The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Materializing energy is a very difficult subject. For example, Attilan recently took the lead, bringing together druids in the forest who are skilled at manipulating earth elemental power, to study how to use earth elemental power to increase soil fertility.

Because of the Bloodied issue, the Gnoll Kingdom definitely cannot be attacked. If he rashly sends troops, there will definitely be a series of conspiracies and traps waiting for him to step into behind him.

In between cultivating water elemental power, Attilan also went to see Bloodied, asking him why he instructed the Half-Goats to develop his weak Atlantean kingdom towards the south.

Did he want to cause conflict between the druids and the Water Elf Kingdom?

As a result, Bloodied directly said, 'When did I meet that Half-Goat who is good at cooking, and in a Halfling town? I haven't been to a Halfling town at all.'

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He came from the human kingdom in the north, but first visited the Old Imp. The plan that Attilan knew about was either given by his evil thoughts when he was being controlled.

Or it was the mastermind pretending to be him who gave the plan.

In short, Bloodied believes there is a trap behind it.

At least until his problem is solved, it is best for the druids in the forest not to leave rashly, especially a Dragon Druid like Attilan, who looks very valuable to control at first glance.

Regardless of whether to attack the Gnoll Kingdom or occupy the large area of unclaimed land north of the Water Elf Kingdom, the first thing Attilan needs to solve is the food problem.

Although the war will be put on hold for a while, Attilan still bought a batch of equipment from the dwarves with food, but the five hundred sets of armored iron armor became three hundred sets.

There are still one hundred sets of minotaur iron disc breastplates.

Attilan exchanged the original two hundred sets of armored iron armor for various agricultural tools, such as pickaxes.

Although the pickaxe is used for farming, it can still be used on the battlefield, and it is considered an iron equipment for both military and civilian use. It is very practical and can also break armor.

Although it is not certain whether the gnolls, a bunch of poor ghosts, have iron armor.

Exchanging food for equipment, and the high-intensity reclamation work made Attilan's dependents very hungry. Even if there were 6,000 acres more of black beans, it still couldn't fill the stomachs of these vermin.

These black beans were planted at the wrong time, and the soil lacked fertility, because they were planted just after they were opened up, without fertilizer such as river silt, bone meal, or plant ash.

Or rather, there was not enough fertilizer at all. Even if the limited earth elemental spells to convert fertility were used, the yield was still less than 80 jin per mu on average.

For example, the Green Scale Town fishmen, who used to be naval infantry, were completely wiped out in a landing battle, even with various monster mages and shamans stirring up gales and rain.

They still lost to the human and dwarf armies with strict formations on land.

The reason why the centaurs were abandoned is precisely because in the gales and rain, the bows and arrows had no room to play at all. If there were no gales and rain, other tribes would not be able to land to support the centaurs.

So, after receiving the messenger from the old centaur, Old Blind Eye resolutely resigned from the overseer in charge of the ground forces, seeing that the number of young and middle-aged people in the tribe was constantly decreasing.

Although Thirstis is determined to defeat the last two stumbling blocks, facing east to Jieshi to watch the sea, he also summons and dismisses his dependents at will.

But he is not an evil dragon. What he emphasizes is a two-way commitment.

He can abandon these tribes, and the tribes can leave if they are not satisfied with his treatment.

Because he believes that the value of these tribes is only worth so much.

That's right, he personally judges the war potential of each tribe.

"Dragon King, I think you won't refuse my cousin's allegiance, right? Don't worry, I know you don't have enough food. This time, I will give half of the food exchanged for warhorses to my cousin and them."

Attilan twitched his lips. He promised the old centaur to double the profit from the warhorses. Even if he gave half of it, the remaining half could still maintain the tribe's needs.

Also getting this warhorse trade money, Attilan doesn't have to consider the food problem of these three hundred centaurs for a year, and they are good at making bows and arrows, which is exactly the talent Attilan needs.

It is really too difficult for fishmen, an aquatic race, and the rude centaur tribes in the desert to make high-quality bows and arrows.

Accepting these three hundred centaurs, the number of centaurs under Attilan's command successfully broke through one thousand.

The most important thing is that Old Blind Eye, despite being blind in one eye, is an excellent management talent. Whether it is the usual territory production or combat command, it can be handed over to him.

As for the fishman Fisher and the minotaur Lista, whom Attilan favors, let them follow Old Blind Eye to learn how to become a qualified commander.

Old Blind Eye also brought Attilan an excellent shock cavalry commander.

Old Blind Eye's son is over forty years old, but he still has a bad temper.

