Chapter 588 587 The kings of the Brass Fortress argued for 'not eating fish'
Chapter 588 587. The Kings of the Brass Fortress - Additional update for the brothers "Little Rag who doesn't eat fish" [2930]
Just as the Jackals formed a joint force for the battle, similar things were happening in the Brass Fortress.
This is not to say that some wise man appeared in this dwarf city and predicted the main battlefield of this black disaster in advance. It was simply because an outsider with a special identity caused some unexpected waves here.
The Brass Fortress is not only a military fortress used by the dwarves to defend the Dark Mountains, it is also the main city of the Brass Dwarves.
According to the rough naming style of the dwarves, it would be more appropriate to call this place the Brass Fort, but considering the important military mission it shoulders, calling it a fortress would better highlight its importance.
Murphy had seen this mountain fortress from afar when he went to Hungry Mountain before. It was like a wall blocking the distance between the Dark Mountains and the Genoa Peninsula, blocking the possibility of the Black Disaster spreading.
Although this road is not the only road from the Dark Mountains to the peninsula, there are many small roads that can cross the mountains besides it. Tris walked through those small roads when she roamed the world, but since it is called a small road, it is definitely not suitable for large-scale
's march.
"In the first four black disasters, small groups of gnolls followed the mountain road and tried to penetrate into the peninsula to cause some damage. However, the dwarves also built other small fortresses in this mountain. They made full use of the dwarves' nature, and in
With the blessing of Mother Earth, the mountain became a place of protection.
As far as I know, the halflings of Port Shardau have another name for the Brass Fortress, and they exaggerately call it the 'Protector'."
In a guard tower at the highest point of the Brass Fortress, Lord Paying, who was wearing a long robe and a bloody cloak, slowly introduced the building at his feet to the people around him.
The highest point of the Brass Fortress group is over two thousand meters above sea level. From here, you can see the snow-capped peaks in all directions. The temperature here is naturally much lower than that of the plains, and is even higher than what we are experiencing at this time.
It was the second snowfall of the year and it was even colder in Transia.
Next to Lord Paying, Hogg, who was wearing a hood to cover his body, was shivering from the cold.
But it did not dare to show any disgraceful behavior in front of the Lord.
Your Excellency "Wise Wolf" knows very well that the only reason why he can enter the dwarves' fortress openly without being hacked to death is because of the protection of the Lord next to him.
When Lord Paying introduced the characteristics of the Brass Fortress, Hogg shook his body to warm himself up, sneezed and said:
"This fortress is very powerful, almost like a creation of the gods, but it seems a bit dangerous."
"Of course it's dangerous."
The Lord, who was very artistic and let his long black hair shawl, shook his head and said:
"Danger means power, and power can be used to do many things, save or restore many things."
"No, no, no, Your Majesty, the danger I am talking about does not refer to the fortress itself."
Hog gasped and shook his body as he explained:
"If the Genoa Peninsula is protected only by this mountain, then once the Brass Fortress is breached, doesn't it mean that the prosperous peninsula is no longer safe to defend? It will become a plundered hell overnight, and I heard
It is said that halflings are a group of pacifists, and they do not have the basic understanding of war.
This is terrible, Lord.
Halflings have not experienced the scourge of the Four Black Disasters. Their understanding of gnolls comes from stories and history. Once things go to the worst, the halflings may even be wiped out.
I never doubted the zeal of my cruel countrymen in this matter."
"Well, that's true."
Lord Paying nodded.
His profound eyes looked at the looming outline of the peninsula in the distance. After a few seconds, he said:
"They are like protected flowers, bright and delicate, with no basic understanding of the cruelty of the world. Halflings feel that as long as they can continue to produce weapons to support other races threatened by war, they can enjoy peace.
For example, the halfling steam lords are not interested at all in the important matter we came here to decide.
They may understand its importance, but unfortunately, the little men obviously don't think that the evil god born in the distance will affect them."
"This is not a bad thing, Lord."
Hogg looked around and whispered:
"That means you have no responsibility to them once things start to go wrong.
