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Chapter 204 - 204 126 Natural and Man-made Disasters_2

204: Chapter 126, Natural and Man-made Disasters_2 204: Chapter 126, Natural and Man-made Disasters_2 At least a massive famine could decrease the number of their vassal races.

It could save us from their disgusting tactics of using beast-swarms.

Times of calamity demand more wars.

It may sound confusing, but that’s the magic of politics.

If the locust plague isn’t serious, the Alpha Kingdom which is still amassing power, naturally wouldn’t stir up matters.

But if the calamity spreads, even threatening next year’s food production, then there’s no other way, let’s head straight to war!

Asking for help, we can’t necessarily get food from other nations.

But if the Orc Empire invades from the south, none of our neighboring nations would dare to refuse providing food supplies.

As one of the strongest nations in the human world, if the Alpha Kingdom collapses, the chances of the neighboring nations withstanding the military might of the Orc Empire also wouldn’t be high.

Then it would no longer be about loyalty or conflicts of interests, but a battle for survival between the human and orc races.

Countless races suppressed by humans could seize this opportunity to strike back.

If there is even the slightest carelessness, the position of human domination over the continent would be at risk.

Worse still, the risk of race extermination may occur.

You could say it’s a high-stakes gamble.

The wager isn’t only the Alpha Kingdom, but also the fate of the entire human race.

It might seem a bit irrational, but for the Alpha Kingdom, they must partake in this gamble.

It’s because of their daring to gamble, pulling all the human nations to the gambling table, that the Alpha Kingdom has managed to withstand the Orc threat for centuries.

If they were a bit weak-willed, facing the orc menace, giving up a city today, losing two tomorrow, the Alpha Kingdom would have long vanished from the pages of history.

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Early the next morning, Hudson was awakened from his dreams by his maid.

After hastily eating a meal, he joined the assembled troops.

Everyone, knights or magicians, all straddled their war horses.

Under the lead of Earl Piers, they headed straight for Qiaomu County.

The feeling of recklessly riding horses was quite fascinating, despite some pain in the knees and a sore derriere.

For a while, Hudson even wanted to abandon his horse and ride his bear, Belsden, instead.

At least Belsden was stable when running, so he wouldn’t have to worry about being jolted off.

But seeing everyone riding horses, and even the supposedly delicate Lady Magician presently showing off her knightly style.

Indeed, legends were deceptive.

Magicians being frail was only relative to knights of the same rank—for ordinary people, their bodies are much stronger.

😈Yes, there were frail magicians, but those weaklings did not earn the right to be here.

Everyone was here to exterminate locusts, not on a picnic.

Any mage who collapsed from exhaustion after casting a few spells would simply be a burden.

Hudson’s wounded pride made him give up the idea of riding the bear.

After all, among so many people present, a fair number had magical beasts, but all chose to ride war horses.

The given reason was that the mighty aura of magical beasts running might frighten the folks along the way.

Since when did the noble lords care so much about their subjects?

Hudson felt his knowledge was inadequate.

Rather than believing this reason, he was more inclined to think these fellows couldn’t command their magical beasts.

Highly intelligent beings aren’t stripped of their dignity, are they?

If you dare to treat a magical beast as a beast of burden, then get ready to be ditched on the battlefield.

Just like Belsden, didn’t every appearance he made cost something?

Insist on a fair trade, and everyone gets what they need.

This is done to avoid repeating the tragic fate of Chiyou.

Fortunately, the war horses with a hint of magical beast bloodlines, greatly enhanced in endurance and explosive power.

They covered which would’ve been hundreds of miles in a day.

Except for the Knight Corps, only the Air Force could match this speed.

Other troops, if they dared to gallop like this, would end up completely scattered.

Seeing a lot of familiar faces coming out to greet them, Hudson felt a sense of warmth as if he was meeting the spring.

The Chinese saying goes, “Birds of a feather flock together.”

Teaming up with these cultivation fanatics was indeed a torment for Hudson.

If they weren’t discussing cultivation openly, it wouldn’t be long before they all moved onto discussing their cultivation experiences.

This left Hudson, a typical intermediate level magician/knight, feeling very wounded.

He would just listen, but he didn’t understand it and could easily be misled by these folks.

Certain weird and strange ideas constantly challenged Hudson’s cognitive limits.

If he was inadvertently fooled and practiced cultivation along the discussed lines, who knew what could happen.

Even though these fellows repeatedly claimed that these were their unique cultivation methods, and they gained their current strength through these methods, Hudson firmly believed they were spouting nonsense.

Who would share their cultivation method with someone unrelated?

This was a matter of livelihood and heritage, which wasn’t even taught to disciples.

The fact that they detailed it so clearly, it was clear that they wanted to coax the inexperienced into practicing and provide data for their reference.

If he didn’t listen, the problem was these voices kept emerging by his ears, which made Hudson once think that these folks were trying to set him up.

But seeing Earl Piers’ similarly frustrated expression, Hudson discarded this thought.

The indiscriminate attack was clearly meant to fool all the genius youngsters into it.