This is also a barbarian who likes to charge at the enemy with a long knife.

He is not good at strategy, but when executing specific cavalry charge missions, his natural sense can always find the weak points of the enemy army. Even the most rigorous phalanx of human soldiers has been broken through by him several times.

The skirmishers under Attilan's command do have the ability, but they don't have the experience of large-scale battles. Charging at the enemy is like headless flies scurrying around.

It is indeed very difficult to train them.

For the sake of Old Blind Eye and his son, these two talents, as well as other excellent basic combat and logistics soldiers, Attilan will not care about the old centaur propping him up and roasting him.

Old Blind Eye took over the management of these more than a thousand centaurs very normally. He had managed up to two thousand centaurs before, and there were no major problems.

The two brothers, the old centaur, take the elite route, and the old blind eye, the more the better.

From the results, the old centaur has won for the time being.

But it may not be the case in the future.

It's just that Old Blind Eye was recommended to Attilan by the old centaur. Old Blind Eye is afraid that he will not have the opportunity to compete fairly with his cousin again.

After fighting for a lifetime, Old Blind Eye is also tired. His greatest wish is to cultivate a suitable successor.

But compared to the stable and outstanding horse king of the old centaur tribe, his grumpy and impulsive son seems unpresentable.

He can only pin his hopes on his great-grandson. That's right, his grandson is also twenty years old, and he is also a grumpy person who likes to fight, but compared to his barbarian father, this guy has a little bit of brains.

He is not a barbarian, but a warrior, proficient in all the weapons used by the centaur tribe.

As for this talent, he is not in the tribe.

A snow-white little mare has hooked away his soul.

In the middle of the night, he secretly followed the wandering centaur tribe and left.

Now, he may have arrived at Frostflower Forest.

At that time, knowing that this heroic man could not be used for himself, Attilan was heartbroken.

Old Blind Eye's great-grandson is naturally not this little grandson who has been hooked away, but the son of the eldest grandson who died in battle. The eldest grandson is like him, brave and resourceful.

It's a pity that he died in the human conspiracy and was besieged and killed by the dwarf griffon knights.

The great-grandson lost his parents since he was a child and seemed very calm. Attilan could tell at a glance that he was a genius who was no less than Old Centaur's great-grandson.

Of course, he is not a druid, but a warrior!

It is said that warriors are not as good as mages, but conquering cities and territories still depends on warriors.

Just when Attilan was cultivating while waiting for the druids to deal with the problem of insufficient soil fertility, the Half-Goat found him in a panic.

"It's not good, Master Bloodied's wife has come to the door with her child!"

"His wife?"

The Half-Goat nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, I didn't expect his wife to be such a beautiful Half-Goat."

"Half-Goat? Why would she run to Green Scale Town to find Bloodied?"

The Half-Goat shook his head.

"She said that she couldn't find Bloodied, so she could only follow the guidance of the starlight to find the place where the person most likely to take her to find Bloodied would appear."

"Starlight, she's also an astrologer!"

Attilan returned to Green Scale Town with curiosity, thinking about what rhetoric he should use to appease her.

What really Attilan didn't expect was that Master Bloodied's wife was so beautiful, especially her temperament, pitiful, even more pitiful and gentle than the Snake Princess Ophelia.

No wonder Bloodied, this heartless guy, was melted, and even gave up Jaina, whom she had been chasing for hundreds of years, and chose to marry her.

Jaina's high-cold royal sister, domineering queen, or bear-like personality can be more easily eaten. Bloodied, who is equally arrogant, even if he and Jaina get together.

The ending of the two of them is likely to be a breakup.

On the contrary, this Tiefling with the temperament of a daughter of a noble family is the most suitable wife candidate for Bloodied.

That's right, Bloodied's wife is actually a Tiefling with devil blood. It's hard to imagine that adjectives such as gentle and daughter of a noble family would be used on a Tiefling with hot hell blood in her body.

Not simple!

Bloodied's wife is not a Half-Goat. Such a simple question, the Half-Goat would actually misjudge it. It's too disappointing for Attilan.

"The starlight told me that you are the one who can help me find him, Dragon, please, where is my husband now?"

"This Tiefling Madam, although the child next to you does have some of Master Bloodied's aura, and should be the Master's daughter, how can you prove that you are his wife?"

The Tiefling said slightly anxiously:

"You let him come to see me, he won't mistake his own wife, right."

Attilan shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Master Bloodied is in seclusion because he is reminiscing with old friends and has some insights. I think Madam, you don't want to ruin Master Bloodied's good opportunity to improve his level, right?"