Chapter 75 Red Dragon's AmbitionCassius lay lazily in the cave, observing the hard-working players in Batto with the help of Rumple's magic mirror. "Keep working hard, my dear leeks." In just one month, the originally simple city of Batto has taken on a whole new look. The city walls have become 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 a coincidence that I went to eat steamed buns, Singo, Xia Ye Qiu Yu and Tian Sheng Zhan Kuang were able to receive the mysterious invitation letter, but it was deliberately arranged by him. These people have their own traffic in the gaming circle. Once they discover the purpose of camp contributions, the entire player community will pay attention to it. For example, now, although Singo has not released any strategy information, some of his loyal followers have begun to suspect the usefulness of faction contributions after analysis, and have tried to accumulate faction contributions. I believe that soon those big guilds will also start to grab contribution tasks. By then, Cassius's mission of getting something for nothing would be considered a great success. After that, he had to take another drastic measure - the faction position system, which would allow players to obtain certain positions in the city based on their faction contributions, such as inspectors, tax collectors, judges, investigators, and even allow them to become mayors or even town governors after conquering human cities in the future. As for the salary, it is of course mainly based on camp contribution, supplemented by money. It allows players to reap the pleasure of power while allowing Cassius to enjoy the pleasure of having someone work for him for free. This is a true win-win policy.
I believe players will 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-veined hobgoblin has become increasingly sophisticated, commanding tens of thousands of goblin creatures and being familiar with all military affairs within the Burning Embers Nest. "Master, the Wolf Riders recently discovered traces of the Eagle Guards at the border of Storm Peak." Cassius' golden eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh? Hasn't it been a long time since they came to provoke me?" Doro continued, "While you were asleep, we took in a dozen pure-blooded snakemen and sent them to North Wind Castle to gather intelligence." "It's a good decision, but snake teeth are poisonous." "Don't trust them completely. It's better to treat them as tools that can be discarded at any time." Cassius said meaningfully. The Snake People always plot to replace and dominate other races, and then proclaim themselves gods. Pure-blooded snake people are the lowest level of snake society. They look very similar to humans, but cannot pass the strict scrutiny of humans. Because they always reveal some natural features, such as scaly skin, snake-like eyes, sharp snake teeth or forked tongues. They wear cloaks and hoods, disguise themselves as humans and infiltrate civilizations to gather intelligence, kidnap prisoners for interrogation and sacrifice, or even make deals with others to further their endless machinations. "As you command, Master, this is what we do." Doro continued. "Recently, these pure-blooded snakemen seem to have received news that the Rackman family is going to 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. The target of their three-sided encirclement is likely to be us - the 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 true experience and proof of blood and fire." Cassius slowly stood up, looking down at Doro with his golden eyes: "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, short-sighted humans realize how powerful you are." "Rump, what do you think?" Cassius looked at the magic mirror. These mirrors were naturally connected to Rump's "Mage Tower". They followed the will of the red dragon and would only be opened when he needed them.
Trump's ugly and ferocious face appeared in the mirror. He put on his gold-framed 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 the number of kobolds has reached 10,341. If we don't carry out a continuous, large-scale war, our food supply will not be able to fill the stomachs of these guys." Trump deliberately pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and said casually, "And relying on the crude, even primitive breeding system led by Doro, it can only make up a small part." Faced with Trump's intentional or unintentional sarcasm, Dolo's already red face suddenly turned redder, but because the red dragon was nearby, he did not dare to attack. Cassius ignored the intrigues between the two and just asked: "How long will it take for their so-called 'coalition' to be assembled?" Duo Luo quickly replied: "The Dukes of the Northern Countries do not have complete control over their lords. These humans shirk responsibility, wrangling for power and profit, and their efficiency is very slow. It will take at least three months to put together 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 war?" Doro's expression revealed great excitement. Creatures like the earth elves were born with a love of war, which meant that most of them did not live to see their natural death. After obtaining the blood of the red dragon, his brutality and desire for blood and fire became even stronger. "Doro, don't be anxious. Let those snakemen keep an eye on the situation of the Northern Alliance Army, and let your troops make all preparations for war. You should know more about weapons, drills, and tactics than I do." "After all... you've been looking forward to this for a long time, haven't you?" "Yes, Master." Dolo quickly knelt on one knee, white smoke coming out of his big red nose with excitement. He seemed to have imagined the scene of the enemy's blood smeared on his claws. "Trumpe, start preparing the logistics and use the magic you've been working on over the years." "Yes, Master." “Since they want war, let’s give them war. "It's just that it's not up to them to decide when it will end." The two family members received the order and went back to work. The hobgoblin soldiers began to sharpen their long-unused weapons and armor, conduct pre-war drills, and hold tactical discussions. The ogres cheered for the upcoming war, and after learning that they could use the enemy's corpses as rations, their morale became even higher and they celebrated around the bonfire. The goblins sent the food deep into the Dragon Valley, where it was stored for use in war. The dog-headed people began to make simple weapons such as stone ropes, bows and arrows. The red dragon stood at the highest point of the valley, looking down at its busy followers, its golden pupils seeming to reflect the blazing flames. "It's time to put this massive war machine into motion." There are still three months until the war. (End of this chapter)