"What do you say? Transcia has begun a massive defensive line outside the swamp? ”

In the Plague Town of the Filthy Swamp, the Gnoll Warlock Rip Flesh, who was disturbed by the unexpected incident, was very dissatisfied, but after hearing the news brought by the skinny Gnoll Chief Hogg in front of him, Ripper Flesh himself was stunned.

The old and cunning vicious sorcerer narrowed its eyes, and in its cold gaze it said to Hogg:

"The folly of the vampire lord Murphy sending gnolls and kobold prisoners of war to dig ravines outside the swamp has been under our watchful eye, and it is nothing more than their pathetic resistance to the Scourge.

Something like this had happened many times before, but each time their pathetic defensive line would be of no use in the face of an invincible army of gnolls.

This is not at all worth your astonishment, you wretched wretch! I'm guessing you're scared to death, but didn't the lame paw give you enough skeletons to defend your poor woodlands? ”

"It's different, sir! This time it's different! ”

Hogg, who is "forced to open", will portray the image of a jackal coward who is frightened and frightened by the war.

It let out a mournful cry and shouted at the flesh:

"I was just digging a ditch before, but now I'm stationed as a soldier, Lord Meat! The hapless cubs of my clan saw the terrifying hussars appear in formations near that line, and more KPA infantry were deployed, but that wasn't the most important thing!

There are very few humans in Translasia, and they are no match for the powerful necromancers under your command.

But it's not just the Translancians who are here this time!

And the guys who use gorse as a logo!

The warmongers who have been carrying the Trancian hammer for the past few years, I have led my people to sneak across the border at night to steal meat to eat, and I have seen with my own eyes how the humans slaughter their fellow citizens.

It seems that they also want to choose an area near the swamp to set up camp.

Just over the hills of Under Armour, those Sealand led a horrible army, and my cubs couldn't count how many there were, even more than the legions of King Kenpot.

Tear the meat, believe me, this time the situation is really different.

If something didn't really happen, would I dare to come here and disturb your big business? ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Hogg's wail, the torn flesh who didn't care much about it also chuckled in his heart, listening to Hogg's upside-down description, could it be that the regular army of the Plantagenet Kingdom has entered Transnesia?

Well.

It's a real nuisance.

Compared to the ruins of Translasia, the thriving Plantagenet Kingdom is indeed a very difficult opponent in the eyes of the Gnoll Overseers.

If these guys were to camp near the swamp, then the sacred mission it was carrying out with its Plague Clan would be greatly challenged.

And the timing of the outbreak is also incorrect.

Ripper is assembling a huge legion ready to crusade against the territory of the mighty legendary beasts in the depths of the Filthy Swamp, and it is almost ready, but if it is attacked at this time.

"You!"

The gnoll warlock quickly made a decision, and he lifted his long, slender nails, which were as pale as the skin of a dead man, and pointed at Hogg and said:

"You go and stop them!"

"Huh? I? ”

Hogg was stunned.

This decision was not in his and Murphy's plans, and Hogg immediately hugged the torn leg and screamed with tears:

"Nope! I can't! My lord, my weak people and I cannot be the match of those crazy humans with muskets and cannons, and we will be slaughtered by them. The Lord of the Hunt!

Lord Tearing Meat, I have served you wholeheartedly during this time, and I have not done anything to be sorry for you at all, and you can't just abandon us. ”

"You cowardly fool!"

Hogg's performance was so clumsy that even the flesh would like to give the cowardly guy a kick.

No wonder the gnolls in the Dark Mountains look down on the gnolls in other places at all, how can such a timid and fearful person be worthy of the power of the Lord of the Hunt?

However, it was precisely because Hogg's performance almost perfectly matched the impression that these Dark Mountain Gnolls had of the outside world that Tear Meat's vigilance against the Bloodclaw Chief became less and less vigilant.

The warlock kicked it away to prevent the creature from soiling his robes, and he scolded in a cold tone:

"Give me a decent look! I'm not going to let you die, your little bit of people won't be enough to consume the other party's cannonballs, and I'll send a few pestilmancers and necromancers to your woodland with an army of skeletons.

You don't need to be involved in the war, you just need to give them enough information.

Didn't you boast that you've been in the local area for many years and have ties to the gnolls tribes throughout Translasia? ”

"Hey, of course I have a lot of eyeliner, Lord Ripper."

After hearing that he didn't have to be cannon fodder, Hogg suddenly relieved himself, and he showed a sly smile and rubbed his paws flatteringly and said to Lord Meat-Ripper:

"I've figured out where the plantagenets are stationed, and it's only taken two days to take them by surprise by a quick walk through my woodlands. The strong men under your command can even cross the border to East Prus and strike directly at the Sealand stronghold, where I heard that many people died in the war!

