Chapter 75 Red Dragon's Ambition

Casius lay lazily in the cave, using Rump's magic mirror to observe the hard-working players in Barto.

"Keep working hard, my dear leeks."

In just one month, the originally simple Barto has shown a brand new look. The city walls have become much taller and thicker, and buildings with unique styles have sprung up. The city has also become more lively because of the coming and going of players.

It was not accidental that I went to eat steamed buns, Singo, Xia Ye Qiu Yu, and Tiansheng Zhan Kuang were able to get the mysterious invitation letter, but he deliberately arranged it.

These people have their own traffic in the game circle. Once they discover the purpose of camp contribution, the entire player group will pay attention to it.

For example, now, although Singo has not yet released the strategy information, his loyal followers have begun to doubt the usefulness of camp contribution after analysis, and have tried to accumulate camp contribution. I believe that those big guilds will soon start to grab contribution tasks.

By then, Casius's task of getting something for nothing will be a great success.

After that, he would have to take another strong medicine - the faction position system, which can allow players to obtain certain positions in the city according to their faction contributions, such as: inspectors, tax collectors, judges, investigators, and even let them become mayors or even mayors of human cities in the future.

As for wages, of course, they are mainly distributed based on faction contributions, supplemented by money.

While allowing players to gain the pleasure of power, Cassius also enjoys the pleasure of someone working for him for free. This is a win-win policy.

I believe that players will also understand his behavior and be grateful.

He was watching with great interest when the earth elf Doro came to report.

After several years, this dragon vein earth elf has become more and more sophisticated, commanding tens of thousands of goblin creatures, and is familiar with various military affairs in the Burning Embers Nest.

"Master, the wolf riders recently found traces of the Eagle Guards on the border of Storm High Slope."

Casius's golden eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh? Haven't they come to provoke me for a long time?"

Doro continued: "While you were sleeping, we took in a dozen pure-blooded snakemen and sent them to North Wind Castle to collect intelligence."

"It's a good decision, but snake teeth are poisonous."

"Don't trust them completely. It's best to treat them as tools that can be discarded at any time." Casius said meaningfully.

Snakemen always plot to replace and dominate other races, and then proclaim themselves gods.

And pure-blooded snakemen are the lowest level of snakemen society. Their appearance is very similar to that of humans, but they cannot pass the strict scrutiny of humans.

Because they always expose some natural characteristics, such as scaly skin, snake-like eyes, sharp snake teeth or forked tongues. They wear cloaks and turbans, disguised as humans and infiltrate civilized places to collect intelligence, or kidnap prisoners for interrogation and sacrifice, or even trade with others to further promote their endless conspiracies.

"We are doing this as you ordered, Master."

Dolo continued.

"Recently, these pure-blooded snakemen seem to have received news that the Rackman family will cooperate with the 'Northern Lion' Bosk family in the south and the 'Double-Headed Eagle' Nott family in the northwest to form a joint army, and their three-sided encirclement target is likely to be us - Burning Embers Nest."

"Excuse me, my great master, the expansion of Burning Embers Nest in recent years has aroused the vigilance of the northern countries. They covet our gold and fear our followers, but we have not yet received the real experience and proof of blood and fire."

Casius slowly stood up, his golden eyes looking down at Doro: "So you mean we need a war?"

Doro knelt on one knee and bowed his head respectfully: "I think so, master."

"War, and only war, can make these pathetic and short-sighted humans realize your power."

"Rump, what do you think?"

Casius looked at the magic mirror, which was naturally connected to Rump's "Mage Tower". They followed the will of the red dragon and would only be opened when he needed it. .

Trump's ugly and ferocious face appeared in the mirror. He put on his gold-rimmed glasses again and held a few magic scrolls in his hands.

"Master, I also think that the Burning Nest needs a war. According to my statistics, the number of goblins in the nest has reached 13,457, and there are 10,341 kobolds. If we don't carry out continuous and large-scale war consumption, our food supply can no longer fill the stomachs of these guys."

Trump deliberately pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and "inadvertently" mentioned: "And with the uh... simple and even primitive breeding system led by Doro, it can only fill a small part."

Faced with Trump's intentional or unintentional sarcasm, Doro's already red face suddenly swelled red, but because the red dragon was close, he didn't dare to attack.

Cassius ignored the intrigues of the two and just asked:

"How long will it take for their so-called 'coalition' to be assembled?"

Dolo quickly replied: "The dukes of the northern countries do not have complete control over their lords. These humans are shirking responsibility, fighting for power and profit, and are very inefficient. It will take at least three months to put together such a coalition of tens of thousands of people. This is just a conservative estimate."

"Very good, three months is enough."

There was a hint of danger in Cassius's golden pupils.

"Master, are we going to go to war?"

Dolo's expression revealed great excitement. The hobgoblins are creatures that love war by nature, which makes most of them not live to the end of their lives. After obtaining the blood of the red dragon, his brutality and desire for blood and fire became even worse.

"Dolo, don't worry. Let those snakemen keep an eye on the situation of the Northern Alliance, and let your army be fully prepared for the war. Weapons, drills, tactics, you should know these things better than me."

"After all... you have been looking forward to it for a long time, haven't you?"

"Yes, master."

Dolo knelt on one knee in a hurry, and white smoke came out of his big red nose with excitement. He seemed to have imagined the scene of the enemy's blood smeared on his claws.

"Rump, you start preparing for logistics and use the magic you have been doing over the years."

"Yes, master."

"Since they want war, then we will give them war.

"It's just that when it ends, it's not up to them to decide. "

The two followers took the order and went back to work.

The hobgoblin soldiers began to polish their long-idle weapons and armor, conduct pre-war drills, and discuss tactics.

The ogres cheered for the upcoming war, and after learning that they could use the enemy's corpses as military rations, their morale became even stronger and they celebrated around the bonfire.

The goblins sent the food to the depths of the Dragon Valley and stored it for use in the war.

The dog-headed people began to make simple weapons such as stone ropes and bows and arrows.

The red dragon stood at the highest point of the valley, looking down at the busy followers, and its golden pupils seemed to reflect the blazing flames.

"It's time to get this huge war machine running."

There are still three months before the war.