My Players Are So Fierce

The High-order Ranger was not accustomed to the sarcastic tone of the dwarves.

Captain Dymes was one of the frontline commanders during the fourth Black Disaster, and having been involved in the dialogue with the Pharaoh King, he naturally knew the inside story.

He scolded:

“The Pharaoh King never intended to excessively interfere with the continent’s situation; your so-called persuasion is nothing more than wishful thinking.

I admit that we elves do not particularly care about the spread of the Black Disaster, but compared to those Sanghai people who coldly watch you step into hell, we’ve already been quite mild.

Dwarves!

Retract your hostility.

King Quilian has sent his own sister, the great and cold Ranger General and Forest Prince Lady Filoseer Emmager to lead the Ranger Legion in the fifth Black Disaster, which already proves our stance.

Where is the Sanghai reinforcements, who you claim can solve problems once and for all, now?”

The Brass Dwarves were displeased.

He took a hearty gulp of his drink, intending to have a proper argument with this damned tall fellow.

Seeing that these two were about to clash again, Lord Hether immediately felt a headache and slammed hard onto the beach.

“You two, if you’re going to fight, take it outside!

Two grown men shouldn’t just battle with words.

Do you want me to invite the Transia people over and organize a gladiator match for the two of you?

I’ve heard they’re quite skilled at this sort of thing.

If you both end up killing each other, I can get rid of two problems at once and even make some money from it.

Damn it!

We’re discussing war right now!

Whether or not the Sanghai people come won’t change the reality that the Black Disaster has already erupted.

The Split Claw Clan has launched an attack against us, and we must respond decisively!”

The lord said loudly:

“Captain Dymes!

I demand that you immediately take your Rangers and leave the position to engage in the largest scale hunting and slaughter in the Dark Mountain Range area, to delay the Gnoll Tribe’s next attack as much as possible.

Colonel Cardel!

I require your Brass Artillery and Ironheart Warriors to be ready.

In two hours, I will personally lead the troops to launch a counterattack on the first position.

If the segment under your charge fails, I will have to execute military law against you!”

“Yes, sir!”

The elf and dwarf did not see eye to eye, but there was no doubting their military acumen.

When Lord Hether gave orders, they immediately prepared for execution.

However, before Colonel Cardel left, he leaned over to Hether and quietly said:

“Little Hether, why do you insist on leading the troops to retake the first position yourself?

Wouldn’t it be better to let the Transia people fight?

They aren’t afraid of death and hunger for combat.

They fight for their homeland’s defense, and their morale is much higher than that of the Retinue Army under your command, who have no ambitions beyond revenge.

This is not cost-efficient at all.”

“Cardel!

This is not a matter of cost-efficiency!”

Hether said, frowning deeply:

“You Brass Dwarves are insufferable!

I remember when I was young, you didn’t talk about business in every other word this way.

We dwarves do not think purely in terms of profit when undertaking great deeds, and you!

Now it seems like everything you do is a transaction.

Are you still Gaia’s descendants?

It seems that the wealth from selling Burning Gold has indeed corroded you, making you richer but also stupider.

You’re a soldier of three hundred years!

Dammit!

How can you not see such a simple issue?

I can’t let the Transia people fight all the battles.

Damn you, their defense zones are in Shadow Valley and the Polluted Swamp!

Blackflame Mountain Pass is my defense zone; this is my territory.

The sovereign gave it to me not just as a form of power but also as a heavy responsibility.

If I don’t win a battle soon, the soldiers will start seeing Governor Murphy as their commander!”

“Hey, if I were you…”

Colonel Cardel was indifferent; he grinned and said quite shrewdly:

“I’d readily hand over the command to Murphy, and let that spotlight-loving Vampire Lord bring up his own people.

Do you understand what I mean?

The Black Disaster isn’t a battle whose outcome can be decided in one or two fights; it’s a long war measured in years.

You must learn to preserve living forces.

The Transia people don’t care if you use them as cannon fodder; they only see benefits in their eyes.

As long as you provide them with enough remuneration, they are happy to be cannon fodder.

They haven’t even bothered to disguise this fact.

You say we Brass Dwarves are cunning and calculating, but compared to the Transia people, we are practically pure as white lilies.”

“Is that so?”

Lord Hether was noncommittal.

She glanced at Colonel Cardel and said quietly:

“Then explain to me why half a month ago, without my permission, you secretly dispatched a dwarf patrol to advance towards that mountain pass two hundred kilometers to the southeast?

They returned yesterday, and they brought back some things.

Cardel, I’m not just a dwarf; I’m also a vampire!

My perception is very sharp, and my grasp of the Black Flame Maw Position is more precise than you think.

Please tell me, what did your patrol bring back?”

The dwarf artillery colonel’s face changed slightly.

He chuckled dryly and started rolling his eyes, planning to explain.

But Lord Hether had no intention of listening to his excuses.

She sternly rebuked:

“Don’t think of deceiving me.

I know you’ve been prospecting for your family’s mineral company privately, and I also know that over the five years stationed here, you’ve been collecting information on nearby Burning Gold mines under the pretense of duty.