Release that Witch - Chapter 1053

[Chapter 1032 The King of Graycastle (Part 2)]

The sand sea in the extreme south, the source of Yinchuan.

Brian sat in the tent, waiting for news from the front.

Opposite him were the patriarch of the Furious Flame Clan, Guerz Burning Fire, and the Elder of the Osha Clan, Thuram.

The two of them have now become the spokespersons of the Mojin clan.

In addition to the commander of the Musketeer Battalion representing the Great Chief, it can be said that the leaders who can determine the fate of the Sand People have all gathered here.

The cold wind on the desert makes the tarpaulin rattle, but the tent is extremely warm—this sandy land seems to be sitting on a huge brazier, no matter how cold the surface is, bury your feet in the salt sand You can always feel hot air gushing out, and its effect is comparable to that of the kang and heating system in Neverwinter.

The locals even invented something like a sand bed—planing out a shallow pit on the ground that is as long and wide as one person, replacing the white salt sand with sifted fine sand, and then burying themselves in it to maximize the human life. Keep warm.

And the fine sand is soft to the touch, even more comfortable to lie on than a quilt woven from linen.

If you pitch a tent above your head, you can live comfortably all winter.

It’s a pity that it was this geothermal heat that ruined the vitality of this place.

The salt in the seawater continued to precipitate, turning the desert of about 100 kilometers into a piece of snow white.

Let alone flowers and trees, even sandworms and poisonous scorpions are hard to see.

Without an oasis, there would be no source of food. The vast plain is no different from a dead land. In terms of desolation, there may only be black water swamps in the extreme south.

For hundreds of years, the Mojin people only built a few scattered wooden houses at the junction of the saline-alkali land for those salt collectors who came from afar to live temporarily, but now, the situation has changed.

“You’re very calm, young man,” Gultz broke the silence suddenly, “The Raging Tide Clan and the Bone Cutter Clan are the most powerful clans in Iron Sand City. The Great Chief can easily defeat them, but it doesn’t mean that those small tribes Can do that too—that’s all you have faith in them for?”

Seeing someone start, Thuram also quickly added, “In this year, no new tribe in Iron Sand City has been promoted to the six major clans. Obviously, they control all the resources flowing into the city. In the extreme south, as long as there are With enough food, the clan will recover quickly. Their current strength is probably even stronger than before you came here.”

“Confidence? No…” Brian shook his head slowly, “I don’t have such a thing for them.”

“Then…why don’t you use the great chief’s troops?” Thuram was a little surprised, “You only need to dispatch a hundred people, and with the warriors of Kuangyan and Aosha, it will definitely make this group of arrogant people dare not to fight. One step beyond the little oasis.”

“And then? Let the First Army patrol the Yinchuan Oasis forever, acting as the guardians of those small tribes?” Brian looked at him, “Do you think that is what His Majesty wants to see?”

“Uh, this…” Thuram was speechless for a moment.

Shortly after the implementation of the Great Migration Plan, the development of the extreme southern region also started. In addition to the construction of Daqing Port at Endless Cape, another focus is the saline-alkali land at the source of Yinchuan.

Due to the lack of river channels, if you want to transport these white industrial resources out of the desert, you can only rely on a lot of manpower and animal power to drag them to the nearest tributary of the Chishui River.

For this reason, the two cities of Zhuolongling and Bishuigang offered generous conditions to attract enough sand people to join the sand-moving army.

In just one year, many tents and people came and went at the junction of the saline-alkali land.

A deep well was dug, and fresh water was pumped from the Yinchuan underground river flowing underground. It was used for drinking as well as for filtering and purifying the salt sand.

Simple factory buildings were built accordingly. There was no gushing steam, no roar of machines, and everything was done by human hands—the whole process was like panning for gold. People gathered the wealth scattered among thousands of gravels and recrystallized them into Then they are loaded into trucks and transported to the hinterland of the western region, waiting for further processing. This repetitive and boring work has become a new melody in the saline-alkali land.

Although there are still no oases, sandworms, and poisonous scorpions, the place is getting bustling little by little.

The promise of food and clothing attracted not only migrants but also undecided small tribes.

They often come to the junction in groups and exchange their physical strength for wheat, dried meat and cloth.

Some happily returned to the oasis with food, while some stayed and became part of the migrants.

This phenomenon has aroused the dissatisfaction of the big clans in Iron Sand City. The more clans that leave the oasis, the less resources they can get.

The conflict finally broke out two months ago. The Raging Wave and the Bone Cutter clan dispatched cavalry to intercept and kill a group of small tribesmen who set out from the oasis, and threw their heads on the only way to the north. The intention was obviously He was warning other Mo Jinsha people who were about to move.

The big clans didn’t dare to make an enemy of the King of Graycastle, so they pointed their butcher knives at the small tribes that hadn’t surrendered. They probably thought that they wouldn’t incur the wrath of the great chief. After all, no northern king would really care about hundreds of people Sha Min’s life and death, but unexpectedly, this action directly touched the nerves of Neverwinter.

Reducing the population without reason is undoubtedly one of the most taboo things of His Majesty Roland – Brian has long been aware of this.

Long before Goulds’ letter was delivered, the Musketeer Battalion Commander was ready to respond.

“What if they fail?” Gulz Burning rubbed his forehead, “If I remember correctly, UU Read Book www.sonicmtl.com It has only been three months since those people received musket training time?”

“Then they will be killed, and the tribes they belong to will also be reduced to slaves in Iron Sand City.” Brian closed his eyes, “I said before the expedition that they are not fighting for me, but for themselves ——I gave them sharp blades enough to fight against iron cavalry. If they still can’t protect their own people from the opponent’s butcher knife, then they are not worthy of being a member of the Graycastle army. To me, it’s just a retraining of a group It’s just people.”

“…” For the first time, Gultz showed a face-to-face look, as if he had a new understanding of this young officer.

“And, you forgot, three months is just the training time for muskets—” he continued, “in addition to muskets, they also have sabers, daggers, fists and teeth, and these weapons are all from the sand people who were born. It’s time to start training, isn’t it?”

The members of the sand people army selected by Brian are residents from small tribes.

They are different from big clans like Kuangyan. Although they chose to stay on the front line of Graycastle, they still miss the tribes in the oasis.

These people have no unified background, and can form an invisible connection between the two places. They are the best source of soldiers for the local army.

And those old-fashioned flintlock guns that were eliminated became their standard equipment.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded outside the tent.

“Stop!” shouted the stationed guard.

“I’m Judah from the ambush team. I have something important to report to the Battalion Commander!”

“Let him in,” Brian snapped his eyes open.

The door curtain was lifted, and a bloody man stumbled in. After shaking twice, he knelt down on one knee as if he could no longer support his body.

Although he was out of breath, his eyes were as bright as stars.

“My lord, we won!”

[End of this Chapter]