427.Chapter 425 424 It’s Time to Give the Bad Neighbors Strength

Chapter 425 424.It’s Time to Give Bad Neighbors Intensity

“What did you say? Transylvania has started massive defense line repairs outside the swamp?”

In the Plague Town of the Filthy Swamp, the Jackal Warlock Torn Meat, who had been disturbed in his musings by an unexpected event, was very disgruntled, but after hearing the news brought by the skinny Jackal Chief Hogg in front of him, Torn Meat himself froze.

This pale and cunningly vicious warlock narrowed its eyes, and in a grim gaze, it said to Hogg:
“Vampire Lord Murphy’s foolishness in sending out jackal and dog-headed prisoners of war to dig a trench beyond the swamp has been under our observation, it can be hidden from no one but their pathetic resistance to the Black Plague.

Something similar has happened many times before, but each time their pathetic defenses would be of no use against the invincible jackal hordes.

This incident is not at all worth being so surprised by, you fear-filled pathetic fellow! I guess you are dying of fear, yet did Crippled Claw not give you enough skeleton armies to defend your pathetic woodlands?”

“It’s different, my lord! Not this time!”

Hogg, who was “forced to open for business”, would have portrayed the image of a frightened jackal coward who was scared by the war as being incredibly realistic.

It let out a mournful cry and yelled at Torn Flesh:

“Before it was just digging a ditch, but now it’s already stationed soldiers ah, Lord Torn Flesh! The unlucky pups of my clan have seen with their own eyes the terrifying winged cavalry appearing in formation near that front, and more People’s Army infantry being deployed, but that’s not even the most important thing!
There are very few humans in Transylvania, and no matter how well they can fight, they are no match for the mighty Necromancers under your command.

But it’s not just Transylvanians that are coming this time!

There’s also those guys who use the goldfinch as a symbol!

Those war mongers who have been pressing the Transylvanians to burst their hammers for the past few years, I used to sneak across the border at night with my people to steal meat, I’ve seen with my own eyes how those humans slaughtered their fellow humans.

They seem to be choosing an area near the swamp to set up camp as well.

Just over the Andromeda Hills, those Silans commanded a terrifying army, my cubs couldn’t even count how many there were on the other side, vastly more numerous than even the legions under High King Kenport.

Lord Torn Flesh, believe me, things are really different this time.

If something hadn’t really gone wrong, with my guts, would I have dared to run here to disturb your great event?”

“Hmm?”

Hearing Hogg’s wail, the heart of Torn Meat, who originally didn’t care much about it, also thumped, listening to Hogg’s upside down description, could it be that the regular army of the Golden Bird Flower Kingdom has entered Transylvania?

Uh-huh.
This is indeed a trouble.

Compared to Transylvania, the flourishing Kingdom of the Golden Bird’s Flower was indeed a very difficult opponent in the eyes of the Jackal Supervisors.

If it was really camped near the swamp by these guys, then the sacred mission it was carrying out with its Plague Clan would inevitably encounter a great challenge.

And the timing of this matter breaking out was not right.

Torn Flesh was in the process of assembling a huge army to prepare for its crusade against the territory of the powerful Legendary Beasts in the depths of the Filthy Swamp, and it was pretty much ready to do so, but if it went belly-up at this point in time .
“You!”

The jackal warlock quickly made a decision, it raised its thin fingernails that were eerie and as pale as a dead man’s skin and pointed at Hogg:
“You go stop them!”

“Huh? Me?”

Hogg’s entire wolf was confused.

This decision was not in his or Lord Murphy’s plans, and Hogg instantly screamed into a snotty scream as he clutched the leg that tore the meat:

“No! I can’t do it! My Lord, my weak clan and I are no match for those crazy humans with their muskets and cannons, we will be slaughtered by them. O Lord of the Hunt!

Lord Torn Flesh, I’ve served you all this time with all my heart, I’ve done absolutely nothing to wrong you, you can’t just abandon us like this.”

