Path of Light.

Chapter 721 722. Gray Dwarf Prisoners

Blue sea and blue sky...

The coastline of Queen's Island was charred black. The waves pushed some rotten and charred wreckage onto the beach, making the white sand beach dirty. The elves could even find some weapons of the dwarves on the beach.

For the elves, the tower shields and warhammers used by the dwarves are too heavy. Even the power-type sword dancers are not used to using such warhammers.

I heard that the orc warriors in the north like the dwarves' weapons very much.

All along, the orcs have been able to defend the Mensa Plains and completely block the Darkmoon Elves in the Evernight Forest from moving north. This was also due to the dwarves secretly providing the orcs with sophisticated weapons.

The defeat of the gray dwarf bandits in the Queen Ewene Islands was not only due to the Silvermoon elves' air superiority.

Another reason was that the eight magic airships brought by Roy carried a large number of magic weapons.

This battle was actually a waste of money. One magic explosive arrow was worth two magic crystals. Roy ordered the magic airship to fire a round of concentrated fire at the three-masted sailing ship of the gray dwarf bandits, which almost burned a set of magic pattern structures. When the three-masted sailing ship was burned on Queen Island, the eight magic airships consumed more than two thousand magic crossbow arrows, and most of them were magic explosive arrows.

When Roy led eight magic airships to the outskirts of Queen Evenny Islands and chased thirty-three three-masted sailing ships, almost all the weapons consumed in the battle were magic crystal arrows.

Although there were only thirty-three three-masted sailing ships, Roy consumed as many as eight thousand magic crystal arrows in the three-day battle in order to recapture all of them, completely shooting away all the magic crossbows carried by the eight magic airships.

These two battles directly consumed 20,000 magic crystals, and this was just the cost of the magic crossbow.

The other eight magic airships float in the sky, requiring the levitation devices to operate continuously, which also consumes a large amount of magic crystals.

The daily expenses of four thousand half-blood elf guards, etc...

A war is a constant waste of money.

Apparently Roy won the bet this time. He used less than 30,000 magic crystals to exchange for 33 three-masted sailing ships. This deal was definitely a lucrative one for Roy.

The only thing that troubled Roy was the more than 50,000 gray dwarf prisoners of war.

He actually didn't hate the gray dwarf prisoners. On the contrary, the many mines on the Pagisto Plateau really needed some gray dwarf miners. The gray dwarves were born miners, and their life underground was more comfortable than on the ground. As long as they were given enough wine and sausages, the gray dwarves would obediently carry their pickaxes and walk into the mines.

But there are too many gray dwarves on Queen's Island, and Roy needs to put in a lot of effort to manage so many gray dwarf prisoners.

There are constant troubles on Partington Island now, and Roy doesn't want to be distracted by these gray dwarf prisoners...

Therefore, Roy himself was very resistant to Earl Swinburne handing over all the gray dwarf prisoners to him for disposal.

But he wanted these thirty-three three-masted sailing ships very much, so he had no choice but to agree.

Now these three-masted sailing ships cannot dock, and if there are no additional ships to transport the gray dwarf prisoners of war on Queen's Island, Roy can only set up a temporary prisoner-of-war camp on the beach of Queen's Island to detain nearly 30,000 gray dwarf prisoners of war on the island.

In order to guard the gray dwarf prisoners of war, Roy also transferred 3,000 half-elf guards from the magic airship to stay on Queen Island to guard the temporary prisoner-of-war camp.

Thirty-three three-masted sailing ships and seven magic airships were parked in the bay, with each three-masted sailing ship holding nearly seven hundred gray dwarf prisoners. As the long horn sounded, all the three-masted sailing ships raised their sails, and the sailing ships formed a long team and headed towards Partington Island.

Along the way, the Fifth and Sixth Silver Pegasus Knights will escort the fleet...

Roy took a magic airship from the wind layer back to Partington Island in advance and made various preparations on Partington Island in advance.

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More than 50,000 gray dwarf prisoners of war could not board the three-masted sailing ship to the Partington plane at the same time, so Roy could only transport these gray dwarf prisoners of war to Partington Island in two batches.

The magic airship broke through the clouds and quickly landed on the sea near the port of Partington Island. The huge waves it created flew more than ten meters high. The elves on the dock looked towards the sea one after another.

