Chapter 422 Military Exercise

"5 km ahead, target ready!"

"Everyone loaded--"

"Fire!"

On the open plain, as Yang Shu waved the red flag forward, 20 thick and long gun barrels spewed out flames.

In the open space in the distance, fragments and white smoke scattered into a piece, and the wooden target inserted in the trench was blown to pieces.

Then there were two more rounds of barrages.

The last round of white smoke formed a milky white smoke wall in the middle of the battlefield.

"Artillery suppression is complete!"

"Tank troops advance! Cover the infantry to occupy the position!"

The exhaust pipe spewed black smoke, and thirty tanks started together, forming a sharp armored spearhead, advancing towards a cloud of white smoke that exploded in the distance.

At the same time, behind the thirty tanks, twenty armored trucks also started their engines and raced forward following the tracks...

Standing on the concrete tower in the distance, Chu Guang held a telescope and looked at the tank cluster rushing towards the trench position through the smoke screen, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

For a long time, due to the lack of heavy equipment, the Alliance has taken the "special warfare route".

That is, to maximize the advantages of the soldiers themselves and make up for the disadvantages in heavy firepower with the will of fearlessness.

However, this problem has finally been solved to a certain extent.

With the gradual increase in the production capacity of the Qingshi County mine and the ignition of the controlled nuclear fusion reactor, the production potential of the Alliance's new industrial zone has finally been stimulated.

The No. 81 Steel Plant produces engines, the Goblin Technology produces turrets, the experimental facilities under the scientific expedition team produce observation and aiming equipment, and several state-owned steel plants in the Alliance produce tracked bodies and chassis, etc., which are finally assembled in the tank workshop.

There are hundreds of factories involved in the relevant industrial chain, including large factories with assets of tens of millions of silver coins and small workshops with only a dozen employees.

At present, the production of No. 1 tanks has reached two per day.

The newly produced 30 tanks, plus the ones that participated in the battle of Ruigu City before, can almost form a tank battalion.

Of course, the key to building an armored force is not only equipment, but also personnel training.

Operating professional equipment requires long and boring training, while the requirements for personal combat ability are not so obvious.

In order to give full play to the respective advantages of players and NPCs, special combat equipment such as exoskeletons will generally be given priority to player corps dominated by awakeners, while heavy equipment such as tanks and artillery that require multiple people to operate will be given priority to NPC corps.

However, player corps such as the Skeleton Corps that have armored and mobility-related doctrines will also receive priority care.

After all, when recruiting new members, such corps often pay more attention to real driving experience than personal level.

Whether it is the experience of driving a truck.

Still driving a tank...

Looking at the tank troops not far away, Wrench felt a surge of excitement.

From facing a Conqueror No. 10 as if facing a formidable enemy, now the alliance has its own tank formation.

This is just like a dream!

"We won, Wrench."

Hearing the voice of the manager, Wrench clenched his fists excitedly and responded out loud.

"That's a must! With these equipment, our army will be invincible in the desert! Whether it is the Legion or the Falcon Kingdom, they will be crushed by our tracks!"

Looking at his confident subordinates, Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, very energetic."

But soon, he changed the subject and said seriously.

"We are making rapid progress, but don't be too proud. We must admit that there is still a big gap between our No. 1 tank and the Conqueror of the Legion."

"They have been stationed in the desert for many years, and many of our people have never seen what the desert looks like, so we must be cautious and prudent in handling every decision!"

Wrench stood at attention, pounded his chest with his right fist and saluted, saying without hesitation.

"Your Excellency is right!"

Chu Guang nodded.

As an old survivor force, the strength of the Legion should not be underestimated.

The Conqueror No. 10 tank has a low degree of electronicization, because it does not need a high degree of electronicization to fight against most survivor forces. The spaced armor that can defend against armor-piercing shells is enough to allow them to gallop on the battlefield and be invincible.

When the logistics supply line is difficult to maintain, the technological content of the equipment is no longer important, and lower working hours and costs are their first priority.

After two disastrous defeats in the Valley Province, it is not ruled out that the Legion will adjust its tactics.

For example, producing tanks with stronger protection capabilities, aircraft with higher flight speeds, and so on.

As for the deployment of the Legion in Oasis No. 9, there is no information so far.

It takes time to detect military intelligence. Chu Guang is still waiting for news from the battlefield elder. This kind of thing cannot be rushed.

