Judging from the map, it is almost on the same line as Mithril Hall, Fellba Castle and Adeba Castle. It is a truly extremely cold place, with more than half of the year being in a freezing period with temperatures below zero.
The Miral River, the most important transportation route from home to Luskan, is impassable most of the time.
Therefore, foreign trade is mainly concentrated in the short summer.
After all, the cost of river transportation is much cheaper than land transportation.
Especially in order to feed the urban population of tens of thousands, a large amount of imported food is needed every year.
Because of the climate, other than cold-resistant rye and potatoes with a short growth cycle, no other crops can survive here.
In addition, Mirabar is close to the mountains of the Spine of the World, where there are countless monsters, beasts, dragons, and giants. Mirabar can only guarantee the safety of a very small area around it, so the only industry that is acceptable is fishing along the river and animal husbandry that does not require much manpower.
The rye grown was either used for fermentation and winemaking or for feeding horses and other livestock, and potatoes were the only vegetable that most residents could eat for more than half a year.
However, compared to the harsh living environment, Miraba has one thing that other towns in the North cannot match.
That is, it is built on an extremely huge mineral vein.
This vein of ore is large enough to provide the entire North with an ample supply of steel, copper, gems, mithril, adamantium, silver, and gold.
Among them, the shield dwarves firmly occupy the underground mines and are responsible for digging out ore, smelting it into metal ingots, and occasionally making some fine weapons and armor.
Humans are responsible for commercial activities with other towns on the ground, selling these outputs at a good price, and then purchasing daily necessities and transporting them back to meet the needs of town survival and development.
Although Mirabar is a hereditary marquisate on the surface, the actual power lies in the hands of a committee called "Shining Stone".
Dwarves and humans each account for about half of the total, and they negotiate to determine the target production for the year, and occasionally threaten customers with production cuts to make them pay a high enough price for metal products.
To some extent, this is a typical resource monopoly vested interest group.
Even Luskan was restricted by Mirabar for a long time, and the prices of steel and many metal products in the market remained high.
However, this pleasant cooperation between dwarves and humans began to become delicate with the emergence of Zuo Si and the deepening conflict between Mirabar and Mithril Hall.
The emergence of the former led to a large number of undead laborers being put into mines that were previously difficult to mine, producing a steady stream of high-quality metals and minerals.
Not only can it meet its own needs, but it can also be exported to other surrounding towns, completely breaking Mirabar's monopoly on minerals and metal smelting.
Since there is no monopoly, there is naturally no such crucial thing as pricing power.
Dare to threaten customers to reduce production? Believe it or not, I will directly blacklist you and prohibit all trade activities? Moreover, the emergence of airships has also sharply reduced transportation costs, and the reduction of freight costs means the expansion of the circulation range of goods.
Things that could only be purchased nearby at high prices in the past can now be shipped from hundreds or even thousands of kilometers away, and the prices are much cheaper than before.
This directly caused Miraba's proud mining and metal smelting industry to suffer heavy losses, and it could no longer maintain its originally high profits. It was forced to continuously lower prices and cut costs, joining the general trend of collective involution.
But the good thing is that since they joined the trade alliance, they have more customers and no longer have to keep staring at the small piece of land in the North to compete for the market.
In addition, some precious woods, herbs, furs produced in the mountains of the Spine of the World, as well as delicious and plump fish in the cold water rivers, have also become very popular and best-selling goods.
Therefore, even though Mirabar's political and economic status in the North continued to decline, its income did not decrease.
On the contrary, it increased because of the decline in food and cloth prices caused by trade diversification and lower transportation costs.
In comparison, the problems caused by the identical industrial structure between Mirabar and Mithril Hall are even more serious.
To be precise, this incident sparked a conflict between shield dwarves and humans.
You know, dwarves are a very united race, which is completely different from humans.
If there are two dwarf clans in an area, if an external enemy attacks one of them, the other will definitely choose to rescue it at all costs, even if a war has broken out between them for the control of the chassis.
When Drizzt's friend Bruno was retaking Mithril Hall, he received support from an army of 8,000 dwarves from Fort Adbar.
Adeba Castle is separated from Mithril Hall by the entire Silvermoon Alliance, and one has to cross forests, rivers and mountains to finally reach the hidden entrance of Mithril Hall.
Such a huge support did not require any compensation, and even the food and drink consumed during the march and fighting had to be brought by themselves.
This shows how united the dwarf race is.
So it is predictable how the shield dwarves of Mirabar will react when the humans in charge of the business sector begin to suppress their own kind, the Mithril Hall.
There were several times when we almost had a falling out during the meeting.
The dwarves even threatened to end their cooperation, close the mines, and drive the humans out of their territory.
Fortunately, the human representatives of the "Shining Stone" Committee were more rational at the time and decisively chose to compromise to calm the anger of the dwarves.
Right now, humans are carefully maintaining their relationship with the dwarven allies.