There are cemeteries everywhere!

Countless war dead are buried inside.

My lord, isn't this exactly what you need most of all? ”

"I really need enough good material."

Ripping Flesh glanced at Hogg, who was flattering himself, and it sneered and said:

"But I don't need to make enemies now, and I don't plan to expand the war, you give me some peace! Fend off the enemy in your woodlands, pestering the humans who have built up the defenses, and buy the last bit of time for our actions. ”

"Oh, okay, okay."

Hogg hurriedly lowered his head.

It didn't seem to dare to make eye contact with the cold eyes of the Flesh Tearer, but the moment the Bloodclaw Chief lowered its head, a fierce glint flashed in its cunning eyes.

Hmph, if you are active on my territory, it's not up to you to decide whether you want to expand the war or not, Lord Meat Ripper.

Mistress Murphy is now in dire need of Transnicia's neighbors to realize that the threat of the Black Plague is close by, so I'm sorry, but hopefully the "accidental" deaths of these Plague Warlocks and Necromancers will cause you some unnecessary stress.

Ha, let the situation be chaotic!

The more chaotic the situation, the more important the role of the Bloodclaw Clan will be in the eyes of both sides, so that it and its people can continue to hold the advantageous position.

They just want to live and live more nourishingly, what's wrong with them? ——

"Marshal Loren wants to push Transia to the front line of the war, and the perfect situation he hopes for is that the kingdom of Plantagenet will never be defeated until Transencia sheds its last drop of blood.

I must admit that his plan was perfect, but I didn't intend for him to build a steel line of defense behind us. ”

High in the night, Murphy spread his wings and drove through the air, Maxim flying beside him, listening to his master's unique vision of the war.

The vampire lord, who always did not hide his thoughts in front of his loyal subordinates, said to Maxim:

"Hogg is on a covert operation, and if it performs well enough, perhaps soon a Gnollskeletal army of the Plague Clan will cross the border of Translancia into East Pruus.

A lot of people will die, Mark.

Many people will be forced to put war to the test because of this operation I have planned, and they should not have suffered it in the first place. ”

"If their deaths make that arrogant short-man marshal realize his stupidity and arrogance, and thus throw all preparations into war in the true sense of the word, then these deaths are meaningful."

Maxim replied in a deep voice:

"Master Murphy, you don't need to be burdened by these actions, if Transnicia can't resist the invasion of the gnolls, the people of East Phorus will die as well.

I don't think Loren would extend his so-called 'perfect line of defense' to the entire border of East Pruos, and those who could not be protected were destined to fall victim to this war.

You're just speeding up the process and you're going to get a perfect result, which will be a necessary victory in a military sense.

It's a pity that the Crimean Fortress is holding back the way of the filthy swamp into the Kafhoka Plains, otherwise we could repeat this tactic on the territory of the North Yankees, so that the young wolf girl realizes that some things are more important than her scheming.

As I recently studied history with Professor Malcolm, I realized that there was terrible pressure from third parties behind the successful alliances of the various forces in the past.

The greater the external pressure, the stronger the internal covenant.

In the words of our warriors, giving the bad neighbors a boost of intensity helps them understand the pressure we are under at this time, and the short man marshal will be slapped in the face that will undoubtedly sober him up. ”

Maxim's reply was strongly reassuring, which made Murphy laugh dumbly.

The vampire lord enjoyed the relaxation of flying freely under the night sky, he looked up at the crescent moon hanging high in the sky and looked down at the quiet beauty of the earth like a silver veil, and said:

"No, Mark, I'm not saying this to comfort you, I'm not weak enough to do that, I'm just trying to tell you that since I've decided to carry out such a pressure tactic, then we're going to make this sacrifice rational and effective.

I intend for my warriors to play the role of 'saviors' in this conflict."

Especially for those who have only arrived in Transncia for a short time and can't understand the brutal conflict in this land, Riptide Castle is built at a satisfactory pace, but a city can't just have houses and people!

A group of survivors who have been threatened by the Scourge of the Dead have always been more receptive to the teachings of the Light only higher and faster.

As they chanted the name of the Light in unison, the projection of the power of all that was good in the subspace only intensified.

And if it continues like this, one day.

Yes!

Someday, we will create a god with our own hands!

This is the professional advice that Tracy has given me in terms of faith, and all I can say is that Tracy is a hundred times more cold blood than me when it comes to vampires.

The casualties she had set for the disaster were in the tens of thousands, but that was a bit too wasteful for a governor who was desperately short of manpower. ”

Murphy shook his head, he looked in the direction of East Pruos, and said:

"Before the main KPA forces rush to the swamp line, Mark, I want you to give a test of the discipline and execution of your soldiers, and I want you to join the 'rescue and support' operation that will take place in the coming days, along with the warriors of the Riptide Knights who call themselves 'paladins'.

