Strategy game? Then I'll have to control you properly.

With the help of the newly built defensive towers, they easily repelled the attacking enemies.

Attila looked at the defensive tower and said, "Although I did feel despair when I heard that the enemy's lair was numerous, it seems that the Guardian God had foreseen this."

"It's completely unimaginable how these defensive towers operate," Mista agreed with Attila.

These defensive towers, capable of automatically detecting enemy activity and launching giant arrows and magic, defy common sense, much like items in a game.

"Based on the testimony of the dwarf Herson, and in accordance with God's will, it seems the right choice for us to continue investing our efforts here."

Attila gazed trustingly at the defensive towers, muttering to himself as he surveyed the area around the makeshift encampment.

What if these defensive towers were built in villages? No raiders would dare to covet villages anymore.

But their god built the defensive towers here instead of the village, which means they must continue fighting the swarms of writhing insects before them.

"You're right, but the black monsters might attack the village using various means, and our negotiations with Theodore are not yet complete."

"I'll find a way to handle this, so don't worry. That Theodore has no choice but to cooperate with us. I'll continue to delegate authority to you, and you'd better follow that man's instructions and use this place as a base to prepare for battle against the enemy."

Mista expressed concern for the safety of the village due to the large number of soldiers mobilized, but Attila shook his head.

Attila believed that his duty was to carry out the divine instructions as realistically as possible.

He was convinced that if the gods considered blocking the northern enemy as the top priority, then prioritizing this matter was the right thing to do.

Mista nodded solemnly: "I will definitely fulfill this duty."

Seeing Mista's resolute expression as he faced the heavy responsibility, Attila smiled and said, "...You are also a warrior trusted by that lord."

As a young clan leader, Mista demonstrated exceptional action, earning the respect of not only Attila but also the observer off-screen, who acknowledged him as a trustworthy and outstanding warrior.

Although the title of strongest warrior belongs to Lillie, Mista has earned everyone's trust as an outstanding commander.

When Attila returned to the village, his brother Bruno approached him and asked, "What did the chieftain say?"

Mista explained, "He has entrusted everything to me, which is what the gods expect. So Bruno, let's not get carried away by this victory, but fulfill our duties properly."

Despite having to fight terrifying monsters, Mista is content with her current life.

He felt that fighting like this was more in line with the way of a warrior and more meaningful than being helplessly swept away by the tide of the world.

"Is all of this really true?"

"Absolutely true. This is all proof that I have seen with my own eyes, heard with my own ears, and experienced with my own hands, Great Patriarch."

In the tribe of the great patriarch Theodore, Theodore's pupils trembled violently after hearing the report from the messenger Bjorn.

Already confused by the testimonies of others and Attila's suggestion, his bewilderment reached its peak when he heard the report from his most trusted warrior, Bjorn, who had personally infiltrated the heart of China to investigate.

Could it truly be a sacred land ruled by gods?

Theodore closed his eyes tightly. Ever since the Gaelic tribe he trusted was defeated and annexed, he had given up the idea of ​​resolving the conflict with China by force.

To suppress the Zhen Dan, all military strength must be mobilized, but Theodore's main enemy at present is not the Zhen Dan in the northeast, but other tribes in the west and south.

Moreover, dividing an already insufficient force in two is tantamount to courting disaster.

"Great Clan Chief, if I may be so bold, we must form an alliance with them. Leaving aside their abundant resources, the responsibilities they bear are even more crucial!"

"If what you say is true, they were indeed crucial in resisting the black monsters. You make a good point."

Theodore could not refute Bjorn's statement, who had long been loyal to China: the insectoids that had followed them had not only annihilated a small village, but had also built nests there and bred a large number of mutants.

Its indestructible carapace, highly toxic bodily fluids, and terrifying reproductive capacity are far beyond what ordinary magical beasts can match.

Theodore, who had long harbored a deep hatred for the Zerg, had no choice but to acknowledge the achievements of the Celestials in attracting and eliminating the Zerg on the border.

"Please send me as an envoy again. I will convey the great clan chief's kindness and benevolence and do my utmost to bring about the alliance."

"Granted. Bjorn, you'll be in charge of maintaining relations with them. If this can alleviate the threat from the east, we can focus on the other fronts!"

Theodore ultimately made a decision: he acknowledged that Cinta was a powerful force on par with his own and decided to make an agreement with it rather than attack it.

Bjorn, beaming with delight, grinned as he bowed.

According to Attila, he had done a great service by persuading the patriarch to make an agreement, and he would surely gain the approval of the guardian deity.

"Set off!"

Bjorn mounted his horse and galloped across the grasslands once more. Unlike before, this time he didn't need to ride at full speed the entire way.

"Please convey to the clan leader that we are deeply grateful for his decision and are positive about the exchange."

"Understood."

"Well then, let's see what we can share with each other."

Attila, who had returned to the village after handing over the north to Mista, chuckled when he saw Bjorn flying towards him, wobbling along on a mouse.

Bjorn, who was initially panicked, is now laughing happily as he is being held by the mouse and flying through the air.

Although it looks like a doll being clamped by pliers, it is also proof of divine approval, and Bjorn, as a stranger, has reason to be happy.

"We have abundant resources, but we lack manpower."

Attila was struggling to decide what to exchange for the alliance with Theodore brought by Bijon. In reality, the advantage lay with Attila.

Because the resources collected from the game are indeed plentiful.

Considering that the grassland tribes crave ample food, the relatively free Cindan tribes in this regard wielded a powerful weapon.

"Doesn't the Great Clan Chief have many people under his command? We want those people more than other resources."

Attila's straightforward words made Bjorn nod slightly flustered.

The great patriarch Theodore brought all the surrounding tribes under his control through voluntary or coercive means.

Their numbers are in the tens of thousands, which is by no means a small number.

"Bjorn, what do you think? Would the Grand Patriarch be willing to send someone over?"

"Indeed...too many tribes have been subdued in such a short time."

Bjorn nodded at Attila's words. Population size represents the power of a group. But population is also a massive black hole that devours resources.

Theodore only wanted young, healthy people who could be active as soldiers, but in reality, more than half of them were children or the elderly, making it difficult for them to become soldiers.

Ultimately, in order to maintain the massive conglomerate, it was necessary to continue waging war, so Theodore had no reason to keep these people around.

"But the guardian deity will select the gems from among these people and bestow upon them abilities commensurate with their talents."

Attila was probably the same, but he had a strong backer.

That was a powerful backer who, even he himself had failed to notice, could instantly see through and awaken his hidden talents.

Attila was targeting this point, and attempted to relocate more of his people through an agreement with Theodore.

"I will convey this message. Since we can obtain supplies, including food, the clan chief will surely give it serious consideration, and persuading him will not be difficult."

Having received his new orders, Bjorn has become a loyal Aurora warrior, working tirelessly to bring about an agreement.

Bjorn, acting as the messenger, has been completely won over, and the agreement is proceeding smoothly.

"He should be able to handle it."

Without hearing the specific content of the conversation, Lin Miao only noticed that the conversation seemed to be going smoothly, so she used the mouse to drag Bjorn back to the boundary line.