"I refuse!"
Macnee placed his hand on the table, poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth, wiped his mouth, and blew his beard. "Not all attacks were initiated by Virgil. I don't see any signs of the Federation working hard to seek peace. I think what you should do next is to avoid war as much as possible and negotiate peace with the other party."
"If it was possible, the Head of State would have done that long ago.
General, there is no peace in this war of life and death. "
The senior Federation official sitting opposite him sighed and said, "If you want to talk about who is responsible for this, it would be Rune Joseph. He surrendered to Ayrsala and let foreign enemies interfere with the Central Continent's affairs. These pests not only plague the North, but also want to climb into our land and territory. They want to enter the Central Continent and conquer the Trade Federation."
His voice gradually became louder, "The threat of Virgil has existed for too long. Now that we have the advantage, we must eradicate them without mercy. General Macnee, you have the wrong idea in your heart, thinking that tolerance and peace can make both sides reconcile, but that is no longer possible. We must seriously deal with the damage that Rune Joseph has brought to the Central Continent. Ayrsala has eaten away our resources, tarnished our land, and weakened us through various means. Our fate is not to beg for peace with them. This land belongs to us, and Rune Joseph and the people behind him have no right to possess it."
In the end, the Federation official gave a conclusion, which was also the order of Head of State Tashanmur, "After recovering the lost land of Fanen, we must pursue the victory and attack Cohor. Eliminate all enemies, remove all obstacles, and expel Ayrsala!"
"Forgive me for being blunt, but I don't think you have the ability to drive the enemy out."
Macnee's expression was calm, and he did not become hot-blooded because of this encouragement. He was very calm, and his performance on the battlefield was completely different. "Other than Ayrsala, Rune Joseph has even more supporters behind him. Using war as a solution to suppress them will only lead to a more powerful backlash."
The Federation official's expression changed slightly. "The Trade Federation will face pressure from the entire North. This is known to all, but we also have our own allies and reinforcements. General Macnee, this is not something you should consider. Your order is to lead the Thunder Blade Clan into Cohor."
Macnee stared at the Federation official. "My soldiers suffered heavy losses in the last battle, and a large number of wounded people are waiting for treatment. At the same time, we also need meat, fruits, vegetables, and weapons. After all the requirements are met, I think the Thunder Blade Clan will be able to participate in the next war."
"A reasonable request."
The official nodded. "But now the situation is dangerous and the war is urgent..... So the Federation's current situation, and the Federation is trying his best to collect resources from all sides........................ sir, I believe that when your troops enter Cohor, the demands of the Thunder Blade clan will be met..
"In other words, we won't be able to get supplies from the Federation before we conquer Khol?"
Macnee raised his eyebrows. "Then, please forgive me for refusing the battle order. The Thunder Blade Clan can't afford more without replenishment."
"General Macnee!"
The Federation official's tone became stiff. He was about to lose his patience. "Please don't forget that when you migrated to the central region, the Trade Federation warmly and kindly accepted you. They did not discriminate because of your race and gave the Thunder Blade clan the greatest preferential treatment."
"Now, we need the strength of the dwarves. No one is willing to see their efforts go to waste. You must know that even during times of war, Leader Tashanmur did not forget to give your people the strictest protection. They are still living freely in Swo Harbor, bathing in the best sunlight of the Central Continent."
Macnee raised his eyebrows. This was not a consolation, but a blatant threat. Swo Harbor was the settlement of the Thunder Blade clan. When Macnee led his soldiers to rescue Fan En, only the elderly and children were left there. Tashanmu still had troops stationed there!
Thunder Lord clenched his fists. His eyes were bursting with anger as if he would burst out in the next second and break the bones of this human. But in the end, he chose to endure. The powerful dwarf prince was discouraged. His expression was gloomy, and he replied, "Understood. I will lead the Thunder Blade clan to attack Cohor."
The official left, satisfied.
At this moment, Macnee suddenly regretted leaving the swamp. If his attitude had been gentler, he would have taken into account the feelings and demands of the other clans. If he had paid more attention to communication, the situation of the dwarves might have been completely different. The Swamp Alliance had fallen apart. He wondered if the two princes, Artas Lofty and Maran Blazingstar, had ever felt the same way.
… …
Not long after, detailed instructions were sent over. Macnee was deeply disgusted with what he was about to do. For a long time, the dwarves had fought for justice, protection, and faith.
But this time, he was being coerced. If he refused, the Confederation would harm the Thunder Blade clan's people in Swo Harbor.
Macnee crumpled the letter into a ball and made a gloomy expression at Harquin Thunderblade.
"Let us be prepared," he said. "At least, we are still fighting for ourselves. We are fighting to expel the enemy."
Following this order, which he did not like, Macnee gathered his clan's warriors, dwarven knights, and musketeers and approached the border of Kohor as quietly as possible. They marched silently according to the instructions, with only the occasional creaking of armor and the stomping of the ponies.
When they arrived at the border, Macnee was surprised that the Vaegirs army in Kohor had not noticed at all. He had sent out several scouts to make sure that Vaegirs and Aelsala were caught off guard by the attack. The scouts reported that there were only a few people on duty at this time. The musketeers carefully boarded the observation platform to act as distant observation posts. Dwarves could see better in the dark than humans, and Vaegirs' soldiers always foolishly lit campfires.
"Chief, judging from the number of campfires, the number of soldiers is not more than usual," a scout said in a low voice. "They did not expect us to attack so soon."
Macnee raised his arm to make sure that everyone could see, and then waited quietly. His heart was pounding, and the great power of Moradin, the god of dwarves, slowly condensed on his body. Three, two, one …
Then there was a blood-chilling roar. Macnee suddenly swung his arm down, and was the first to rush out with his heavy hammer and battle axe. In the dark, there was the sound of weapons clashing, the shouts of humans resisting stubbornly, and the heavy sound of crossbows and muskets hitting the target.
The Vaegirs soldiers were completely caught off guard. The Thunderblade Dwarves roared and rushed into the battlefield like a flood. A foolish soldier rushed towards Macnee himself, shouting "For Vaegirs". His simple military longsword was broken by Macnee's battle hammer. The broken sword fragments flew high, shining in the faint light of the fire, and then disappeared into the darkness. Macnee swung his battle hammer again, and the soldier's mail armor could not withstand the blunt weapon's blow. Under the huge force of the blow, his whole body flew out far away.
After a short pause, the roar of victory echoed in the night sky. Macnee looked around. The battle had only started for a moment, and they had won easily and captured Vaegirs' outpost camp.
"For this battle, this is a good sign," Harquin Thunderblade said.
Macnee shook his head. "That is if no one escapes. Under the cover of the night, they can escape to the castles of Kohor to report, so we'd better go to the castles in the north immediately and capture as much land as possible before the enemy can react."