Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

After Darkus finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the game.

Today's event is a mounted long-armory duel, Talos versus Finarfin, but the fight hasn't started yet and is in the preparation stage.

“Imagine that the Black Ark Fleet, which was docked in Chapeiuto at the time, launched an attack on the Anureil Peninsula, instead of... the Black Ark Fleet sailing through the Anureil Peninsula normally..." After watching for a moment and seeing that there was no fight yet, Daxus turned around and leaned against the fence, folded his arms, and looked at his uncle.

"Our warlock will lead the pirates to launch a surprise attack from underwater, to attack your eagle ship. I can assure you that the raid will be a perfect success! You will not receive any signal of their destruction." Dulias nodded. At this time, he already understood the big plan, although it was a bit abstract. He also knew what his nephew was doing, although... he knew it was time for him to take the stage. He was the professional his nephew mentioned. He drank the wine in the glass, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, Siglin's already gloomy face became even gloomier. She wanted to refute, but she thought Dulias was right, the falconry could not stop such a long-planned raid.

"Before the raid, part of the army will be on standby at the southern outpost and the passage to the Whirlpool Swamp, and another part will be stationed in the current Rosario Province. I know you have giant eagles and aerial reconnaissance, but so what? What will you decide? Siglin... Admiral?" Durias said in a deep voice after seeing that Siglin had no objection.

Siglin didn't say anything, but shook her head. It was useless to say anything, there was no solution.

Twilight Keep was originally created to protect Ulthuan's commercial interests and to guard the westbound routes to the maritime colonies south of Nibon and Cathay. Despite its remote location, the Keep is still an important transportation link. The Keep once housed several Sea Guard regiments, but a decade or so ago was reduced to a small number of undermanned patrols patrolling the walls and manning the Eagle Talon Ballista batteries.

Faced with this situation, she had two choices. One was to gather all the troops of Twilight Fortress, confront Duruchi's army on the Anureil Peninsula, and wait for Duruchi to launch an attack.

Abandoning Twilight Fortress and fighting with the Duruchi army on the plains was the most wrong choice. Twilight Fortress had few troops stationed there, and they would be annihilated before long. But... now, after she knew that the stairs of Twilight Fortress would be detonated and the main body of the fortress would collapse, this didn't seem to be the most wrong decision?
The second is to hold the fortress and rely on the Twilight Fortress for defense. If the fortress is held, the fleet will lose its function. The harbor bordering the northern land is suitable for fleet assembly, but not for fleet attack. The harbor is not the sea, and there is no space for fleet maneuver. The fleet parked in the harbor is a target for Druch.

She could hold the ships in her hands and treat them as consumables. Once the Twilight Fortress could no longer hold on, she could send out a small number of ships, maneuver in the harbor, and attack the Duruchi Army.

But... there was a problem with the stairs in Twilight Fortress, a fatal problem with no solution. Even without the stairs, the situation she faced was also unsolvable. She knew that the Black Ark of Duruchi moved very slowly, but the plunder fleet was very fast and could follow the wind all the way down. One part of it would besiege the Spear Reef, Courtesy Island and Lost Soul Island, while the other part would pass through the three islands and directly participate in the siege of Twilight Fortress. What awaited her was annihilation.

There is no solution. No matter what you do, you will fail.

Failure is only a matter of time. Twilight Fortress will be destroyed, and even the fleet stationed there will not be able to escape. What awaits the residents of the three islands will be a massacre.

Perhaps, evacuating from the beginning would be the best option, but this option was not one of her options at all.

First of all, she didn't know there was a problem with the stairs, and even if she knew, she couldn't do anything. She was the Admiral of the Asur Navy, and her duty was to guard the Anureil Peninsula. The factions of the residents of the three islands were complicated, and the evacuation was quick, but the previous consultations would take a lot of time unless she took tough measures.

Then, she led the Asur of the Anureil Peninsula to the Lost Islands of Iraitis before the arrival of the Duruchi fleet. What was waiting for her?

