Chapter 425 424. It’s time to strengthen the bad neighbors

"What did you say? Transia has started a large-scale defense line outside the swamp?"

In the Plague Town of the Filthy Swamp, the gnoll warlock Tear Flesh was very dissatisfied when his thoughts were interrupted by an unexpected incident. However, after hearing the news brought by the skinny gnoll chief Hogg in front of him, Tear Flesh himself was stunned.

Already.

The old and cunning vicious warlock narrowed his eyes, and in his cold gaze, he said to Hogg:

"The stupidity of Vampire Lord Murphy sending jackals and kobold prisoners of war to dig trenches outside the swamp has been under our observation. This cannot be hidden from anyone, but it is just their pitiful resistance to the Black Disaster.

Similar things have happened many times before, but each time their pathetic defenses were of no use in front of the invincible gnoll army.

This is totally unworthy of your surprise, you pathetic, fearful creature! I guess you were scared to death, but didn't the Cripple Claw give you enough skeletons to defend your poor woodland?"

"It's different, sir! It's different this time!"

Hogg, who is "forced to do business", interprets the image of a frightened jackal coward who is frightened by the war in an extremely realistic way.

It let out a mournful cry and shouted at the tearing meat:

"It was just digging trenches before, but now soldiers have been stationed, Lord Tearer! The unlucky boy in my clan saw with his own eyes the terrifying hussars appearing in organic form near the front, and there were more infantrymen of the People's Army.

Being deployed, but that’s not the most important thing!

There are very few humans in Transia, and no matter how good they are, they cannot be a match for the powerful undead under your command.

But it’s not just the Transians who are here this time!

And those guys with gorse as their logo!

Those warmongers who suppressed the Transanians in the past few years. I once took my people to sneak across the border at night to steal meat to eat. I saw with my own eyes how those humans slaughtered their compatriots.

It seems that they also want to choose an area near the swamp to set up camp.

Just over the Under Armor Hills, those Sealanders commanded a terrifying army. My boys couldn't even count how many people they had. They were even larger than the legion under King Kenport.

many.

Lord Shredder, believe me, the situation this time is really different.

If nothing really happened, how dare I come here to disturb your important event?"

"Um?"

Hearing Hogg's wailing, Tear Flesh, who was not paying much attention at first, felt his heart skip a beat. Listening to Hogg's confusing description, could it be that the regular army of the Kingdom of Plantagenet has entered Transia?

Um.

This is indeed a problem.

Compared to Transia, which is in dire straits, the Plantagenet Kingdom, which is growing in strength, is indeed a very difficult opponent in the eyes of the gnoll warlords.

If these guys are really camping near the swamp, then the sacred mission that it and its Plague Clan are performing will inevitably encounter great challenges.

And the time when this incident broke out was wrong.

Flesh Tear is forming a huge army to conquer the territory of the powerful legendary beast deep in the foul swamp. It is almost ready, but if it is attacked from both sides at this time.

"you!"

The gnoll warlock made a decision quickly. It raised its eerie and slender nails as pale as dead skin, pointed at Hogg and said:

"Go and stop them!"

"Ah I?"

Hogg was completely stunned.

This decision was not in the plan of it and Mr. Murphy. Hogg immediately hugged the meat-tearing leg and screamed with snot and tears:

"No! I can't do it! My lord, my weak tribesmen and I cannot be a match for those crazy humans with muskets and cannons. We will be slaughtered by them. The Lord of the Hunt is above!

Mr. Shredded Flesh, I have served you with all my heart during this period, and I have not done anything to regret you at all. You can't just abandon us like this."

"You cowardly fool!"

Hogg's performance was so clumsy that he wanted to give this coward a kick.

No wonder the gnolls in the Dark Mountains look down on the gnolls in other places. How can such a timid creature be worthy of the gift of power from the Lord of Hunting?

However, precisely because Hogg's performance almost perfectly matched the impression they, the Dark Mountain Gnolls, had of the Gnolls from the outside world, Flesh Tear became less and less wary of the Blood Claw chief.

The warlock kicked it away to prevent this guy from soiling his robe, and it scolded in a cold tone:

"Behave decently! I won't let you die. All of your people are not enough to consume the opponent's shells. I will send a few poison warlocks and necromancers to lead a skeleton army.

Go to your woodlands.

You don't need to participate in the war, you just need to provide them with enough information.

