Hey, King!

2021-10-18

Chapter 316 Chapter 319 Obviously

Dagon "sacrificed". The elves took advantage of their mobility and eventually surrounded Dagon and then "swarmed" him. Two fists are invincible to four hands, Dagon finally "killed" an elf, and there is nothing he can do for the remaining six. His sacrifice successfully delayed the time, and by the time these elves returned, their original stronghold had already been taken over by Toban and the others, and even part of the civil engineering renovation had been completed.

Faced with the crossbow behind the parapet, the elves know that it is difficult to win, at least not without making enough sacrifices. They looked at each other, and the most suitable "servant team" to be sacrificed was gone, and none of the remaining people wanted to lose points in vain. After a tacit silence for a section length of time, the elves left Torban's stronghold and moved on to the next one. Anyway, Jiangu clansman is also impossible to occupy all the strongholds, and the elves will always have a share.

But Dagon stalled, the elves had just reached their stronghold and the exam was over. According to the exam regulations, reaching the stronghold will not directly score points, and it takes a short period of time to occupy it, but the elf students did not do it. If there are only elves and invigilators in the examination room, they will get this score, and there will be no objection. It's a pity that there is a "ghost" behind the elf.

Dagon frivolously waved to the instructor, indicating that his eyes would see the stronghold clearly, and his ears would hear the chime of the end of the exam clearly.

“Why didn’t you just leave?” the proctor glared at Dagon.

"I was knocked out, I was a little lost." Dagon said, "It would be better if it was underground. The surrounding trees make me uncomfortable. Teacher, can you point me in the direction? "

"Over there!" The invigilator raised his hand to point at Dagon, not in a good mood. "I know the direction, and leave now!"

"Invigilator, I'll leave now. By the way, they didn't have enough time to occupy the stronghold. I could see it clearly just now." Dagon tugged at his beard, said with a smile: "I don't mean anything else, I just feel like I didn't die in vain, it's good."

"Stop talking nonsense here! Academy has always been fair. You thought the elf students would fight with dwarves Is it just as bad as this?"

"Not bad, not bad." Dagon waved his hand hurriedly and said, "Our grades are more dangerous, we have to work hard for every point, no way, this is the Academy's Reality."

Dagon stroked his beard and walked back, the Jiangu classmates were waiting for him at the door. There were smiles on everyone's faces, but the smiles only bloomed after meeting with Dagon. They walked side by side, forming a tight battle group, standing in front of the scoreboard waiting for the final score.

Only by looking at the scoreboard can we know the relationship between the winners and losers of others. Hammerdom, who is most sensitive to gains and losses, was the first to find that Dagon's results were very regular. "You gave at least three points," he said. "These three people owe Dagon a favor, whether they pass the exam or not!"

"Don't owe favor, it won't." Dagon said: "Human favor! It's better not to owe it, I hope we can transplant a few trees to the martial skill field together. I cut down several trees during the test, and I must make up for them, but I really don't know how to plant trees."

"I guessed it was you from the sound." Hammerdom said, "Everyone can only bring weapon models. How did you cut down the trees with wooden models?"

"Strength enough." Dagon tugged at his beard and said, "I can't do it either. The elves are really nimble, they jump on the branches, we must take advantage of this."

"The elves are also taking advantage of the terrain. Not to mention changing to a hole in the ground, as long as they go to the ground, aren't they still pushed by us?" Toban put his hands on his belly, and the laughter never stopped, he said: "The elves have been relying on the woods and archery for so many years, and there is nothing new. In the future, we will have the confidence to take the martial skill exam!"

Dagon shook his head and said, "The two games yesterday and today The exam gave me some ideas. Mobility, range, lethality, the full combination of these three, the prospects in combat... It's really hard to deal with, we..."

"Let's not talk about this now. The results are out!" Toban was gearing up, staring at the paper pigeon that flew out of the arena.

The end result: everyone passed the exam again, Dagon the first time. His grades are in the middle, just out of the pass line. Everyone knows that Dagon "sacrifices" to delay the elves in team battles, and his scores suffer, and he also gave up some points in the previous one-on-one test. In fact, his current grades are better than his ranking first.

"It's still the old rules, we will celebrate together after all the exams are completed!"

The words of John Modom made everyone cheer, and Dagon was also laughed, and raised it to the sky with everyone fist. However, he was still thinking about the previous questions, whether mobility, range and lethality were the decisive factors in future wars, and whether heavy armor and heavy armor would be ruthlessly eliminated. He thinks this question is very important, because...

Because the elves have a flying city.

