Demon King, you just need to conquer, and your husband will come up with the solution.

"Kacha!"

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard in the main hall in the center of the camp, and a green-skinned troll, whose body was several times larger than that of an ordinary troll, lay down on the stage.

Not far in front of him was a broken earthenware jar, and the broth inside spilled out as a result of the shattering of the jar.

The green-skinned troll shouted angrily, "This is not the meat I want! It's too tough! Which damn chef made this? Cook him!"

The troll who was angrily shouting to kill the chef was the modern troll king Mundot.

Apparently, the troll king was angry again today because he couldn't satisfy his oral desires.

The guards around the hall and some of the eunuchs were silent. They were afraid of the tyranny of the Troll Lord and did not dare to speak out at this time, for fear that the Troll Lord would be unhappy and throw them down to cook.

Mondot looked at him sullenly and asked, "Where is the cook? Where is the cook?"

"Master Demon, I am here..."

When the cook heard the order, he immediately jumped out and bowed.

"Are there any of the harpies we killed last time left?"

"Um... Lord Demon, you ate them all a few days ago..."

"Fuck! How can you eat so fast! Damn, I haven't eaten enough of their wings yet. Four pairs of wings are not enough... Where are the guards who were responsible for chasing the last harpy that escaped that day!?"

Hearing Mondot's order, several troll guards walked out of the team with fear and trepidation.

"Master Demon... We are here..."

"Originally, I could have eaten five pairs of wings, but you bastards were incompetent, so I could only eat four! Cook! Drag them to the kitchen and cook them too!"

Hearing this, the cheeks of several trolls with colored skin began to turn pale almost visibly.

They quickly begged for mercy, "Master Demon! Please don't! We tried our best! But he's flying in the sky and we really can't catch him... Wuuuuuuu!"

Mondot didn't want to listen to these guards nagging at all, so he waved his hand and asked the other guards to suppress his colleagues without showing any mercy.

"Remember to ask the chef to only cut the most tender meat. I don't want to eat the tough parts!"

"Yes, I understand, Lord Demon." The cook was already accustomed to this, and nodded quickly in agreement, then followed the guards who were dragged away and left the hall.

After this little episode, Mondot continued to eat the other food on his table. The whole hall was filled with the sound of Mondot wolfing down his food.

A troll officer glanced at the other trolls around him, took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and stepped forward, saying, "Master Demon Lord..."

"Huh? What the hell are you going to do?"

“Um… Lord Demon, do you still remember the news that the messengers sent by the Lord Demon said last time?”

"Ah? Are you talking about the human army invading the Demon Realm?"

"Yes……"

"Hahahaha!"

Mondot opened his big greasy mouth and laughed as if he heard a joke.

"How could you believe such an outrageous thing? It has always been the case that we, the demons, have invaded humans. How could humans invade us? What are they trying to do by coming here? Hahahaha!"

"Well... Lord Demon, since this is a message from the Demon King, we still have to take it seriously... Moreover, you killed four messengers, which may anger the Demon King..."

"Md, why are you so talkative!? Is Margaret the goddess of the Demon Realm? She can only take care of her own little piece of land in the Demon King's City. What can she do to me in Troll Ridge?!

Besides, it was just a messenger, so if he died, that bitch Margaret would really come to Troll Hill to fight me just for a messenger! ?

And that bullshit human invasion, even if it's true, so what? We trolls are the best fighters in the world! What kind of threat can a weak race like humans pose to us! ? "

"...Master Demon, I still think this is inappropriate..."

"That's not right!"

The troll lord completely lost his patience and smashed a clean leg bone into the officer's head.

"You ruined my mood for dinner. I think you don't want to live anymore! Where's the cook? Cook! Take this fool down with you and cook him!"

The surrounding trolls looked at the officer who spoke out with a hint of pity and sarcasm. He was another fool who went from being Mundot's subordinates to being Mundot's mouth.

Just as the guards were about to drag the officer out of the hall, a troll scout came out of the hall of the fort, panting and loudly announcing to Mondot: "Lord Demon! To the north! There are troops in the north heading towards Troll Ridge!"

"What?! The north? Which demon king is so blind as to bring his army to my territory!?"

"It's not the demon army! It's... it's the human army!"

Chapter 174

The difficulties of the Duolun army

"call……"

When the cold wind of the Demon Realm blows across its endless Gobi Desert, it means that the cold season of the Demon Realm is coming.

Due to the year-round cloud cover, the temperature in the Demon Realm drops more than a month earlier than in the human world. After the bigleaf sweet potato farmers harvest the last batch of bigleaf sweet potatoes, they will have to start preparing for the arrival of cold air.

Most demons have become accustomed to this kind of thing, so they have basically prepared winter supplies early on.

However, this brought some unexpected difficulties to the Duolun army entering the Demon Realm.