Didn’t you brag before that you have been working in the local area for many years and have connections with the gnoll tribes across Transia?”

"Oh, of course I have a lot of eyeliners, Lord Shredder."

After hearing that he did not have to be cannon fodder, Hogg immediately felt relieved. He showed a cunning smile and rubbed his paws in a flattering manner and said to Master Flesh Tearer:

"I have figured out where the Plantagenets are. I can quickly travel through my forest and catch them by surprise in just two days. The strong men under your command can even cross the border to East Prussia.

Directly attack the base camp of the Zealanders there. I heard that many people died there because of the war!

There are cemeteries everywhere!

Countless war dead are buried inside.

Sir, isn’t this the ‘source of troops’ you need most?”

"I really need enough excellent material."

Tearing Flesh glanced at Hogg, who was trying to please him, and said with a sneer:

"But I don't need to make enemies now and I have no plans to expand the war. Please give me peace of mind! Just defend the enemy in your forest, entangle the humans who have established a defense line, and buy the last bit of time for our actions."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Hogg quickly lowered his head.

It seemed that it didn't dare to look into the cold eyes of the Flesh-Tearer, but the moment Chief Bloodclaw lowered his head, a hint of fierceness flashed in its cunning eyes.

Huh, it's not up to you to decide whether you want to expand the war when you're operating on my territory, Mr. Flesh-Tearer.

Mr. Murphy now really needs the neighbors of Transia to realize that the threat of the Black Disaster is around them, so I'm sorry. I hope the "accidental" deaths of these plague warlocks and necromancer warlocks can bring you some discomfort.

necessary pressure.

Ha, let’s make the situation chaotic!

The more chaotic the situation becomes, the more important the role of the Bloodclaw clan will be in the eyes of both parties, so that it and its clansmen can continue to hold a favorable position.

They just want to live and live a more prosperous life. What's wrong with them?——

"Marshal Loren wants to push Transia to the front line of the war. The most perfect situation he expects is that the Kingdom of Plantagenet will never be defeated until the last drop of blood is shed in Transia.

I must admit that his plan is perfect, but I do not intend to let him hide quietly behind us and build a steel defense line."

High in the sky at night, Murphy spread his wings and flew forward at high speed in the air. Maxim flew beside him, listening to his master's unique views on this war.

The vampire lord would never hide his thoughts in front of his loyal subordinates. He said to Maxim:

"Hogg is carrying out a secret operation. If it performs well enough, then perhaps a skeleton army of gnolls from the Pestilence Clan will cross the border of Transia and enter East Prussia soon.

A lot of people are going to die, Mark.

Many people will be forced to undergo the test of war because of this action planned by me, and they should not have to suffer this."

"If their deaths can make the arrogant short-man marshal realize his stupidity and arrogance, and thus put all preparations into war in a true sense, then these deaths will be meaningful."

Maxim responded in a deep voice:

"Master Murphy, there is absolutely no need for you to bear the burden of your soul because of these actions. If Transia cannot resist the invasion of jackals, the people of East Prussia will also die.

I don't think Loren will extend his so-called 'perfect defense line' to the entire East Prussian border. Those who cannot be protected are destined to become victims of this war.

You are simply speeding up the process and bringing it to a perfect outcome, which in a military sense will be a necessary victory.

It's a pity that the Crimean fortress group tightly blocks the road from the filthy swamp to the Kavhoka Great Plains. Otherwise, we can repeat such tactics on the Yankee territory to make the young wolf girl realize that there is something wrong.

The importance is higher than her machinations.

I recently gained some new insights when studying history with Professor Malcolm. I realized that behind the successful alliances between various forces in the past history, there was terrible pressure from a third party.

The greater the external pressure, the stronger the internal covenant will be.

In the words of our warriors, adding intensity to the bad neighbors will help them understand the pressure we are facing at this time. The short man marshal will be slapped hard in the face, and there is no doubt that

He is more awake."

Maxim's answer contained strong comfort, which made Murphy laugh.

The vampire lord enjoyed the relaxation of flying freely under the night sky. He raised his head to look at the crescent moon hanging high in the sky and then lowered his head to look at the quiet and beautiful land wrapped in silver yarn. He said:

"No, Mark, I'm not saying this to let you comfort me. I'm not weak to that point yet. I just want to tell you that since I decided to implement such pressure tactics, then we have to rationalize this sacrifice and

Maximize utility.
To be continued...