When Gurgaru told the White Dragon Lord that when the little Count of Dumbledore's family came to visit, the White Dragon Lord who was sleeping in originally refused, but when he thought about the terrifying trade data between the city of trade, Kassos and Bailey, he decided to meet again.

Lord White Dragon met with the little Count in the White Castle Hall.

Bruce stroked his chest with one hand, bowed slightly, and gave a standard noble salute: "Salute to you, the Lord of Thousand Islands, Lord of the True Dragon - Lord Amos, the Master of Bailey City, and the Earl of the Dumbledore family told me to say hello to you."

The standard, long, nutritious diplomatic wording made Bailong feel indifferent.

The Lord of the White Dragon nodded slightly: "Well, let me express my sincere greetings to Count Dumbledore."

After several years of war experience, Bruce matured a lot. When he heard Bai Long's words almost rushing people, his face did not change at all.

His face did not flush, his heart did not beat: "His Excellency Amos, I came here this time to visit you and consolidate the friendship between Bailey City and White Castle."

"Yes, the friendship between White Fort and Bailey City is indestructible."

Without waiting for the little Count to continue speaking, the White Dragon Lord cut straight into the subject: "So what is your second purpose?"

"Ahem, Bailey City is in trouble and needs your help."

The Lord of the White Dragon tapped the handrail of the Crystal Throne with his nails: "My friend, according to our agreement, I am only obliged to provide the best shelter when the Dumbledore family encounters a disaster. It is not as if you are calm and unhurried as you have already come to this point."

"You are right. Although Bailey City is in trouble, it is not yet at the end of its reach."

Bruce changed his words: "But after years of war, although Bailey City has sufficient food and vaults, many soldiers have died in battle. If they continue to consume it, it will affect the population balance of Bailey City."

Amos raised his brow: "So, you think of me? But I am not your nanny!"

"Yes, Lord Amos, so I brought great rewards."

The White Dragon Lord frowned and said a little unhappy: "Oh, reward? Do you think I am a mercenary?"

Bruce quickly explained, "His Excellency Amos, I think you have misunderstood. We are not going to hire a real dragon, but your subordinates."

The little Count looked at the Bailong who was bowing his head and thinking, and did not dare to urge him. The hall of the White Castle fell into a quiet state.

The White Dragon's thoughts are running rapidly: White Fort will lie dormant for a few years in the next, digesting the large tracts of empty land by the sea giants. There is no war here. Instead of leaving their relatives to gain weight on the island, it is better to send them to the battlefield and grow between blood and fire, and you can also...hehehehe...

"My family members are all war elites, and their employment prices are not cheap."

The little Count breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he had the will to cooperate, the next thing was nothing more than money.

"The fearless and powerful warriors of White Fort, even if I am far away in Bailey City, I often hear about it."

Guergaru, Hogg and others on the side heard this and straightened their backs. This human was quite good at speaking.

Bailong nodded undeniably: "So, how many people do you need? How much race ratio?"

“These are ready.”

Bruce took out a piece of paper, held it up with the mage's hand, and handed it to the White Dragon Lord.

I saw Bailong take the paper, which was listed on the list of Bailey City’s employment.

There are 10,000 fishmen, each fishman has 3 gold coins per month, and the battle death compensation is compensated...

There are 3,000 gnolls, each gnoll has 5 gold coins per month, and the battle death compensation is compensated...

There are 200 ogres, each ogre has 200 gold coins per month, and the battle death compensation is compensated...

There are 30 trolls, each troll has 500 gold coins per month, and the battle death compensation is compensated...

...

"There is no big problem with employment price and death compensation, but you underestimated the value of the fishman."

Bruce apologized to the three giants of fishman with a bad face, and said, "His Excellency Amos, as far as I know, if it is a single-on-one, the fishman is not a match for the werewolf. I wonder where you said this?"

"That's right! The fish man is born with weak body. If you want to fight one-on-one, even the strong farmers in front of you can't beat it. However, their value is not on fighting one-on-one, but other special abilities."

"First of all, it is the amphibious advantage. The rivers and water systems in the Kingdom of Loway are complicated. As long as a team of fishmen hold hammers and drills to guard the estuary, you don't think about crossing the river unless the enemy's transport ship is just an iron-armored warship."

Bruce nodded when he heard this.

"Secondly, it is the strength advantage. In recent years, the profession of the fishman army has achieved remarkable results. Nowadays, ordinary fishman soldiers are almost all beginners. In terms of combat effectiveness, they are no worse than ordinary werewolves."

"In the end, in addition to their own strength, the fishman also tamed a lot of war pets. These copper-backed snapping turtles and large-claw crabs are creatures that can fight on land. They are strong single-body strength and outstanding defense, and are most suitable for charging and stalking. And only the fishman can control them."

"So, the employment price of fishmen must be the same as that of the gnolls, and the war pets they carry must be counted as mercenaries."

After thinking about it, Bruce agreed to the White Dragon's request and increased the employment price of the fishman to 5 gold coins.

After discussing matters related to the war pet, Bruce left, and only the upper floors of White Castle remained in the hall.

Amos looked at the monster leaders who were ready to beat their hands below, lowered his head and thought about it slightly, and said, "This time, Gurgaru will be led by Gurgaru, with Old Jimmy, Hog River Claw, and Roger heavy punches assisting him."

"Gurgaru is the strongest and is in charge of the central army. Old Jimmy is good at calculating and is responsible for logistics and advice. Hogg is in charge and Roger is responsible for charging."

"Your will is the direction of your progress." x4

"Gurgaru, remember, humans should not be underestimated. If you find that something is wrong, get out of here!"

Garu: "Yes, master."

Gul: "Ha! Gul is going to crush their little heads!"

The White Dragon Lord ignored Guer's declaration of war: "Well, it's all gone, prepare to go to war."

...

After solving the battle, Lord White Dragon returned to his nest and continued to sleep.

night.

The breeze stroked the moat beside the White Fort, and the moonlight rippled in the lake.

Next to the moat, in the rustling woods, a figure was not interested in enjoying this rare beauty.

It secretly hid behind a big tree and looked at the white fort under the moonlight.

The White Fort under the moonlight seemed particularly cold and quiet. The uninvited guest gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and carefully sank into the lake.

It avoided the patrol fishman all the way and slowly approached the White Fort.

Finally it came to the foot of White Fort.

At this time, in the bedroom on the second floor of Baibao, the sleeping white dragon felt that the warning array he had arranged was triggered and opened his golden vertical pupils.
Chapter completed!