Under the Red Dragon

"If you have any ideas, speak them out. There is no need to be concerned," said the blue dragon Akxz, as he saw the concerns of these officials, and then spoke.

"I believe that we can forcibly requisition the ships docked in the harbor and the private armed forces of the caravans, modify the ships during this period, train the soldiers' maritime combat capabilities, and then cooperate with the dragon and wyvern legions to resist the orcs outside the territory."

An old official stood up, spitting and said: "Even if these orcish fleets have strong naval power, they can rely on these forces and the wyvern battle group to contain them, and then the dragons can sink their ships through the seabed."

"The king should not move lightly. How can the ruling lord appear on the battlefield at the first moment at the risk of danger?"

Another official stood up, staring and refuting the opinions of his colleagues, "What's more, there is an unknown number, but certainly a huge group ofSahuagin . If the dragons are damaged, it will be a huge blow to morale. To go to the battlefield must be a time to decide the outcome."

"Moreover, in such a hasty time, it is impossible to modify all the ships. Those armed forces that are forcibly requisitioned are afraid that they will run away as soon as they go to the battlefield."

"Then tell me, what should we do?" The old official's neck turned red.

"Forcibly requisition the ships, and then use these ships to block the harbor and set them on fire, in order to delay the orc kingdom's attack time, and at the same time conscript the armed forces to strengthen the city defenses."

Another official said loudly: "These orcs have come from afar and must have little supplies. Delay the time and send out the wyvern legions to cut off their supply lines."

"Even if they can catch sea fish, they will not last long. And other suitable ports for landing are thousands of miles away. If they cannot get supplies, they will inevitably collapse on their own. At that time, the powerful dragon lords can be dispatched to destroy them."

An official joined the battlefield of debate, so the two-person debate turned into a melee, with tit-for-tat arguments. The discussion turned into a dispute, and the dispute turned into a competition of voices. Soon the vast hall was turned into a lively market by the noisy voices of these officials.

These people argued endlessly. Once they got carried away, they didn't even care about the noble dragon lords next to them. Some slapping the table, some pulling sleeves, and they didn't have the slightest appearance of official etiquette.

And a young scholar-dressed official was sitting quietly in the corner, carefully tasting the lukewarm red tea in his hand, while listening to the analysis of the arguments of these officials, occasionally secretly glancing at the reactions of several silent dragon lords with his peripheral vision.

The patience of several dragon lords was gradually worn away, and they could no longer suppress the anger of the dragons being disturbed by the arguing voices of these officials, letting out a low roar.

"Quiet," the blue dragon Akxz endured the urge to turn these noisy humans into coke with a mouthful of dragon breath. Even if he could control the influence of his dragon blood, at the root, these dragon lords were still evil dragon by nature, impatient and easily irritable.

"If you continue to argue, I will throw you into the arena. Whoever can win the final victory, I will adopt their opinion," subtle lightning flashed through the pupils of the blue dragon. He felt for the first time that Caron might be a little too appreciative of these people.

At this time, the young official with black hair and black eyes sitting in the corner quietly put down the cup in his hand and raised his hand to apply for speaking.

The blue dragon Akxz spewed out two thick sea sand breaths from his nostrils, then took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to say? Say it!"

"Honorable dragon lords," the young official with black hair and black eyes stood up, first saluted to the dragons, and then organized his language, slowly speaking.

"The plans of my colleagues just now are actually complete enough. I will summarize and propose some small changes on this basis, hoping to get the correction of the lords."

The young official with black hair and black eyes coughed softly, and saw the maids standing beside the dragon lords begin to prepare to record his plan, and then speaking.

"First, forcibly conscript all ships, block the landing harbor, and when the army of the orc kingdom arrives, burn them all to delay the offensive rhythm and time of the orc army."

"At the same time, send out the wyvern legion to go around the back and cut off the supply line of the orc army, and carry out hit-and-run attacks in the rear. At the same time, disperse the sea fish in the nearby sea area, making it difficult for them to replenish food in the offshore, clear the fields."

"Secondly, during this period, a declaration of war and war mobilization should be issued to the residents of all towns and villages, conscripting soldiers, and building barbican inside the Golden City,"

"Evacuate all the residents in the city, take away all the food and weapons, and according to the original plan, gather the scattered villages into towns to defend against the scattered orcs in the future."