If they don’t want to give, they will naturally not get anything in return. When they are beaten and cry, they will take the initiative to beg you, and then they will become sensible. It is better than your earnest persuasion and being treated as a nonsense joke.
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The kindness of noble people is heavy and precious, and if they don’t know how to cherish it, they have to bear the price themselves.”
This consolation and hidden flattery made Lord Paying burst into laughter.
Obviously, the thousand-year-old vampire lord never thought that one day he would be comforted by a jackal. He shook his head and took out a pocket watch that was so exquisite that it could never be the style of this era. After confirming the time, the lord
The Lord turned back to Hogg and said:
"Let's go. The kings' communication should be set up. Do you still remember what I emphasized to you these days? I can only provide you with a platform for today's conversation. You have to convince those wavering leaders on your own.
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Just because they trust me doesn't mean they trust you.
It's going to be hard, Hogg, and you might need a few tough conversations to convince them."
"No, Lord, it is not difficult."
Hogg followed the Lord, and thoughtfully helped the Lord lift the tail of the scarlet cloak to prevent the delicate thing from being stained with dust. It walked forward in the attitude of a servant and said:
"I learned a lot of persuasion skills from Lord Murphy. I know how to persuade other people, especially strangers, without the interference of personal relationships. I don't even need to pay attention to their mood changes.
Focus directly on interests, hide what they will lose, and magnify what they will gain.
Whether they trust me or not is not the main issue in this matter. Whether they are willing to continue to endure the torture of the Black Disaster determines whether they will adopt our suggestions.
The trouble caused by the previous four black disasters to the world leaves me with no doubt that this plan can be effective today. The threat is there and will not disappear just because they don’t believe me. What we provide is a possibility to eliminate the threat.
The way.
Even if it's just 'possible', it's still worth tens of thousands of dollars in front of the rulers."
"Murphy told me that you have been strengthened by the wisdom of the Creator. I used to think that this might have improved your spiritual perception, but now it seems that the Creator has indeed given you superb wisdom. The best thing is that it is you
The abilities you already have no longer require time to learn to master.”
The Lord praised:
"It's a breath of fresh air to talk to you, Hogg. If you weren't a jackal, then you would become the best diplomat on this continent and a friend of every big shot."
"Well, Lord, please don't say that. I should be glad that I am a jackal."
Hogg let out a weird laugh and said:
"Otherwise, I would not be qualified to participate in a process that is so important that it will directly change history. Professor Malcolm will be proud of me, and I will become one of his best students."
"Yes, that's true."
The Lord nodded and said no more.
The two of them walked into the tower guarded by the dwarf guards in front of them one after another. Here they boarded the "elevator" made with engineering machinery. Amidst the rattling of the large gears, they climbed up from this high place.
The mountain peak followed a straight up and down patio to the center of the Brass Fortress.
Although the fortress itself is a mountain, the Brass Fortress does not refer to a specific building, but a series of fortress groups surrounding the main body of the fortress.
No matter how powerful the dwarves are, they cannot completely hollow out a mountain, so the main body of the Brass Fortress is actually divided into seven upper and lower floors, each of which assumes different responsibilities. The lower four floors to the ground are all military zones, while the upper three floors are
It is the throne room of the High Lords of the Brass Dwarves, the residential and commercial district of the Brass Dwarves' mineral companies and their people.
The three major dwarf clans are not large in number. The brass dwarves are already the largest clan, but their number does not exceed two million. The total number of all dwarves is about 5.5 million, and the total number has exceeded two million.
Compared with billions of human beings, they are truly a minority race.
Of course, there are far fewer humans in the central area of the continent.
More than half of the 200 million people belong to the prosperous ancient Calum Kingdom, and the Thousand-Year Empire obviously disdains playing with the rubes in the center of the continent.
Half of the population of the Brass Dwarves lives in the Brass Fortress and the nearby mountains, mainly because their mines are located nearby. Therefore, it can be said that the Brass Fortress is the most densely populated area on the continent.
When Lord Paying and Hogg walked out of the elevator, they saw Bannock Earthforce, one of the six defensive generals of the Brass Fortress, guarding the front with elite guards to escort the two
A "distinguished guest" went near the throne room.