At this moment, the harbor of Partington Island was full of medium-sized sailboats. Roy counted them casually and found that there were about twenty of them...

Some half-elves, carrying simple luggage, walked down from a medium-sized sailboat with a dazed look on their faces, looking around with curiosity, acting like country bumpkins.

The half-elf porters at the dock were carrying wooden boxes of military supplies and struggling to move them onto the medium-sized sailing ship.

Roy arrived at Partington Island at noon. Under the scorching sun, many half-blood elves were sweating profusely...

The port terminal was particularly busy, with medium-sized sailboats preparing to dock and medium-sized sailboats loaded with supplies setting sail.

Roy let the magic airship slowly dock at the port. The crew lowered the sampan, and Roy walked down from the ship with a team of half-elf guards. He walked through the extremely busy dock. The elves around him seemed to recognize his identity and consciously made way for him.

Arriving at the warehouse set up by the 17th Silver Pegasus Legion on the dock of Partington Island, the warehouse manager was a close confidant of General Berkeley. Roy often had people come here to pick up various military supplies, and he was very familiar with him.

The Silver Moon Elf Administrator came out of the room very attentively and said to Roy with a smile:

"Boss Roy, what supplies are you going to pick up at the material transfer station on Partington Island this time? I'll have them prepare them for you right away!"

"I'm not here to collect equipment this time. You don't have the weapons I need in your warehouse. I brought a warrant from Earl Swinburne this time. The Earl wants you to reduce the amount of military supplies shipped to the Queen Eweni Islands and transport as much food and maintenance tools as possible to the Queen's Island. As long as the medium-sized sailing ships that are currently transporting supplies have not left the port, unload the weapons... The specific details are all written in this document."

After saying that, Roy took out a document from his waist bag and handed it to the warehouse manager.

The warehouse manager stared at the documents in his hand with wide eyes, then turned to his subordinates and ordered, "Hurry to the dock, stop all the medium-sized sailboats that are about to set sail, and gather people to replace the supplies... Boss Roy, what happened on Queen Island?"

"Our naval battle with the gray dwarf bandits has come to an end for the time being. We won! So there is no need to replenish military supplies. Now the dock of Queen's Island is completely destroyed. I guess Queen's Island is rebuilding the dock, so you need to focus on preparing craftsmen to build the dock. I estimate that craftsmen will go to Queen's Island soon. In addition, there is a shortage of food on Queen's Island at the moment, so you need to deliver the food quickly!"

Roy stood aside and reminded the warehouse manager.

The Silver Moon Elf Warehouse Manager quickly thanked Roy: "Thank you for the reminder, Boss Roy."

Roy asked the warehouse manager: "When will the portal open from this side to Padstow?"

"It's open now. At midnight tonight, the portal will be changed to lead from Padstow to Partington Island. It will last until tomorrow noon." The warehouse manager explained it like a treasure trove. He had to transport supplies to Padstow City every day and was very familiar with the transit times.

Roy nodded and told the warehouse manager, "Got it. Tomorrow morning a group of gray dwarf prisoners will arrive at the dock of Partington Island. I need to use the portal first. All the supplies shipped to Padstow City from the warehouse will be delayed. If there are any emergency supplies, you must deliver them before midnight."

"Got it, Boss Roy!"

The warehouse manager responded. After explaining these things to the warehouse manager at Partington Island Wharf, Roy hurried to Partington Town. There were many half-blood elves waiting in line in the town square to pass through the portal. They needed to undergo identity verification and registration by the military, and also check the goods they carried. If the goods they carried exceeded the regulations, they had to pay a certain amount of tax to the tax officer in front of the portal.

The tax officer in front of the portal mainly collects transit tax on goods. As for the half-blood elves who move their families to the Partington plane, they will turn a blind eye and let them pass even if the luggage they carry exceeds the standard.

Roy brought a group of half-elf guards to the town square and went straight through the portal.

The half-blood elves waiting in the square began to talk when they saw Roy disappear in the portal.

"The guards who just walked by seem to be half-elves just like us!"

"Didn't you see the officer who looked like a human walking in front? I guess he might be Boss Roy."

'We just arrived at the Partington plane, and we saw Boss Roy?'