“You cowardly fool!”

Hogg’s performance was so clumsy, so clumsy that Torn Flesh hated to give this cowardly fellow a kick.

No wonder the jackals in the Dark Mountain Range simply looked down on the jackals elsewhere, how could such cowardly goods deserve the gift of power from the Lord of the Hunt?
However, because Hogg’s performance was almost perfectly in line with the impression that these Dark Mountain jackals had of jackals in the outside world, it made Torn Flesh’s guard against this Blood Clawed Chief grow thinner and thinner.

The warlock kicked it out of the way lest the fellow soil his robes, and it chided in a grim tone:
“Act decently for me! I’m not going to let you go to your deaths, your people are not enough for the other side’s shells, I’ll send a few Plague Warlocks and Necromancers with an army of Skeletons to your woodland.

You don’t need to participate in the war, you just need to provide them with enough information.

Didn’t you brag before that you’ve been deeply involved in the local area for many years, and that you have connections with the jackal tribes in all parts of Transylvania?”

“Ow, I certainly have plenty of eyes and ears, Lord Torn Flesh.”

After hearing that he didn’t have to be cannon fodder, Hogg instantly let go of his heart, and it put on another cunning smile to curtly rub its paws together and say to Lord Torn Flesh:

“I’ve already mapped out the quarters of those Goldfinches, and by quickly traveling through my woodlands, it will only take two days to take them by surprise. The strong men under your command can even cross the border to East Prussia and strike directly at the base camp of those Silanians there, I’ve heard that so many people have died over there because of the war!
There are cemeteries everywhere!

Countless war dead buried there.
My lord, isn’t this exactly the ‘source of soldiers’ you need most?”

“I do need enough good material.”

Torn Flesh glanced at the ingratiating Hogg as it sneered:
“But I don’t need to make enemies nor do I have any intention of expanding the war right now, so settle down! Just defend your woodland from the enemy, pester the humans who have built up their defenses, and buy us one last bit of time for our operation.”

“Ow, okay okay.”

Hogg hastily lowered his head.

It seemed as if he didn’t dare to meet Torn Flesh’s grim eyes, yet the moment Chief Bloodclaw lowered his head, a hint of ferocity flashed in its cunning eyes.

”Hmph, it’s not up to you to decide if you want to expand the war or not when you’re operating in my territory, Lord Torn Flesh.

Lord Murphy needs his Transylvanian neighbors to be aware of the threat of the Black Plague, so I’m sorry, but hopefully the “accidental” deaths of these Plague Warlocks and Necromancers will put some unnecessary pressure on you.

Ha, let the situation be chaotic!
The more chaotic the situation, the more important the role of the Bloodclaw clan will be in the eyes of both sides, and the more it and its people will continue to be able to hold their position of power.

They just want to live and thrive, so what’s wrong with them? —
“Marshal Loren wants to put Transylvania on the front lines of the war, and the perfect situation he expects is for the Kingdom of the Goldenrod to never lose until Transylvania has shed its last drop of blood.

I must admit that his plan is perfect, however I do not intend to let him hide behind us in peace and build a steel defense line.”

High in the night sky, Murphy spread his wings and traveled through the air at high speeds, Maxim followed him in companion flight and listened to his master’s unique perspective on the battle.

The vampire lord, always not one to hide his thoughts from his loyal subordinates, said to Maxim:
“Hogg is on a covert operation, and if it goes well enough, then perhaps soon an army of plague-clan jackal-skulls will cross the borders of Transylvania into East Prussia .
A lot of people will die, Mark.

Many will be forced to undergo the trials of war because of this operation, orchestrated by me, when they should never have had to suffer it in the first place.”

“And if their deaths will make that arrogant short-man marshal realize his folly and arrogance, so that he can truly put all his preparations into the war, then those deaths will have been worthwhile.”

