Blood Dragon

Robin put down his pen and looked at the diary he had recorded with satisfaction.There was a loud voice outside, and Robin recognized that it was the loud voice of a church priest—he was arguing with whom and what.

Robin went out curiously to have a look, but saw several people standing together, one of them was a priest of the church, and the others were prominent figures in the Bin tribe, and Belle was among them.Of course, Baylor didn't participate in the dispute, he just smiled and kept listening.After seeing Robin, Belleil walked over here.

"What happened, my lord?" Robin asked.

"To be honest, it's completely inexplicable." Baylor said in a low voice. "People in the church think that the Bin people must all adopt the new calendar..."

"New calendar?" Robin asked strangely.Now is the time of war, and there are people arguing over such trivial matters as the calendar?Can't we just deal with it after the war?

"Yes, the new calendar. They think it's the third year of the new calendar... Any records and writing about time must conform to the new calendar." Baylor shrugged. "I don't understand the devotion of these religious fanatics at all. What's there to argue about this big thing? Still," he added. "Kedasa will definitely compromise on this, because this is a small matter that no one cares about except the church."

Robin couldn't agree more with that.On the other side, the voice of the debate also softened, and it was obvious that the priest had the upper hand and "convinced" the other party.Robin glanced in another direction inadvertently, but saw a dozen or so gorgeously dressed people walking towards Kedaza's big tent.Robin recognized those people as the elders of the Bin clan.

"As for them...Kedasa may not necessarily compromise." Baylor was also staring at the team, uttering this meaningful sentence.

Baelor stared at the group until they disappeared into Kedazar's tent.But he didn't take any action. After the group of people walked into the tent, he said lightly: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to rest."

Robin couldn't hold back his curiosity for a moment.Because he is an honored guest of the Bin tribe, he can move freely without any restrictions in this place far away from the front line.So he walked towards the big tent, and came to a good place where he could eavesdrop on the conversation inside.But it turned out that it was pointless for him to do so, because the voices in the tent were so loud that they could be heard from a long distance away.

"My people are starving, do you want us to starve?" a loud voice was yelling.

"I sympathize with your situation, but my food is very limited..." Kaidasa's voice was not small, and there was an extremely strong taste in his voice. "And it is your responsibility to cause this situation! Your tribe has too few warriors and too many mouths that can walk!"

"Our soldiers died on the front line, but you hoarded food and watched us starve!" The loud voice continued to shout. "Do you think we don't know? You got it from the Ryan people..."

More voices sounded, different in pitch and mixed together, but the anger in them was the same.On the other side, Kaidasa, there was no answer.I don't know if he was speechless or simply ignored.

However, things did not develop out of hand.Then their voices fell, and there seemed to be a discussion, and then some sort of agreement.

At the end, Robin watched them come out of the tent.Although anger and unwillingness could be clearly seen on their faces, the ferocious aura they had when they came had disappeared.Robin couldn't figure out what happened. If they had reached an agreement to share supplies from Kaidasa, then the anger and unwillingness on their faces should not be so much now.If it is said that their conversation collapsed, then their original aura full of anger has disappeared.

He returned to Belleel's tent, where Belleel was lying there with his eyes closed, and he raised his eyelids slightly when Robin came in.

"Robin, it seems that you have inquired about something."

"My lord, it's like this..." Robin said everything he saw and heard.And specifically pointed out what I didn't understand.

"This is too simple." Belle laughed. "It's just a conditional compromise. If you don't understand... Well, let me think about it... What do you think Kedaza wants most?"

"Of course all the tribal leaders swore allegiance to him and belonged to his tribe." Robin replied.

"That's right, but someone refused to accept this result. So he chose a slightly inferior result?"

"A little bit less? Why is it called a little bit less..."

"That is to make a deal, exchange food for what you want. I guess, it is probably in exchange for them to attack Silvania more proactively. For example, when it is Kaidasa's turn to attack, they must send troops to Assist Kaidaza. I think this should be the result. Robin, you see, because Kaidaza has supplies in his hands, he takes the absolute initiative in this struggle. It is right to go left, and go right That's right. He is in control of the 'big trend', while the other elders are controlled every step of the way. Isn't this very similar to war?"

"what?"

