Path of light

Chapter 721 722. Gray dwarf prisoners

Blue sea and blue sky...

The coastline of Queen Island was charred. The waves pushed some rotten and charred wreckage onto the beach, and the white beach became dirty. The elves could even find some dwarf weapons on the beach.

For the elves, the tower shields and hammers used by the dwarves were too heavy. Even the power-type sword dancers were not used to using such hammers.

I heard that the orc warriors in the north liked the dwarves' weapons very much.

For a long time, the orcs were able to defend the Mensa Plain and completely block the Dark Moon Elves in the Evernight Forest from moving north. There was also a reason why the dwarves secretly provided the orcs with sophisticated weapons.

The defeat of the gray dwarf bandits in the Queen Ewenni Islands was not only because the Silver Moon Elves had air superiority.

Another reason was that the eight magic airships brought by Roy carried a large number of magic weapons.

This battle was actually a waste of money. One magic bursting arrow was worth two magic crystals. Roy had the magic airships fire a round of concentrated fire at the three-masted sailing ship of the gray dwarf bandits, which almost burned a set of magic pattern structures. When burning the three-masted sailing ship on Queen Island, the eight magic airships consumed more than two thousand magic crossbow arrows, and most of them were magic bursting arrows.

When Roy led the eight magic airships to the outskirts of Queen Ewenni Islands and chased the thirty-three three-masted sailing ships, almost all the magic crystal arrows consumed in the battle were magic crystal arrows.

Although there were only thirty-three three-masted sailing ships, Roy consumed as many as eight thousand magic crystal arrows in the three-day battle in order to recapture all these ships, and completely shot all the magic crossbow arrows carried by the eight magic airships this time.

These two battles directly consumed 20,000 magic crystals, and this was just the cost of magic crossbow arrows.

The other eight magic airships floated in the sky, and the floating devices needed to operate continuously, which also consumed a lot of magic crystals.

The daily expenses of four thousand half-elf guards, etc...

A war is a constant waste of money.

Obviously, Roy won the bet this time. He exchanged less than 30,000 magic crystals for 33 three-masted sailing ships. This business is definitely a big win for Roy.

The only thing that bothered Roy was the 50,000 gray dwarf prisoners of war.

He didn't really hate the gray dwarf prisoners of war. On the contrary, the many mines on the Pagisto Plateau really needed some gray dwarf miners. The gray dwarves were born miners. Their life underground was more comfortable than on the ground. As long as they were given enough wine and sausages, the gray dwarves would carry their pickaxes and walk into the mines obediently.

But there were too many gray dwarves on Queen's Island. Roy needed to invest a lot of energy to manage so many gray dwarf prisoners of war.

Now that there were constant troubles on Partington Island, Roy didn't want to be distracted by these gray dwarf prisoners of war...

So Roy himself was very resistant to Earl Swinburne handing all the gray dwarf prisoners of war to him.

But he wanted these thirty-three three-masted sailing ships very much, so he had to bite the bullet and agree.

Now these three-masted sailing ships could not dock. If there were no extra ships to transport the gray dwarf prisoners on Queen Island, Roy could only set up a temporary prisoner-of-war camp on the beach of Queen Island to detain nearly 30,000 gray dwarf prisoners on the island.

In order to guard the gray dwarf prisoners, Roy also transferred 3,000 half-blood elf guards from the magic airship to stay on Queen Island to guard the temporary prisoner-of-war camp.

Thirty-three three-masted sailing ships and seven magic airships were parked in the bay. Each three-masted sailing ship held nearly 700 gray dwarf prisoners. As the long horn sounded, all the three-masted sailing ships raised their sails. These sailing ships formed a long team and headed towards Partington Island.

Along the way, the fifth and sixth Silver Pegasus Knights will escort the fleet...

Roy took a magic airship from the wind layer to return to Partington Island in advance and made various preparations on Partington Island in advance.

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More than 50,000 gray dwarf prisoners of war could not take the three-masted sailing ship to Partington at the same time, so Roy could only transport these gray dwarf prisoners of war to Partington Island in two batches.

The magic airship broke through the clouds and quickly landed on the sea near the port of Partington Island. The huge waves it raised flew more than ten meters high, and the elves on the dock looked towards the sea.