But the problem is that the cracks have already appeared, and it is basically impossible to recover.
Especially in Mirabar, profits in the mining and metal smelting industries are declining, while profits in other industries are increasing.
One day this interdependence will be broken.
At that time, the relationship between humans and dwarves will deteriorate sharply, and even a bloody conflict or even a war will break out to decide who is the real master of this land.
However, Miraba is still in the process of rapid economic development, so many sharp contradictions are covered up.
Adventurers wearing armor and holding weapons can be seen everywhere on the streets, in taverns, and inns within the city.
The reason they gather here is that the prosperous business has led to a sharp increase in various demands.
Among them, precious furs and rare animal cubs that can be raised as pets can often be sold at high prices of hundreds or even thousands of gold coins each.
Some nobles and wealthy businessmen are even willing to offer a reward of three to five thousand gold coins to buy a newborn winter wolf or warg.
This is definitely a considerable income for adventurers, so many hunters with similar experience will come to try their luck.
Where adventurers and mercenaries gather, the public security situation will often deteriorate rapidly, and fights, brawls, and bloodshed over a disagreement are common.
Similarly, various forces will try to use these profit-seeking guys to achieve some unknown goals.
Therefore, Mirabar now has a bit of the meaning of the "spy capital" of the North.
Whether it is the Harper Alliance, the Green Garden, the Dragon Cult, the Zhentarim, or the Red Mages, they all have bases here.
The Green Garden, which is mainly composed of druids, is mainly responsible for supervising the damage to the natural balance that these greedy adventurers may cause, and stopping them when necessary.
As one of the many secret forces, Hared III is undoubtedly the best among them.
Because standing behind him was Zuo Si, who possessed vast resources and could fill an entire warehouse with precious metals such as gold and silver like blocks of iron.
With unlimited financial support, this man who held a deep hatred for Elminster easily attracted dozens of adventure teams and mercenary groups, and even formed an adventurer's guild of his own.
By accepting commissions and issuing tasks, he successfully controlled almost two-thirds of the groups with the most powerful destructive power in Mirabar.
Although there is no such thing as loyalty between adventurers and mercenaries.
But as long as there is enough reward, they never mind doing anything, even killing all the rulers of Mirabar and overthrowing the regime here.
At this moment, Hared III was sitting in the office on the fourth floor of the guild headquarters which had just been built, handing all the information he had to Ximamon and Kurremos.
After about seven or eight minutes, the "filial son" Kurremos finished reading the information on hand first, raised his head and asked with interest: "Where did you get this valuable information?"
"Don't forget, I have been Elminster's scribe for many years. I have even witnessed more than one meeting of the Harpers' top brass up close. I know their internal situation inside out."
Hared III pursed his lips and a cold and cruel smile appeared.
Because during this time, he had used his knowledge of the Harper Alliance to successfully kill at least thirty spies who tried to sneak in to gather intelligence, and he also successfully captured several of them and tortured them inhumanely.
Finally, he used the evil and cruel necromancy magic to transform it into a killer who obeyed his orders.
"I see... No wonder you can always seize the opponent's weakness and launch an attack first, and even figure out the intentions of their top leaders."
Kurremos nodded pretentiously, but in fact he was already very happy in his heart.
In his opinion, having a young man like Hared III standing in front to attract the attention of the Harpists was the perfect protective umbrella for him to plan a bigger conspiracy behind the scenes.
In contrast, Ximanmeng directly proposed without any reservation: "Since you know so much about Elminster and the Harper Alliance, why don't you plan a large-scale operation?
You should know that the reason why they have such a huge force in the North is that they have an effective intelligence network.
If we can destroy this hidden and spider-web-like intelligence network, the Harpers will be completely deaf and blind.
By then, as long as we eliminate those who are responsible for external liaison and information transmission, they will be completely paralyzed and become fish on the chopping block."
"You think I don't want to?
The only area I can move around now is Mirabar. It is even difficult to collect information in other places.
In addition, many towns in the North have long-term private cooperation with Harpists, which is also a factor that needs to be taken into consideration.
To me, the Harpers operate like a small network built around nodes.
These networks are then connected together using wires to share intelligence resources.
Therefore, the two most important things to destroy and disintegrate them are: one is to destroy the nodes of this small network, and the other is to cut off their connection with their superiors.
I suggest that we work closely together to launch an all-round, three-dimensional attack on the Harpers throughout the North.
I wonder what you two think?"
As he spoke, Hared III raised his head and stared at Ximamon and Kurremos with expectant eyes.
He believed that with the other party's help, he would be able to paralyze the intelligence network that the Harpers had been operating in the North for many years.
"No problem. I'd be more than happy to be a part of it."
Xi Mameng was the first to express his attitude.
Because once the power of the Harpers is significantly weakened, the Zhentarim will completely occupy the former's ecological niche and gain huge benefits from it.
Kuerremos followed up and said, “I can’t think of any reason to refuse.