Maxim responded in a hushed voice:
“Master Murphy, there is absolutely no need for you to carry the burden of your mind because of these actions; if Transylvania can’t withstand the Jackal invasion, the people of East Prussia will die just the same.

I don’t think Loren will extend his so-called ‘perfect defense’ to the entire border of East Prussia, and those who can’t be protected are destined to become victims of this war.

You have simply accelerated the process and will bring it to a perfect result, which will be a necessary victory in a military sense.

It is a pity that the Crimson Fortress complex has a death grip on the path of the Filthy Swamp into the Great Plains of Kavhokar, otherwise we could have repeated such a tactic in Yankee territory, so that the young Wolf Girl would realize that some things are more important than her power plays.

I’ve had some new insights from my recent study of history with Professor Malcolm, and I’ve come to realize that behind all those successful alliances of various powers in past history there was terrible pressure from third parties.

The greater the external pressure, the stronger the internal covenant would be. In the words of our warriors, putting intensity on bad neighbors helps them understand the pressures we face at this time, and that short man marshal will get a good slap in the face which will no doubt sober him up a bit.”

Maxim’s reply was strongly persuasive, which left Murphy dumbfounded.

The vampire lord enjoyed the relaxation of being free to soar under the night sky, and as he looked up at the crescent moon high in the sky and back down at the still beauty of the earth as if it were wrapped in a silver veil, he said:

“No Mark, I’m not saying this for your comfort, I’m not weak enough for that, I’m just trying to tell you that since I’ve decided to carry out such a stressful tactic, we need to rationalize and maximize the utility of this sacrifice.

I intend for my warriors to play the role of ‘saviors’ in this conflict.

Especially the newcomers to Transylvania who have only been here a short time and do not yet understand the brutal conflict in the land. The pace of construction of Fort Riptide is satisfactory, but a city must have more than just houses, it must also have people!
A group of survivors who were threatened by the ‘Undead Plague of Heaven’ had always been only more receptive to the teachings of the Holy Light and faster.

When they chanted the name of the Holy Light in unison, the projected vibrations of this power that symbolized all that was good in subspace only became more violent.

And if it continues like this, one day .
Yes!

One day, we will have fashioned a deity with our own hands!
That’s the kind of expertise that Tris has given me when it comes to faith, and let’s just say that Tris is a hundred times better than I am when it comes to vampire cold-bloodedness.

She’s set the casualties for this disaster in the tens of thousands, but that’s a bit of a waste for a Governor who is desperately short of manpower.”

Murphy shook his head as he looked in the direction of East Prussia and said:
“Before the main force of the People’s Army runs to the swamp defense line, Mark, I want you to do a test on the discipline and execution of your soldiers, and I want you to also join in the ‘rescue and support’ operation that will be carried out in the next few days, and act together with those self-proclaimed ‘paladin’ warriors of the Knights of the Riptide Order. I want you to join the ‘Rescue and Support’ operation in the coming days, together with the self-proclaimed ‘Paladins’ of the Riptide Knights.

This will be a rescue operation filled with humanitarian light, it’s so perfect that Loren won’t even be able to say a harsh word instead of thanking us.”

“I never doubted your plans, Master, but I doubted something else.”

Maxim whispered:
“If those jackal warlocks were to enter East Prussia from Hogg’s territory, would that cause your carefully nurtured Bloodclaw clan to go up in smoke in retaliation from the narrow-minded Shortman Marshal?

From our sources so far, the least Hogg and its clansmen could do in the matter of our raiding the Tainted Swamp is amazing.

Adele has come to regard the Hog as the ace in the hole of Phantom Intelligence.

She probably won’t allow you to deplete the scouts we’ve managed to cultivate so easily.”

“No, it won’t.”

Murphy said with certainty as he recalled the content of his conversation with Colonel Fraser early this morning:

“As long as Loren has some sense, he won’t launch a retaliatory action against poor Hogg, who has more to offer than just this war. Even jackals can be an aid to the civilized world in the face of a much larger and terrifying threat.

