When making cakes, everyone will be suspicious; When the cake is divided, it becomes a lot of suspicions.
Being able to kick out a family to share the cake is a good choice for all parties. Can't you have the luxury of expecting everyone to sacrifice their own interests and pull them along?
No matter how good the friendship is, it is useless, and Lockonard has not reached the point of exhaustion, just one less chance to share the cake, but it cannot arouse everyone's sympathy.
"Damn it!"
After scolding, Duke Pias had to swallow the rest of the words back into his stomach.
The affairs of the Holy See involve the conspiracy of "killing the king", but you can't talk about it to your subordinates.
But deep down, he had already greeted the whole family of the Holy See's top brass. It's really too tricky, to go into the water for the Laloxald family, and actually force him so much.
But the more this is the case, the more bottomless Duke Pias's heart becomes. The main reason is that the Holy See's ally is too pitiful, and if you cooperate with them, you will be killed if you are not careful.
No matter how much the king suppressed the Locknard family, they were still the big family of the kingdom. At most, it is difficult to develop and grow, and it has not yet reached the point of extinction.
But once the news of "killing the king" leaks out, no matter what the final success or failure is, the aristocratic group will not be able to tolerate them.
The family is big and the business is big, and it is really difficult for him to make up his mind to participate in this high-risk, high-return gamble.
……
The Orc Empire, looking at the constant battle reports from the front line, the five emperors are also under great pressure.
"It can't go on like this, the speed of the enemy's attack is too fast, and it will take time for the tribe to move, so we must drag them down first!"
The Bear Emperor said angrily.
Any strategy comes at a cost. If the ordinary orc tribe gives up, it will also give up, but their own people can't give up.
Among the five royal families, the Bimon clan is the least under the pressure of tribal transfer. Due to the scarcity of people, the evacuation was completed first.
The second is the Hawkmen. Although they carry a bit more family money and can't fly away, their population is not large, and now they have almost moved.
The remaining three tribes are tragic, and organizing a mass migration of millions of people is no fun.
Even half a year ago, it was already implemented. By now, the evacuated tribes are still less than half of the total population.
At the current rate of evacuation, they will have to toss for at least another year.
It can't be faster, the loss of the long journey will be great, if the speed is accelerated, the cubs in the tribe, I'm afraid that few will be able to reach the destination.
But the Terran coalition is menacing, and the tribes along the way are overwhelmed, and there is no way to buy them enough time.
"We have destroyed the port of Fengyue and temporarily cut off the enemy's idea of transporting food by sea, and should be able to delay their advance for a while.
It's hard to say, though. With the strength of the human race, if a group of high-level magicians were gathered, it would not be difficult to repair the port.
There are only two ways to delay the enemy's pace without fighting a decisive battle:
Either organize troops and constantly attack their large armies all the way, directly delaying their marching speed.
Either arrange manpower to go deep into the enemy's rear to wreak havoc and hinder their grain and grass transportation. ”
Alex said slowly.
The Beamons have completed their evacuation, but the current Orc Empire needs to be in the same boat. Without allies to support them, the Terran coalition will kill them, and they will not be able to parry.
"Emperor Beamon, aren't we all working on these two plans?"
The Bear Emperor said angrily.
It's all done, but the effect is not very good. Maybe it's because of lack of experience, or maybe it's because of the lack of strength, the teams sent out to wreak havoc basically have gone and never returned.
Sending people to attack the army is always like to be bitten by the enemy, and can only bully the weaker teams in the coalition.
The sneak attack on grain and grass was even more tragic, most of the team did not even find the grain transport team, and they were found by the enemy in the sky, ushering in the encirclement and suppression of the coalition army.
A very small number of teams completed the lurking work, but unfortunately the route of the enemy's grain transport team was not fixed, and many times they lay in ambush for many days in a row, but there was no trace of the enemy.
It's all the fault of the lack of intelligence, and after losing air superiority, the orc army is controlled everywhere.
"Don't look at me like that, the Hawkmen have done their best. Protecting the safety above our heads is already the limit, and we don't have the strength to go deep behind enemy lines.
The enemy is the overlord of the continent, if we Eagle Clan alone can suppress their air power, why can the Terran dominate the continent? ”
The Hawkman Emperor glared back unceremoniously.
There is nothing to be ashamed of, they can't beat the Terrans in the air; The other four clans are on the ground, and they can't win against the Terrans either. They're all losers, and no one should laugh at anyone.
"I don't mean to sneak attack on the prairie, but to send a small force deep into the Alpha Kingdom to carry out a sneak attack.
Everyone can see that the enemy is protecting the grain road to the death. There is no opportunity to take advantage of it, and even if it is an occasional success, it will not play much role in the overall situation.
The real weak point of the enemy, on the contrary, is their rear. The armies of the Alpha Kingdom are all on the front line, and the domestic grain transport teams have little defense.
