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

The camp where the Troll Lord is located is just a large fortress built with stones. It is completely incomparable to what we humans call a city. The only city in the entire Demon Realm that can be considered a city is the Demon King's Castle."

Listening to Chris's eloquent explanation, Katarina, who was observing the topography of Troll Ridge with a telescope, glanced back at Chris and said with a narrowed eye: "You Berman are so far away from the Great Rift Valley, how can you know so much about the situation on the other side of the Great Rift Valley?"

"Forehead……"

Chris's face froze. Looking at Katarina's smile that didn't reveal what she was thinking, his body trembled involuntarily. He could only lower his head and say nothing.

Although his defense was broken once by the woman in front of him, Chris still maintained the principle of not talking about, not involving, and not leaking information related to his country's goals.

Whenever Catalina started talking about the news about the Berman Empire, Chris would lower his head, close his eyes and pretend to be stupid.

Of course, there was a reason why Chris was able to get away with it, and that was because Catalina herself didn't ask too many questions.

The reason why she didn't ask was because she was not in a hurry. After all, no matter how big Berman's ambition was, it would take some time for it to radiate to Duolun. Now that she knew about Berman's situation, it was actually of limited use to her.

It would be better to keep the spy hanging for the time being. The information is with him. As long as the person can't run away, the information can't escape either.

Katarina smiled and said, "Haha, okay, I won't ask you about Berman, so is it okay for me to ask about the Demon Realm? What do you think we should do if our Duolun army wants to take down Troll Ridge?"

"Forehead……"

Katarina's question made Chris look stunned. Wow, Queen, your question is also a heavyweight one...

"Your Majesty, I am just a secret agent. I don't have the talent to mobilize troops. I have no experience in conquering cities and territories. I... can't answer that."

As he spoke, Chris looked up at Catalina. Seeing Catalina's frown, he couldn't help but panic. After all, he was a prisoner, and if a prisoner wanted to survive, he had to show some value.

Even though he didn't know anything about military affairs, Chris had to say something to provide some reference. He thought for a moment and came up with a reminder that was somewhat useful.

"Uh! Of course, although I don't know much about military affairs, I have done some research on the climate of the Demon Realm. If Her Majesty the Queen really intends to capture Troll Ridge, it would be best to start within these ten days!"

"Oh why?"

"Because it has already started snowing. Every year in the Demon Realm, the snow season starts from the north and spreads all the way south. After the first snowfall, each subsequent snowfall will become more and more intense.

In less than a month, the mountains will be blocked by heavy snow. If we don’t start the battle within these few days, it will be very difficult to start the battle again after the mountains are blocked by heavy snow!”

Catalina nodded and seemed quite satisfied with the information provided by Chris.

"Well, thank you for your size. Since you cooperated well, I will ask the quartermaster to give you an extra charcoal fire tonight."

Hearing this, Chris was delighted and proud of his own cleverness. He quickly thanked him, and then, as if he was trying to get some more preferential treatment, he opened his mouth and made a suggestion.

"Well, Your Majesty, if you really want to fight, I suggest you pick some weak targets first. You can start with some small tribes in the lower reaches of the Troll Ridge Valley. Those tribes are basically built in the leeward side.

If we fail to capture Troll Ridge in one go, we can still rely on occupying the territory of the small tribe to deal with the blizzard that will come later."

"Picking on the weak? Humph~"

Hearing this, Catalina's mouth curled up slightly and she gave a sarcastic smile, which made Chris a little confused.

This Queen Duolun... could it be that she is not planning to prepare a way out, and is directly going to challenge the main city of Troll Ridge with difficulty! ? Isn't she afraid that she won't be able to take it down! ?

As a spy of the Berman Empire, no matter how proud he was of his motherland and his race, Chris did not believe that the Berman soldiers would be able to win every battle and capture other cities.

If it was the Berman army here, facing such a time-sensitive situation, Chris felt that they should not rashly attack Troll Ridge.

After all, this kind of siege and seizure of territory could take as short as ten days or half a month, or as long as a year or two, which was not uncommon.

"There is no point in picking on the weak. Our Duolun army was not trained to pick on the weak, but to pick on the strong!"

Then, Katarina asked Chris one last time: "Mr. Chris, you said before that the Troll King is an impulsive, reckless, cruel and tyrannical guy, right?"

"Uh...yeah."

"Very good, I hope you didn't lie to me."

As she spoke, Catalina took out two letters from her bosom, gave one to Minerva and the other to another Griffin Knight.

"Minerva, convey this letter to Grand Duke Ryugu and the Giant Eagle Group in the rear as quickly as possible. As for the other letter..."

