Soon, the allies of the countries in Chakalo Harbor knew about the commander, His Excellency Alexei Yahan, and had another pet, a white eagle that was quite a miraculous horse.

The white eagle usually followed the commander step by step - yes, it walked upright like a man, it seemed to have no desire to fly in the sky, and it looked cute......

The popularity of this white eagle in the port of Chakalo is skyrocketing. Many of the soldiers, after passing by and saluting His Excellency the Commander, wanted to feed it some black bread crumbs...... It's just that without exception, they all got the cold reception of the white eagle.

Only Master Catherine had roughly guessed the origin of the white eagle, and of course she wouldn't say anything more.

Every evening, the routine military operations meeting began.

Ahan followed the white eagle Yiyi, and walked into the conference room with one last step.

In the conference room, the leaders of the allied forces of various countries were already seated. When they saw Ahan enter, they all saluted in the manner of their respective countries and ethnic groups.

The white eagle behind Yahan was ignored, but these high-level figures didn't know that there was a pair of eyes that were looking at each of them through the shared vision with the white eagle.

As soon as he sat down, someone spoke:

"Your Excellency Commander, I heard that you went to the outer islands alone today?"

The one who spoke was an elf with long dark green hair and pointed ears, and she was dressed in a white robe with silver threads hanging from many small pearls, which made a tinkling sound at the slightest movement, crisp and pleasant.

"Yes, Lady Dorothea Goldleaf. ”

Dorothea, the female elf, said, "Your Excellency the Commander should also pay attention to your own safety, and if you want to sail in the future, let us know in advance." ”

"Okay. "Elves are known for their good faces, and Ahan doesn't want to dwell on such trivial matters. He coughed lightly:

"Now, let's get down to business. How to deal with the snake people in the Bonus Sea, do you have any good solutions?"

A burly man, a head taller than Yahan, spoke in a loud and deafening voice: "Basaka can't think of any good way." If only the snake people dared to come to Chakalo, Basaka would smash them all into meat sauce!"

The strong man had long hair and strong pectoral muscles, and only half of his chest was covered by animal skins, and his lower body was wrapped around an animal skin skirt, and his feet were bare. Where you sit, you feel like a beast of prey, ready to choose someone to devour.

Opposite, a man wearing a peaked top hat and a mink coat snorted and spat out three words "barbarian" in his mouth.

"What did you say?" the barbarian Basaka's voice was simply deafening. Dorothea, the female elf next to her, even covered her ears exaggeratedly......

"Did I say anything?" said the man in the top hat, spreading his hands.

"Captain Basaka, keep your voice down. Ahan said.

The barbarian Basaka seemed to be more respectful of Ahan, grunted in his throat, and said no more.

Ahan looked at the man in the top hat, "Mr. Felix Friedheim, quartermaster, what do you think?"

The man in the top hat, Quartermaster Felix, shrugged his shoulders: "What can I think of? I just know that the snake people are all at the bottom of the sea, and we can't find those who deserve to go to hell! If they want to, they can sleep in the sea, and if they are hungry, they can catch some fish and shrimp." But the coalition forces can't go on like this—so many troops, so many warships, and the daily consumption of military rations is astronomical!"

When!

The hammer fell on the table. The crowd followed the sound and saw a man who was only half the height of an adult man, but with a horizontal development, short and stocky like an anvil, standing on a wooden bench. Under the thick beard, a rough voice sounded: "This is a combat meeting, you shouldn't let the cunning Cardinos come here!"

This is a dwarf from the dwarven kingdom of Torin in the southwest of the continent, named Ponga Greybeard.

"I can't pretend I don't hear this," Quartermaster Felix sneered, "Without our Cardino, the human allies of the Bonus Islands would have gone to drink the Northwest Wind long ago!"

On the other side, a knight shrouded in Mithril armor snorted softly and did not speak. This man was a representative of the knightly kingdom of Artoria, named Harold.

The knightly kingdom of Artoria, like the kingdom of Camelot, is located in the middle of the continent, but in the north, less affected by the scourge of rising seas.

The Kingdom of Altoria pursued a policy of "glorious isolation" and maintained a neutral attitude towards the surrounding countries, which was quite outstanding. In fact, the kingdom of Artoria looked down on both the barbarians of the north and the orc tribes of the northwest, despised the mercenary motives of the Carcino merchants, and dismissed Camelot's magic as a miracle......

The topic returns to the choice of quartermaster.

Since the Bonus Islands are located on the territory of Cardino, it is quite normal for the Republic of Cardino to be in charge of the logistics of the Allied forces.

Even if the quartermaster Felix is unhappy, he cannot be replaced, otherwise it will be much more expensive to transport military supplies from other countries. Moreover, the man in the top hat named Felix, who had a great position in the Republic of Cardino, would be even more troublesome if he were angry and stumbling a little bit on the Allied grain routes.

Cardino's neighbors and this merchant country did not have a good relationship, and of course it would not make the quartermaster Felix arrogant, and the dwarf Ponga Greybeard immediately made sarcastic remarks, and the allied armies of various countries gathered in the waters of Bonus, all for the safety of Cardino. As a landlord, Cardino actually had to buy food and salary at military expense, and the desire for profit was already in his bones.

There was a commotion in the conference room, the strong leaders from all countries, you and I said a word, and the topic had long deviated from the theme of how to deal with snake people.

"Enough. ”

Ahan slammed the table.

The psionic particles fluctuated and spread, and an awe-inspiring power spread, instantly making everyone in the conference room shut their mouths.

"It seems that there is nothing good to be done...... I have a plan. ”

Several pairs of eyes looked at Ahan.

"We're going to lure the snake people to fight on land," Ahan paused, walked to the battle map, and gestured, "Look here, this island is called Axon Island, and the seabed around the island is low and flat, with a vast area of shallow water, less than a meter deep...... The snake man's ghost ship has no way to work, and can only fight us in a dignified battle. ”

"Good place, the question is, how do we get the snake people to come over obediently?" said Quartermaster Felix with a shrug, "they're not domestic dogs that will come by at the first whistle, but a bunch of disobedient wild dogs!"