The Iron Mecha Dragon has few friends

Chapter 144 There is no second day!There is only one mechanical dragon king and one sun in the whole western region!
The reorganization of prisoners and logistical preparations are not things that can be done in a short time.

Even if Dragon himself could easily raze the entire Linhai City to the ground, he didn't want to quarrel with the Gods of Justice, nor did he want to know how many legendary adventurers were hidden among the [-] residents of Linhai City.

Let the captives lead the way.

However, it would take three or four days to assemble an army of at least 3000 people and ensure their logistics along the way.

Is Dragon in a hurry? The purpose of this operation is not to eat land, but to support a puppet regime that is pro-mechanical dragon. It is very simple, as long as Pamela is the first heir, take your time.

He took off again and came to the seaside salt field. After nearly a week passed, the salt field that was destroyed in the battle had been completely restored.

The first batch of captives who have become official employees of the Iron and Steel Machinery Dragon United Chamber of Commerce are working hard. After all, there are now another batch of prisoners. The dew cats are working, and now they can't do it without curling up.

Dragon summoned all the captives and announced loudly: "I need an army to attack Linhai City!"

The prisoners looked at each other in blank silence.Linhai City is their hometown, and the people living in the city are all the old folks!
If you fight back with the mechanical dragon, how will you see people in the future?

"After the war is won, I will build another saltworks in Linhai City, and the employees will be selected from the army soldiers!"

Many prisoners were moved immediately, and someone shouted at the top of their voices.

"Master Dragon, is our salary the same as that of the saltworks employees?"

"It's all the same! I get half a catty of salt for a month of work, and if you don't want salt, you can exchange it for silver coins of the same weight."

Now, most of the captives were moved, and they were given half a catty of salt a month. Where can I find such a good thing.

Wait, how much is half a catty of salt?
Hearing someone ask this question, Dragon realized that he seemed to have messed up the units. Who would use kilograms in a serious fantasy world? Only pounds and ounces are authentic.

"That's eight pounds of kosher salt!"

Dragon gave the exact number, "the kind that doesn't contain soil."

The prisoners immediately counted with their fingers, and soon someone shouted in surprise.

"Eight pounds of coarse salt, that's eight big silver coins!"

Immediately, all the captives were excited, God is sorry, even though they are the most elite standing army under Baron Bain, their monthly salary is only six large silver coins!

This is still a matter of life and death. Now that you can get eight silver coins by drying the salt, you don't need to work hard. Who is not tempted?

For a moment, the faces of the captives were full of joy, as soon as someone took the lead, they were about to welcome the Full Metal Dragon King into Linhai City with cheers.

But Dragon's empty check is far from over.

"The purpose of this war is not for aggression. Your mission is to escort Earl Bain's eldest daughter, Miss Pamela Lillian Eisley, back to inherit the earl's position."

"The treaty has been signed. As soon as she ascends the throne, our saltworks will start working, your agricultural tax will be reduced to [-]%, and poll tax and other miscellaneous taxes will be cancelled!"

"One month's relocation allowance will be paid before the war begins! Three months' wages will be paid to those who died in the war!"

Hearing this, the captives, who could no longer hold back their excitement, immediately cheered.

"Dear Dragon! We love and respect you!"

"Down with the false king Aisley who has stolen the earl's position!"

"There is no second sun! There is only one sun, the Mechanical Dragon King, in the entire Western Territory!"

"Blood Sacrifice to the Dragon God! Sacrificing the head seat! The glory of the Dragon King! Spread the glory of the Western Regions! Slay the false king! Fake king die!"

There must be a brave man under a generous reward, not to mention that this is no longer a generous reward, but a formal establishment directly?
Dragon was too lazy to break up the captives and reorganize them. Even the officers were not dismissed, and they were directly issued weapons.

There is no shortage of generous rewards, righteousness, fortune, and strength.

Under such a mighty situation, no one would blindly want to fight against the Mechanical Dragon King, right?

