Othua's War Banner

Chapter 520 0518: Heroes of the Triumph Night

Ken was sitting opposite the bonfire, which was the outermost circle of the snowfield spiritual core. The streamer was still rising, and the cushions laid by the round mine periodically washed out fluorescent ripples.

At the same time as the magical aura spread to him, there was also a cold wind.

Ken's thick suede jacket was blown to the corners, and there was undrinked wine next to his crossed legs, and his fingers were staggered between his legs, arching his back naturally, as if he was really enjoying a night banquet guests.

"Since you regard me as your own, hehe, let's put it this way for now, there are two problems."

Ken stretched out two fingers, did not raise them intentionally, and his eyes drifted to the corner of the bonfire, he said: "I have no objection at all to starting a war with the southern border countries and driving out the invaders, but what to do? up to the point?"

The two northern sisters, Kaveda, raised their chins toward Ken.

She's the one who puts emotion on her face, with a clear attitude, every inch of muscle in her shoulders is provoking him, saying:

"We will gather the tribes that are willing to join the war to form a coalition army, from the Red Maple Highlands to the surging ice wall, we will take back even a feather of land, until the invaders' flesh and blood are cast into mountains outside the city walls."

"In other words, there is no clear goal." Ken didn't even raise his head.

The corners of Kavida's eyes twitched, and he was about to stand up.

She had wanted to fight Ken Bouvier for a long time.

The two sides have not waited to see each other since they first met in the dwarf ruins. According to the rules of the Kavida tribe, they can completely solve the problem in the dangerous arena of wind-eroded cliffs.

Bi and Ang both leaned on a cluster of curving vines, with different colored roots and different shaped leaves.

They took off their heavy cavalry suits and placed them on the branch rack next to them.

Bi, who was more muscular, said to Kavida: "It's not necessary. You can't see blood on the night of triumph. He is a hero who slays dragons, remember?"

next second.

The glass with the drink was smashed on the vine.

"It's just that he took away my chance, otherwise this credit can also fall on me, understand?"

Kavida straightened his neck, and Bi's expression also became stern—not only was he fighting with Ang for the snow seed vine, but he had also had violent conflicts with several tribes in the north near the swamp.

Ken vaguely remembered a certain night in Santon Kaya, when a girl with a bold personality had a fight with the soldier next to her.

Kitty is straight-hearted, Hume is quick-spoken, and everyone is friends.

The people at the Warring Gathering are shouldering even heavier burdens. The needs extended by the two sides cannot meet each other. The stupid talk of helping each other does not apply to two behemoths.

Ken ignored the argument and didn't have much affection for the others.

He didn't waste time waiting quietly. Since the discussion was informal, he didn't care about wasting more time, so he continued to drink the wine.

[Food: Melted wine from snow seed vine]

[Quality: Treasure]

The ancient tree species that weakened the origin of hunting was not wasted.

According to the records in the legend, after the war is quelled, it is used to mix it with fermented rice, not only will it not have the bad smell of dilution, but it will also produce a brand new taste, rich and fragrant, and endless aftertaste...

[The upper limit of magic is increased, and the recovery speed is increased. 】

[Good liquid bonus: High-grade drinks can bring certain buffs. 】

Ken enjoyed the delicacy alone amidst the arguments, and several smarter warriors also remained silent.

Bi's words actually contain a certain amount of information.

First, Ken becomes a hero.

After the Battle of Dragon Slaying, the warriors of various tribes regarded the three battle banners as heroes, and the feats of defeating Sarah and Hunting Yuanyuan were extolled. Although Ken's face in the southern border will affect everyone's superficial attitude, but everyone is still It will elevate his image.

Ken's practical actions have been recognized by most people in Palotus.

He picked up the cup and thought of another message in Kavida's words - she seemed to think that Ken just got the honor and didn't contribute much in the battle of dragon slaying.

The fact that Kavida can say such things means that she doesn't know that it was Ken who neutralized the infection of the hunting source, that is to say...

Flengundo and Hawser kept Ken's cards a secret.

This does not prove that the two warrings protected Ken in some way, because it may also be hidden, and it is a harbinger of some kind of storm. After the trip to the Red Maple Heights, the game among the high-level officials in the northern border has become complicated Woke up.

