Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2196 - 674: Big Guy, Big Brains (Part 4)
"Your Eminence, now that the fallen elves of Lucian have relocated to the Bonaparte Continent, where coal is abundant, you might as well have them help with the manufacturing!" Denis Boggencamp, the newly appointed red-robed high priest, considered for a moment and then shook his head: "Alas... It’s not viable to always rely on others to make our strategic weapons; mastering it ourselves is the way forward."
"My point is to pool our efforts; I will first send people to Sangri and Chesang Continents to search for coal mines, and the kingdom should issue a talent recruitment order. As long as someone can invent aerial bombs that can be mass-produced for military use, we’ll offer money, status, and fame—everything is on the table!" Liu Zhankai clicked his tongue: "Obischillaci! Relying on luck like this is far too dependent; whether searching for coal mines or recruiting talent, it won’t be effective in the short term!"
"I stayed up all night yesterday, thinking it over but still can’t figure it out. Where did Rommel get so much high-concentration alcohol? Even if he used coal processing formulas and made large deals with humans, the Aegean Continent star-tailed turtles aren’t so rampant, right? How long has he been in Eastern Aegean? Even if he got a thousand star-tailed turtle beads to soak in clear water to make alcohol, it couldn’t amount to such a large share, could it?" King Sal bitterly smiled on the golden throne: "It’s pathetic... For a grand nation like ours to be outdone by Rommel."
"Your Majesty, there’s nothing puzzling; as Rommel said, future wars are energy wars. When countries fight, it won’t be about human lives but resources!" Liu Zhenkai shrugged: "Being outdone by Rommel isn’t something to be ashamed of! This guy previously told me that the desert dwarfs under him once discovered a natural Wine Spring at Taklamago—haha, this Wine Spring is full of pure, high-concentration alcohol! You think about it, this guy also stayed in Lucian for a long time, so it’s impossible for him not to obtain a magic teleportation array! So, it’s understandable that he can be so lavish now, dropping thousands of tons of alcohol in a single battle! Ferenzi uses turtle beads to make alcohol, but he directly bottles alcohol, hiring old ladies and kids to do the work—no wonder he’s rich!"
"Really?" King Sal’s eyes turned green on the spot.
The elders and priests burst into uproar.
You’ve got to be kidding, a natural Wine Spring?
Isn’t that equivalent to an inexhaustible aerial bomb base?
Before the bombing-style air force was introduced, it was fine, but now with the bombing-style air force, even those without military minds can sense the terrifying strategic value of this Wine Spring.
"Seize it! What right does that bastard have to a natural Wine Spring!" Prince Kahn couldn’t help but want to lead soldiers to flatten Rommel.
"It’s not that easy! Forget that the Wine Spring is hidden somewhere in Taklamago Desert; even if you find its location, would Rommel hand it over? His garrison can blow up this natural Wine Spring anytime with a spark!" Liu Zhankei glared at Prince Lionheart: "Stop dreaming, my Prince Kahn, it’s not realistic to seize it!"
"Then what do we do? Donau lacks coal, more poisonous fog, and there’s no chance of a natural Wine Spring! If Bonaparte Medusa plays tricks, wouldn’t our source of aerial bombs be cut off?" Prince Lionheart hesitated to think further, fearing he would berserk on the spot: "For heaven’s sake, we can’t rely on your little oil melons and alcohol, Your Eminence!"
"Why not just seize Bonaparte Medusa and take over all their coal mines; a spark won’t burn those coal mines!" Someone from the military suggested: "After all, those Snake-men traitors betrayed their homeland, there’s no need to be polite with them!"
"Do you think Medusa will back down?" The king frowned: "If someone snatched your belongings, wouldn’t you fight to the death?"
"What is Medusa, our Rhine warriors can take on them a hundred to one!" With the recent acquisition of stone ball chariots, Prince Lionheart’s temper and confidence surged like a tide: "Dare to rebel, and we’ll slaughter them all!"
"Exactly! There’s no longer any enemy on Donau Wasteland, and the kingdom can mobilize large troops to sweep Medusa; the fallen elves just received the favor of Your Eminence, and will surely assist us!" Aggressive generals rapidly proposed specific plans that surprisingly garnered significant support, winning admiration even from the four prudent elders of Quentin, whose eyes grew fiery.
All eyes focused on Shaman of Divine Songs, with just a nod from Your Eminence, there would be no suspense in passing and executing this proposal.
"Take advantage of the external distress subsiding to send troops to eliminate Medusa and seize their coalfield?" Liu Zhankai’s face amusingly watched the agitated Beamon generals: "Are you out of your minds?"
"Your Eminence... What do you mean?" Prince Kahn was stunned, as the radiant smiles of many Beamon leaders froze instantly.
"Damn it! No matter what, Medusa is still our kin, not the arch-enemy Demon Clan with a blood feud!" Shaman of Divine Songs’ roar swept through the grand assembly hall like a storm: "You bunch of muscleheads! If you went on a massacre against the Demon Clan, I’d have no argument, but how can you bear to wield the butcher’s knife against your own kin?
