"Very good." Caesar nodded, giving the Gnoll leader a compliment and affirmation.
As the second-in-command of the Blackwing Court, Hogg was indeed thoughtful. From the standpoint of Blackwing's Nest, the humans of the northern countries and Tiya of the Elven Forest had a reason to turn against them.
"But in fact, the possibility of this happening is not high."
The Black Dragon looked at him with dark red eyes and explained, "The Elven Forest and the northern countries have already suffered losses. I don't think they have the courage to raise their blades against us again."
If these two countries really dared to drag Blackwing's Nest down, when Caesar took back his hand to deal with them, the consequences would be immeasurable. The rulers of the two sides were not that stupid.
"Of course, vigilance and precautions are still necessary. Send some of the Battle Lizardmen to the Elven Forest and keep an eye on the movements there. The northern countries will be under Black Shirt's control."
The Black Dragon, covered with ferocious barbs, stood up from the throne that was integrated with him. He climbed to the front and looked down at the clan leaders. "I called you here not only to discuss how to fight, but also to tell you that the God of Hunting is just a minion under the command of one of the evil gods, the Lord of Storm. It is an insignificant thing."
"What I want to tell you is that Blackwing's Nest should not only be prepared to go to war with Malar's apostles and believers, but also be prepared to pull in the forces of the other evil gods and the righteous gods."
The black dragon walked closer. Seeing the worry and confusion on the faces of Ryan, Hogg and the other core family members, he explained a little more. "In the Third Era, the otherworldlings who could rule over the humans had long gone extinct. Although the kingdoms in the North are small, it is impossible for Blackwing's Lair to not attract the attention of others forever. The human rulers of other countries, the gods of justice and evil, and some other unknown things would sooner or later notice this place."
When he said this, Caesar thought of the weird and vicious little statue, but he did not mention it. Instead, he continued, "If you want to establish yourself in Airadia, Blackwing's Nest will have to be fought."
Caesar had carefully analyzed the situation of the continent when he had made the decision to rule over the Northern Lands. He had already predicted this day.
Even without Marat, when the Blackwing Empire was integrated and established, there would be gods such as cows and dogs who would come to harass them. They would also attract the hostility of trading city-states and non-falling empires because of the competition for resources.
War was inevitable.
As for Blackwing's Nest, they had to accept the challenge, and they had to win.
It was better to start the war earlier than later. Using a phrase from the great country that Caesar was from, it was called "If you can open a door with one punch, you can avoid a hundred punches." The Black Dragon Lord needed to show Airadia his strength, and so did Blackwing's Nest.
"As long as you are willing."
He took out his legendary weapon and placed it on the Elantra carpet in front of him. The Bloodthirsty short axe, which was flowing with magical light, flashed coldly on the soft wool.
"The Jackalans will always be the guillotine in your hand."
"The dragon descendant is, master." The leader of the flying dragons cried out and fought for it, coming to Hogg's side.
"The Stone Crow clan is willing to die for you."
"The Hound Devil is always thirsting for blood, Your Majesty."
"The Manticore obeys your command."
The other clan leaders also expressed their agreement. They all bared their teeth and knelt in front of the Blackwing Palace.
Caesar waited for them to calm down, then said, "But this war can also give us something else."
"Barrett."
The Emperor called out a name that the Blackwing clan leaders were not familiar with.
Noticing the Black Dragon's dark red vertical eye, the bard, who was surrounded by a group of powerful mutated race leaders and had a weak sense of presence, trembled. His heart palpitated, and he lowered his head and walked out from the corner behind the palace, kneeling down like the other clan leaders.
"Your Majesty," he said with trepidation.
"You did a good job before."
Caesar first affirmed his work, then ordered, "After you go back, organize your men and carry out propaganda work inside the northern countries. Let everyone know that the God of Hunting is about to attack, that it is ready to slaughter the northern countries and completely destroy this place."
"The official announcement board and the stronghold of the Elegy Tavern are all available for you to use.
But listen carefully, I want everyone to know, everyone. "
The Black Dragon stared at him, showing a cruel and violent side. "If you can't do it, you will die."
Caesar wanted to establish the Blackwing Empire, so he had to smooth the relationship between the Blackwing clan and the northern humans as much as possible. War was the best way to transfer internal conflicts and close the gap between the mutated races.
But the premise was that Caesar had to secretly change a few concepts.
If people knew that the followers of the God of Hunting only came to defeat the Blackwing Nest and rule the northern countries, the numb people would not have any reaction. Anyway, in the eyes of the people, the Black Dragon Emperor and the Blackblood God were jackals of the same tribe.
If they changed rulers, their lives would not become worse.
This was the necessity of the propaganda department. Caesar needed Barrett to do a good job of public opinion and not mention the historical relationship between the Blackwing Nest and the God of Hunting. It was enough to let the people of the North think that the God of Hunting came to slaughter the northern countries.
Anyway, Marat's reputation had always been terrible, and he had been blamed enough. He probably would not care if he was blamed for another two.
Under such subconscious propaganda, there was no need to say it out loud. People would subconsciously think that Blackwing's Nest was the protector of the northern countries.
Of course, this was not enough.
The war gave Caesar enough space to make use of. Of course, he would not only send the Blackwing clan to fight the God of Hunting. At the same time, the Black Dragon Emperor would also gather the northern human soldiers to fight together with the Blackwing clan.
Under the high pressure of Blackwing's Nest, the military strength of the various countries in the Northern Lands was already extremely weak. They were unable to play much of a role in the war. However, this stance had to be displayed. Caesar wanted to send a message to the people. He wanted to let them know that the Blackwing Clan was also a member of his side. There was no need for them to resist. At crucial moments, they would also be able to fight alongside him.
It was also worth mentioning that the northern army that the Black Dragon Lord wanted to conscript did not include the black-shirted army.
When the black-shirted army was established and recruited, Caesar defined their function as not an army used for fighting. It was more appropriate to call them the "Imperial Garrison Force". The black-shirted army was actually the maintainer of order in the northern countries. If they all rushed to the front line, the gradually stabilizing situation in the northern countries would be thrown into chaos again.
Caesar wanted to use this as a pretext to mobilize the armies of the rulers and great nobles of the various countries. If those guys did not do their best, the Black Dragon would have the opportunity and excuse to deal with them.
Speaking of which, this war was really just right. If there was a chance, the Black Dragon Lord would have to thank Marat.