Hammerdom noticed that Dagon was meditating and asked him what he was thinking on the way back to the dorm together. Hearing that Dagon mentioned the Flying City, Hanmodom nodded, and said: "The Flying City is really powerful, and the changes in the Northland can explain everything. Although the pioneer city only went to the Northland once, the situation there has been completely changed. Unconvinced barbarians began to migrate northeast to the ice plains, perhaps joining the tribe of the frost giants and accepting their shelter.Other Barbarian Races—I mean those who didn’t put up a desperate struggle—started to consider accepting canine teeth An adaptation of the fortress to gain access to the Nansheng life of the fortress."

"They're moving south of the canine fortress?" Dagon frowned.

"It's too dangerous to stay in the north. I heard that the elves will let the flying city go to clean it every once in a while. Who can stand this threat? The elves can't organize a large-scale army, and the mages are reluctant to go. Now in the flying city, everyone is bombarding the Barbarian Race tribe. Even if they surrender locally, Jiangu clansman in the dogtooth fortress can't command the elves, in case Those elven mages got the wrong target and were bombed regardless of surrender?"

"It's really troublesome for them. But can't the canine fortress accommodate them?"

"The Barbarian Race in the Northland is closer to humans in terms of blood, and there are half-orcs. The canine fortress is basically Jiangu clansman, and there are feuds. It is also for the elves to let them go." : "From the canine fortress to the south, the human lords need labor, and now they are all there to pick and choose, take away the working and fertile, and leave the rest to the cold winter in the north to solve. I let Toban receive some, especially It is to arrange for women and children to live here, so as to attract some main workers."

"How is the work in the nursery?"

Han Modom scratched his head and said. : "I think I can collect more, but the consideration of the nursery is also right. Chiling City has just started to develop, and this is only the first year. The new harvest has not been put into storage yet, so I don't dare to take too much. At least it has to pass this. In winter, look at the balance of the warehouse and make arrangements for the next year's development, so that you can make money. He said... er..."

"What?"

"He said This winter will be very sad, but those who survive will definitely be better. Chiling City can’t save everyone, so it’s the most important thing to let your own people not die of starvation.” Hammerdom said: “Although it’s a bit ruthless, But he's right. This year's food is particularly hard to come by, elves and human lords have tightened their warehouses, and no one plans to sell food for money. The business of my caravan has been affected."

North A series of changes occurred in the ground like a combination of punches, cracking, smashing, and digesting the power of the Barbarian Race. The planning and execution ability of the elves is indeed very strong, and they make full use of their own advantages. When the twelve flying cities are all completed, their power will enter a new stage completely.

"Hammerdom, that civic point you're talking about...I think it's kind of like what's going on in Canine Fortress."

"What's going on? Dagon, you mean The human lord has arranged places for the Barbarian Race in the Northland that wants to go south?" Hammerdom thought for a moment, then nodded: "It's a bit like. In front of the Barbarian Race in the Northland, the human lords do have the ability to decide their fate, but You also have to think about it, the Northland Barbarian Race has a need to leave their homes, but everyone doesn't have an urgent need to go to the Sky City."

"What if there was?"

"No... I can't think of it anyway." Hammerdom shook his head and said, "Dagon, I think so. There are only twelve flying cities, each of which is as big as a few peaks turned upside down. Don't Speaking of other races, even the entire elves can't move up. If everyone really has urgent needs, then the flying city can't meet the needs of the elves themselves. I know you are implying that the elves may create such needs, but once they do , don't they suffer losses themselves? Who would do such a loss-making business!"

Dagon scratched his scalp and then nodded, what Hammerdom said made sense, he should have thought too much.

"You think a lot and have many fresh ideas. We all admire you. In the previous test of the martial skill class, you arranged tactics for everyone for three consecutive years, and the effect is very good! Yesterday you still Passed the exam of the curse sword class, did you also arrange the elf tutor?" Hanmo Dom said: "However, sometimes you think too much, we can manage it well now. The elves and Jiangu clan relationship, you should be worrying about the election of the king, and the lords of various cities, your adoptive father and my father. I'm not saying you shouldn't think about it, but you think so much and find that you have no ability to manage it, no Would it be more difficult?"

"Thank you for your relief," Dagon said, punching Hammerdom in the chest, "I'll listen to you, I don't want to worry about it anymore. But citizens share this It's you who brought it up, and what's going on with it, you have to find out - I won't bother!"

"Okay! But if you want to sell points, you know who you have to call. Is it?" Hammerdom gave himself a thumbs up, and the answer was obvious.

(end of this chapter)