Explain to the Phoenix Court that there is something wrong with the stairs in Twilight Fortress to get rid of the sin of abandoning the land? This is totally unacceptable. Even if the wizards of Twilight Fortress confirm it, will the traditionalists believe it? What if they believe it? Will the traditionalists give up this precious opportunity to attack her and Finnubar?
By then, she will survive, but she will always be branded as a coward, and her political and military career will be completely over. When talking about her, the Asur nobles will say: She ran away before Druki arrived. The reputation of her family and the faction behind her will suffer a devastating blow, and her actions may very well lead to the destruction of the faction's thousand-year layout.

The atmosphere in the private room was depressing, and cold sweat flowed down Siglin's gloomy face.

"You will die, Finarfin and Belloda will die, Telsoma Green Valley of the Lost Soul Island, Princess Elsab Falling Star of the Spear Cay Island, and Chief Ward will all die. Marin... do you know... what this means?" The scene that Daxus had expected did not appear, no strategic deduction, no verbal battle, and no angry fight. Maybe he was too successful in peeling the onion before? Seeing that Siglin was about to be dehydrated, he said in a deep voice when he saw that the time was almost right.

"I know." Marlene said solemnly. After a pause, she continued, "You may go to Elsin Alvin again, but it will never be like now. We are sitting here chatting... about another time point? We should have died at that time? Died in Athel Loren."

"Yes." Daxus sighed, looking at the ceiling.

Telsoma Green Valley of the Isle of Lost Souls is the only permanent resident of the island. He is an eccentric wizard who cultivates various dangerous Lustrian plants in a huge exotic garden. As a researcher, he has a label on him: the Mage of the White Tower of Hoth.

The Kingdom of Terenloc claims sovereignty over the Atoll, citing an ancient charter signed by Barshana.

In order to appease the dissatisfaction of the Kingdom of Terenlock, the tenth Phoenix King "Sage" Bel-Hathor granted the Spear Reef to Princess Elsab Falling Star of the Kingdom of Terenlock, but only in name. This was because this move was criticized by the nobles of the Kingdom of Yvresse, who complained that their kingdom had suffered a lot in the process of protecting this colony.

Then, Bel-Hathor appointed Ward from the Kingdom of Yvresse to manage the island of Spear Cay, receive important representatives, and communicate with the Twilight Fortress through the lighthouse signal...

A classic peacemaker play.

There is no need to explain the identities and backgrounds of Siglin, Finarfin, and Belloda...

It didn't matter whether Telsoma and Elsab died or not. Dakwus didn't care. What mattered was that the other four were dead, which meant there was nothing to talk about. Finnubar knew that he would never talk to him after what happened in Twilight Fortress. How could he talk about it? There was no way to talk about it.

There were only two possible outcomes for him: Finnubar pretended to talk to him, stalled for time, and then found an opportunity to escape. The other was that he killed Finnubar in Athel Loren. After these two outcomes, what happened now would not happen. Malin, Aedanna, Bel-Ahor and Istharion appeared in front of him, and appeared on the continent of Lustria.

Finnubar made this choice only after sensing the goodwill signal he sent. Unless he was possessed by the Great Demon of Tzeentch...

He didn't think that Finnubar would send these important people when faced with the first result. Matheran and Lilith couldn't persuade him, and they couldn't say, "Guarantee the safety of these people in the name of God?" Finnubar didn't need to say anything else. He only needed to ask: How do you explain Twilight Fortress? That would stop the two gods from doing anything.

"Let us assume that we did not go to Elsin Arwen, but returned to Naggaroth, and you returned to Ulthuan. We did not meet in Athel Loren, and we are not familiar with each other. What will happen next?"

The Drukis did not respond, but waited for the Asurs' response. But the Asurs did not respond, but looked at Bel-Aihor.

"Revenge!" Bel-Ahol said firmly.