Prince Kariman, who was standing by and watching, glanced at this guy with a subtle expression.

Isn't the guy in power armor the most inflated?

It seems that he was the first to say that he won.

However, with his emotional intelligence, he would not say such inappropriate words on such an occasion.

Looking at the 20 artillery pieces not far away, Prince Kariman said enviously.

"Is that a 100mm gun?"

"155mm, we call it a 155 gun."

Chu Guang narrowed his eyes, paused for a while and continued.

"Although the power of 100mm artillery is sufficient, it is still a little bit lacking. Since we have more powerful charges, wouldn't it be a pity not to make the caliber larger?"

In fact, to be more specific, it is a wasteland improved version of the PCL-181 howitzer, which adopts a 52-times barrel caliber and a relatively lightweight design. The total weight of 25 tons is reduced to 21 tons. It can be mounted on a vehicle or towed for deployment, which is very convenient.

With the help of drones, the maximum range of the artillery can reach 40 kilometers, and it can be doubled with rocket-assisted range bombs, but the ballistic dispersion at the extreme distance is bound to be quite touching.

Due to the use of azide compound charges, the explosive power far exceeds that of modern 155mm artillery, and the actual killing radius can reach the level of 203mm artillery, and the damage effect within the killing radius is also significantly enhanced.

In the case of insufficient accuracy, we can only make do with power.

In mountainous terrain like the River Valley Province, the lighter and faster 100mm artillery is the optimal solution, but in desert terrain, the vast tactical width requires more powerful firepower to fill it.

As he spoke, Chu Guang handed the telescope to the prince so that his friend could see more clearly.

Although he didn't quite understand why the caliber was changed to a larger one instead of reducing the caliber to increase the firing rate and range with more powerful explosives, Kariman still took the telescope.

The thick and long gun barrels reflected the cold light in the sun, and Kariman envied it more and more.

It would be great if the Lion Kingdom also had this kind of artillery.

Due to the low level of industrialization, although they have millions of acres of fertile land, there are only a few factories in the capital that can process artillery shells, and the artillery shells produced are all imitations of 100mm artillery shells, and the power can be imagined.

On the other hand, the Falcon Kingdom, because of the support of the Legion, although its economy ranks last among the five kingdoms, its military technology is far ahead of other kingdoms.

This fully shows that it is good to have a father.

Seeing the expression on Kariman's face, Chu Guang smiled indifferently. He could roughly guess what he was thinking and understand why he thought so.

After all, he brought him here to watch this military exercise with the purpose of exerting influence.

"What do you think of the 155 artillery?"

Putting down the telescope, Kariman said with an unsatisfied expression.

"Very strong! Only 20 guns covered a 9-kilometer front... No wonder you were able to shoot down that airship!"

"Haha, we didn't have these things when we attacked that airship," Chu Guang smiled and continued, looking at Kariman, whose expression was gradually filled with surprise, "In mid-August, our troops will be able to complete the supply, and by then we should be able to put together two fully staffed tank battalions and two artillery battalions. We can sell you some of the excess armaments, what do you think?"

Kariman was instantly excited.

Although his expression was still restrained, his voice was already trembling.

"These equipment... are you willing to sell them to us?"

Chu Guang nodded happily and spoke generously.

"Of course... For example, the 155mm artillery is priced at 1 million silver coins. For the sake of our alliance, we can give you a 10% discount. And the No. 1 tank is priced at 1.5 million silver coins, and it can also be discounted by 10%."

"Silver coins? But we don't have silver coins," Kariman was stunned, with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Can we use Lion coins? Or if that doesn't work... How about dinars?"

Their kingdom does have reserves of hard currencies such as dinars and Cr in the wasteland.

But silver coins...

I've never heard of them.

Seeing his reaction, Chu Guang immediately put on a serious expression.

"How can that be possible! Dinars are the money of the legion. How can we do business with the enemy's money!"

"But..." Kariman was about to explain with a headache, and Chu Guang continued.

"As for silver coins, don't worry. One ton of grain can be exchanged for about 500 silver coins at our trading station. Fruits will be a little more expensive, especially sugar cane. If you don't have it, we can lend you 100 million or 200 million first, or you can pay the equivalent of agricultural products and minerals in Lion coins."

Kariman roughly calculated that one ton of grain is 500 silver coins, and the original price of a tank is 1.5 million. Doesn't it mean that 3,000 tons of grain can be exchanged for a tank? !