Dusk.
I might have to thank them for the way they’re fanning the flames around and making a fuss over the world, the presence of such an enemy of civilization is enough to unite most of us who aren’t willing to close our eyes and wait to die.

But you’re right to be worried, too.

Hogg may have to find a way back for its Bloodclaw clan.

After all, the Smuggler’s Woods, which has neither strategic depth nor the ability to support many warriors, will not be able to protect it and its people once the Black Plague begins.

I see the Flood ahead, and no one who faces it will be able to survive it alone, while all are making their final preparations in a war that will surely decide the fate of the continent.

Even such humble beings as Hogg, who came from a reckless background, have already chosen their side This is a world war! All previous speculations about the Fifth Black Plague were wrong, Mark.”

Murphy said in an aggravated voice:
“The scale of this Black Plague is absolutely staggering!

I can be certain of this, there will be no power that can stand alone in this Black Calamity, and what’s even more terrifying is that this Black Calamity, which will most likely destroy the civilization of the entire continent, might even be just a light wind blowing before a bigger storm brews.

Ah, I can now understand the warning that old Finok once signaled to me.

That old man must have seen it all to be so desperate and helpless, and he felt that we would not necessarily be able to rise again from the fire, but I have a different opinion on that.”

“We shall win!”

Maxim said in a deep voice as he flapped his wings in the air:

“Nothing can stand in the way of your greatness, I am convinced of that.”

“Having faith is good at all times, but faith also requires a sufficient amount of strength and knowledge as a back-up support, so Mark, I’m going to give you a new task.”

Murphy took an arithmetic pearl with unlocked permissions out of his pocket and handed it to Maxim as he said:

“From now on, you will be able to freely enter the Warriors’ ‘Exotic Tavern’ just like me and Tris, because of the approaching war, those guys have moved a lot of military writings and war cases from their world to the forums, those are the information and experiences you must seriously study.

I know you’ve been learning from me, Mark, and I’m glad for that, but now you must learn from those greater shining stars of the Otherworld!
You, Phemis and Miriam will all be put to this test of exotic learning, and I am sure it will absolutely accelerate your growth.

Of course, you’ll have to maintain your disguises, so I’m going to give you a little extra kick in the pants regarding the ‘NPC Performing Arts’ discipline which will be taught by myself.

Your three new identities will be new employees of the ‘Testing Team’.”

“I can probably understand what you mean.”

Maxim frowned as he replaced his original arithmetic jewel, he looked at Murphy and said:

“You mean for Missy and I and Miriam to disguise ourselves as people from ‘their’ side, just like the Riptide Knights’ warriors have been trying to disguise themselves as people from our side.

With all due respect, I don’t see the need for that.

Especially at the moment in question, when there is a race to the bottom, after all, it’s not like they have a unique war like the Black Plague on their side”

“You’re being arrogant, Mark.”

Murphy sighed, shaking his head:

“Let me ask you a question, how many countries do you think Transylvania alone can fight against a coalition of countries?”

Maxim blinked.

There was no way to answer this question, the current Transylvania didn’t even talk about fighting against a union of countries, they couldn’t afford to mess with just any one of the Goldfinch Kingdom and Nordtorf ah.

The Vampire Lord shrugged as he said to Maxim:

“There is a country on their side . The homeland of the warriors, when they were penniless and newly founded just like us, they fought against the seventeen allied nations by themselves and won the battle.

Mark!

Compared to them, the wars we have here are like children’s games!
Be humble, read the history of those wars and then you will find the source of my confidence, because the descendants of those warriors are fighting alongside us!

I believe that they can perform the same miracles as their grandparents.

Mark, we must win, and we must fight this battle, and if we don’t, it will be our children and grandchildren who will have to bear the brunt of it all.”

“Uh, Master, I’ll admit your words are infectious, but we’re vampires, we can’t have future generations”

“Shut up! Where’s all the flirty talk when you’re told to look?”

(End of chapter)