It doesn't matter even if there is, after all, the Full Metal Dragon King doesn't have the courage to attack the city alone, but he still has the courage to throw some idiots to feed the fish, not only has, but it is very big.

In the face of the gods, I am obedient, and in the face of mortals, I strike hard!
If you can't cure gods, you can't cure mortals?
Seeing that the reorganization was going on smoothly, and there had been no surprises, Dragon got up and flew towards Premilin.

I haven't visited for a long time, and I don't know what the wood elves are doing now.

The mechanical dragon flying with the sonic boom quickly came to the mine site. Just after landing, before entering the ground, a drow elf with a parasol strolled out and stared at him with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Dragon, long time no see, you have changed a lot."

"Kestri? You're back."

Dragon hurriedly recalled that Julia only went to rest not long before he set off, and it has not been two hours until now. It should, maybe, probably, maybe, almost, there will be no problem, right?
Thinking of this, he laughed out loud.

"Has it changed a lot? No."

"It's really big..."

Keszhuo glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, frowning in distress.

"With your current body size, even a giant can't stand it. Fortunately, everything is possible in the dreamland."

She smiled ambiguously, "I wanted to take you to the Dreamland to experience it last time, but because of some reasons you know, I accidentally returned to the Underdark, so I just brought all my girls, Do you want to meet them?"

Dragon was in a daze, what did he know?

He doesn't know anything!
"Let's forget about the meeting," Dragon said sternly, "I'm a bit busy recently, and I don't even have time to rest, so let's forget it."

"Is that right?"

Keszhuo sighed in disappointment, and then she said in a seemingly unintentional way: "Then you must rest more, and you can only maintain energy if you get enough sleep. What style of dreams do you like?"

This can be difficult for Dragon, he does not need to rest, let alone dream.

"This, I don't know either."

"It doesn't matter, we can try one style at a time."

Speaking of this, she suddenly felt the sky darken.

The drow slowly raised its head, and saw wisps of thin mist seeping out from the parasol.

The threat from a certain lady was obvious, but Kestrel was unmoved.She raised the corners of her mouth happily, and nodded with a smile without the slightest hint of sarcasm.

Old woman, that's all you can do.

Then she directly ignored the fog under the umbrella, got up and walked to the mechanical dragon, holding the front paw that Julia often held.

"Mr. Dragon, I brought a lot of exquisite specialties from the Underdark this time. Do you have time to taste them?"

Are you talking about authentic specialties?
The fog under the umbrella became thicker and thicker. Although Dragon could not see it, he felt a chill down his back and quickly refused.

"No hurry, no hurry, I still have to go to a few other strongholds to see, another day, another day."

Said that he was about to take off, with a firm attitude, and it was not easy for Keszhuo to force him to stay, so he had to make an appointment.

"You said, another day, another day must come, another day!"

She looked at the mechanical dragon reluctantly, and was about to say some more coquettish words, when she suddenly turned her head and looked into the distance, her eyes quickly turned cold.

"Damn the surface elves, this is exactly the time..."

"What happened?"

Dragon was a little strange, and Keszhuo replied helplessly: "It's those ridiculous wood elves who finally started searching for your tracks. Your employees may be in danger."

"where is it?"

Dragon became nervous, every cat was so cute, he didn't want any of the cats to get hurt.

"Blood Claw Tribe."

"Bloodclaw tribe? That's okay."

Dragon's tense mood immediately relaxed. This was not because the wolves were ugly, but because the Full Metal Dragon King trusted their abilities.

Old Torres is reliable, and Hogg is very good at fighting. With the two of them commanding the gnolls to fight in a positional battle, as long as the elves don't send out high-level spellcasters, they can defend in a short time.

It's not a big problem, don't panic.

But having said that, he is still going to go to the Bloodclaw Tribe to see the situation.

After all, the gnolls of the Bloodclaw tribe are also lackeys under the command of the Full Metal Dragon King. If they are easily suppressed by the wood elves, how can Dragon be the boss?

　Recently, I have been a little bit stuck, and the update has pulled my hips. The stupid author is deeply ashamed!
　　
　　
　
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