As long as our people infiltrate it, even a few dozen elite soldiers can destroy a grain convoy!
The only problem is that the stakes are high.
If you want to wreak havoc in the heart of the enemy, each team must not have too many people, everything can only rely on their own efforts, and they must not be bitten by the enemy! ”
Alex explained slowly.
Frankly, it's not a good choice. Now send a team deep behind enemy lines, basically there is no return.
But for the current orc empire, sending death squads deep into the Alpha Kingdom to do things has become their only choice.
Regardless of whether the team sent can come back or not, as long as there is a disturbance in the rear, it can affect the enemy's logistics and supply.
"Difficult!
The enemy hoarded a lot of grain and grass along the way, and sent people to make trouble, and if they wanted to affect the front line, it would be a few months at the earliest.
In a short period of time, we will have to find a way to entangle with the coalition forces. Unless you can organize a sneak attack and take out the enemy's grain and grass transit station on the grassland.
It's almost impossible, though. According to the information we have gathered, Earl Hudson is currently in charge of the delivery of grain and grass in the enemy army.
This man is familiar to everyone. The use of soldiers is the most insidious and cunning, and it is not easy to take advantage of his loopholes! ”
The Silver Moon Wolf Emperor said worriedly.
How can you not be familiar with it, mentioning Hudson Beamon Emperor and Bear Man Emperor, it almost broke out on the spot. The faces of the other emperors were also ugly, and their expressions were eager to devour Hudson alive.
"Try it no matter how hard it is! If the plan fails, we will have to gather a large army to fight the enemy for a decisive battle, relying on the general battle to delay time.
Regardless of the success or failure of the Great War, we will all suffer great losses. We can't win the Terrans by fighting for consumption, even if we wipe out all the enemy troops on the grassland, more enemy troops will come.
The last resort is to retreat all the way and keep stretching their battle lines, so that the Terran Alliance will find that continuing this war will outweigh the losses! ”
……
In the Emerald Palace, the news of the army's occupation of Fengyue Harbor and the destruction of the port spread to the kingdom together.
Along with this bad news, in addition to the letters of guilt from the front-line generals, Hudson's proposed solution was also sent.
To sum it up, ask for help from the Terran Alliance and organize high-level magicians to come and repair the port.
It is a bit embarrassing to have the high-ranking magician master serve as a coolie to repair the port, but it is indeed the most effective measure at the moment.
The enemy destroyed the waterway, replaced it with ordinary people for construction, and I don't know that the Year of the Monkey will be able to do it.
It's different if you can change to a group of high-level magicians, if you don't have a suitable channel, you can rely on magic to smash a channel.
For the sake of the interests of the human race, if you want to convince everyone to do coolies, it seems that you can really do it.
"Francis, the matter of requesting the support of the magicians from the Alliance will be left to your Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
The speed must be fast, with their efficiency, without a few months, reinforcements will not be able to reach the front line! ”
Caesar III couldn't help but complain.
They are all commonalities, and the efficiency of any alliance composed of multiple forces is not much higher.
"Your Majesty, it's not enough to seek the support of a magician. Since the lower interest rates, our bond sales have been hampered.
Judging from the current state of the war, this war cannot be ended in a short period of time. With our financial reserves, we simply will not hold out until the end of the war. ”
The Minister of Finance, the Marquis del Delgado, said with a sad face.
On the one hand, there is a lack of financial resources, and on the other hand, the interest rate is high, and he is also powerless.
Borrowing money is cool for a while, and repayment is a crematorium. As Chancellor of the Exchequer, the Marquis delgado had every day thinking about borrowing and repaying money.
"What is the current interest rate on bonds?"
Caesar III asked with concern.
The bond sales in front of it were hot, and it caused everyone's rush as soon as it was launched. More than 30 million war bonds were snapped up in just a few days.
After all, when the Alpha Kingdom printed its bonds, it was already time for the Terran to counterattack. The market is full of confidence and is not worried about default at all.
Ten percent risk-free bonds, the big nobles whose money is piled up in the warehouse and moldy, naturally don't mind taking it out and running it.
"Four percent!"
The Marquis delgado said as a matter of course.
Lowering interest rates is also a last resort, and the annual interest on those debts in front of us is as high as more than 3 million gold coins.
If the high interest rate continues, the post-war Alpha Kingdom will most likely be crushed by debt.
The Duchy of Moxie next door is an example, even if all the nobles in the country share it together, and the finances are still overwhelming.
"Let's try it at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and if the Coalition won't pay, let them help us sell the war bonds.
Tell them more about our troubles, exaggerate our financial losses if necessary, and convince them that the Kingdom's financial resources have dried up.
Without new injections, we will not be able to continue this war.
Tell the major forces in the alliance that after defeating the Orc Empire, they will not want an inch of the land kingdom they have seized, and they will all be used as trophies! ”
Caesar III's heroic painting of cakes.
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