"Yes, revenge." The show was about to begin. This was what Daxus had been waiting for. He spread his hands, signaling the elves present to start playing freely. "Your aunt and Belloda died on the Anureil Peninsula. If your father did not respond, it would be unacceptable. Therefore, revenge is right and completely reasonable. Now the question is, how to take revenge? Feel free to speak up, speak openly, this is a hypothesis and deduction."

"Economy and order are the cornerstones of social stability, and they all originate from here. To put it more bluntly, Naggaroth relies on blood transfusions from Asheril, so that one soldier can have ten offspring, unless... you abandon Naggaroth and move all the Druki here?" Marin said in a deep voice, and she directly pointed out the key point.

"You are right. There are abundant resources here, enough to accommodate the immigrants from Naggaroth. But there is no iron ore here, but this problem can be solved..."

"What about wood? As far as I know, Asheril is a plain and there is no wood. Are you planning to mine wood from the rainforest? I don't think the wood in the rainforest is suitable for shipbuilding." Siglin interrupted Daquus and pointed out a key point.

"This is a technical problem and can be solved!" Drusala, who had been silent, spoke up.

"Attack the shipping routes and your fleets that travel back and forth. How will you respond? Asheril's materials are produced seasonally. You can't send only one fleet a year, consisting of hundreds of ships at a time. The Twilight Fortress is gone, but our fleet can attack from Ulthuan and Anaheim..." Bel-Ahor responded.

"Don't you want Ulthuan anymore?" Cowell's tone was full of joking.

"As long as we step up our vigilance, you won't have a chance!"

"You attack our fleet while guarding Ulthuan? You have so many fleets?"

"Of course!"

"We can attack from the Turtle Islands, across the mountains and attack your mining area."

Durias slowly poured himself a glass of wine. He found that if he didn't join in the quarrel, it seemed that he would have nothing to do?
"We will send a fast strike fleet composed of dragon ships to attack your shipping routes. As long as your transport fleet is destroyed, you will suffer a fatal blow. Shipbuilding takes time, sailors need to be trained, and the newborn children of Naggaroth are crying out for food and waiting for the arrival of supplies. If the supplies that should have arrived do not appear, can your economy and order be maintained?"

Marlene glanced at Bell-Ahor, stopped what she was about to say, and finally shook her head helplessly. Just like what Dacus said just now, speak freely, speak openly, this is hypothesis and deduction.

"You're sending out the Black Arks to protect the route? The route is so long, what's the point of deploying the Ark fleet on it? You can't just deploy the Arks that are currently parked on the sea in sections to the route, right? You know that one Ark can't face a fast-moving strike fleet composed of dragon ships! Attack Ulthuan? We will expand the alert circle, and once we find the Ark, we will assemble the fleet, or even call back the strike fleet."

Dacus looked at Bel-Ahor who was firing like a cannon. He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. He had thought about these issues before. In his opinion, Bel-Ahor was cautious, rational, and good at thinking. He was not as impulsive as Yelian. He would be a qualified naval commander in the future. But now he was still a little impulsive and overreacted.

"Finubar has a good son..." He murmured in praise and turned to look at the game. The contestants changed from Talos against Finarfin to Vienne against Tyrandor. He asked Ren, who had been watching the game, "Who won just now?"

"Talos."

"That's right!" He nodded, then turned around, raised his hand, and interrupted the quarrel, "Let me tell you something."

"I'm sure you all know about the Underground Sea."

Daxus didn't think that the Asur didn't know that there was an underground sea under Naggaroth. The Asur couldn't know the specific routes because they were secrets and wealth, which were only in the hands of the admiral and a few captains. But he believed that the Asur would know the term "underground sea". After all, some Asur went to Duruchi, and some Duruchi went to Asur, and there were also prisoners captured in battle.

"There is an underground sea under Naggaroth, and there is also an underground sea under the continent of Lustria. I can assure you that these underground seas are interconnected. Siglin knows how Chapeyuto appeared, how the island carrying the lighthouse and the current port appeared." After the scene calmed down, Daquus spread his hands, paused, and then said, "With the help of Slan, we can start the project very quickly. So... we just need to shift our focus and build a new port in the heart of Asheril."

