After returning to the camp of the 460th Legion, I found the Lion and Lao Liu and asked them to lead the Legion to stay in this town and standby.

"Sir, it's too dangerous for you to do this! Did we drag your pace down?"

The Zero Lion seemed to be crazy again, jumped in front of me and said in shock, then picked up a weapon and started playing.

"Sir! I'm good at fighting. Look at whether my machete is full of wind! I can also jump in armor and bobby! I can also push ups! Look at me push ups! Yes, I can also swim on the ground with full arms! Don't leave us behind!"

This guy is getting worse and worse, otherwise he would have been fired?

I snatched the barbarian machete in his hand, performed a horse, and could turn anything. Coos, then put the knife around his neck, explaining the reason sincerely.

"Don't guess randomly. Although you are really weak in all limbs and don't have any grains, you are lazy and active in eating, you like to be absent-minded and don't do serious business, you can't do whatever you do, eat whatever you don't have, which seriously delays my pace, but this is not the main reason... Hey, why are you two crying! I didn't blame you again!"

Gray came out of the side and said quietly, "Boss, you just sprinkled a handful of salt on his wound, put a handful of cumin, and then roasted it on the fire. It's okay."

I nodded: "That's good, by the way, I want to be slightly spicy without adding green onions... Hiss, I'm hungry! Let's talk about the main thing, this decision is mainly attributed to my own mistakes in decision making."

In their shocked eyes, I drew a simple map on the ground with a knife. "I thought I could handle the long-distance marches with the quality of the legion, but the facts proved that I was too naive. Our journey was not yet halfway, and the decline of the morale of the troops was extremely obvious. My body was overwhelmed and I couldn't keep up with my footsteps."

After all, it's not as good as the team I remember...

Gray touched his chin and said, "Indeed, this problem is quite serious at present. Even if we march quickly to the destination, we will lose our combat effectiveness. This time, if we happen to run into the tribal attacker attacker attacking the town of Delvas, we may suffer casualties."

Gray does not understand the protective ability of armor, so it is understandable that he is pessimistic about combat effectiveness.

But what makes me pessimistic is that it is slow and inefficient. I don’t know when the jays will be rescued, and I don’t know when I can officially gain a foothold in this grassland and find a spatial anchor point...

So I need several stable springboards as a transfer station from the free trade zone to the tribal center! The Shanshu clan tribe is one, and the Langya Lake can also be established, and the town of Delvas, which has crossed the mountain, is an indispensable location in the plan?

As long as I control the springboard stably, I can use force and trade to quickly occupy this area!

"I want you to lead people to stay, so that you can help defend this town! From now on, this is a transit station from the trade zone to the grassland, and there must be no mistakes. Before the Anti-Lightning Army sends people to change defenses, you must all guard here!"

When Lao Liu heard this, he suddenly figured out something and said in a low voice: "Sir, do you mean...interest exchange?"

I smiled slightly: "Very good, very insightful! It is the exchange of interests! In the next time, some or even all the people in the town will stay, and you will be stationed to assist in defense and let them provide supplies as rewards! They lack weapons and will be happy to see us appear. Gradually, we will be able to legally station here!"

Zero Lion touched his head and asked, "Sir, how do you know they will stay here? What if they really abandoned their stronghold and left?"

I slapped the wall: "Then you will officially settle here and turn Delvas Town into our territory! That is, there may be problems with food at that time... But all tribe attackers can grab food, so you can do it! The difference is that the tribe grabs others, you grabs the tribe! You must occupy the commanding heights morally!"

I looked at the dim night town and fantasized about the scene where the lights were brightly lit a few days ago. Now only rubble and grass and unjust souls were left. The sound of insects in my ears became hazy and I couldn't hear them clearly.

Suddenly, a few particularly hazy lights suddenly lit up in the center of the town, and were shakingly hung up to a high place. Due to the unstable voltage, the brightness of the lights was also uncertain, but they were particularly eye-catching in this dark wilderness.

I had good eyesight in the dark, and I could see incandescent lamps hanging on the spire of the second floor of a house. After a long time, moths and beetles in the wild finally saw the light again, and they flew towards the light source one after another, crackling sounds outside the lampshade, even if they were bleeding.

A familiar young man was standing on the roof of the attic, waving the insect net to drive away the flying insects, silently guarding the last light.

This is undoubtedly the light of Delvas Town, a symbol of the re-glow of the will of this town!

The acting mayor Sinclair, who was covered in frosty faces, walked out and found me with a serious expression, saying solemnly: "Sir, what you said just now is very inspiring. We will make suggestions to the rescue team. After the wounded are transferred, leave healthy residents to continue guarding here."

Speaking of this, a wry smile appeared on his face: "The young man is unwilling to put down his gun now, and he is clamoring to form a small town righteous soldier... You really caused me a lot of trouble!"

I laughed and introduced to the acting mayor: "This is your opportunity, a mutually beneficial choice. I will leave behind the most elite staff to help guard the town and help you train the volunteer soldiers."

Sinclair raised his eyebrows and said, "You really want to stay? There is no strategic value here. Thanks to you repairing the radio station, I just learned through the radio that the entire towns on the edge of the desert have been attacked by tribes to varying degrees. Now all forces have adjusted the strategic threat level to the highest..."

"What?!" I was a little shocked when I heard this, "The entire desert border? How big is that area!"

Sinclair nodded with a serious expression and said, "Yes, no one would have thought that these barbarians would be so crazy. But the danger is not in the tribe, but these annoying forces... Everyone has sent people to investigate the situation. Once a counterattack is launched, the war will definitely spread throughout the blue hermit crab grassland in the lake, and the scene will be difficult to control at that time."

I took a breath of air conditioning. If he said so, even if the Brown Pond tribe could survive the tribal war, it would be about to face revenge from all forces on the tribe.

Tribes with low levels of civilization have the advantage in terms of population and courage, but they are far less cold-blooded than those of higher civilized countries.

It can be said that the fringe world civilizations learned from war must focus on how to massacre the same kind more efficiently and cruelly.

"How many forces have been attacked at the moment?" I asked.

Sinclair replied: "In addition to the Aim Human Federation, there are also the Thirsian faction and the Andernawato faction strongholds that were attacked, but these are relatively minor. What is particularly dangerous is that the space advance station where two material trading teams were attacked is likely to launch an orbital strike... By the way, the tax team of the Broken Empire was also attacked, and the leader even posted a full-band broadcast to respond to the most cruel blow!"

Too desperate, what are the people of the tribe doing? Do you really think that people don’t want to step on cockroaches just because they are afraid of cockroaches? When did this place become an explosive barrel like the Balkans?

"I understand. Even if you defend your home in the small town of Delvas, I will do my best to help you."

I nodded and turned around and was about to leave.

Sinclair asked in surprise: "Aren't you going to stay?"
Chapter completed!