This is simply too worth it!

Even if we don't count the grain produced by the agricultural facilities left over from before the war, it is conservatively estimated that the agricultural products produced by 6,000 acres of arable land can be exchanged for a tank, and the production capacity of 4,000 acres of arable land can be exchanged for a cannon.

This deal is too cost-effective no matter how you calculate it!

The Lion Kingdom has tens of millions of acres of arable land, and the thing it lacks the most is probably food!

Looking at Prince Kariman who was secretly happy there, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile happily.

In fact, the price of arms sales was not something he came up with on the spur of the moment, but rather a comprehensive calculation based on cost and scarcity of goods.

Referring to the prices during World War II, the ratio of a T34 tank to a ton of wheat was close to 1:2500. (Although there was a situation where ten dollars were exchanged for a tank and farmland after the war)

This ratio of 1:3000 can be said to be very conscientious, and even without a discount it is considered a friendly price!

What?

Isn't it too much to sell this tractor-modified tank at the same price as the power armor?

That's not because the tank is expensive, but because the power armor is too cheap!

After all, it is sold to its own players, and the players who can buy the power armor are the most loyal "knights" of the alliance, which is equivalent to moving money from the left pocket to the right pocket.

If it is really sold to foreign countries, Chu Guang can't sell it well for 100 million, let alone 1 million?

But this 155 artillery is different.

As long as there is a need, electricity, mining, and human resources can keep up, Goblin Technology can produce two guns a day for him, and it is not difficult to increase the production line.

Industrial products are always cheaper the more they are produced, so Chu Guang will sell them to allies openly and cheaply in exchange for the resources needed by the alliance.

As for arming allies too strongly, will it weaken the regional influence of the alliance?

Just kidding.

The feudal dynasty can still struggle to resist foreign enemies, but what kind of combat power do they have in foreign wars?

Let alone 155mm artillery, even a few power armors wouldn't work.

Otherwise, why don't companies bypass the alliance and cooperate with the Lion Kingdom?

Are mileage and cost the core contradictions?

Obviously not.

Although they are generous, it doesn't mean they are stupid.

Even if you choose a teammate, you have to choose someone who is more competitive, otherwise it would be a hell of a life if you become the transport captain...

...

The exercise is over.

From the beginning to the end of the attack, it took only 5 minutes for the 1st Corps to completely capture the position.

However, this is just an exercise, not a real battlefield.

And on the real battlefield, their opponents cannot be those wooden stakes stuck in the trenches that will not move.

Their opponents will use heavy machine guns to shoot at the tracks and tires of the armored vehicles, bury mines in front of the trenches, and use anti-tank rocket launchers to fight back at all costs to prevent the advancement of the armored forces... They may even use unconventional means that they have never seen before.

Once the charging tanks break down halfway, they will be targeted by the enemy's artillery.

If they want to survive on the battlefield, they must charge faster.

The coordination of various arms must be more tacit!

Now the artillery has finished the tank charge, and in the future they will have to practice the tanks charging along with Xu Jin's barrage, charging under the cover of aircraft, and covering the infantry charge...

From the sky to the ground, only if everyone is united can they hope to defeat the enemy who is far stronger than them.

The various troops gathered at the parade ground, and Chu Guang led a group of officers from the viewing seats to the chief platform.

Standing in front of the sergeants, Chu Guang, wearing power armor, turned on the speaker of the helmet and spoke in a loud voice.

"...The performance of each department is quite good. From your high-spirited eyes, I can see the precious courage and loyalty, as well as the determination to win."

"You are the pillars of the alliance, the future of the alliance, and the future of the entire human civilization. The responsibility on your shoulders is as heavy as the mountains in the distance, so you must not be complacent, let alone slack off."

"...The sweat you put in today is to shed less blood tomorrow!"

"I hope you will keep up the good work! Keep moving forward for the ideal of ending the wasteland era!"

In the training ground, all the soldiers stood at attention, with their right fists against their chests.

"Loyalty!"

The uniform roar resounded across the vast plain, even shattering the sky.

"Loyalty!"

In response to those pairs of determined eyes, Chu Guang nodded slowly and returned a military salute neatly.

Under the respectful and even worshipful gazes of the soldiers and officers, he gave the speaking position to the corps commander beside him, turned around and calmly left the training ground.