Roy did not hear these discussions. After passing through the portal, he looked towards the central square of Padstow City.

There were some magical herbs piled up in the square, and they were probably going to be transported to Partington Island overnight after the portal changed its direction.

The gate guards saw Roy coming out of the gate and saluted him.

Roy asked a random guard, "Where's your captain?"

A half-elf guard with a captain's armband on his arm hurriedly walked out of the team, saluted Roy again, and asked:

"Boss Roy, Captain Griffith of the 3rd Squadron of the Padstow Portal Guard Brigade reports to you."

Roy walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said to him:
"At this time tomorrow, I will use the portal. All the stored supplies in the central square must be cleared out. Can you clear out the entire square?"

"Boss Roy, leave it to us. We will complete the task!" Captain Griffith said loudly.

"very good……"

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Then Roy ran to the Silver Pegasus Military Headquarters to say hello to Chief Berkeley.

Berkeley stood up, holding the desk with both hands, leaned forward, stared at Roy with wide eyes, and asked in shock:

"You mean that you spent less than two weeks to settle the war in Queen Eweni Islands, and also captured tens of thousands of gray dwarf prisoners, ready to bring them back to the Partington plane. The first batch of gray dwarf prisoners will enter Padstow tomorrow?"

Roy nodded. "That's it!"

"What can I do for you?" Director Berkeley calmed down a little and asked Roy.

"I need a place to temporarily house these gray dwarf prisoners. Do you have a suitable place?" Roy said calmly while sitting on a chair.

"How many prisoners of war can be accommodated?" General Berkeley took a breath and asked Roy.

"There are about 30,000 people in the first batch, and there are 25,000 more behind..."

General Berkeley frowned, thought for a moment and said, "There is no such a large space in the city of Padstow at present. You can't let these prisoners live in the squares in the city!"

"Then we can only arrange them outside the city. I don't have enough guards, and I need the assistance of the city defense guard." Roy continued.

"That's no problem. How many elf guards do you need?"

"Three thousand elven guards are enough." Roy responded.

"Tomorrow at noon, this group of elven guards will appear in front of the portal in the central square." Chief Berkeley promised.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately stood up, said goodbye to President Berkeley and said:
"It's a deal. Okay, I still have to go outside the city to find a suitable place..."

"I don't have a place for you in the city. If you're talking about outside the city, I can recommend you a few places suitable for housing these gray dwarf prisoners." General Berkeley sat down again and smiled at Roy.

"You are not recommending me an apple orchard, are you?"

Roy complained casually.

This time it was Director Berkeley's turn to look up with an embarrassed look on his face. He stared at Roy and asked curiously, "How did you guess... that I was going to recommend Apple Orchard to you?"

Roy shrugged speechlessly and responded to Director Berkeley: "Take a good look. Now... in the suburbs outside Padstow, what else is there besides apple orchards?"

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Due to the small space on Partington Island, after the barque arrived at Partington Island, the gray dwarf prisoners remained on the barque and did not disembark immediately.

The fleet docked at the port on the morning of the second day after Roy arrived at Partington Island, and there was a berth vacant at the port terminal.

When the three-masted sailboat docked at the pier, Roy was waiting at the pier with a group of half-elf guards. On the sea outside the Partington Island Pier, there was a large number of three-masted sailboats waiting to dock.

Roy waited until almost noon before letting the gray dwarf prisoners disembark and line up to walk into the town in the mountains.

The half-blood elves on Partington Island stood on both sides of the passage, looking at the gray dwarf prisoners who walked into the portal in a miserable state wearing only linen shirts.

As the largest transit point in the supply chain of the Queen Ewenki Islands, the residents of Partington Island naturally knew that a naval battle was breaking out in the Queen Ewenki Islands. Just when everyone was discussing when this naval battle would end.

A large number of three-masted sailing ships suddenly appeared at the port of the island. Then a large number of gray dwarves who were not wearing armor or weapons got off the ships dejectedly and were led by a group of half-elf guards to the portal of the town square.

There was a half-elf guard standing every meter on both sides of the street, apparently to prevent the gray dwarf prisoners from escaping.

These gray dwarf prisoners did not stop in the town square. They lined up and walked into the portal, directly entering the Partington plane...

(End of this chapter)