Chapter 62: Battle Elephant Legion!

(It is said that trolls have money to get swearing people? There is such a good thing!)

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Whether it is the descendants of giants or orcs, these two races, as the protagonists of the earth, can help other creatures with great wealth.

But Murphy can't.

Athens was just a small territory, and all he could do was to keep his army. Therefore, for the needs put forward by the Centaur tribe, Murphy could only raise some equipment for them from the human city-states in the southern plains through trade. The greatest help was to squeeze their surplus value, a little softening.

It's true that he's very friendly to Miluen's beautiful little mare.

But that doesn't mean Murphy is friendly to those centaurs who are still very primitive and savage now.

Moreover, in his opinion, these centaurs are not that reliable.

If it weren't for the natural defense line of the Nidoria River, I'm afraid they would not do anything to cooperate, but to conquer directly.

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Governor's Office, Study Room.

Murphy quietly stared at the beautiful little mare Miluen in front of him. He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Do you need food?"

"Yes." Miluen nodded slightly and responded.

After the defeat in the Sharma Basin, many scattered centaur tribes were robbed by the Mammoth Pioneer Army. Although most of the surviving centaurs escaped, the grazing cattle and sheep were not allowed to be brought out. Except for the fast-running horses, the centaur tribe almost lost most of the livestock. In fact, they are now on the verge of having to kill horses to satisfy their hunger.

"Weapons! I can buy iron ore from the southern plains and arrange for people to forge it for you." Murphy looked at Miluen in front of him, and gently tapped the tabletop with his fingers, and said slowly: "Armor, as long as you can afford it, I have a way to get you a batch."

"But this is the only food!" Murphy frowned and said in a deep voice: "It's really difficult."

As we all know, the current food in Athens was brought by Murphy after a lot of trouble from the barbarians. Although the barbarians also farmed, they did not reach the scale of the plains. Therefore, they did not accumulate a lot of food. As for the noble councils in the southern plains, they might have a lot of food, but they might not sell it to Murphy.

Especially when this half-beast army is moving abnormally.

The battle of the Gnoll lasted for nearly two years, and the cultivation of almost the entire southern plains was greatly affected during these two years.

Young and middle-aged people were summoned into the army, and only some elderly, weak, women and children were working between the fields. In this way, it is inevitable that the southern plains will reduce their grain output in the past two years. This is because there is a relatively stable rear, otherwise there would be no grain harvest in the entire southern plains. Once war is fought, food problems will inevitably arise.

Murphy is really not sure about getting food again now.

"Is there really no way?" Miluen stared at Murphy with a gloomy expression. Her eyes were big, her pupils were golden, and there was a hint of green. Especially when she looked sad, she looked like a watery feeling. This time, in addition to reaching a cooperation agreement with Murphy, another important thing was to find a way to get a batch of food.

Because the Centaur tribe has lost a large number of cattle and sheep, if even the horses are eaten up now.

So what should I do in the future?

"How long can your food last?" Murphy stared at Miluen in front of him and said in a deep voice: "You must tell me the truth before I can find a way to help you."

"One month." Miluen leaned over to meet Murphy's gaze and whispered: "If you kill the injured horse, you can still last for a month."

"If there was no food at that time, I would have to kill other horses."

Kill the horse!?

Murphy was stunned when he heard this. Murphy knew that the horse of the Centaur Tribe was far better and taller than the horses in the southern plains. It can be said that it is one of the most suitable horses in this world for large-scale training of heavy cavalry.

It is too luxurious to kill such a precious horse like this.

"The horse cannot be killed!" Murphy sorted out his thoughts for a moment and said slowly: "The horse is killed, what will you do in the future?"

You killed all the horses and ate them.

It doesn’t matter to you. In the future, Athens will form a heavy cavalry legion. Where can I find such a good tall horse?

Upon hearing this, Miluen couldn't help but show a hint of gratitude on her delicate face. She didn't know Murphy's mind, but simply thought that this human was the same as what she thought. She killed and ate the horses. What else could the tribe rely on to grazing in the future?

