Chapter 362: Abandoning the Dwarves
"Shall we send someone to reconnoiter first, lest we be ambushed!" said the adjutant.
"This is noteworthy, then you can arrange for a small force to go to reconnoitre. The Cyclops General said: "The others should prepare immediately, and try to carry as much food as possible, no, they should take away all the food, and everything that can be eaten, and other supplies can be brought less." ”
"However, with so many troops, if you want to march quickly, you need a large number of mages to bless the state. The dwarven warrior said in embarrassment: "But our mages are not many, and we must also provide water for the army, I'm afraid we don't have too much magic to cast acceleration spells." ”
"Alas!" the cyclops general sighed helplessly and said, "Then let's go slowly, anyway, the territory closest to us is only 10,000 li, and it should be almost there after walking for more than ten days." ”
"Huh?" the Troll Warrior said in surprise, "If we have to walk for so long, our food may be in crisis!"
"There will be some tribes of wild creatures on the way that have the food we need. The cyclops general said coldly.
When they heard this, everyone understood what he meant, and it was obvious that he was planning to rob the poor tribe of wild monsters.
You must know that those wild monster tribes are actually vassals of the lord of this place, and they pay taxes and various materials on time to obtain the lord's protection.
And now they're going to be taken away from all their food by General Cyclops even after paying the protection money, which is a bit too much.
Once the news spreads, I am afraid that all the wild tribes will be separated from the lord, and may even rebel.
However, none of those present spoke out against it.
Because they knew that the Cyclops General had been cornered, and if he didn't rob the wild monster tribes, he would starve his men to death.
Obviously, the Cyclops General would prefer to keep his men, so the monsters would have to die!
Soon, the whole city was busy, everyone started to pack their gear, and all the vehicles in the city were pulled out loaded with mountains of food.
In addition, they were forced to wear a huge fountain altar, which was the source of life for all people, and only through it could the mages be able to create enough clear water for the entire army.
Obviously, the safety of this thing is related to the life and death of the entire army.
Once this thing is broken again, at least half of these more than 200,000 people will die of thirst.
The cyclops general, just in case, sent heavy troops to protect him, and even he himself was inseparable.
Due to the urgency of time, the cyclops general desperately urged his men, and the dwarven slaves couldn't stop running.
Even so, it took several hours for the entire army to be officially launched.
At this time, the scouts sent out by the adjutant also came back to report that they had only seen some scattered small units, and had not seen a large group of men.
When the cyclops general heard this, his brow furrowed deeply, obviously worried that someone was ambushing him.
The adjutant then said, "General, I'm afraid those guys are unkind and may ambush us halfway!"
"Then we must also leave, we can only wait for death, and if we fight, we can at least die a more glorious death!" After the cyclops general finished speaking, he left the main city with his troops without hesitation.
However, what had worried the Cyclops General never happened, and they walked for several days without seeing any ambushes.
On the contrary, he took the opportunity to destroy several wild monster tribes, not only grabbed a lot of food, but also replenished a large amount of water in a waterhole.
In doing so, they can unleash the mage's magic and allow them to perform acceleration spells on the entire army.
The cyclops general and the others felt that their luck seemed to have improved, and they all became extremely excited, and hurriedly urged the troops to continue the march and strive to reach their destination as soon as possible.
Finally, after a few more days, with the help of the mages' acceleration techniques, the tired army finally reached its destination, a territory belonging to its lord.
Although there is not a large amount of food and water here, there is a precious teleportation array, and you can teleport over any material you want when the time comes.
And the army doesn't need to travel long distances, and can go where they need to go with the help of the teleportation array.
However, when the cyclops general came to the territory with a large army, he was shocked to find that it had been razed to the ground.
In fact, there were not many buildings in this place, not even a city wall, only more than 20 troll warriors were stationed, plus some dwarven slaves, which can be regarded as a teleportation array and magic pool guarding this place.
They built dozens of houses, some of which were warehouses.
But now, the houses were in ruins by the horrific explosions, and the Cyclops General could tell at a glance that it was supposed to be the damage caused by the 250 heavy guns.
After all, he had seen such a heavy artillery attack a few days ago.