At this moment, the port dock of Partington Island was full of medium-sized sailing ships. Roy counted them casually and found that there were about twenty or so...

Some half-blood elves, carrying simple luggage, walked down from the medium-sized sailing ship with a blank look on their faces, looking around with curiosity, and posing like country bumpkins.

The half-blood elf porters on the dock carried some wooden boxes of military supplies and laboriously moved them onto the medium-sized sailing ship.

Roy arrived at Partington Island at noon. Under the scorching sun, many half-blood elves were sweating profusely...

The port wharf seemed particularly lively. There were medium-sized sailboats preparing to dock, and there were also medium-sized sailboats full of supplies setting sail.

Roy let the magic airship slowly dock at the port. The crew put down the sampan. Roy walked down from the ship with a team of half-blood elf guards. He walked through the extremely lively wharf. The elves around him seemed to recognize his identity and consciously made way for him.

Arriving at the warehouse set up by the 17th Silver Pegasus Legion on the wharf of Partington Island, the warehouse manager was a confidant of General Berkeley. Roy often asked people to come here to collect various military supplies, and he was very familiar with him.

The Silver Moon Elf administrator came out of the room very attentively and said to Roy with a smile:

"Boss Roy, what supplies are you going to pick up at the material transfer station on Partington Island this time? I will ask them to prepare it for you right away!"

"I am not here to pick up equipment this time. The weapons I need are not in your warehouse. I brought the warrant of Earl Swinburne this time. The Earl asked you to reduce the share of military supplies shipped to the Queen Ewenni Islands and transport food and maintenance tools to the Queen Island as much as possible. As long as the medium-sized sailing ships that are currently transporting supplies have not left the port, unload the weapons... The specific contents are all written in this document."

After speaking, Roy took out a document from his waist bag and handed it to the warehouse manager.

The warehouse manager stared at the documents in his hand with wide eyes, turned around and ordered his subordinates behind him: "Hurry to the dock, stop all the medium-sized sailing ships that are about to set sail, and gather people to replace supplies... Boss Roy, what happened on Queen's Island?"

"Our naval battle with the gray dwarf bandits has come to an end for the time being, we won! So there is no need to replenish military supplies. Now the dock of Queen's Island is completely destroyed. I guess Queen's Island is rebuilding the dock, so you need to focus on preparing craftsmen to build the dock. It is estimated that craftsmen will go to Queen's Island soon. In addition, there is a shortage of food on Queen's Island at present, so you need to deliver the food quickly!"

Roy stood aside and reminded the warehouse manager.

The Silver Moon Elf warehouse manager hurriedly thanked Roy: "Thank you for your reminder, Boss Roy."

Roy asked the warehouse manager: "When will the portal from here to Padstow be opened?"

"It's open now. At midnight tonight, the portal will be changed from Padstow to Partington Island, and the time will last until noon tomorrow." The warehouse manager said it like a treasure. He had to transport supplies to Padstow City every day and was very clear about the passage time.

Roy nodded and instructed the warehouse manager: "I know. A group of gray dwarf prisoners will arrive at the dock of Partington Island tomorrow morning. I need to use the portal first. All the supplies shipped to Padstow City from the warehouse will be delayed. If there are any urgent supplies, you must hurry to deliver them before midnight."

"I know, Boss Roy!"

The warehouse manager responded.

After explaining these things to the warehouse manager of the Partington Island dock, Roy hurried to the Partington town. There were many half-blood elves waiting in line to pass through the portal in the town square. They needed to undergo identity verification and registration from the military, and also check the goods they carried. If the goods they carried exceeded the regulations, they had to pay a certain amount of tax to the tax officer in front of the portal.

The tax officer in front of the portal mainly collected transit taxes on goods. For the half-blood elves who moved their families to the Partington plane, even if their luggage exceeded the regulations, they would turn a blind eye and let them pass.

Roy brought a group of half-blood elf guards to the town square and went directly through the portal.

The half-blood elves waiting in the square saw Roy disappear in the portal and started to talk.

‘The group of guards who just walked past seemed to be the same as us... half-blood elves! ’

‘Didn’t you see the officer who looked like a human walking in front? I guess he might be Boss Roy. ’

‘Did we see Boss Roy when we just came to the Partington plane? ’

Roy didn’t hear these discussions. After he passed through the portal, he looked towards the central square of Padstow City.

