Universal Lord: My sixth subordinate screwed me over so badly!

The old man was very happy.

Su Yue was thinking that Eric was infected by Cthulhu, which should be a good thing.

Who knew that at this time, Countess Joanna Rivers beside him woke up.

"Dear Baron Canaan... Are you still not asleep?"

Su Yue sighed, "I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

In the night, it seemed that the sound of the opera "Sleepless Tonight" came, and all kinds of chaos happened like the Phantom of the Opera. In short, Su Yue couldn't manage his own time.

Count Joanna, since you want to win over Su Yue and let him help restore your authority.

You must show the greatest sincerity!

For this Canaan lord.

Is there anything else she can give?

Of course there is.

...

In the night, a large number of refugees rushed to Su Yue's territory...

Ragnar looked at the extremely weak and seemingly overworked internal affairs officer Eric in front of him and said, "You look very bad... You need to rest..."

"No... Canaan's registration has to continue, and I want to work for the lord forever..."

Ragnar said, "I'll get the supplies and food that Ms. Idya needs."

"It's ready."

When Eric was here, he never neglected Idya, Gregory and others, but the hardworking civil servant in front of him had a look of "death from overwork" on his face. of deathly aura...

"Sir, the interior minister is probably going to die of overwork. The arrival of the first advisor, Huntington Frederick II, and Count Joanna has attracted more refugees to the Canaan Territory... Resettling the refugees and completing the internal affairs of the territory have almost drained all his mental energy..."

Ide Ya smiled and said, "Does he intend to join Cthulhu?"

"Of course he does."

"Give him the power of Cthulhu."

"Yes!"

Eric suddenly felt a strange itching sensation on his neck, and then a series of monster genetic appearances emerged from his body.

"What...what is this?"

"This is Lord Ide Ya's blessing to you. Thank you for all your contributions to the Canaan Territory." Eric didn't care about his appearance.

He only felt that his energy was a little dazed, and the fatigue and tiredness of not sleeping for a long time were swept away!

"Great, this way I can continue to work for the Lord!! Great!"

Ragnar looked at the "workaholic" in front of him and felt helpless.

"How many refugees are expected to come today?"

"In the early morning alone, including the captured rebels, the subsequent refugees will most likely make our territory's refugee population exceed 20,000+. Canaan's current Level 5 residential buildings can accommodate 40,000 refugees, and the houses are not yet full... but."

"But what?"

"But the refugees are too many. Even I and the treacherous devil believers cannot review all the refugees. There may be some spies who are malicious towards Canaan."

Ragnar said: "This is normal..."

"By the way...you have been speaking this inhuman language to me? You..."

Ragnar smiled and said: "Yes, you have been influenced for a long time."

"!!!"

"Let's go, Dagon's Secret Order is waiting for your worship. It doesn't take much time, just go through the process..."

"Okay!"

...

In the night, the mighty Dragon Port is busy with construction under the work of countless farmers working all night.

Gregory's "Noble" attribute blessing of "Territory Residents' Fatigue -10%, Territory Residents' Tolerance +10%" allows these farmers to work beyond their limits. Coupled with the sacred lighting spell cast by Europa late at night, the port at night is as bright as day!

"What is that!?"

The imperial envoys from Qiwell City immediately dispatched their city envoys to Canaan after Countess Joanna took the throne of Canaan.

A Canaan devil cult believer laughed and said, "This is our port!"

"Port?!!"

The envoys from Qiwell City looked at the huge building with a shocked expression. The coastal area of ​​"Balayamakhan" is very large, but the port is so majestic and domineering that even the road workers have completed the construction of some 5th-level roads...

"Canaan... is it going to get involved in the ocean? Aren't they afraid of the seal of the high elves?

Locks and the notorious taxes? ! "

"What taxes?"

"All enemy fleets passing through the "Remis" Strait controlled by the high elves will be forced by the high elves to check the oak barrels and items on the ship, and then impose high taxes, and take off their weapons and search their bodies. If they are not careful, they will be slaughtered by the high elves..."

"Many high elf lords will also ask our fishing boats and merchant ships from Qiwell City to kneel down to them... and even ask for compensation... If they don't pay, they will die."

"... So miserable?"

"So Qiwell City is indeed a coastal city, and there are many cold areas that can produce rare ice fish and a large amount of ice needed by the empire lords in summer... But facing the oppression of the high elves for too many years, I advise you... to focus your thoughts on other things. Your port is so huge, it should be abandoned soon, right? "

His implication was very simple. We in Qiwell will be attacked and exploited by the elves on the sea... and threatened by the "Remis" territory of the high elves at the pass...

Canaan is now building this port on the sea, and I'm afraid it can only wander in its own river... I'm afraid it can't go out.

-Even if it can enter the ocean, it will probably have to pay an unimaginable price; it will be a wedding dress for the high elf lord.

"... So pessimistic?"

"Yes, it is so pessimistic. On the other hand, the fleets that come to Qiwell for trade make a lot of money every year. They even developed a bullshit "Sons of Liberty Chamber of Commerce". In addition to making huge profits through high elf handicrafts, they don't pay taxes to our Qiwell territory. "

"No taxes? !"