After seeing this, the Cyclops General was dumbfounded.
Not only him, but even the adjutants, as well as all the servicemen, were in a state of despair.
In order to hurry up, they didn't even have time to collect supplies on the road, and using spells to hurry, they needed to replenish a lot of nutrients, and the consumption of food was doubled.
So much so that when they arrived here, they had three days' rations left.
And this little bit of food can't support them to go to the next territory.
At this time, the cyclops general quietly called the adjutant and whispered, "Let everyone prepare, it's time for a backup plan." ”
"Ah!" the adjutant exclaimed in a low voice, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, but finally he said, "Yes, my lord!"
After saying that, the adjutant left in a hurry.
And the cyclops general had to gather the leaders of the various races together and said, "Don't worry, in fact, we still have a chance, because I know that within two days' journey, there is a very large tribe of wild monsters, there are tens of thousands of people, and they should have enough food stored there to feed us for ten days and half a month." ”
"Really?" said a troll warrior with a frown, "As far as I know, the wild monster tribe is very poor, and the surplus food at home can last more than a month, even if it is very good, how can it be prepared to feed an army of 200,000 for ten days?"
"yes, don't take us for fools, that's impossible!" said one of the dwarven warriors.
"Hehe!" the cyclops general smiled unhurriedly, "This is very likely, because that wild monster tribe is a centaur!"
"Huh?" Hearing this, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and they immediately knew what the cyclops general meant.
The cyclops general didn't actually want other people's food, but the centaur, because in his opinion, the centaur itself was food.
Adult centaurs weigh one ton, and more than 10,000 centaurs have at least several thousand tons of meat.
In addition, the centaurs did store a large amount of food, which added up to almost enough to feed the Cyclops General's subordinates for a full ten days.
After thinking about this, everyone loudly praised the Cyclops general for his wisdom and determination, and then everyone dispersed satisfied.
Since everyone was tired of the day's journey, the cyclops general ordered everyone to have a full meal, a good night's rest, and the next day.
However, when the tired dwarves woke up with hunger, they were shocked to find that only the dwarves were left lying on the ground.
The camp of trolls and cyclops in the distance has long been empty, and of course, there is also a large amount of food, or all of it, that has also disappeared.
If 200,000 people eat food for three days, if only 10,000 people are supplied, then they can eat for a long time.
However, the trolls and cyclops are pot-bellied, and they eat more than the dwarves, so in general, after taking this batch of food, it is enough for them to eat for seven or eight days.
But they had the help of a mage, enough to rush to the next territory in these seven or eight days.
In other words, at the critical moment, the cyclops general chose to escape with a broken tail, throwing all the dwarven slaves here as a burden, while he himself escaped with the elite trolls and cyclops.
As a result, the army of nearly 200,000 dwarves was instantly filled with despair, and all of them cursed the cyclops general in the most vicious language.
Without food, or even water, how long can these 200,000 people live?
And just when they were in despair, suddenly, a beautiful alchemy carriage flew in the distance.
The soft light was full of hope for life, as if a traveler in a desperate situation had finally found a pot of water.
Everyone subconsciously felt that the person who came seemed to be their last chance of life.
Soon, the alchemy carriage hovered above the army, and the window of the carriage suddenly opened, and an ugly dog's head emerged from inside.
Although this ugly face full of folds and only one eye made people look so uncomfortable, what he said made everyone present excited.
I saw the old kobold smile and said to them: "Poor abandoned children, do you want to live?"
"Yes!" shouted almost everyone.
"Very good!" said the old dog man with a smile, "as long as you believe in a great master and swear to fight for him, then you will be redeemed!
"Will he give us water?"
"Will he give us food?"
"Will he take revenge on us?" the dwarves asked.
The old kobold said solemnly, "I swear to you with my soul that as long as you believe in my lord, Emperor Shakti, you will immediately get food and water, and you will have the opportunity to take revenge with your own hands in the future!"
After speaking, the old kobold opened a magic scroll, and the next moment, a divine angel virtual image appeared above everyone's heads, hundreds of meters high, extremely majestic.
Look at that face, he is the Emperor of Shakti!
(End of chapter)