Hearing the rustling of the tent tarpaulin in the cold wind, Catalina wrapped her fur coat tighter around her.

The expression on her face was still the same as usual, but it was obvious that she could not hide her worry this time.

Minerva walked into the tent carrying a bucket of black coal and added some new coal to the crackling stove. Her expression was not as sad as Catalina's, and there was even a hint of joy on her face.

"Your Highness, this is the first time I know that there are so many high-quality coal mines in the Demon Realm. Some of them are even directly exposed on the surface. We have assigned some military camps to mine them.

This way, we can resist the early cold season in the Demon Realm, and even allow the logistics team to transport some excess coal back along the food route they opened when they came here!"

Minerva's joy did not stir Catalina's emotions. She just smelled the faint smell of charcoal fire in the tent, and the coldness in her heart was not dissipated by the stove.

After all, cooling is only a minor temporary problem, and it is not even difficult to solve. Just as Minerva said, the coal reserves in the Demon Realm are indeed abundant. Before the related problems caused by cooling arise, the military camp has solved the cooling problem by mining coal.

However, in addition to the drop in temperature, other things are still bothering Catalina. The first problem is that as the supply lines become longer, the problem of food, clothing and other necessities in the military camp is becoming increasingly serious.

Katarina originally planned to rely on some local supplies in the Demon Realm to support the war, and then attack all the way to the Demon King's City.

However, after arriving at the Demon Realm, Catalina realized that there was no such thing as fighting to support war in this damn place.

By now, the Duolun army had found that there were almost no supply points along the way.

After actually entering the Demon Realm, Catalina finally understood why the demons in the Demon Realm had been coveting human territory for thousands of years.

It is impossible not to covet this damn place. If Katarina were the devil, she would also find a way to advance into the human world.

Of course, after putting herself in other people's shoes, Catalina still had to face a serious problem, that is, as the battle line became longer and longer, how should she solve the supply problem of her large army...

Catalina found Chris, a spy from the Berman Empire, and asked him about suitable supply sites in the Demon Realm. However, the conclusion she came to made her frown.

First of all, there must be a supply base, but it is far from what Catalina needs, if not a world of difference.

Catalina has tasted the local food crop called big-leaf yam produced in the Demon Realm. The yam has a soft texture and is so mushy that pigs would even reject it as poisonous.

Of course, Catalina could also ask her subordinates to find a way to make it edible, but processing means new expenses, which would make logistics more difficult and would be completely counterproductive.

Catalina knew very well that the guarantee of the combat effectiveness of her army was to provide these soldiers with a good daily life.

At this time, if the logistics problem is not resolved, it cannot be simply solved by making the army suffer and letting her bear the blame. Since the purpose is to attack the Demon King's Castle, the combat effectiveness of the army must be guaranteed.

If we want to ensure combat effectiveness, logistical issues must be resolved!

After much thought, Catalina could only give an order to Minerva: "Minerva, gather all the generals in the army. I want to hold a meeting with them."

"Yes!"

Soon, generals came in one after another from outside the tent, and the tent, which was originally quite spacious, quickly became crowded.

Everyone looked at each other and gathered together, waiting for Catalina's instructions. When Catalina brought the logistics issue to the table, all the generals showed expressions that what was coming had finally come.

Soon, every general began to talk about the logistical problems encountered by the troops they led, and one problem after another was placed in front of the quartermaster and logistics officers who were called over.

"Logistics officer, the fodder required by the horses in our cavalry battalion is getting less and less each batch. Do you have any idea?"

"What clues? Isn't this obvious? Don't horses need to be transported? Don't transport horses need to eat grass? Now that the battle line has been stretched so far, the transport horses will eat more and more, and there will definitely be fewer and fewer horses arriving at your barracks."

The quartermaster's self-righteous response made the commander of the cavalry battalion quite unhappy. He questioned: "The lack of logistics supplies is your problem! You are so self-righteous when there is a problem, and you pretend to be the boss when you make a mistake. Do you have any shame? "

"My question? What does the cavalry battalion commander want me to do? Increase the amount of fodder transported? Do you know that the horses in your cavalry battalion are the beasts that our logistics department wants to curse the most when they see them?

The fodder must be fresh, the water must be clean, and care is essential. The baby needs to eat several meals a day, and you have to get up in the middle of the night to add grass.

It's already a headache when there's no war, but when the war comes, these beasts are harder to deal with than the fucking earth dragons! At least the earth dragons have meat to eat, and their skin is tough and durable, and a meal can last for several days!

Add more fodder to the cavalry battalion? The logistics transport team is so small. If you increase the rations for your precious horses, whose rations will be reduced? Are you going to let the soldiers starve to ensure that your precious animals are well fed and watered? "

The response from the logistics department made the cavalry battalion commander point at him for a long time but he was unable to refute. For a moment, his momentum declined. However, the cavalry battalion commander was not fighting alone.