"This..." Bel-Ahol was stunned. He didn't expect that it could be played like this.

"I don't know if you noticed that when you got off the ship, there was a steel ship with a hull made of steel anchored not far away. Do you know what full steel means?" After Daxus finished speaking, he saw that Bel-Ehor was a little confused, so he explained patiently.

"There is a route connecting the two continents in the underground sea, a direct route, no need to go around. All-steel ships, all-steel ships with a particularly large cargo capacity. Sails... masts... no need, understand? We have driving equipment, and steel ships without sails are faster than sailboats sailing on the Vast Ocean. A few ships at a time, the seasonal production of Asheril can be transported back to Naggaroth. Yo, whoosh!"

At the end of his words, a strange sound came out of his mouth and he gestured up and down with his fingers, trying to work on his mentality as much as possible.

He was not talking nonsense, there really is an underground sea route connecting the two continents.

In the year 2512 of the Imperial Calendar, the black ark Shadowtide, commanded by Admiral Quirin Ulver, from Karl Carrond, launched a surprise attack on Lustria...

The Shadowtide took this route, straight to the continent of Lustria, and then died in the midst of the fire of the fire lizards, the magic of the Slann, and the huge sticks of the lizardmen.

The Shadow Tide is not a ship, but a black ark. If a black ark can come here, then he can build a 10,000-ton steel hull driven by a storm wheel, which is the Drucci version of a free ship. Isn't that even easier? Since there is no need to operate the sails, there is no need for so many sailors. The necessary sailor system, sorceresses, and soldiers to protect the ship are enough. Ten at a time, minus the miscellaneous things, it is no problem to transport 90,000 tons of supplies.

"How should you respond, sir?" After figuring out his mentality, Daxus asked a question. He wanted to see how Bel-Aihor would react.

However, just like what he thought was possible, Bel-Ahol did not say anything or make any harsh remarks, but shook his head helplessly, painfully and bitterly.

"Yes, you are very good. You are destined to have a place in the future elven navy, not because of your bloodline, but because of your ability." Daxus praised. Peeling an onion is peeling an onion. He needs to disintegrate the psychological defenses of the Asur, but he can't peel it all off, that's not good, it will damage the new account.

The underground sea is not so easy to drill. It is pitch black inside, with only the light from the ship. It feels like being on an isolated island, surrounded by darkness. In addition to the darkness, there are monsters that crawl onto the deck at any time. You have to be as prepared as you can.

Moreover, in the underground sea, the concepts of exploration and normal navigation are different. The Druch sailors did not go crazy because they knew that the captain and the fleet could take them out.

The Duruchi usually sail in groups in the underground sea, either as a fleet composed entirely of ships, or as a fleet centered on the Black Ark. There are lights in front, behind, and behind so they can be looked after, and there are also markings when they arrive at fixed locations.

Only an elite group of sailors dare to sail alone in the underground sea. This was the case with the ships that set out from Spicazuma. This was when they knew there was no problem and they could ensure safety. Otherwise...

In addition to the channel and the surprise attack, there are many forks and dead ends in the underground sea. The kind of dead ends that you find out after walking for several months, the dead ends that you can't turn around, and the dead ends that you don't have enough supplies to go back. Of course, this is without magic. It would be much better with magic, but magic can only ensure the direction and so on, and it can't always protect the mental health of the crew.

What rank does a spellcaster who can continuously cast protective magic get?
In fact, it is also possible that, in an emergency, Asur formed a small elite fleet to explore the underground sea. After discovering the passage of Duruch, he went out to call for help and then set an ambush or something.

But the prerequisite is that it is really urgent.

"In fact, there are many ways to deal with it. What I just said is just one of them. After I came back, I presided over the construction of the canal on the continent of Lustria. The working method is very simple. I drew a few lines on the map, and then my dear Lord Mazdamuddi opened his hands. Snap, and soon, the canal was built.