Ken went from being indifferent to deeply involved.

He now also knows that every major turning point in Palotusbi has the figures of Hawser and Flengundo. The purpose of the other party has become no longer pure and clear, and the boundary between enemy and friend cannot be simply determined.

hero?Hey.

Ken looked up at the embers rising from the campfire.

He seems to be able to get deeper enlightenment from the darkness. The pain of wise people is often caused by knowing too much.

"Ken."

Hawser's voice quelled the commotion.

His white hair was frosted with silver by the night, and then the ancient war-crest stared at him and asked solemnly. "Before I ask you where you stand, you can express your other doubts."

Ken leaned back on the stone, smiled, sat back down and said, "If there is a war, how will the tribal conflict be handled?"

What he said made the expressions of Hawser and Flengundo more complicated.

Selena also smiled, as if an invisible sword had avenged her—Ken was one of the smartest people present, and it was very difficult to fool him in terms of the overall situation.

Warring Gathering invited him to a banquet, and the questions posed were sharp.

On the surface, Ken, who wants to grow his prestige, can make a choice in the conflict between the North and the South, but actually wants him to be engulfed by the torrent of war and be involved in the long-term chaos that Palotus is about to usher in. among.

"What do you want to say, be frank."

Some people in the ancient battle banners are getting impatient.

Selena's eyes flew over quickly, and then slowly swept across the people present, and found that not everyone understood the problems they were facing, and only a small number of people saw the development of the situation clearly, and they all chose to remain silent.

Ken tilted his head to meet the questioner's gaze.

He deliberately raised his voice so that others could hear: "The fighting between the tribes has never stopped, we need more resources, we have to graze, plant, cut and dig materials... The hunting attack makes you all forget the hunting season."

There were many sudden voices from the crowd.

Ken continued:
"Desolate farmland will remind you, empty storehouses will remind you, hungry people and dilapidated buildings will remind you that unanimity will not solve the long-standing rivalry between tribes."

If Flengundo's coalition forces are formed, who will collect the rich resources in the wasteland?

After weighing the pros and cons, the expressions of the warriors dimmed until another powerful and loud voice sounded from the arena.

"Resources, our enemies have them."

The shadow of Flungondoll loomed over the mountains of armor behind him.

Ken's expression became serious for the first time since he took the seat, and he stared at the orc: "Oh, I finally heard you tell the truth."

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then he said: "You don't just want to regain the lost ground, right? You want to fight out. The way you explored to solve the conflict in the north is to take what you need from the enemy."

"Yes."

Frengundo's body fell like a sword, resolute and without any confusion.

Those war banners who suddenly realized were a little surprised.

This kind of thinking will be exposed sooner or later, but at that time there may be no way to turn back, and the battle flags who chose to default all showed profound expressions at this time.

Seeing that the conversation was on the bright side, Frengundo simply faced Ken's questioning.

He said: "The conflict between the tribes will stop. Our alliance is not as hypocritical and despicable as the army in the southern border. We will share our own steel, wood, food and soldiers and horses and walls."

The friendship between brothers and sisters will be rejuvenated in the ancient north.

Give up part of the resources in the northern border, concentrate manpower and material resources on foreign wars, and then start Palotusbi's first foreign resistance war in hundreds of years, vent the long-logged anger, and let the enemy suffer from it.

"Do you understand the meaning of this move? Innocent people will be implicated, and new hatred will emerge in the North."

Frengundo narrowed his eyes, and some kind of terrible coercion spread invisible. "Why do you want to argue for the people of southern Xinjiang, Ken, I thought that after fighting side by side, you have been one of us for a long time."

Selina clenched her fists hidden under the robe.

She still remembered Ken's worry and nervousness when he first entered the Red Maple Heights. The orc battle banner posed a greater threat to him than she imagined, but when she looked sideways, she was surprised to find that...

Ken was not overwhelmed by this momentum at all.

After the blow of City's death and the incident of facing the dragon, his heart became stronger and more determined.