The comments on the performance of each unit's exercise will be made by officers at all levels of the alliance.

Having experienced several battles, they know better than anyone where their subordinates need to improve.

This is better than any paper talk.

As the manager of the alliance, in addition to meeting their logistical needs, Chu Guang only has two things to do.

That is to ensure his prestige in the army.

And to ensure the loyalty and morale of the army.

The future marshal of the alliance may be among the soldiers under the stage.

They are people of this world, they have only one life, and they need more than courage.

They also need faith.

And the idea of ​​managing the relationship with them is completely different from the idea of ​​managing the player community.

Chu Guang unexpectedly discovered that he, who was not very good at these things, was getting more and more handy in handling them.

Following behind Chu Guang, Kariman was thinking whether to place an order to buy 100 tanks to try them out, or to buy 200 tanks at once to build an armored 1,000-man team to fight the lackeys of the legion.

Just as he was about to speak, Chu Guang suddenly stopped and tapped his helmet with his index finger.

Kariman was slightly stunned.

"What's wrong, Mr. Manager."

"Wait a minute, I'm going to answer a call."

After replying casually, Chu Guang closed the visor of his helmet and focused his eyes on the holographic window displayed in the helmet.

The communication request came from Luoye City, and the caller was Ma Ban.

Without any hesitation, as soon as the communication was connected, Ma Ban spoke with a serious look.

"Sir, a group of people came from the direction of Luoxia Province, and they claimed to be the royal family of the Honey Badger Kingdom."

Honey Badger Kingdom?

Chu Guang had heard of this name.

One of the five kingdoms in the desert, Oasis No. 3 is located near the Falcon Kingdom (Oasis No. 2), with an area of ​​about 50,000 square kilometers.

The area of ​​Luoxia Province is ridiculously large, and so are the artificial oases there.

Even though Oasis No. 3 is a relatively small oasis, it is almost as large as half of Zhejiang Province on the other side of the earth.

According to the rumors of the caravan, the population of the Honey Badger Kingdom is close to one million, and it seems to practice a relatively enlightened monarchy.

Compared with the other kingdoms that inherited the legacy of the Human Alliance era, its national strength is still at the bottom of the five kingdoms, and it is also the first victim to be annexed by the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion Coalition.

However, where there is oppression, there is resistance. The Honey Badger royal family has a high prestige in Oasis No. 3, both in terms of monarchy and religious authority.

And the most important thing is that Oasis No. 3 is located in the central and western part of Luoxia Province, just stuck in the north direction between Oasis No. 2 and Oasis No. 9.

If a local armed force can be established locally, they can suddenly appear behind the Legion when the Alliance and the Legion are fighting fiercely...

When Chu Guang thought of this, he was immediately delighted and spoke.

"What did they say?"

For some reason, Ma Ban's voice suddenly became a little subtle, and he coughed lightly.

"... Their demands are not excessive, but... well, it's still a little excessive. You should talk to them in person."

...

In a carriage with simple decoration.

A young man and woman sat opposite each other. From their handsome looks and upright sitting posture, it is not difficult to see that their status is not low.

Looking at his sister sitting opposite, Summer, who moved his eyes away from the window, had a trace of sadness on his face.

After a long while, he put away his indecisive expression and uttered a word softly.

"Sorry."

Under the slightly curly brown long hair was a fair and tender face, and a lightly written answer floated from under the small and delicate nose.

"It's okay."

Avni didn't take the apology to heart, or she didn't think it was worth apologizing for.

According to the laws of the Honey Badger Kingdom, she was married after she turned 18.

She didn't pay attention to the changing scenery outside the window. At this moment, her attention was completely focused on the picture book on her knees.

The picture showed a tall and mighty man with a thick beard on his chin, which looked like a broom, and his burly physique was more like an adult gorilla.

In the Honey Badger Kingdom, beards are a symbol of strength. For example, her father has a very long and thick beard.

The second brother sitting opposite her has always been unpopular in inheriting the throne because he failed to inherit her father's beard and looked too thin.

In comparison, her eldest brother was much stronger. He still led the Restoration Army and fought side by side with their allies in Oasis No. 9...

However, her father still passed the throne to her second brother who was least favored by everyone.

Avni stared at the picture book with full concentration, and her slender index finger gently turned a page.

The plot was just getting exciting.