There were some magical herbs piled up on the square. It was estimated that they would be transported to Partington Island overnight after the portal changed its direction.

The portal guards saw Roy coming out of the portal. They saluted Roy one after another.

Roy asked a guard casually, “Where is your captain?”

A half-elf guard with a captain’s armband on his arm hurriedly walked out of the team, saluted Roy again, and then asked:

“Boss Roy, Griffith, the captain of the third squadron of the Padstow Portal Guard Battalion, reports to you.”

Roy walked up and patted him on the shoulder, and said to him:

“At this time tomorrow, I will use the portal. All the stored materials in the central square must be cleared out for me. Clear the square for me. Can you do it?”

“Boss Roy, leave it to us. We will definitely complete the task!” Captain Griffith said loudly.

"Very good..."

Roy then ran to the Silver Pegasus Military Headquarters and said hello to Chief Berkeley.

Berkeley stood up, holding his desk with both hands, leaned forward, stared at Roy with wide eyes, and asked in shock:

"You mean you spent less than two weeks to settle the war in Queen Eweni Islands, and also captured tens of thousands of gray dwarf prisoners, ready to be brought back to the Partington plane, and the first batch of gray dwarf prisoners will enter Padstow City tomorrow?"

Roy nodded. "That's it!"

"What do you need me to do for you?" Chief Berkeley calmed down a little and asked Roy.

"I need a place to temporarily accommodate these gray dwarf prisoners. Do you have a suitable place?" Roy sat on the chair and said calmly.

"How many prisoners can be accommodated?" Chief Berkeley took a breath and asked Roy.

"There are about 30,000 in the first batch, and there are 25,000 more behind..."

Chief Berkeley frowned, thought for a moment and then said: "There is currently no such a large space in Padstow City. You can't let these prisoners of war live in various squares in the city!"

"Then we can only arrange them outside the city. I don't have enough guards on hand. I need the assistance of the city defense group." Roy continued.

"That's no problem. How many elf guards do you need?"

"Three thousand elf guards are enough." Roy responded.

"Tomorrow at noon, these elf guards will appear in front of the portal in the central square." Chief Berkeley promised.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately stood up and said goodbye to President Berkeley:

"It's a deal, okay, I have to rush outside the city to find a suitable place..."

"I don't have any place for you in the city. If you go outside the city, I can recommend a few places suitable for housing these gray dwarf prisoners of war." Chief Berkeley sat down again and smiled at Roy.

"Could it be that you recommended an apple orchard to me?"

Roy complained casually.

This time it was Chief Berkeley's turn to raise his head with an embarrassed look, stared at Roy and asked curiously: "How did you guess... that I wanted to recommend the apple orchard to you?"

Roy shrugged speechlessly and responded to Chief Berkeley: "Take a good look, now... in the suburbs outside Padstow, besides apple orchards, what else is there?"

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Due to the small space on Partington Island, after the three-masted ship arrived at Partington Island, the gray dwarf prisoners of war stayed on the three-masted ship and did not disembark immediately.

The fleet docked at the port the morning after Roy arrived at Partington Island. At this time, there was a berth at the port pier.

When the three-masted sailboat docked at the dock, Roy led a group of mixed-blood elf guards to wait on the dock. There were also a large number of three-masted sailboats waiting to dock on the sea outside the Partington Island dock.

Roy waited until almost noon before letting these gray dwarf prisoners of war disembark and queue up into the small town at the heart of the mountain.

The mixed-blood elves on Partington Island stood on both sides of the passage, looking at the gray dwarf prisoners of war who walked into the portal in embarrassment wearing only linen shirts.

Partington Island is the largest transfer station for the supply chain of the Queen Egwene Islands. Naturally, the residents of the island knew that a naval battle was breaking out in the Queen Egwene Islands, and everyone was discussing when the naval battle would end.

A large number of three-masted sailboats appeared at the island's port pier. Then a large number of gray dwarves without armor or weapons disembarked dejectedly and were led towards the town square portal by a group of mixed-blood elven guards.

There were half-blood elf guards standing every meter on both sides of the street, seemingly to prevent these gray dwarf prisoners of war from escaping.

These gray dwarf prisoners of war did not stop in the town square. They lined up to enter the portal and directly entered the Partington plane...