You won't ask, isn't the canal's outlet still in the Haohan Ocean? I can tell you without reservation, yes! But don't be like that, please respect me a little, I'm not that stupid. Not only the Haohan Ocean has an outlet, but also the Zhiyuan Sea!

How would you respond then? Deploy your fleet to the Lost Isles of Iraitis and strike across the Far Sea? Set out from Ulthuan and bypass the continent of Lustria? Our fleet rarely sails in the Far Sea, so if you want to come, we can wait.

In addition to these, there are other things, as you just said, starting from the Turtle Islands, crossing the Sotek Ridge, and attacking our mining area. I can't reveal the details, but I can guarantee that we can find you before you cross the ridge, we even know which route you take, we can wait on this side of the mountain and launch an attack before you rest.

This is on land. There are also many complicated situations and battles at sea. For example, the combat fleet comes out of the underground sea, passes through the canal to Chapeiuto, and then launches an attack from Chapeiuto. The Black Ark Fleet and countless fleets of ships attack Ossuan, and so on!

In short, there are many different moves and endless variations, all of which are in the military realm. To put it more bluntly, we are like two bad chess players exchanging pieces, neither of us can get anything good out of it. We are competing on consumption and endurance, to see who can outlast the other and keep bleeding the other. "

Marlene placed her left hand on the table, her fingertips tightly clasped, her brows furrowed, and she sighed heavily. She looked away from Dacus and turned to the table, trying to sort out the complicated emotions in her heart. She was used to Dacus' straightforward style, but every time she heard Dacus analyze the problem so calmly and straightforwardly, she could not completely suppress the trembling in her heart, which was why she had not joined the debate.

"Everything he said was true, without sugarcoating."

She silently said in her heart, although she didn't want to admit it, but..., and Dacus didn't use any illusory language, nor did he play with words. Every word Dacus said was the reality in front of him, without lies, no disguise, and no false fantasy. This made it difficult for her to refute, but she felt powerless.

She couldn't help but picture the two losers exchanging pieces in her mind. Thinking of the endless naval battles, the losses of routes and fleets, the endless consumption of resources and the long endurance war on both sides, she couldn't help but let a bitter smile appear on the corners of her mouth.

The war between Druki and Asur, as Daxus described, has never changed. It has always been a protracted bloodletting game. Malekith was unable to occupy Ulthuan, and Asur was unable to end Druki, generation after generation, and now it was her generation.

“Once the problem of the route to Duruchi is solved, this war will be even more terrible.”

Her mood was extremely heavy, and even before Dacus opened his mouth, she had already anticipated what Dacus was going to say next.

"Bel-Aihor, please tell me, beyond the military scope, have you thought about political and economic issues?" Sure enough, just as Marlene expected, Daxus turned his gaze to Bel-Aihor, his tone as calm as ever, but with a hint of sharpness.

"Political and economic issues... Of course I have thought about them." Bel-Aihor was shocked and almost dropped the wine glass in his hand. He looked a little embarrassed, but he quickly adjusted himself. He cleared his throat, raised his head, and looked directly at Daquus, trying to hide his inner uneasiness.

"Well... politically, Asur has always had a clear ruling structure. As for the economy, well, trade has always been an important aspect that supports us..." His tone revealed his hesitation. Obviously, this area was not something he was good at. He paused and tried to give an answer.

"Stop hesitating, Bel-Ahor, listen. War is not an isolated existence. It is an extension of political, economic and social issues. Do you think the war can be won by the army alone? No, we are competing for resources, for the hearts of the people, and for who can live better outside of war. A war that comprehensively utilizes all the power of a country is a comprehensive contest. I call it a total war."

Bel-Ahor was speechless and his face turned slightly red. He turned to Marlene, trying to seek support, but Marlene still lowered her head in thought, obviously not intending to help him.

