Noble Emblem

Under normal circumstances, large battlefields require the coordination of arms. It is difficult for one arm to conquer the world.

As for the Mongolian horse archers being able to sweep across the Eurasian continent, it was simply a matter of good times. The Song Dynasty lost the land to raise horses and had almost no cavalry. Coupled with institutional reasons, the civil service was strong but the military was weak. Europe has not developed. The population is too small. A small population means a small number of troops. They were pressed to the ground and rubbed by the Mongolian army.

The Mongol Empire was just a special product of a special era and special circumstances.

So this empire collapsed in less than two hundred years.

But in this world, it is useless to have powerful light archers or cavalry. The light cavalry charges, the infantry shield formation cooperates with the mage regiment, or the archer formation, destroying the so-called cavalry archer army in minutes.

Because of this relationship, the elves have always been relatively weak. They are very powerful in small-scale battles, but when it comes to large battlefields. The elves without a forward line, even if they have many powerful legendary mages, still cannot change the situation of the entire battlefield.

The average individual strength of human beings is not high, but there are many, very many. In the Kingdom of France alone, with a war call order, a million-level battlefield can be easily created.

The entire elven race is not even a fraction of the size of a large human battlefield.

There is no way to fight such a disparity, so the elves have to open their borders and integrate into the human world.

"Your ancestors of the elves have a great vision for governing the country." Beta said lightly: "Population is the basis for the continuation of a race. Even if we lose, even if we lose the land, as long as the people who inherit the culture do not disappear, there will be Hope to rise again.”

This is a civilization with a history of five thousand years, a profound experience gained with dozens of bloodsheds.

Originally, Glinton didn't have much confidence in his ancestor's policies. But after listening to Beta's words, his confidence increased significantly. Even the Golden Son said so, so there must be no problem.

Although it was nothing on the surface, in reality, Glinton had a strong sense of awe for the Golden Sons.

The five-person combat group system they created, with different professional combinations for different situations, is simply ridiculously powerful. They have unique views and a large number of theoretical summaries on combat.

They are good at using less to defeat more, defeating the strong with the weak, and they are good at digging out the truth. Some of them can become the best tailor, the best chef, the best blacksmith, and... the best general and lord.

The Sons of Gold know everything. Many times, Glinton has heard in private more than once that the Sons of Gold are disdainful of the systems of various kingdoms. He even watched with his own eyes as Beta turned a barren land and wetland into a paradise that everyone yearned for.

And now, Beta has once again turned the wetland into a paradise, and at the same time made his Tonggu City more prosperous, cleaner and better.

Beta had also said in dreams before that he was just an ordinary person among the Golden Sons. He had talents who specialized in managing countries and cities, and were more than a hundred times more powerful than him. He thought it was a modest statement.

So when Beta thought that population policy was feasible, Glinton firmly believed that it was really feasible.

After toasting Beta with a glass of wine, Glinton left the room.

Beta was in the room, thinking hard. If the elves take the initiative to open their borders and join the world, the overall structure of the world will be greatly changed.

Especially when a large number of half-elves appear and grow up, the world will definitely become more complex and changeable.

My own Wojin Cult must transform the drow elves into lucky cats faster.

In this case, there is a special group of elves in the divine religion. No matter what the elves do, they can use these characteristics to get involved. If it develops well, it may even affect the internal affairs of the Elf Kingdom.

This matter must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Beta used the pass to leave the city gate, and then used teleportation to return to Waking City.

After making out with the excited Shirley for a while, Beta told the news he heard from Glinton.

"The envoy from the elves hasn't arrived yet, otherwise I would know." Shirley thought for a while and said, "It seems that we need to increase the purchase of drow slaves."

"This is still too conservative." Beta thought for a while and said: "We can be more proactive. I remember that the mercenary union has already settled in our city of Watkins. When they publish tasks, they say that we need a lot of drow. Elf slaves, high price... regardless of age or sex. Lure them to hunt for slaves in the underground kingdom of the drow."

"We can even provide some help as much as we can, such as providing them with some simple standard equipment, and purchasing topographic maps of the underground kingdom from the Assassin's Guild. We print in large quantities, and as long as they are picked up by our Waking City Mercenary Guild The mercenary group tasked with capturing the drow will receive a free copy."

