Seeing that the three of them had finished arguing, Duque continued, "The second is warning. Towns that have the conditions have to build beacon towers on high ground. Those that don't can use signal guns. "
"Signal gun?" Andoine frowned in confusion.
Duque explained to Lothar that he had come up with the idea after seeing the dwarves' firearms. The effect was a bit like fireworks. But by stuffing a sealed gunpowder pack and releasing it into the sky, a colorful signal flare could be shot tens of meters into the sky.
"We can agree on a specific code according to the different colors. For example, red represents the attack of monsters, and the number of blue represents the approximate number of monsters. "
One of the biggest problems in this era was the inconvenience of communication. Magic communication was a luxury, and most of the messages were delivered by messengers on horseback. Only the most urgent messages would be sent by Gryphon Knights. But it was impossible to have Gryphons in every town, and no matter how fast they were, could they be faster than the light source of the signal flare?
Laing, Andoine, and Bolvar were all people who knew about the military, and thought that it was a wonderful idea. The three of them looked at each other and saw the approval in each other's eyes.
"Not a bad idea, I agree." Laing decided.
"Then the third one — strong army! I don't know about the training of the kingdom's soldiers, but I think if the enemy is really as tall and burly as I imagined, I can help the kingdom in my own way. "
"Hmm?" Andoine was slightly curious.
"The figures of the male Naga under me are similar to the ones I saw in my illusion. Can I let them be my sparring partners?"
"Sparring partner?" Upon hearing that, Andoine immediately realized that he had made a mistake in his military training. He had placed too much emphasis on human combat training. Regardless of what the tall monster Duque mentioned looked like, at least Andoine had seen Trolls.
There were indeed no Trolls in the territories of Stormwind, such as the Elven Forest, the Western Wilderness, and the Red Ridge Mountains. But there were in Stranglethorn Vale further south. It was not impossible to use the tall Trolls as an imaginary enemy. Even if it was a false alarm, the territory of Stormwind would expand towards Stranglethorn Vale in the future …
"Any other suggestions?" Laing asked.
"I can't think of anything else for now."
Laing repeatedly asked about Duque's hallucination until Duque could no longer provide any more information. Only then did the three of them let Duque leave.
After Duque left, Laing suddenly asked, "What do you guys think?"
Bolvar was the first to speak. "If Duke Marcus is a spy, then he must be the worst one in history. The threat that Medivh poses to us is real. Even if I think about it a hundred times, I still can't figure out how the method he proposed is detrimental to the kingdom. "
Andoine shrugged. "My intuition has always been accurate. Duque will not harm us. But I feel like he's hiding something. "
"Hide?" Laing asked.
"Yes, he might have seen more, but for some reason, he refused to speak."
"Is it an accusation against Medivh?"
Andoine slumped on the chair, letting the cold metal gauntlet stick to his forehead. "If a kid you don't know suddenly came to you and told you that your old friend of decades might betray you, would you believe it?"
"Maybe things haven't reached that stage yet." Laing could only suppress the warning signals from his rationality and let his emotions take over for the time being.
The three of them discussed for a long time, and then found the cabinet members. Finally, they unanimously approved Duque's proposal.
Three days later, in the barracks of Stormwind City, the soldiers welcomed a group of special instructors — the Naga.
Standing on the high platform of the barracks, Lothar was fully armed. Beside him hung the dried corpse of a tall Gnoll. His deep voice spread in all directions.
"Now, the kingdom is facing a new crisis. These damned monsters have mutated, multiplied, and are threatening the lives of every citizen. In the coming days, you must use your own swords to enter the forest and kill all these damned monsters. "
"Oh! Oh! Oh! "
At this point, the thousands of recruits below slammed their swords against their shields, and let out a majestic roar.
"Rookies, in order to prevent you from returning home as soon as you enter the battlefield, we have the honor of inviting Sir Duke Marcus' Naga employees to teach you a lesson."
As soon as Lothar finished speaking, Duque snapped his fingers, and 10 burly and majestic male Nagas, who were generally taller than the human soldiers by two heads, went up the stage with huge wooden hammers and swaying their thick python-like tails.
"Oh oh oh …"
"Aren't Nagas evil? In that case, are Nagas considered monsters that must be killed? "
"Will we be eaten if we lose?"
The recruits below let out a strange cry.
"No, if you lose, you will only get your butts kicked by your commanding officer," Lothar replied, causing the soldiers to burst into laughter.
There was no need for Lothar to make arrangements for the following matters. Soon, an officer led the Nagas to the various arenas, and then let the strongest soldiers first spar with the Nagas.
On the stage, Lothar, who was sitting and watching the situation, quietly tilted his head towards Duque. "By the way, don't Nagas wield tridents?"
At this moment, in Duque's mind, he was thinking about the scene where the Stormwind City soldiers were easily killed by the Orcs in the movie before he transmigrated. That was a battle of strength on a completely different level. In front of the Orcs, whose arms were thicker than the thighs of humans, the human soldiers were as weak as children.
One strong man could defeat ten men.
Usually, when the Orcs swung their hammers down, the human soldiers would either have their arms broken, or their heads and hands smashed into their bodies, and they would die immediately.
Duque let out a breath of turbid air. "I thought you wanted to use the trolls as imaginary enemies."
Lothar's face stiffened. He thought that his plan to conquer the trolls' territory in Stranglethorn Vale and open up new territory for Stormwind City had been seen through by Duque.
"Bang …"
The next moment, a scream came from the arena closest to Lothar.
"Ah … My hand! My hand! " A strong soldier fell to the ground. He had already lost his sword, and he was clutching his obviously bent arm.
Next to him stood a tall male Naga. In the face of the massive number of hostile humans around him, the Naga seemed to be at a loss.
"Stop! Everyone stop! "Anduin Lothar immediately realized that there was a problem. He jumped off the stage and dashed over.
At the same time, Duque also followed.
The male Naga looked aggrieved. "I only used half of my strength."
"It's okay." Duque patted the Naga's arm lightly.
"Damn it! You clearly wanted to kill Ladak! "A recruit roared angrily.
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