"The so-called war also has a similar 'power'. If the general trend becomes successful, it is extremely difficult to reverse it. The winning side will win no matter how they fight, the difference is that they win more and win less. They all lose, the only difference is more losses and less losses. Robin, do you understand?"

A light flashed in Robin's mind. "I understand, Lord Belel. It's just like your plan... this time to drive away tigers and wolves. Even if the vampires completely wipe out the Bin tribe, or the Bin tribe wipes out the vampires... for both of them, victory or defeat is a loss." .”

"That's it, Robin. Your nature may not allow you to become a very good battlefield commander, the kind of general who relies on arranging troops to turn the tide, but you can try to become another kind of general, for example, with A strategist who aims to grasp this 'potential'."

Bellel said, he saw the spark of fascination in Robin's eyes.The young man was immersed in some kind of thoughts at the moment, forgetting himself for a while.

"However, Robin, you must remember that mastering the 'power' does not determine everything. You must know that the final elimination of the enemy depends on the duel on the battlefield. You can weaken the enemy through strategies, and even greatly weaken the enemy. But you can’t rely solely on these methods to destroy the enemy. But it’s too early to tell you this..."

While Belleel carefully taught his attendants, Damon also received relevant information in a camp not far from them.Among the people who went to Kaidasa's big tent just now, several of them were in front of him.

"Kedasa is really crazy!" Damon spit out these words after listening to the other party's explanation.

When the Bin tribe held a meeting of the great elders to decide how to make a choice, the issue of supplies was a key.Belair offered a strategic plan of stepping at every step, relying on favorable positions, and using a series of smaller-scale battles to consume the vampires.This plan does not avoid material issues.In Baylor's plan, the relevant food can be provided by the Ryan people.The Ryan people did fulfill the agreement, but the result was still very bad.

Damon himself is considered a well-prepared type.But his wisdom doesn't speak for everyone.There are always those who are underprepared and put their expectations on the promises of the Ryans.

"What should we do?" Everyone's expectant eyes were on Damon.

"How's the situation? I mean, over there in Kedaza," Damon asked.

"In the past month, at least seven people have sworn allegiance to him in exchange for his support." Someone replied. "As for the sporadic people who joined his tribe, it is impossible to count. His power is expanding every day."

"There are still some people who are optimistic about the war. They think that the war will end within a month. We have already defeated the vampires in a head-on battle and won a complete victory. As long as we take advantage of the victory and pursue the pursuit, it is not difficult to eliminate the vampires. The current predicament, a little After a while, it’s over.”

"What should we do?" Another person repeated the question. "Kedasa is now exchanging food for soldiers. In this way, his tribe will not have to go to the battlefield in the future. After this war of attrition is over, his power will be the best and most complete."

"There is no way for now." Damon replied after a moment of pondering. "We'll just have to wait... Is Kedaza hiding all his provisions in Mir City?"

"Now that city has become his private territory." Another person complained, but suddenly, he thought of something. "Lord Damon, are you planning to..." He made a sneak attack gesture. "Take the food directly from him?"

"Impossible." Damon replied. "If we do that, we're going to have a civil war first. In this case, it's almost suicidal. And we're all on the front lines now, and Qedasa has an army near Mill City... …He will definitely mention this kind of accident. Haven’t you noticed the rules of his grain transportation? Each time he only transports the grain and grass needed for three to five days, even if he has made a plan that “it doesn’t matter if it is robbed.”

"That guy is really scheming. He was the first to fight, so the camp he occupied was the one closest to Mill City." Damon's voice was a little admirable. "It looks brave on the surface, but in fact, this situation has been considered long ago."

"But if things go on like this, the tradition of our Bin clan... If everyone swears allegiance to him, then he will become a king."

"King?" Damon responded vaguely, but he let out an angry curse in his heart. "Your stupidity and greed will kill us all!"

……

"Sylvanian War No. 80, five days. It was sunny. The situation finally changed, and the speed of the Bin tribe began to slow down. The vampires adopted new tactics and harassed us infinitely. Every day after dark, the corpses Ghosts, ghosts, or dire wolves sneak in to attack. A banshee did a lot of damage the night before. The howl of a banshee is deadly to those without a strong will. Ordinary weapons There was no way to harm her, and at least a hundred people were killed by her howling before the monster was finally wiped out by the oncoming magicians."