Chapter 99: Delena's Report

Just after watching the military exercise, Cassius returned to the cave, and the hobgoblin presented another secret report.

He browsed through it carefully.

The title of this report is "Notes on the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms of the North".

"In terms of intuitive strength comparison, the Principality of Bosk is obviously far superior to the sum of the Principalities of Rackman and Nott.

Bosk is the winner of the internal struggle of the United Kingdom of the North. It has achieved a special status in the "Lionheart Alliance" a hundred years ago. As the nominal controller of the United Kingdom, it is entrenched in the southern part of the Anzeta Wasteland.

But their relationship with other principalities has always been subtle and distant. The current Grand Duke of Bosk fantasizes about the beautiful dream of a unified and united kingdom, so he will not do his best to help any country, but is happy to see their neighbors weakened.

In this so-called 30,000-strong coalition, the army from the Principality of Bosk, the "Lion of the North", is less than 5,000, and they are all insignificant border guards. Although the "Double-Headed Eagle" Nott family needs to rely on Rackman as a barrier, they are willing to do their best to help , but due to its own strength, it can only send 3,000 troops.

The largest number of troops in this so-called coalition is the army of the Principality of Rackman. After all, it is a matter of life and death, and they can be said to have come out in full force this time.

This collection of notes of mine is also intended to record the military situation of the Principality of Rackman.

The lowest and most common soldiers in the army are the conscripted civilians. Before the war, they may still be farmers in the fields and have not undergone any systematic military training. In addition to inferior weapons, they have almost no armor equipment, or their main job is not to fight, but to feed horses, transport supplies, or serve as cannon fodder before the elite troops are dispatched.

In the Principality of Rackman, they are often tenants and serfs under the gentry and landlords. They are all poor people without personal freedom, and even the assets of owning spoils of war are not theirs. They have no status, and their military exploits and spoils are often recorded in the name of their masters.

Slightly better, the second-level soldiers may be those who join the army as free soldiers. They can keep their own spoils. Although their financial resources are limited, they often fight with weapons passed down from generation to generation.

In the principality, they are often self-cultivating farmers who obey military service and gather under the lord. Serving in the military and fighting is their obligation to the lord. In theory, they have the same status as gentry and landlords. After all, these people are just self-cultivating farmers with more land and do not have to participate in production personally.

The third-level soldiers, that is, professional soldiers in the true sense who have close ties with the lord himself, their combat enthusiasm is far from comparable to that of conscripts. They are often the lord's attendants. Or local squires and landlords. Whether it is from the salary given by the lord or the land under their own name, they have enough wealth to buy good enough weapons and equipment, and gain more benefits through war.

In fact, there is another kind of soldier between the second and third levels, they are mercenaries. Although they do not have as much real estate as squires and landlords, due to long-term combat, mercenaries tend to convert their existing wealth into better weapons and equipment to keep themselves alive on the battlefield and gain more results.

After getting the spoils, the conscripted soldiers from peasant origins often use them for living consumption. Although mercenaries cannot get systematic military training like the soldiers of the third level, the long-term combat is the best military training, of course, the premise is that they can survive it.

The fourth level is also the top soldiers. They not only have enough wealth to buy the top weapons and equipment, but also the military education they have obtained is enough for them to be competent for the positions of low-level officers.

And only this group can produce large-scale cavalry. They are often knights serving the lord or low-level nobles such as barons. The representative is the so-called Knights of the ‘Northern Wind Eagle Guard’. ”

The last signature is “The loyal servant you have never met, the humble pure-blooded snakeman, Delena. Cuidu”

“Interesting…”

Casius stared at the text and thought to himself.

This is not a military situation report at all, it is simply a summary of the social situation of the countries in the North, or more like a letter of surrender to show one’s ability.

Whatever Delena’s purpose was, he successfully aroused the interest of the red dragon.

After thinking for a moment, Casius ordered: “Dolo, bring the author of this report here.”

Dolo hurriedly said: “Master, the snakeman has been waiting for you at the door for a long time, I wanted to drive her away…”

“Let her in.”

“Yes, Master. "

After a while, Doro brought her up.

Casius looked carefully at the pure-blooded snakeman. She was wearing a heavy headscarf and a purple robe that showed off her beautiful figure. For the time being, there was no difference between her and humans.

Facing the scrutinizing eyes of Casius, Delena took off her headscarf, raised her head without hesitation, and showed a seductive smile.

Her face was beautiful, but exuded a hint of danger. Her snake-like vertical pupils, sharp snake teeth and forked tongue still exposed her identity as a snakeman.

"Lord Casius, I have heard of your great name for a long time. I knew you would let me in."

Her voice was charming, but with a hint of snake hoarseness.

Casius looked down at her condescendingly.

"You are quite capable to write such words. You should be able to get a good job among humans. Why do you come to my Burning Embers Nest in the wilderness?"

A flattering smile appeared on Delena's pretty face subconsciously. She said again coquettishly: "Lord Cassius..."

But she was interrupted before she finished speaking.

"Don't use your cheap means of charming humans on the noble dragon."

Casius' tone was quite dangerous, and he exuded a faint dragon aura.

Only then did she truly feel that the one in front of her was a real brutal red dragon, not some fat human lord.

Under this heavy pressure, Delena felt the fear from instinct. She trembled all over, lowered her head, and knelt on the ground.

"My identity..."

"I am the lowest class in the snake society. Because of my bloodline, I cannot display my talents in the human society, so I came here..."

Casius said lightly: "Isn't this a good way to talk?"

"I always like to talk directly. To be honest, what do you want to get in the Burning Nest?"

Delena hesitated for a moment before gritting her teeth and saying:

"Power, status."

After that, she knelt on the ground in silence.

The air was almost stagnant, and beads of sweat flowed down her forehead, waiting for the final verdict.

Casius glanced at her, and a faint magical aura flashed in his golden pupils.

[Detect Lies]

The spell showed that she did not lie.

Casius's calm voice sounded again.

"Very good, you didn't lie to me, otherwise you would have turned into ashes now."

Delena breathed a sigh of relief.

"We in the Burning Embers have always welcomed capable people. I don't care about your ambitions, and I even encourage them. As long as you can show me your usefulness..."

"Do you understand?"

Delena nodded quickly.

"Go to that ugly tower to find my butler Rump, he will arrange a suitable job for you."

"Yes."

"...Master"

This is just one chapter, I really don't have the energy to write it. I will wait until the exam on the 18th to start the plot.