"Okay, I won't make things difficult for you. Can I teach you a lesson? Analyze it from a different angle? I think I am qualified?" Daxus smiled, his tone revealing an unquestionable confidence. He paused for a moment and looked at Bel-Aihor, who slowly lowered his head and then nodded slightly, obviously agreeing to his proposal.

He paused, glanced at Asul who was present, and continued.

"First, we need to consider Finnubar's identity. He is not only your father, Bel-Ehor, but he is also planning to become the first Phoenix King from the Kingdom of Itain, which is why your father chose to visit Elsing Arwen.

Although he did not bring back the Phoenix Crown, there is no doubt that your father's visit was successful. He established contact with Aenil and Asrai and reached trade. He also established a deep friendship with humans. I think the moment your father returns to Lothern, his political reputation will reach its peak, but it has not yet reached its peak.

Perhaps... he would persuade Bel-Hathor and the nobles to open Lothern and allow humans to cross the Great Ocean to trade with Lothern. By then, the whole of Ulthuan would be thriving and everything would be going in a good direction. But is this true? Has the population of Asur increased? No, because your political structure has not changed. You just have more money and can afford more soldiers.

Maybe... one day, there will be more humans in Lothern than in Asur? When you go shopping, you may even see dwarves following humans across the ocean to make a living in Lothern. Can you imagine this scene? Dwarves forge weapons in the blacksmith shop in Lothern and then sell them to the Asur.

It doesn’t matter if it works or not, because I got off topic! Sorry.”

The Drukis listened quietly without laughing, because they knew that what Daquus was going to say next was very important.

“Your father is a wise man, I think there is no doubt about that. He would not have remained indifferent to the loss of a strategic location like the Anureil Peninsula, especially after the death of your aunt and ally’s daughter.

Because all your father's actions represent not only his personal will, but also the supporters behind him. That is to say, his every move is being watched, and he must react. He will definitely do something, there is no doubt about that. However, the key issue is not whether he will do it, but what he will do. "

Would he choose a symbolic action in response? Or would he persuade Bel-Hathor to launch an all-out war of retaliation? Have you considered this question? No, I don't think you have." At the end, Dakwus turned his gaze to Bel-Ahor.

"I really...didn't think that far ahead." Bel-Ahol said in a low voice, his face slightly flushed.

"This is normal. Our lives are a process of learning and accepting. But you have to understand that the actions of a country cannot be easily determined by personal will. After Edith was assassinated, Morville came to power. I think you are very clear about what happened afterwards. Some of you have lived through that era.

So, let's discuss politically, why did that happen? Because Addis was assassinated! Moviel, who came to power, had to respond and take revenge! Moreover, at that time, you had recovered some strength and had the capital to take revenge, so you launched an attack on Nagaros with new hatred and old grudges.

What about Twilight Fortress?

Have you recovered your strength since the last war? As far as I know, no!

The question is, is this revenge an act of state or an individual? In Ulthuan, not only do you know what he wants, they know it too. If he chooses all-out war, will you and they accept it? Can Ulthuan's resources and people bear it?
Can your father convince Bel-Hathor? Can he convince other kingdoms? How much benefit will your faction have to give in the process? Have you calculated it? Before you start formal trade with humans, do you have that much capital?
I can tell you clearly that no matter what Finnubar does, he will face great pressure. If he chooses symbolic retaliation, he will be regarded as weak and incompetent! "

"So, what you mean is... no matter which method we choose, there will be serious consequences?" Bel-Ahol raised his head with a complicated expression.

"Of course, this is where I excel. I will use every loophole and every opportunity to make your father's choice more difficult. Think about it, if you fail to convince them, or if they are only willing to send a small number of ships for support, what will happen to this complex fleet?
Don't show that kind of disbelief, Bel-Ahol, you have to know that your father is taking revenge, he has to take the initiative, the longer he delays, the more disadvantageous it will be for him. But we are different, we can wait, wait very patiently, we send out bait to lure your father over.

Actually… here, two time nodes appear. "

Dacus held up two fingers. (End of this chapter)