As she spoke, Katarina pulled the knight to her side, pointed to the more conspicuous stone fortress in the middle of the Troll Ridge Valley, and said, "You, go and deliver the letter to the camp opposite."

"Ah? Your Majesty...how...do we deliver this?"

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to be a messenger. You just need to deliver the letter intact. As for how to do it, you can figure it out yourself."

As she said this, Catalina patted the knight and made an expression that said, "I believe you."

As for Minerva, after receiving the order, she rode directly on the griffin and headed to the rear.

Catalina then issued an order: "Commanders, have all your soldiers get ready and prepare to attack Troll Ridge!"

"Yes!"

All the generals responded in unison, and then a general of a more prominent position asked: "Your Majesty, when exactly will the attack begin?"

In response to this question, Katarina looked back at the knight who was riding on a griffin and preparing to deliver the letter to Troll Ridge, and smiled: "It depends on what the Troll Lord wants~"

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Great and wise teacher, the troll demon king, the queen who is as wise as a god

"What the hell... is this actually true?"

The troll lord Mundot stood on the highest point of his own fortress. Of course, although he was in battle, the fat on his waist that was hanging down made his entire body look like a regular triangle.

With this kind of figure, even if you stand up, you will look like a heap.

At this moment, this troll demon lord squinted his eyes and relied on his own vision to look at the human army standing ten kilometers away, with a confused expression.

"Damn it, there are actually human armies that are stupid enough to come to the Demon Realm? What are they trying to do?"

It is not known whether this was a question Mondot asked himself or to other people around him. Of course, this question was still beyond the intelligence level of these troll subordinates.

So, there was silence for a long time, and no troll around responded to this statement.

Mondot was also a little annoyed. He smacked his lips and cursed, "Forget it. I don't care what the hell these humans are doing here. They are showing off their power in my territory. I'll beat the shit out of them all!"

As he said this, he asked some of his close associates, "By the way, how is your military service going?"

"Um... Lord Demon, we have captured them, but many trolls are resisting military service. Some tribes have even come into direct conflict with the overseers..."

Upon hearing this, the troll king immediately started cursing with his beard puffed and eyes glared.

"Fuck you! What a bunch of unruly people! As a citizen of Troll Ridge, the enemy has come to our doorstep, but we don't know how to protect Troll Ridge! All my food has been eaten by them!"

Hearing this, some of the trolls who still had some conscience in their hearts lowered their heads, looking quite speechless.

Normally when he was enslaving other trolls, he said that the entire Troll Ridge belonged to him, Mundot, alone. But when it came time to conscript soldiers and assemble an army, he started to turn the residents into the Troll Ridge that protected themselves.

Despite this dynamic balance and flexible moral bottom line, the trolls have seen this kind of dynamic balance and flexibility in Mundot countless times, but each time it makes them feel quite uncomfortable.

"Damn it, you are a bunch of troublemakers. You guys are all incompetent. Looks like I have to go and get those troublemakers to help!"

As he said this, the Troll Lord prepared to walk down the camp to urge his people of Troll Ridge, who were pronounced as "people" and written as "slaves", to join the army.

At this moment, a confidant suddenly pointed at a black dot gradually approaching from the horizon.

"Master Demon! Look! Something is coming!"

"What?"

Mondot stopped and looked up. He saw a figure flying towards the camp in the sky covered with light snow.

As the black shadow got closer, Mondot could finally see what the black shadow flying in the sky was.

"Griffin!?"

Seeing the rare and exotic beast that was basically invisible in the Demon Realm, the Troll Lord's expression brightened up, especially the two huge outstretched wings, which made him a little dazed for a moment.

Of course, the reason why Mondot showed such an expression was definitely not because he was a rare animal protector. The reason why he showed such an eager expression was very simple...

"Hey! I've never eaten this before! Damn, those two wings are definitely meatier and more tender than those of the harpy!"

That’s right, the reason for such enthusiasm is entirely because this troll demon king has set his eyes on the meat of the griffin.

Of course, the Doron Griffin Knight riding on the griffin at this moment did not know that the troll demon king with an inverted triangle body below him had already set his eyes on the griffin partner under his butt.

However, out of caution, he did not choose to fly too close to the camp. After all, as long as he could deliver the envelope, it would be fine. There was no requirement to deliver it personally.

He looked around the camp and finally focused his attention on a tall green-skinned troll standing on top of the camp, surrounded by a group of trolls.

There was no way. That green equilateral triangle was so recognizable that when the Griffin Knight saw it, he couldn't help but think of it as something from the cycle of grains, just like people from another world seeing Indian food.