He stared at Flengundo with a stern expression, and retorted loudly: "You know how much the concentration camp can bring to the northern border, not all the people from the southern border entered this land with malice, a neutral camp How many refugees have been supported because of the war?"

"It won't be anymore. We will recruit refugees to join the army and use our own hands to fight for food."

Flengundo answered crisply.

Ken became angry visibly, he said: "You are forcing innocent people to be stained with the blood of other innocent people!"

"Innocents? During our conversation, there may have been a lot of corpses piled up under the high wall."

Frengundo seemed to be the incarnation of the black and red blood debt. The terrible hostility made people tremble, and it also made many warrings who were already tired and confused about the war retreat.

The orc's voice was still loud, angrily rebuking Ken's indecision:
"After the war begins, the contradictions in the northern border will be put down, and our swords will be pointed at one place, because we are brothers and sisters. Our vision as a battle flag has been limited for too long. It is time to turn our eyes beyond the high wall."

Ken didn't answer, because the debate was pointless at this point.

He couldn't prevent the outbreak of the war, so he could only change his mind, so he scanned the people present and used the notes to understand the geographical location of the opposing tribe, the main output and the distribution of resources for survival.

Ken said, "How do you plan to deal with the people in southern Xinjiang who have no blood debt?"

Frengundo was silent, but the murderous intent in his eyes had already answered instead of words. If the war required, slaughter and hostility would befall those people indiscriminately.

The warriors of the surrounding tribes retreated from their hearts to frowning.

Ken took a few deep breaths, calmed down again, and said, "The chamber of commerce of the various countries runs through the entire Palotusbi."

"The thieves who stole the wealth of the North." The orc's extreme remarks followed closely.

Ken said: "But the resources of many tribes in the northern border are exchanged through them."

Merchant ships and cargo horses are the most important source of prosperity in the northern border.

Not all of them have the ability to mine the precious deposits of the dangerous land like the big tribes.

They need fur and animal bones to exchange for the steel of the southerners, so that they can forge weapons powerful enough to resist raiders and withstand the impact of hostile tribes.

Ken thought of the mercenaries, and many more adventurers and travelers who roamed Palotusby.

"The tribe is limited by its population and geographical location, and what it can do is limited. Most of the rewards we posted in the camp, difficult-to-achieve goals and urgent supplies were completed by mercenaries. The mercenaries stationed in the north There are more and more military guilds, don’t you understand?”

Frengundo made no further haste to answer.

Ken did not continue to ask.

The opportunity to unite the various tribes to wage war is intense hatred. If Kenn's views on weighing the pros and cons spread, it will shake those potential allied members.

Knowing that it was late, Ken shook his head and stood up, ready to leave.

Huoser, who remained silent, suddenly stopped him and said, "There are a few tents prepared for you south of the bonfire, which are clean enough, without guards patrolling, and without potential taboos and prying magic..."

Ken's heavy coat began to flutter, and then he stared at Hawser, anticipating what to do next.

The gray-haired magician in light armor said, "It's not house arrest. It's okay if you insist on leaving, but I hope you can follow the tradition and wait until the rally is over to take away your own reward."

Ken didn't answer, turned around and left with Selena and Wei.

He walked out of the periphery surrounded by fireflies, blowing the biting cold wind, looking at the black army wave of the tribal coalition army, listening to the strange sounds of beasts and patrolling irons in the night...

Ken turned and walked towards the prepared tent.

Wei suppressed her voice and hurriedly said, "Are we really going to stay overnight?"

Selina also understood the situation, she said:

"If Ken wants to leave, the tribal coalition forces will take down the dangerous land where the southern border countries are located before dawn. You have also seen these beasts and magic. Natural danger is meaningless. The people of southern border are timid and they can't defend it."

"Will it not happen if you stay?" Wei expressed puzzlement.

"will not."

Selina sighed: "The people of the southern border and the tribes of the northern border have just fought side by side. If they fight now, it will shake the hatred of most people, and thus affect Frengunduo's plan to form an army."

She remembered the face of the orc.

"Fren Gunduo just wanted to scare the nobles in southern Xinjiang. The best way to deal with timid enemies is to let them wait and suffer, so that they will be in awe of Palotus, and even is to create shadows..."

(End of this chapter)