"The topographic map of the underground kingdom is only peripheral. Even the Assassin's Guild cannot provide a detailed topographic map." Shirley sat on Beta's lap and hugged his neck while saying: "Will this cause Zhuo The hatred of the elves? Attack us in a big way?"

Beta sneered disdainfully: "If it is the elves, it is possible. But the drow elves, who are affected by the spider queen's divine power, are selfish and will only try their best to get benefits from their own people and never think about it. I want to help my people. After capturing a large number of their people, if they unite and come out from the underground world to avenge me, they won’t be so easily influenced and controlled by the Spider Queen’s divine power.”

Having said this, Beta was in a daze for a moment, and he suddenly remembered something.

The bald eagle on Earth did something similar back then. They called on the people to snatch Indian children away from their fathers, under the pretext that they would evolve into civilized people.

But there are still some differences in essence. The bald eagle did this for the purpose of genocide, while the Beta did this to change the drow back to their original appearance.

Shirley took note of Beta's words. She was very good at handling what happened under the established rules, but it was difficult for her to do something that was truly transformative and beneficial to the sect.

Beta is just the opposite. He is good at big-picture planning, but has some headaches when it comes to very complicated things.

"In addition, when the envoys from the elves come, there is no problem in forming an alliance with them, but we should try to gain some benefits that we should have."

Shirley nodded to show her understanding.

The two chatted for a while, hugged and made out for a while, and then Shirley felt satisfied.

She prefers pure platonic love to physical love. Of course, she won't resist physically. After all, the purpose of being 'made' is to become a 'scabbard'.

Beta then teleported away, and Shirley started to deal with government affairs again in high spirits. After she finished most of the things on hand, she asked the maid to invite Amanda over.

Amanda has been out buying drow slaves recently. She has only returned to the city in the past two days and is preparing to rest for a few more days before going out.

"Beta came back just now." Shirley continued: "Now the situation has changed, we have to increase the purchase of slaves."

"But we have already bought almost all the drow slaves in Holevin, and the prices have increased by about 30%." Amanda frowned and continued: "Some nobles are unwilling to take action. If we persist, The price of drow slaves will rise even more exaggeratedly."

"Then buy from other countries." Shirley thought for a while and said, "Use all your connections, your business circle, and you can also entrust your friends to help, and try to bring as many drow elves back as possible. I will wait for you I will talk to the Winter Wolf Saint and hire her Frostwolf Cavalry to be your escort. In addition, God will support you with a large amount of gold coins. This matter must be done quickly and well."

Although Amanda didn't know much about political matters, when she heard this, she knew that something big would definitely happen during this period.

Shirley put a piece of white paper in front of Amanda: "This is the task I planned. The reward on it is empty because I don't know much about the outside market. You go back and help me calculate. The mercenaries will come from the underground kingdom." How much does it cost to capture drow slaves, old men, daughters, children, adult men, etc., so that they can make money without causing us too much loss? After filling it out, you can directly post it to the mercenary The trade union goes to explain that this task will be effective in the long term.”

Amanda looked at Shirley deeply. Entrusting such an important matter to her without even reviewing it was enough to show Shirley's trust in her business ability.

"Okay, no problem."

Amanda took the task list and left.

Shirley continued to sit in her chair, attending to government affairs.

Time soon came to evening, and a strange traveler came to the gate of Waking City. They came on foot, all wearing gray robes that covered their heads, hiding their appearance and figure.

The guards responsible for security would naturally not be able to let such a suspicious person into the city. A group of soldiers came down from the city wall, and another team of archers quickly arrived. At least a hundred people pointed their bows at the bottom of the city wall.

In the distance, the leading man in gray robe made a movement, and a dozen other people immediately lifted their hoods. Blonde, blue eyes and long ears, they are all elves with good looks.

"I am the envoy of the elves, Anturagon, asking to see the Pope of the Wojin Cult. Let's discuss the alliance between the two parties."

Although the elves are arrogant and look down on others, they are not bad people. Most people know this. Moreover, there are now many 'lucky cats' walking around in Woking City. The people of Woking City have gradually become accustomed to the beautiful appearance of the elves.

The archers were removed, and twenty people from the city guards were temporarily used as escorts to send the elves to the welcoming building next to the city lord's palace.

When Shirley received the news, she was a little surprised: "It's here so soon?"

But she decided to let these people hang out for a day or two before talking. If she wanted to get enough benefits and benefits during the negotiation, she had to see who was more calm.