After the cavalry battalion, the infantry battalion's problems followed: "Logistics officer, you are right, compared to the hungry animals, the hungry soldiers are a bigger problem, but... the rations for these soldiers are not good either.

When we first went out to fight, the ration of vegetables, fruits and melons could still be guaranteed, but now the daily vegetable supply in the military camp is basically pickled vegetables and bean sprouts.

The soldiers have been drinking bean sprout soup for a month! The soldiers under my command knew the hardships of wartime, so they didn't say anything. But I felt bad when I saw that there was not a single green thing in the food for ten days or half a month! "

The logistics officer was not to be outdone and directly retorted: "General, you are right, but can you also give me another way to ensure that the vegetables will not rot during the one-month transportation process?

There are only a few types of food that can withstand such long-distance transportation without any problems. Those green leaves take a few days at most to rot from the time they are picked. How can you expect the transport team to transport fresh vegetables to the front line in just a few days?

The reason why we eat bean sprouts every day is not because it is the best fresh vegetable we can get at present? It would take at most half a month to transport a basket of cabbage before it rots, and we have to worry about insects and maggots rotting other vegetables.

But no matter how long it takes to transport a basket of soybeans, once they are sent to the front line and soaked in water, everyone can eat fresh vegetables in a few days. As a logistics officer, I don’t know which one I should transport! ? "

As the generals and quartermasters began to argue with each other, the noise in the entire tent became louder and louder, and these noisy sounds reached Catalina's ears, making her even more irritated.

She slapped the table and shouted, "Enough! I came here to discuss and solve the problem, not for you to complain!"

At the command, all the generals immediately fell silent, and no one dared to respond. Obviously, although the request was to solve the problem, facing the current situation, no one had a good solution...

Of course, there is a solution, but no one has dared to bring it up in front of Catalina yet.

The solution is to stop advancing and retreat to the Duolun Empire.

After all, most of these generals did not know that the real significance of this expedition was to recover Ains. The main rumor circulating within the army was that the Queen had set her eyes on the magic crystal mines in the Demon Realm.

This goal is indeed good. After all, magic crystals are precious and scarce goods in the human empire, the elves, and the dwarves. If we can get a lot of them in the Demon Realm and bring them back, it will also bring a lot of profits to the Duolun Empire.

However, as this reason for the march continues to this day, the generals' persistence has also worn off a lot. After all, the environment in the Demon Realm is indeed somewhat beyond their expectations.

In the minds of the generals, this goal gradually changed from the initial goal of rushing into the Demon Realm to make a fortune and gain fame and prestige for the imperial army to a weighing of the pros and cons of both money and life.

Some generals have indeed begun to think about withdrawing troops. Of course, this is just an idea, and no one has really started to express it yet. After all, there are difficulties, but they have not yet reached a point where the army is overwhelmed.

However, when Catalina saw the looks in the eyes of these generals, she could feel that the moment this idea came up, it would be very difficult to lead this army to the Demon King's City.

She had to think of another way to force the devil Margaret to hand over the person...

Chapter 175

Before the War

The cold season in the Demon Realm came so quickly and violently that within a few days after the cold wind started blowing, snow began to fall over the sky of the Demon Realm that was covered with dark clouds.

This is bad news for the march, but there is also good news, which is that there is no need to continue marching.

Because at this moment, the hundreds of thousands of Doron troops have successfully arrived at the so-called first supply point in the Demon Realm, ten kilometers away from the Troll Ridge.

We have already approached this distance, and all that’s left is to prepare for the fight, so the problems caused by the snow are no longer a big deal.

Moreover, the snow brought another benefit, which was that the transportation and preservation capacity of supplies was greatly enhanced compared to before. These days, the soldiers stationed not far from Troll Ridge were able to eat green leaves that they had not seen for several months.

On the hill next to the military camp, Katarina and a group of generals stood on a high place, observing the situation in Troll Ridge with binoculars. Next to them was Agent Chris Berman, explaining the entire layout of Troll Ridge.

"The trolls of Troll Ridge mainly gather in the Troll Ridge Valley, where the camp of the Troll Lord Mondot is located, as well as the Mondot territory gathered along the valley.

There are some troll gathering places on the tributaries of the river valley, but they are just some tribes without combat power. Although they are also watched by Mondot's supervisors, the troll slaves in them have been exploited too much and are basically weak.

What we really need to pay attention to are the settlements along the main rivers in the valley. Although those settlements are also exploited by the Troll Lord, they still have no problem getting enough food.

These slaves were captured to serve in the army. Even if they were serfs who couldn’t fight, the trolls could give our human soldiers a headache just by their size…”

"Oh? So their main city is built inside the river valley?"

"Um... Your Majesty, that's true, but it depends on how you define the main city. In my opinion, Troll Ridge is no different from the tribes built by primitive indigenous people.