He was said to be an escort, but when he saw the fierce eyes of those dwarves, Hogg knew that these guys were coming for him.
It has no doubt that every dwarf in this city wants to strangle itself, but they can't do it, and these elite soldiers in front of them have to act as their own guards honestly to prevent themselves from being in danger here.
"follow me!"
Bannock Earthforce, who wears the iconic beard of the dwarves, is a meritorious general and a sincere priest of Gaia, but this guy has a strange fiery red beard that makes him look very conspicuous.
He first expressed respect to the Lord, but then scolded Hogg with a cold face. Under their escort, the door to the throne room slowly opened, and the Supreme Lord of the Brass Dwarves, Hadran Earthhammer, was in the warm room.
Waiting for them on the throne.
The supreme lord of the dwarves is holding a two-handed war hammer full of dwarven style. It is the sacred object of the brass dwarves, the "Power of Gaia". It is said to be a sacred object that can directly mobilize the power of the earth. In the past four black times,
During the disaster, this warhammer killed at least a hundred thousand Jackals, making Hogg feel the shock and pressure that penetrated his soul whenever he looked at it.
But this warhammer and its owner are not the focus today.
On the four temporarily placed seats next to the Supreme Lord, the psychic projections finely tuned by the earth priests are all in place. From left to right are the Elf King Querion and the Songhai Empire Pharaoh Ptolemy XIX.
, King Louis IX of the Plantagenet Kingdom and Her Majesty the "Wolf Girl" of the Kingdom of Nordtof.
In addition, behind the High Lord of the Brass Dwarves, there is also the High Lord of the Silver Dwarves, Orfgor Silverheart, and the temporary High Lord of the Frost Dwarves, Baldr Frostwind.
In such an occasion where all the kings were present, the three dwarf clans obviously appeared as a common force.
Coupled with the presiding officer, His Excellency the Vampire Millennium Lord Pa Ying, everyone in this throne room is already the handful of people at the top of the power pyramid in this continent.
Even our Lord Murphy and Grand Duke Tris are not qualified to enter here. Even if they do sneak in, they will probably serve as tea servers next to the Lord, and they don't even deserve to have a chair of their own.
But Hogg did it!
Not only did this skinny gnoll enter this place, he was even allowed to own a ridiculous little horse. Obviously, this was the result of the dwarves' petty intentions.
Their relationship with the jackals was truly a "bloody feud".
The kings and lords in the throne room stared at Hogg. No one said anything, but the pressure of silence made the usually confident Hogg feel a little nervous.
But Lord Paying did not give it more time to prepare. After all, their majesties are very busy every day. The fact that they can coordinate a time to gather together at this time is really due to Lord Paying's too powerful "face fruit".
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"I believe that all your majesties have read the secret letter I sent. Being able to attend today also represents your interest in that matter."
Lord Paying said very directly:
"The Gnoll in front of you is the 'Sage Wolf' selected by Lord Murphy and I. There is no need to doubt its identity. It holds the Gnoll's civilization slate in its hand, and it already belongs to the Gnoll's civilization spokesperson in the order of the Creator.
His Majesty Ptolemy should be well aware of this."
"Um."
The pharaoh in the psychic projection is wearing a heavy golden eagle crown and holding a double snake scepter. He looks full of majesty, but the tall blue-skinned old man has unconcealed fatigue in his eyes. It seems that he is managing Songhai.
Empire is not a pretty thing either.
In a low voice, he said in the human language commonly used in the mainland:
"I can confirm Mr. Hogg's identity and status. Based solely on the majesty of the Creator Sequence, he is indeed qualified to appear here and talk to us on behalf of the Jackal civilization."
"Just identity but no power, this proves that every word Mr. Hogg says lacks the support of strength."
Today's King Louis was no longer as cheerful as when he was talking to Marshal Loren. He went straight to the point when he opened his mouth, highlighting Hogg's embarrassing situation at this time. He looked at the thin jackal and said:
"My marshal told me that you have a close relationship with the Governor of Transia, so can I understand that, Mr. Hogg, you are here on behalf of that Governor?"
