Black Dragon Kingdom

Bloodline connection, magical sound transmission, praying to the gods and ancestors of one's own family.

All kinds of methods were directly used by them.

Except for these two dark legends who sneaked down.

Other dark legends are also passed on in their own ways, so that those of their own race, friends, and allies should quickly notify those Harpy tribes that have not yet come to let them come.

If they don't come, they can be beaten, and the prisoners can come.

In short, it is necessary to use various methods to let those harpies come over to increase the moving speed of the floating platform.

Let them go to the south to kill people as quickly as possible.

Half a month later.

Ace, who was eating and drinking, looked suspiciously at the patriarchs of the thirty or so first- and second-order harpy tribes below.

"Where did these guys come from?"

"I've been walking in the swamp for so many months. Kobolds and goblins are stupid and slow-moving dark creatures on land. It's understandable that they came a little late."

"But these guys can still fly, and their flying speed is not slow. If they wanted to come, they would have come a long time ago. How could it be so coincidental that so many harpy tribes came to seek refuge?"

"Something's wrong!"

Ace's eyes narrowed slightly, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked at the twelve dark legends who were lowering their heads as low as possible.

Looking at their guilty looks, Ace probably understood.

It must be this group of guys, who really want military exploits too much. In order to move forward at a faster speed, they tried every means to pull these wild harpy tribes over.

I want to increase the moving speed of the floating platform by increasing the number of people.

Just let the legendary harpy Monica Wright arrange these harpies.

Ace looked at Eliza, who was eating meat gracefully, and said silently: "It's your turn, these dark legends have lived with the dark nobles for so many years, and they have connections everywhere, and they want to use the harpies to delay Time, obviously, is running out."

"Your wisdom is needed now!"

Eliza silently said to Ace: "No problem, just watch mine."

After handing over the matter of Fei's head to Eliza, Ace turned around and started eating and drinking again.

During the war, the growth of the body cannot be slowed down. If you want to grow fast, you have to eat more.

Therefore, in the face of delicious food, Ace is stuffing it into his stomach all the time.

While enjoying it, he can improve his strength at the same time. Of course, he will not refuse such a good thing.

On the throne to the right of Ace, Eliza was thinking carefully while eating the barbecue elegantly.

How to slow down the speed of their army without showing any traces.

Ace's thoughts are also her thoughts. As an excellent magic dragon, her wisdom is no less than Ace's.

It's just that due to the influence of traditional dragon thinking, there are some special things she can't think of, and she won't think in that direction.

For example, he would not think about using absolute militarism and grafting to farm, and using the method of profit to make the dependents more capable.

Now that she is facing a huge crisis of going bankrupt after winning a huge battle, she certainly cannot ignore it.

The nut tree plantation under the Dragon Alliance is not only owned by Ace, she also has a large share.

Like Ace, she doesn't want to go bankrupt.

Looking at the bottom of the floating platform, because of the speed increase of the floating platform, the marching speed has increased and the morale of the countless dark races has skyrocketed.

Eliza secretly said in her heart: "The morale is too high, and their speed will only get faster and faster."

"It's no wonder Ace has such a headache!"

Faced with the high morale brought about by the absolute militarism rules and a series of victories, the ultra-high speed of travel brought about by this group.

Eliza started hitting each other in her own way.

First of all, she used her own way to inform the Pandaren scholar Caroline Kennedy, asking her to change the way the food was distributed.

It's no longer the same as before, pouring food directly at the front of the line, and using food to lure them to speed up.

Second, tell Caroline Kennedy to let the panda people directly distribute food to countless dark creatures like the frost giants before, let them carry their own food forward, and slow down their progress by carrying weight.

Thirdly, Eliza began to plan their forward route around the nut tree plantation on the grounds of better supplies.

Let the straight line of progress become a winding curve, and by increasing the distance, slow down the time to reach the southern border of the dark swamp.

Looking down, the dark creature that had traveled thirty miles the previous day returned to the road map that was about half the distance.

Eliza has done her job perfectly.

In the swamp, the male ogre looked at the large basket of food on his back, and the floating platform above, which had become at the same speed as before because they couldn't walk fast.

He always felt that something was wrong, but his clumsy head couldn't think of it, something was wrong, where was it?

Sending him the food so that he can carry it on his back and let him have enough to eat is because His Majesty does not want them to starve and cares about them. There will certainly be no problem.

His Majesty is so strong, and the dragons are all cruel and murderous. His Majesty and princes must want to go to the southern border as quickly as possible to find trouble with those humans.

So the princes will have no problem.

After all, on the battlefield before, the two princes were the most ruthless.

Isn't it nonsense to say that they don't want to fight?

The male ogre, who couldn't find the problem, could only target the kobolds, goblins, goblins, kittens, and other dark races that couldn't walk fast because of their size.

It must be because of those slow-moving guys that slowed down the speed of the army, which prevented him from getting rid of his status as a slave as quickly as possible.

On the floating platform, a group of dark legends stared at the dark creatures whose speed had become similar to before due to various reasons.

The melon seeds in the head are almost fainted.

They spent a lot of effort, and they all begged the gods and ancestors in the sky, and they paid such a high price.

With great difficulty, the speed of the floating platform's movement has been increased a lot.

As a result, those guys below dare to drag them back. Is this bullying them for their lack of temper?

"These wastes, are they too full to eat? They supported themselves and couldn't walk."

"Be sure to give them some color!"

"After taking refuge in His Majesty, I have restrained my temper very much. These guys are forcing me."

One dark legend after another kept exploding with anger.

Cruel, bursting, and cold voices kept ringing out.