A barbarian with green skin and golden fangs hanging from his mouth was stepped on by the warrior wearing heavy armor and holding a war hammer, and next to him was a pile of corpses covered with black cloaks.

This was a picture book brought from the East by a wandering merchant. It first appeared in the market of the capital of the Honey Badger Kingdom and was deeply loved by the civilians. Later, it was bought by a minister and given to her as a gift.

It is said that in the southern part of the River Valley Province, there is a powerful leader who led a group of brave survivors. Facing wolves and beasts that are several times larger than themselves, he killed the running dogs of the legion and liberated the enslaved survivors...

The trade route in the southern part of the River Valley Province was restored, and the ruined city in the wilderness prospered under his enlightened governance. Merchants from all over the country sang the name of that adult, and the local residents lived a happy life from then on... It is a cause for celebration.

Such a story may not be attractive to the people of the Camelback and Golden Lizard Kingdoms, but for the people of the Honey Badger Kingdom, it is as beautiful as a fairy tale.

For more than a decade, the Honey Badger Kingdom has been facing threats from the west.

Since the Falcon Kingdom surrendered to the Legion, they began to tamper with the laws of their ancestors, and continued to expand their army, blatantly trampling on the covenant of the kings.

Every citizen of the Honey Badger Kingdom knew that the Falcon Kingdom longed for the oasis in their hands, and the Legion tried to enslave them.

Her father was unwilling to be a running dog of the Legion, unwilling to betray his beliefs, and even more unwilling to let all the subjects in the country become cannon fodder and coolies of the Willant people.

Therefore, on a quiet night, they were invaded by the Legion and its henchmen.

Although the royal families of various countries were furious at the shameful sneak attack of the Falcon Kingdom and denounced its royal family for abandoning the teachings of the Spirit of the Sea of ​​Sand, no one was willing to send troops to support them.

It was not until the Lion Kingdom became the next victim that they waited for the belated declaration of war...

But it was too late now.

Although the Lion Kingdom was the leader of the desert kings, it was hard to say how long it could hold on.

The power of the desert people alone was not enough to drive away the jackals in the distance.

Either she would disappear in the sand with her stubborn belief, or she could only seek help from outsiders...

Many people paid their lives for this, including her father and mother.

Compared with that, the sacrifice she had to make was insignificant.

Looking at the silent face with pity, Summer thought she was still immersed in the sadness of losing happiness, and tried to comfort her sister.

"I heard that the manager has four sons, all of whom are warriors with both literary and military skills."

"Yeah."

"His eldest son is strong, his second son is handsome, his third son is resourceful, and his youngest son is--"

"Brother."

Finally unable to help interrupting his second brother, Avni sighed, closed the book in her hand, and looked at him seriously.

"Don't you think this sounds like a fairy tale?"

How can such a smooth plan be possible.

Summer was slightly stunned.

At this time, there was a commotion outside, and a familiar name was vaguely heard.

He frowned, signaled his sister not to worry, stretched out his hand to push open the door, and got out of the car.

Looking at the captain of the guard who was in conflict with the crowd in the distance, he shouted loudly.

"Tarit, what are you doing?"

"It's Theresa! The princess of the Falcon Kingdom! Those hyenas are here!"

Raising the muzzle of the gun in his hand, the man with a headscarf stared at the woman behind Maban, and suddenly realized that the prince had gotten off the car, and immediately turned back and shouted.

"Your Highness, get back to the car--"

The gentle prince suddenly shouted angrily, interrupting the captain of the guard.

"Enough, put down the gun!"

Tarrit looked at him in surprise, making an unbelievable sound.

"Your Highness?!"

Summer walked forward step by step, staring into his eyes and continued.

"Use your brain to think carefully, how could the Falcon Kingdom, which is fighting the Lion Kingdom, hit here!"

That unquestionable look was exactly the same as the previous king, although that face did not inherit the majesty of that adult at all.

Tarrit hesitated for a moment, finally gritted his teeth and threw the gun on the ground.

Glancing at the gun on the ground, Maban's face did not change from beginning to end, and waved his hand lightly, indicating the guard next to him to put away the gun.

At the beginning, he led his people through the encirclement of the Bone Chewing Tribe and fled to Qingquan City. He then followed the Burning Corps to parachute behind the enemy's position to organize local guerrillas to resist.

Those looters almost put a bayonet in his mouth, but he was not afraid at all, let alone a rifle.