"Yeah." The beautiful little mare nodded slightly and said, "The five chiefs of the tribe are sending the most elite warriors to infiltrate the enemy's rear to hunt mammoths for food. But the result is still unclear."

"Mammoth!?" Murphy said in shock: "The mammoths do mammoths in captivity?"

He should have guessed it long ago!

Since centaurs can grazed a large number of horses, mammoths are naturally likely to be raising mammoths in captivity.

"Yes." Miluen glanced at Murphy with a strange look and said slowly: "The mammoths are said to have some giant bloodlines. Their ancestors were descendants of a pure-blooded giant and an ancient mammoth. The mammoth priests were able to control mammoths. In their wars with us, they always drove the mammoths to charge first, and then let the warriors charge behind the mammoths."

"Otherwise, when they reach us, they will be dead."

The Centaur Longbow can shoot through armor, but it is difficult to shoot the world's thick-skinned mammoths, and the size of the mammoth also provides cover for the mammoths. Before killing the mammoth in the front row, it is difficult for the Centaur archers to attack the enemies behind the mammoth.

Like the centaur, mammoths have similar attitudes towards mammoths.

Mammoths are one of their foods, and because of the huge size of the mammoth, it is very troublesome to make the leather armor they can use. This makes mammoths of the same size a very practical material.

As a primitive and barbaric race, there are really not many left except for the people who do not eat.

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Mammoth!

Battle Elephant Legion!

Murphy's middle finger hit the desk rhythmically. After pondering for a while, he raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Do you have any way to get me a few mammoths?"

"What do you want them to do?" The beautiful little mare showed a puzzled expression on her face, and she whispered: "Except for those mammoth priests, it is difficult for other creatures to control those mammoths and make them obedient."

"And their meat is not delicious either."

Who said he wanted to eat them?

"I just ask if you can get a few mammoths for me." Murphy frowned and said slowly: "They are of great use to me!"

Important use?

Miluen still had a puzzled expression on her face, but she nodded and said, "There are more than a dozen captured mammoths in the tribe, but most of them are wounded. And transporting them to the river is also a very troublesome."

"It's okay!" Murphy's mouth smiled and said in a deep voice: "You just need to be responsible for sending them to the river."

"I'll arrange the rest!"

This is really good news!

It is the best news Murphy has heard during this time.

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Murphy turned her head and looked at the high priest beside her. Her gentle face was very calm, and she just stared at him quietly. Since the last major change, her support for Murphy has undoubtedly increased a lot. Sometimes, she even deliberately delegated power to make Murphy the dominant part of everything. As a person who is used to analyzing things, Murphy naturally understood how well-intentioned she did this.

Take out an account book from the drawer and Murphy handed it to Miluen.

The beautiful little mare took it in confusion and raised her hand to look at the content above. As a priest who believes in the [Dog of the Earth], she can understand most of the elves and human languages.

"This is the existing grain in the Athenian territory. I can take out half of it to help you." Murphy stared at the beautiful little mare in front of her, looked at the surprised expression on her face, and said slowly: "But these grains can only allow your tribe to last for an additional month at most."

"You still need to find a way for the remaining months of food." Murphy paused for a moment when he saw a hint of sadness floating on the beautiful face of the little mare, and he continued: "I can show you a way out."

"As long as you can persist until the winter wheat harvest in June this year, I will be able to provide you with a lot of food!"

"Enough food for all your tribes to live!"

Three months.

It's January now, and aside from the food that Murphy helped, there are still three months of vacancies.

The integrated centaur tribe has a population of nearly 110,000. With such a huge base, even if it only provides the minimum amount of demand every day, three months of consumption will be a large amount of food!

Thinking of it, Miluen's delicate eyebrows couldn't help but frown again.

Murphy took out the oak seal left by Artoria from his pocket, handed it to Miluen, who was full of surprise, and said in a deep voice: "Take it to the gathering place of half-elves. If you can impress them, maybe the remaining food will be left."

The beautiful little mare was stunned.

She stared at Murphy with her big golden watery eyes for a long time.

Sudden!

She opened her arms and hugged Murphy, leaned over and kissed him gently, and said softly, "You are a good person."
Chapter completed!