"Zambit, aren't you ready to cross the river?" Alfie asked, not believing that the Alien Alliance had no intention of attacking the other side for thousands of years. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"At least never in my memory. It's nice for us to be prepared for an attack on the other side. "Zambit pointed to a watchtower not far away, and there is a daily guard, and if there is any movement on the other side, the horn of assembly will be sounded immediately, and the people of the various tribes will assemble in an hour." Watchtowers like that, one every five kilometers, are guarded by different tribes. ”

The different tribes were on duty, as if some thought crossed Elfie's mind, but Alfie didn't catch it.

"With such a clear geographical advantage, why don't you take full advantage of it?" asked Rebecca, who asked with a pale face, and it was unbelievable that she would give up an attack when she thought she had the advantage.

"A long, long time ago, we organized an offensive, and with the help of the Aqua Tribe, we reached the opposite shore, but there we were met with stubborn resistance from humans. After all, in absolute numbers, the humans on the other side are several times larger than us. The result of that battle was a lose-lose situation. Even though we had succeeded in establishing a bridgehead on the other side, we were repelled by the human sea tactics. Zambit said with great fascination. He only hated himself for being a few years late and not catching up with that big war.

In the hearts of the great troll warriors, only the establishment of meritorious deeds on the battlefield is the mission and destination of a warrior.

"How many humans are on the other side?" Alfie asked.

"Probably hundreds of thousands. Zambit's answer surprised Alfie.

"So many? As far as I know, less than a hundred prisoners are exiled from the Wall of Sighs each year in the Empire. Alfie exclaimed exaggeratedly. This is also a big reason why the Empire has not paid attention to the prisoners outside the Wall of Sighs, and it seems to them that the little one can't make much waves.

"You're underestimating the speed at which your kind can reproduce. Zambit glanced at Alfie with dissatisfaction and said sarcastically. In his opinion, if it weren't for the human being's ability to reproduce like Xiaoqiang, it would have been wiped out at the time of the Great War of the Ten Thousand Races.

In fact, it was the great war that Zambit was talking about, on the surface it seemed that both the human race and the alien race were defeated, and neither one was victorious, but in fact the alien race was greatly damaged by it, and they did not recover for a long time due to their low reproductive ability, but on the contrary, the human race on the other side of the river recovered at an alarming rate, and now it is more prosperous than before the last war.

"These hundreds of thousands of people are all thieves?" Alfie's voice began to change tone, so many people that a single spit was enough to drown him.

"What do you think? It would be nice to be half of the combat power. Rebecca gave Alfie a blank look, she was more concerned about the other message revealed by Zambit's words just now: "You said you crossed the river with the help of the water tribe last time?"

"That's right, the Aqua can drive away a kind of demonic beast in the water, and it was those demonic beasts that carried our warriors across the river last time. Although he didn't catch up with the last big war, Zambit inquired about every detail of that big war very clearly.

"Then can't we let those monsters carry us across the river this time?" Rebecca snapped her fingers.

"I'm afraid it's difficult, the water tribe and the water monster also suffered heavy losses in that war, so far we don't know how far they have recovered, after all, the water monster grows much slower than the land monster. Zambit said uncertainly. Since the last war, it has been a long time since the Water Tribes have responded to the calls of other alien races, and they have obviously been hurt a lot.

"What then, are we going to swim over?" Rebecca's face began to turn pale again.

"Maybe we can build a boat?" suggested Zambit, who had built a number of canoes at the direction of others to travel through the tributaries of the Ambunar River, carrying messages and goods between tribes.

"Shipbuilding?" Rebecca's every word seemed like she had been salted in the water of doubt for half a year, and she felt that Zambit's suggestion was too unreliable. If it were that easy to build a ship, she didn't believe the troll tribe wouldn't build a few to spare.

"How long will it take?" Alfie quickly grasped the crux of the matter, and if it took three or five years, it would be better for them to dismiss the idea completely.

"It's the kind of canoe that can be built in a day with the help of the people. Zambit's extremely serious answer made Alfie pat her head in frustration.

"Can that kind of canoe cross such a rough river? and it still crosses!" Alfie really wanted to pick out Zambit's head to see how this guy's brain grew, it was a joke with life.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Zambit was very energetic, and as long as he could hold something that could float on the water, he had the confidence to swim to the other side. He had enough stamina to cross more than a dozen kilometers of the river. Therefore, whether the ship is a ship or not is a question that these two human beings should consider.

"I think it's better to forget it. I'm afraid that the canoe will be overturned by the waves as soon as it gets out of the water. Finally getting a decent outfit from the troll tribe, Rebecca, who had just gotten rid of her savage outfit, objected. Unless there is a foolproof method, she resolutely refuses to go into the water.

"Then figure it out for yourselves. Zambit was helpless, he really couldn't think of any other way.

"Do you have any great ideas?" asked Rebecca, kicking Alfie, who was holding the note. She was very puzzled by Alfie's behavior of not thinking about it well, but taking out notes and writing and drawing.

"I think we can make a new gadget to cross the river ourselves. Alfie closed the demon note and smiled mysteriously.

"New thing?" Zambit and Rebecca had a bunch of question marks popping up in their heads, not knowing what the good-for-nothing looking bard's mouth was.

"Zambit, this requires some help from your tribe, I guess there should be no problem, right?" Alfie walked over to the edge of the cliff and dipped her finger in the air, feeling the direction of the wind, "This is the right direction." ”

"It depends on what you need, if you ask us to prepare a big ship for you, we can't do it. Zambit told a not-so-funny joke.

"My request is simple, I need some sturdy cloth and rope, and some bamboo poles, if not, I can use straightened sticks, this is not difficult, right?" Alfie asked with great interest.

"What the hell is this guy trying to do?" Rebecca and Zambit are puzzled by Alfie's needs.