In his eyes, this thing is no different from a fire stick.

However -

Although he did not take that threat seriously, it does not mean that the people of the Alliance can be pointed at with guns at will.

"I need an explanation."

Looking past the man who put down his weapon, Ma Ban looked at the handsome boy not far away and said in a serious tone.

"If you can't give a reasonable explanation, I can only ask you to sit in the guard room for a while."

"I deeply apologize for my subordinate's rudeness. Anger blinded his mind, but I know that this is not enough to make up for your loss."

The handsome boy bowed slightly and then looked at his guard captain.

"According to the laws of the Honey Badger Kingdom, the attempted murderer will have his hair and beard shaved off and be reduced to a slave, to be dealt with by the victim... He is your slave now."

Tarito lowered his head in humiliation, but did not say anything and knelt on one knee.

Maban looked at the young man meaningfully, then looked at Tarito who was kneeling on one knee, and said under the gaze of everyone.

"Get up, there are no living people kneeling on this land, the alliance has only brothers and sisters but no slaves."

Tarito did not move until the crisp voice came from behind.

"Get up, loyal guard, you are free now... Thank your master for forgiving your stupidity."

Tarito brushed off the dirt on his knees, lowered his head, and muttered "thank you", but in the corner of his eyes looking at Theresa, hatred still flashed.

The diplomatic dispute was resolved, and the atmosphere on the scene was no longer tense.

Maban did not look at the captain of the guard wrapped in a turban, but looked at the boy who was walking towards him with interest.

He admitted that the boy was quite brave.

Although he was a little bit worse than himself.

"Who are you?"

"Summer Honey Badger, the acting king of the Honey Badger Kingdom," the boy bowed slightly, "On behalf of the royal family of the Honey Badger Kingdom, I beg you to lend us a hand."

"Then you have to talk to our manager. I am just the chief of the refugee camp."

Ma Ban looked at him, then at the team behind him, and frowned slightly.

"Is that your kingdom?"

The implication is --

There are only these few people left?

Hearing the deep meaning in the voice, Samo did not care.

A weak country has no diplomacy, let alone a lost country.

He was very clear about his position and just answered in a calm tone.

"They are all the most loyal warriors of the kingdom. Of course, we have more than these people. My eldest brother is still leading the Restoration Army to fight against the legion's lackeys on the front line, and our people have never surrendered."

Maban shrugged his shoulders.

"I will report your affairs to our administrator."

Although he sympathized with their plight, he did not think that a destroyed kingdom would have any value for their alliance.

Oasis No. 3 in the Midwest is at least more than a thousand kilometers away from here. It has to go northwest through Oasis No. 9, and there is a vast desert in between. It is too far...

Of course, this is just a fleeting thought in his mind. It is the job of the administrator to make specific decisions.

No matter what decision the adult makes, he will support it unconditionally.

As for now, his job is just to build the outpost well and help the survivors in Ruigu City rebuild their homes.

"Please tell him everything about us. We didn't mean to cause the misunderstanding just now."

Glancing at the pale-faced princess, Summer continued in a sincere tone while wondering why she was here.

"Although the threat from the West is our common danger, we will not use this pale and powerless rhetoric to ask you to help us for free."

Looking at the five shabby carriages, Ma Ban couldn't help but smile and said something extra.

"Oh, then what can you give to our lord?"

Even if the five carriages are full of gold, what?

Those glittering things are worthless here.

Summer didn't take the ridicule of the "friendly minister" to heart and said in a very light voice.

"...No outsider has ever been able to become the master of the desert people, including the Falcon Kingdom that occupied the oasis, but we are willing to break this precedent."

After a pause, he continued.

"I heard that the manager has four sons. As long as one of them is willing to marry my sister, I will give the throne to him after the two children come of age."

"You will get the blood of the honey badger royal family, and it is the orthodox inheritance. With the blessing of the spirit of the sea of ​​sand, the grandson of that adult will not only have 50,000 square kilometers of fertile land in Oasis No. 3 and the loyalty of nearly one million people, but also become the master of Oasis No. 2... the Falcon Kingdom."

Summer said this in a serious tone, without any hesitation in his eyes.

However, after hearing this speech, Maban was stunned, with a strange expression on his face.

After a long silence, he finally said a sentence.

"... the first sentence."

"Where did you hear it from?"