So recognizable and surrounded by so many trolls, this green-skinned troll should be the so-called Troll Lord, right?

So, the Griffin Knight pulled out the longbow from the saddle bag, and then tied the envelope to the bow and arrow, and pointed the bow at Mondot on the camp. With a whistling sound, the arrow flew off the string and turned into a stream of light whistling towards the Troll Lord.

"Hey! Damn it, you dare to shoot me! Just with this thing!?"

Mondot looked at the arrow flying towards him, frowned, cursed loudly, and then casually grabbed the arrow that broke through the air in his hand!

He originally wanted to reflect the arrow back to teach the human riding the griffin a lesson, but his attention was attracted by the envelope tied to the arrow.

On the other side, the Griffin Knight saw that his mission to deliver the letter was basically completed, so he no longer stayed over Troll Ridge. Mundot had just released his pressure towards him.

The pressure from an eighth-level monster was still difficult for the griffin knight to resist. Moreover, even if he could withstand it, the griffin under his butt would instinctively want to stay away.

So, after delivering the letter, the Griffin Knight turned around and flew back towards the military camp.

But Mondot was attracted by the envelope. After pulling it off the arrow, he opened it roughly, spread out the papers and began to read.

The confidants on the side looked at each other, and then raised their heads curiously towards the letter in Mondot's hand.

The Troll Lord stared at the contents of the envelope for a long time, his brows furrowed, because he suddenly discovered a very serious problem...

He seems illiterate.

There was nothing that could be done about it. After all, Mondot's ancestors had a more book-burning and burying-of-scholar attitude toward knowledge. His grandfather had a famous saying that he liked very much.

study? Learn shit!

At this moment, Mondot suddenly felt that he seemed to have a very talented and philosophical idea, but unfortunately, due to his lack of knowledge, he could not give a clear word to describe it at this age.

As for Mondot's idea, Irons would describe it with an old Chinese saying: "You only regret not having enough knowledge when you need it."

Because he was illiterate, Mondot stared at the letter for a long time but couldn't figure out what was on the paper.

What what what, what is written! ?

"Humph!"

Mondot felt a surge of anger in his heart. What a cunning and hateful human! He actually used this thing to humiliate him for being illiterate! He deserves death!

"Ahhhh!!!"

He shouted angrily, and tore the envelope in his hand into pieces in front of all his confidants!

"Damn, these humans are really going too far! I must lead the troops to shoot them down myself! Come with me to the side of those unruly people! Today, any troll with two hands on my land must go to the front line!"

Just like that, without understanding the contents of the letter, the hatred between Mondot and the Doron army became irreconcilable.

As for why he didn't show this letter to his literate confidant...

Humph! Are you kidding? Who is he, Mondot? The Troll Lord! The God of all the trolls in Troll Ridge! He is the great leader who the trolls can never repay for their kindness! He is the great wise teacher who guides the entire Troll Ridge to prosperity!

Is there anything he can't understand? No one knows how to read letters better than him!

Don't worry about what's inside. At least these humans used the envelope to humiliate him who can't read. That's already a great disrespect! If he doesn't kill the human army, he won't be able to relieve his hatred!

Watching the furious Troll Lord leave the camp, several confidants looked at each other, walked to the torn envelope, and muttered: "What is written in this that can make the Lord so angry?"

"I'm not sure. Anyway, the human army came with bad intentions, so they can't possibly write good things."

"However, it's not too ugly. At least it didn't make the Demon Lord's anger affect us. If it was too ugly, he might go crazy and cook us."

A group of trusted followers were discussing this. At this moment, one of them suddenly noticed something was wrong and asked in confusion, "Hey... by the way, Lord Demon... can he read?"

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the confidants who were talking heatedly fell silent instantly. Yes... Lord Demon, he is illiterate... How could he understand what was written in the letter?

At the same time, on the other side, the griffin rider who delivered the letter returned to the military camp on his trembling griffin.

The pressure from the troll king still left him with some lingering fear, but luckily he managed to fly back despite the pressure...

"Thank you for your hard work... The Queen has asked you to do this kind of work. Go to the tent and warm yourself by the fire."

A general patted the knight on the shoulder and comforted him.

The Griffin Knight smiled in gratitude, and then asked curiously, "By the way...what did the letter that the Queen asked me to deliver say?"

"It is an insulting letter used to provoke the Troll Lord's anger. The purpose is to make the Troll Lord not hide in the river valley, but to impulsively send troops to the plain in front of the river valley to fight with us. That way, it will be more advantageous for us."