"Because the ships in the harbor will not delay for long, at most three to five days, and the walls of the Golden City are within the effective range of the Orc Kingdom's fleet and cannot resist the shelling of the Orc Kingdom."

"But the orcs will eventually need to land ashore. We can wait until they step into the breached city wall and have not completely landed before taking the initiative to attack. The threat of their artillery fire and ballistae will be greatly reduced, unless they are crazy, then we can also retreat into the barbican in time."

The young official spoke eloquently, exuding confidence. He suddenly bowed to several dragon lords and solemnly said: "Next, is the most important link, which requires abandoning the entire Golden City in exchange for at least 20,000 orc kingdom troops."

The faces of all the officials changed, and even the scales between the eyebrows of several dragon lords wrinkled. As the most important trading port of the current dragon territory, the Golden City is the largest source of wealth in the dragon territory. It is especially difficult to let these officials and dragons abandon the entire Golden Land.

Several dragon lords were silent, and the blue dragon Akxz was thinking about what Caron would do in this situation.

"Akxz," the ocean dragon Nakson turned to look at the blue dragon, a little worried. Even this intelligent dragon species would find it difficult to decide. After all, dragons are especially greedy. Letting them give up the entire Golden City is equivalent to giving up a lot of wealth. After all, many things are difficult to evacuate.

"It's just a city. We can rebuild it. Are these inanimate things more important than loyal subordinates and wealth-creating people? Just say it, I will take the responsibility,"

The blue dragon Akxz's eyes lit up, and he made a decision.

The young official received a reply, straightened his back, and spoke out his plan. From time to time, officials nodded and agreed in a low voice.

"So, after those orcs and fishmen land, the great numerical advantage will inevitably make it difficult for the barbican to defend for long. We will not waste the lives of the warriors who are loyal to the dragons in vain. So if this plan succeeds, it can at least cause the orcs to lose 10,000 to 20,000 warriors, greatly affecting their attacking morale."

"Then they got a ruin. They will inevitably not be able to hold in place and must take the initiative to launch an attack. Time is our friend. We only need to heavily defend at the passes where the forest leads to various places, fight and retreat, and when they decline, it will be time to decide the outcome in one battle."

"And the plain in front of the King's Capital is the final graveyard to bury them!"

The young official with black hair and black eyes turned his gaze to several battle-spirited battle group leaders and smiled: "Orcs are indeed natural warriors, but the dragon's warriors are even more powerful!"

The bronze dragon Alina lowered her head quietly and asked the head maid Charlize next to her: "Who is this young man? He is very wise and courageous and should be promoted!"

Although the bronze dragon has been supervising the territory for several months, the proud dragon will not easily remember a person's name. In the eyes of these dragons, all subordinates are just another form of tool.

"He is the scholar ranked thirty-seventh on the list of candidates for the Kings of Knowledge..."

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The boundless sea is vast and endless, and the continuous sails are like a forest, casting large shadows on the sea. The billowing sails even overwhelm the sound of countless ships cutting through the waves.

And in the sea under these shadows, there are densely packed sharks swimming, like the guides and guardians of the ships, cutting through the waves in the sea, mighty.

A warship with a length of more than one hundred meters hoisted its sails, directly towards the distance surrounded by the fleet.

A row of heavy artillery and dragon-hunting ballistae with magical effects in the sunlight flashing a different kind of coldness. A tall, bare-chested orc put his hand on these terrifying weapons and smiled at the equally tallSahuagin prince.

"We only need the territory, the rich Golden City, and all the wealth belongs to you fishmen," the tall orc said with a smile.

"That's good. We fishmen are not interested in the territory on the shore, but summoning the incarnation of the Shark God requires a lot of wealth and flesh and blood sacrifices,"

The fishman prince's six arms waved, and his Common language was not fluent.

"It seems that we are almost there. I have already seen the traces of the wyverns," the tall orc looked at the high sky in the distance, and several wyverns were looming in the clouds.

"I really hope that those dragons rely on their own strength to try to stop the advance of the army,"

The orc sighed: "I really want to try to become an honorary warrior with the title of dragonslayer!"