It will be a rescue operation full of humanitarian brilliance, so perfect that Loren will not say a word of cruelty but will thank us. ”

"I never doubted your plans, master, but I suspected something else."

Maxim whispered:

"If those gnolls enter East Phorus from Hogg's territory, will this cause your carefully cultivated Bloodclaw clan to disappear in the revenge of the narrow-minded Shortman Marshal?

Judging by our sources so far, Hogg and his people can play a very striking role in our quest for the Filthy Swamp.

Adele already sees Hogg as the Shadow Intelligence Agency's trump card.

She probably won't allow you to wear down the scouts we've cultivated so easily. ”

"No, it won't."

Murphy recalled his conversation with Colonel Fraser early this morning, and he said with certainty:

"As long as Loren still has some sense, he will not launch a retaliatory action against poor Hogg, Hogg's role is more than this war. In the face of a larger and more formidable threat, even the Gnolls can be the assistants of the civilized world.

twilight

I may have to thank them for fanning the flames everywhere for fear that the world will not be chaotic, and the existence of such an enemy of civilization is enough for us to unite most of the people who are not willing to close their eyes and wait for death.

But your apprehension is also correct.

Hogg may have to find a way out for his Bloodclaw Clan.

After all, once the Black Plague starts, the smuggler woodland, which has neither strategic depth nor too many warriors, will not be able to protect it and its people.

I saw that the flood was ahead, and all those who faced it could not be left alone, and in this war, which would surely decide the fate of the continent, everyone was making final preparations.

Even a humble life like Hogg has chosen his own side, this is a world war! All previous speculations about the Fifth Black Plague were wrong, Mark. ”

Murphy accentuated his voice and said:

"The scale of this black plague is absolutely staggering!

I can be sure of this, this time the Black Plague will not be left alone, and what is even more terrifying is that this Black Plague, which is very likely to destroy the civilization of the entire continent, may even be just a light wind blowing before a bigger storm brews.

Ah, I can now understand what old Finoch had warned me.

The old guy must have seen all this to be so desperate and helpless, and he didn't think we could necessarily be resurrected, but I had a different opinion on that. ”

"We're going to win!"

Maxim flapped his wings in the air, and he said in a deep voice:

"Nothing can stand in the way of your cause, and I believe that."

"Confidence is good at all times, but it also needs a lot of strength and knowledge as a backup, so Mark, I'm going to give you a new task."

Murphy took out an orb from his bosom and handed it to Maxim, saying:

"From now on, you'll be free to enter the warriors' 'Exotic Tavern' just like me and Tracy, because the war is approaching, those guys have moved a lot of military books and war cases from their world to the forum, and those are the materials and experiences that you must study carefully.

I know you've been learning from me, Mark, and I'm relieved, but now you have to learn from the greater, exotic shining stars!

You, Phemis and Miriam will all be put to the test of this exotic knowledge, and I am sure it will accelerate your growth.

Of course, you'll have to maintain your disguise, so I'm going to give you an extra little bit of instruction about the 'NPC Performing Arts' subject.

The new identity of the three of you will be the new employees of the 'test group'. ”

"I can probably understand what you mean."

Maxim frowned and replaced his original orb, he looked at Murphy and said:

"You mean to have me and the eldest lady and Miriam disguise as 'their' side, just as the warriors of the Riptide Knights have been trying to disguise themselves as ours.

IMHO, I don't think it's necessary.

Especially at this time when every second counts, after all, they don't have such a unique war as the Black Plague."

"You're too arrogant, Mark."

Murphy sighed, shook his head and said:

"Let me ask you a question, how many nations do you think with the power of Translasia alone can be countered?"

Maxim blinked.

There is no way to answer this question, not to mention the current Transnesia, not to mention the alliance of the countries, the Plantagenet Kingdom and Nordtov can't afford to provoke any of them.

The vampire lord shrugged his shoulders and said to Maxim:

"There's a country on their side. It is also the homeland of the warriors, who, like us, were poor and white when they first founded the country, and they single-handedly fought against the Seventeen-Nation Alliance and won the battle.

Mark!

Compared to them, the war that takes place with us is like a child's play!

Be humble, read the history of the war and you will find the source of my faith, because the descendants of those warriors are fighting alongside us!

I believe that they can do the same miracles as their ancestors.

Mark, we have to win, we have to fight this battle, and if we don't, it's up to our children and grandchildren to bear all this. ”

"Uh, master, I admit that your words are contagious, but we are vampires and we can't have future generations"

"Shut up! If you look at it, you can see it, where is there so much sassy talk? ”

(End of chapter)