And that plan, was it made by you yourself, or was it the work of Lord Murphy?"
"I'm curious about that too."
Her Majesty the Wolf Lady spoke her thoughts immediately.
She is really young!
And she did not hide her youth, nor did she cover up her shortcomings by pretending to be mature like her stupid Ou Doudou. On the contrary, the aura of this young queen with blue and white elegant long hair that looked like ice crystals made people...
You can completely ignore her age issue.
Those gray-blue eyes had a certain sharp light, and even though they were thousands of miles away, Hogg could still feel the suffocating majesty of this young queen.
She is the same as King Louis. King Louis' power is like the sun, which makes people unavoidable and respectful, but the Wolf Girl is merciless like the cold wind blowing.
You can hate her, but you must fear and respect her.
"If you don't have your own opinions, if all this is planned by Mr. Murphy, then why don't we talk to the governor directly?"
The wolf girl said unceremoniously:
"He is the manager I appointed, and he should be loyal to his queen, right?"
"Ahem."
King Louis coughed, changed his posture in the projection, and said:
"Your Excellency Murphy is also the Governor of Transia appointed by the Kingdom of Plantagenet, Your Majesty Angelina. He can't serve two kings at the same time, can he?"
"Shua"
Seeing that King Louis and the Wolf Girl were showing signs of quarreling, other lords and kings focused their attention on them. Even the majestic and silent Elf King glanced at them.
This made Hogg lose his attention all of a sudden.
But Xianlang knew that he couldn't go on like this anymore, and he came here with a mission on his shoulders!
So the next moment, Hogg stood up from his ridiculous pony, spread his paws and said loudly:
"Your Majesty, please listen to me! Whether I lack strength now is not the core of the problem. The problem described in the secret letter sent by Lord Paying is the trouble that needs to be solved urgently.
An evil god who is about to be born will bring terrifying enhancements to the gnolls, and now the army of the fifth black plague has set off.
It is true that there is no Bone-gnawing King to command them this time, but this does not mean that you can take it lightly, and even if the civilized camp wins again this time, it will only delay the war for more than ten years.
The psychic tide in the Dark Mountains does not transfer according to one's will. When the jackals cannot survive, the sixth black disaster will also happen.
Then the seventh time, and the eighth time until one day the gnolls are wiped out or you lose your throne!
This is a war with no end in sight, and it is harmful to this continent.
This is the issue we want to discuss, and it is also the issue that Master Murphy has been thinking about. With all due respect, everyone, in this regard, you are not even as good as the lord of an area that is in need of development.
Lord Murphy, Lord Paying, and I just want to end the Black Disaster and allow the Gnoll civilization to integrate into the world instead of continuing to destroy it.
Of course you can think this is nonsense, but we have a plan!
If you think that plan is meaningless, you will not abandon state affairs and appear here. So, let us be pragmatic and solve the problem of the Hunting Lord first, and then let the noble kings decide the future of the Gnolls.
fate.
This is victory.
It is the complete victory that you and your fathers have been pursuing!
The black disaster that has plagued the mainland for nearly six hundred years will end in your hands, and everyone present will be remembered in history. Without the threat of the black disaster, you can better release the power in your hands to fight against the jackals, to ensure
each other destroying each other in a civilized civil war.”
At this moment, Hogg habitually used a sentence that Murphy used to evaluate various countries, and this sentence was full of sarcasm and made all the kings present laugh.
Even the indifferent wolf girl's eyes widened.
"You jackal is quite interesting! I admit that I underestimated you."
The local master, Hadran, the supreme lord of the brass dwarves, laughed even more, which highlighted the dwarves' big heart in this regard. He stood up and said:
"So, you self-proclaimed civilized kings, you don't want to be laughed at by a smart jackal, right? Put away your malice towards each other, our Lord Paying has frowned, obviously the vampire's 'Uncrowned King' has treated us
They have lost their patience in arguing with each other.
If you don't want to confront the angry Millennium Lord in the palace tonight, then it's time for us to get down to business.
No matter what you think, I can't defeat him anyway, so it's about defeating the evil god.
I will express my attitude first and I will participate!
