"Your Majesty, are you going to send troops to the south?" The iron axe has always had a rare excitement. "The evil moon is coming soon..."

"Do you think that there are not many people left in the winter city, can you cope with the evil beasts that are swarming?"

"This..." He took a deep breath and forced the expression of excitement to be forced. "If you look at the scale of the previous year, a thousand people will be able to hold the wall."

"So for the sake of conservatism, it would be more than enough to leave 2,500 soldiers, not to mention the new batch of reserve forces have begun to recruit, there is no problem in defending the winter city." Roland stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, "I Let's talk about the extremes of the South, you should be the most familiar with the people there."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The iron axe performed a military ceremony. "The vast majority of the land in the southern part of the country is yellow sand. The oasis is scattered along the Yinchuan to the west of the desert. More than 90% of the Mojin people live in these oases. The largest oasis. There is a city built, and it is also the only city in the southern part of the city.

“Yinchuan is a river?”

"It can only be counted as half a river," the iron axe explained. "Most of the time, it is buried in the ground, just like the underground river, the exposed parts of the ground form an oasis, so Mo Jin people also call it Be the river of life."

Roland turned and curiously said, "Where does it originate? I see from the map that there are no mountains or lakes nearby."

"It comes from the sea and is the gift of Poseidon." The iron axe went to the table and pointed to the junction of the west side of the extreme south and the green space. "There is a huge cave here, and the flowing water continues to pour into the hole. On the top you can feel the tremors on the soles of the feet."

"You mean, seawater is the source of Yinchuan? But it is clearly able to nurture an oasis."

Being able to nurture an oasis means that Yinchuan is a saltwater river with too much salt and can't be used for irrigation and drinking. This sounds totally unreasonable.

“The mother of the earth absorbed the salt in the sea. The area was covered with white salt and the green space of the gray fort was isolated. When salt is needed, just lift a bucket and go to the ground.”

Is this a magical work of nature? The soil under the yellow sand actually filtered the salt and formed a saline-alkali land? Roland is amazed. It seems that in addition to oil, he has added another resource that needs to be collected.

“How many people live in Iron Sands?”

"About 40,000."

“More than the old king of the Grey Fort?”

"Your Majesty, the city of Shamin is not the same as the city of the kingdom," the iron axe smiled. "Tiesha City has only one core city, which is occupied by the six clan powers. The outer periphery is basically a tent or thatched cottage, one layer The expansion has gradually formed the appearance of today's appearance, as long as it enters the scope of the oasis, even if it enters the territory of Tiesha City."

"What about the Mojin people living in other oases? How many of them should be?" Roland asked. The population is the key to the ability to quickly convert local specialty products into usable resources. It is unlikely that a large number of people will be deployed from the winter city to exploit oil. In the end, local people must be used to work for themselves.

The commander nodded. "Nobody counted it, but I guess there are at least 100,000 people."

So it should be enough to build several mining stations and one transportation line. The next question is how to control them.

"Right, what happened to the sacred duel you said last time? How did the Mojin people determine the rule?"

This time, the answer of the iron axe was very detailed. After almost half an hour, Roland understood the power competition of the sand people.

The promotion within the clan is first put aside, and for these aliens who advocate the use of force, the powerful strength is the only thing that can be trusted. The ruling class of Tiesha City usually consists of six clan. They are not all in the world, but they are vying for their own strength. However, in order to prevent the various clan from killing the blood and squandering the blood, the weakening of the ethnic group's response to external dangers, and picking out a small number of people as representatives to make a duel is the best choice.

Over time, this rule was recognized by all sand people and endowed with a sacred meaning. Whether it is the large clan of the Tiesha City or the small clan born in the oasis, the result of the sacred duel must be observed. Anyone who tarnishes a duel will be cast aside by all the sand people.

"Is it true that the highest powers of the Mojin people are the patriarchs of all ethnic groups?" Roland said, "You don't have people like the chiefs?"

"Big... Chief?"

"It is the leader who can unite all clan, similar to the king of the Grey Fort."

"This..." The iron axe hesitated. "The clan has passed a saying that wants to let all the sand people surrender. There are only two ways to get the affirmation and blessing of the three gods, and the other is to open up for the ethnic group. An expansive oasis that eliminates the sandstorms that cover the sky and keeps the sand people away from the threat of hunger and thirst.

"The affirmation of the Three Gods... How is this calculated?" Roland frowned.

"In the place of the fire, you can offer the corresponding sacrifices to the Three Gods. They are the armored giants that dominate the earth, the one-horned sea beasts that control the Cape of the South, and the four-winged eagle that dominates the sky." The iron axe paused. "These three beasts have gone out of their ghosts and have taken away the lives of countless people. But no one has ever found their nests. The bait and the traps are not working. I even guess that they may be mixed species, already have the most Basic wisdom."

Both conditions are not easy to achieve, especially the second one, which can make the desert grow an oasis, almost close to the power of the gods. Roland couldn't help but fall into meditation. If it was just to let the echoes regain the position of the patriarch, and report the hatred of five years ago, it would not help much in integrating the entire extreme south. Although the status of the six clan is different, there is no direct affiliation, not to the sand people scattered in the oasis. I have to think of a way to make myself a great chief of the Mokins.

In addition, the sacred duel is also a matter that must be considered. The First Army may be able to defeat the Iron Sands City Guard, but it is not so easy to let the Sand people voluntarily obey the rule.

The most appropriate method is to use the rules set by the Mojin people to achieve the annexation plan.

"Can you invite foreigners to play in a duel?"

"This is no problem," said the Iron Axe. "I am a mixed-race, but I can still take part in the duel with the Aosha clan. In fact, the brave gladiators are often welcomed by the major clan, which is also the clan's turn. The only hope is that if there are three or four brave men in the future generations, there is hope that they will win a better place in the sacred duel."

"Is it?" Roland smiled. "Since this is the case, it will be much easier."