"The Sons of Liberty believe in "no taxation without representation"! ! They didn't recognize the rule of Henry VII of the Empire before, and now the Empire is caught in the civil war of the Eastern Expedition... They are even more unscrupulous... Damn it! Do you know what the crude fishermen in Qiwell City call the high elves behind their backs? "

"Call them "long-eared beasts." "

"..."

The devil believers of Canaan listened to the words of the Qiwell City messenger with great interest.

The high elves do not pay taxes when they come to Qiwell City...

Qiwell passes through the "Lemire" territory of the high elves, but has to pay extremely heavy taxes, and is also exploited and despised by the high elves... In this world, strength is still king.

"The Lord of Canaan, the great Lord of the Gods, Su Yue, will teach the high elves a lesson. ”

“…”

The envoy of Qiwell sighed. It is easier said than done!

The high elves, these “long-eared beasts” are not to be trifled with!!

…

…

The North Fortress, the Jinzun tribe of the dwarves, looked at the huge steel train behind them, which was emitting steam and black coal smoke, and made a “gulp, gulp, grunt” sound!!

Abt Bodu said: “Has the new round of troops arrived? !”

A large number of fifth-level dwarf butchers and fourth-level iron-breaking warriors, nearly 20,000 people, accompanied by the orders of the upper echelons of the Dwarf Empire, launched reinforcements for the North Fortress!

“We have received your letter. The threat from the Canaan territory is getting worse and worse… We must eliminate this threat!”

“Do you want to take the initiative? "Abt Bodu rode on a larger, nearly two-meter-tall gray wolf, sniffing at General "Red Hammer" Boduen beside him.

"Only defense is the best offense! ! And offense is the best defense... We just need to wait for the arrival of the transport troops, and then fill the empty trains with coal and steel and transport them back to the empire."

"Canaan... can't be the opponent of our Dwarf Empire. As long as I, Red Hammer, exist in the North Fort, it will not be affected by anyone or any force from the elves and humans."

Abt Bodu said: "There are at least more than 1,000 dwarf rebels in the Canaan territory, and even many dwarf laborers who were over-exploited by us have fled to the Canaan territory. They also provided military intelligence and the location of our mining area."

"Huh? ! ! "

"He, a human lord, actually attracted dwarves to join? ! "

Abt Bodu said respectfully: "Sir, you said before that working overnight and all night is the norm. You don't treat the lower-level dwarves as human beings. They have rioted many times."

"What do you think about this?"

"I think they do need a rest..."

"Red Hammer" General Bodu sneered: "They don't need to rest. What the dwarves need is iron blood and steel. The flesh cannot compare to the absolute spiritual will."

Abt Bodu sighed

A sound.

This Lord named "Red Hammer" is indeed very strong in many cases, but he is careless in domestic affairs and personnel arrangements, and often drinks... He is indeed not a qualified manager; he may be a successful general, but his stubborn nature makes him intolerant of any dissent and other voices...

Seeing the increasing number of traitors and dwarves fleeing to the northern fortress... He even found that the trade volume of many other lords who sell ironware to dwarves is declining. Now it is just the beginning, but what about the future? What about later? !

"Trouble..."

"But the 20,000-plus dwarf army supported by the railway, as well as the continuous supply of logistics corps and the establishment of the "Dwarf Reserve" division, should not be defeated!! But Canaan is developing too fast, too fast..."

The high places of the Dwarf Fortress, the lookouts every day, and the scouts in the distance will provide intelligence on Canaan, and they even planted a lot of spies among the dwarves in the Canaan territory... But so many intelligence angles all show that Canaan is an "extremely dangerous" and "extremely fast-growing" imperial territory! !

Abt Bodu didn't know why, he just felt that the decisive battle with the Canaan territory was not far away...

They were developing too fast, if they wanted to expand the area of ​​the territory, occupying a new territory was the best choice! ?

Although the human race was caught in a civil war... didn't he want to quell the rebellion and establish a higher title and reputation within the human empire?

Or hunt for more medals and become a "real medal plunderer"?

Abt Bodu fell into deep thought...

The more he thought, the tighter his brows frowned! !

The attitude of General Boduen, the "Red Hammer" of the Northern Fortress, worried him. The wine blurred the will of the dwarf generals, making them feel "underestimating the enemy" due to alcohol...

But what about Canaan?

Will they underestimate the enemy?

"Lead, paper, paint, glass, tea... these items actually took up two whole cars!" The gray-bearded dwarf on the train spat,

"Red Hammer Bodune of the Golden Bottle Tribe is really greedy!"

"Haha, the Golden Bottle Tribe of the Dwarf Empire is extremely luxurious, you and I can only turn a blind eye!"

"I heard that there is a wine carriage in the back for the general's personal enjoyment, which is full of boxes of smuggled grape wines from the Human Empire and other places, as well as strong liquor!"

"I want to be a general too!!"

Corruption, chaos, underestimation of the enemy caused by alcohol, and the self-consolidation of General "Red Hammer" Bodune who ignored the threat of Canaan and focused on defense without the will to fight before the war; stubbornness and complacency have formed the "stubborn state" of the Northern Fortress at this moment!

As a wise man of the Dwarf Northern Fortress, Abbot Bodune's worries will soon become a new reality!