Chapter 801 Endless City

"Doing this...is it really okay?" Hui Yin looked through the window of the command post, looking at the sand people who were pumped and rolled all over the ground by the pier, showing a trace of unbearable expression on his face.

"They have never known what discipline is, and they have lived a life of the jungle and the jungle. The only way to make this group of people useful as soon as possible is war." Iron Ax replied respectfully, "You are here You haven’t stayed in the extreme south for a long time, and the patriarch also cares about you very much, so you may not know the nature of these small clans. This kind of lesson is nothing, and it can even be said to be very necessary, otherwise they will only think Aosha has no prestige and is weak and can be bullied."

Speaking of this, he hesitated for a while, "I think the reason why you feel uncomfortable may be because... His Majesty is sometimes too merciful."

"I totally agree," Andrea shrugged while lying by the window. "There is a saying among the nobles that carrots and sticks are the best way to rule the subjects. The thicker the carrots, the more benevolent the lord will be."

"What's a radish?" Hummingbird asked curiously.

"A kind of food, similar to your Majesty's corn, is a specialty of the Dawn Kingdom," Andrea explained, "but no matter how thick a radish is, it is much thinner than a big stick, so the implication of this sentence is that punishment Only when the rewards are more important than the rewards will the people know how to cherish them. A lord like His Majesty Roland will only be regarded as a prodigal son in Glory City."

"This is one of the few things you say that I agree with," Ashes pouted.

"Maybe His Majesty is particularly good at speaking?" Hummingbird rested his chin and thought for a while, "The words he taught Thuram to say are quite reasonable...the power of the collective is always greater than that of the individual."

"However, even Thuram just forcibly memorized those words." Iron Ax shook his head with a smile, "If you haven't been to Neverwinter in person, you can't imagine what kind of incredible new thing His Majesty has built. Orderly. I believe that one day in the future, the entire Graycastle will look like Neverwinter, but obviously not right now—whips can help them remember the rules of the southern border better than words."

Echo sighed softly and didn't say any more.

"Master Commander," a soldier suddenly walked into the command post, "There was a commotion in the Luoshi Department and the Qingquan Department, and some people are confronting the guards."

"Because of boarding?" Iron Ax's expression immediately became serious.

"Yes, those who were pushed into the water called their families, hoping to get the same food and rewards, because they were not unwilling to go to the Blackwater Valley, but Osha refused them."

"Very well, who is guarding the camp now?"

"Second Musketeer Battalion."

"Call the two squads, as well as the gang of Osha boys who want to sign up for the First Army, and tell them to gather at the commotion site immediately, and I'll be right there."

"Yes, my lord!"

Seeing that Iron Ax was about to leave, Hui Yin couldn't help calling him back, "Please don't be too harsh on them..."

The latter stood at the door in silence for a moment, then stroked his chest and saluted her, "I understand...Master Yinyue, I will take care of myself."

After Iron Ax left, Echo returned to the table somewhat gloomily. The northward relocation of the sand people did not go as smoothly as she imagined. Obviously, as long as you follow His Majesty's arrangement, everyone will be able to live a good life, but there are always people who take her words as lies, even if they have already obtained a piece of fertile land , still can't completely trust her, trust His Majesty Roland.

She misses her life in Neverwinter a little bit.

Compared with being the head of the clan, she prefers to stand on the top of the castle, overlooking the mountains and the city, and sing the songs written by His Majesty. Only when the melody that she has never heard before sounds, can she feel the true freedom and joy. hapiness.

After arriving here, she hasn't sung for a long time... I don't know if His Majesty Roland has written a new song...

When will I be able to sing again?

...

"Ugh—" Simbady felt his stomach shaking, and as the stone boat heaved, a surge of acid surged up again. He ignored other people's vomit everywhere on both sides of the ship's side, lying directly on the fence, and opened his mouth to vomit.

"Hey, are you okay?" Mu Li patted him on the back, and her face turned pale—once the stone boat in the river bend entered the sea, it became a floating leaf, affected by the waves. Slapping, the boat almost hit the sand on the shore several times, and the sideways swing never stopped. For sand people who are in close contact with the sea for the first time, this is a complete torture.

"Ahem...barely okay," he collapsed on the deck weakly after vomiting, "Do you remember how many days we've been at sea?"

"Today is the fifth day."

"This is not right..." Simbady gasped, and said in a low voice, "Do you still remember what the people of the Qingquan clan said? They... live in an oasis by the sea, so they shouldn't be mistaken—we It has crossed the iron sand city, which proves that the stone boat is not slow, but why hasn't it reached the Blackwater River Valley yet?"

"you mean……"

"Osha's destination is not the Blackwater Valley. Thuram lied. The place he wants to take us is farther south than the Choke Swamp!"

"Further to the south?" Mu Li also showed a worried look, "But there's nothing there, they won't take the wrong way, right?"

"The boat keeps sailing along the coast, so it's unlikely to misjudge the direction," Simbady pressed his sore forehead, "If it's closer to the southern end than the Choke Swamp, then it's only—"

"Everyone cheer me up!" Before he could finish speaking, Thuram suddenly appeared in the middle of the deck and interrupted him at the same time, "I have good news for you, we will arrive at our destination soon , pack your bags and get ready to line up to disembark. Remember, whoever falls into the sea this time, no one will go to catch you again!"

Simbady stood up and looked out the side of the ship. The shore was still bare and there was no oasis, but the turbulent water vapor and gushing smoke columns on the sea in the distance confirmed his guess.

Only one place has such an incredible spectacle.

Endless Cape - the exile of the Mojin people.

More and more sandmen noticed the strangeness, and the crowd on the deck became restless.

"This is not the Blackwater Valley at all! Aosha lied to us!"

"Why did you bring us to Endless Cape? Do you want to abandon us all here?"

"I want to go back, please, let's go back!"

"Shut up!" At this moment, Thuram has no intention of concealing, "Did I say that the place I'm going to go on this trip is the central area of ​​the Blackwater Valley? The tributaries of the valley are all over the southern end, naturally including The Cape—any subterranean river of Styx extends from the valley, doesn't it?"

This is simply sophistry! Simbady thought angrily, if he said he wanted to work in the Land of Exiles, few people would apply.

"No one will be abandoned here, whether it is the Osha clan or the people of Graycastle, they will stay here with you!" Thuram raised his arms and said loudly, "Listen, from today, Endless Cape It is no longer a desperate situation for exiled prisoners, but a new town! This is the order of the great chief!"