But it is unwise to engage in a head-on attrition fight with the Harper Alliance. I think we should do it more covertly.
For example, using the power of Scar Klaus, or bribing the Dragon Cult to let them take the first step to attract some firepower.
In short, we need to incite as many forces that hate the Harpers as possible to join us, and it would be best if both sides suffer losses.
That way we can grab the biggest piece of the pie afterwards.”
"Agreed! I can help contact some barbarian tribes and the beastmen of the beast god Mara."
Ximanmeng suddenly showed a very sinister smile.
When it comes to fanning the flames, provoking wars, creating chaos and conflict, the Zhentarim he leads are absolute experts.
"I am responsible for instigating the Dragon Cult and the local red-robed wizards to make some noise, and by the way, using Klaus to severely damage the Harper leaders and their allies."
As he said this, there was a strange light in Kurremos' eyes.
There is no doubt that hiding in the dark and formulating a huge and extremely evil plan made his spirit extremely excited.
In particular, overthrowing an organization like the Harper Alliance, which has an ancient history and great reputation, can bring unprecedented satisfaction to this filial brass dragon.
"Then I will provide you with a list and methods for identifying Harper spies."
Seeing that his plan was supported, Hared III also revealed a sinister smile.
In this way, the leaders of the three evil camps formally formed an alliance in Mirabar and began to plan an earth-shaking operation.
This time, the Harpers will no longer be facing minor conflicts in one or two regions, but a horrific crisis that will spread from Waterdeep to dozens of towns and large territories across the north.
Once the entire plan is launched, they will no longer have the opportunity to draw personnel from other places to support each other as before.
Instead, you will be completely caught in a complex situation where you are overwhelmed and unable to cope with it.
…
Zuo Si was still unaware of the secret struggle that was about to break out in the north.
Or even if they knew, they wouldn't care too much.
Because what he needs to consider at this stage is not how to integrate the scattered northern lands, but to form a coalition under the banner of "justice" to go north and expel the forces of Zhentilburg.
Thanks to the powerful transportation capabilities of the airship, more than a thousand dark elves from the underground of Dragonspear Castle arrived first in just a few days.
Following closely behind were the fleets of the Nelanther Islands, and reinforcements from Neverwinter and Luskan.
Finally, there is the Silvermoon Alliance army led by Alustriel.
Even King Shane VII, who was still busy conquering the Kingdom of Tethyr, sent a legion of 3,000 men to show his political attitude.
Of course, in addition to the relatively powerful forces mentioned above, some small towns that joined the trade alliance also sent soldiers ranging from fifty to sixty people to two to three hundred people.
For example, Lantan Island symbolically sent out a musket unit of 200 people and 30 cannons as support.
Including the more than 8,000 new troops formed by Am, the total assembled force reached as many as 30,000 to 40,000 in an instant.
It can be said that for the first time in history, the political forces on the entire west coast of the continent of Faerun have united under one banner.
With this unparalleled appeal and political capital, Zuo Si finally tore off his disguise and revealed his ambition.
After seeing this unprecedented scene, the big families in Amn who had originally harbored illusions all gave up the idea of further delay or confrontation, especially the more than 8,000 new troops who were trained as direct descendants. Under the influence of magic, high-quality diet and almost cruel training, their average height grew to about 2.4 meters, and they were covered in enchanted heavy armor.
The giant mounts ridden by the 3,000 cavalrymen were mostly the masterpieces of Ludevic, the necromancer wizard of the floating city. They were all corpse-snaking creatures that knew nothing of fatigue.
Among them, 2,500 were traditional ground troops, which looked like tall four-legged dinosaurs wearing metal armor from a distance.
Their function is very simple and crude, which is to carry the knight forward, knocking over and trampling any obstacles that dare to block the way forward.
Another five hundred are new giant dragons that were hatched through genetic modification technology that combined the advantages of multiple dragon creatures.
Because they have only grown for a few months, they are generally only six or seven meters long, and their intelligence is just enough to just understand commands, but they have an amazing load-bearing capacity and can spit out powerful flames, lightning, strong acid, freezing air and poisonous clouds from their mouths.
As for the knight on the dragon's back, in addition to the most basic melee weapons, he will also be equipped with some throwing objects that can cause splash damage.
For example, there are alchemical bottles that can cause violent explosions and produce damage of different elemental attributes, and there are also bombs made of smoke powder.
Even the ranged weapons are spears that can release lightning magic to attack.
A cheaper version of this was developed long ago and deployed to the fleets of the Nelanther Islands.
Now after upgrading, it has been equipped to the Air Force again.
The only difference is that the latter uses more advanced cylindrical crystals with greater capacity for storing and releasing electrical energy.
Moreover, under the unified coordination and command of the Shuoyou mobile terminal, the powerful combat effectiveness that the new army of Am can exert is definitely not comparable to the traditional army of the continent of Faerun.
In addition, Zuo Si also equipped this army with a large number of priests and masked wizards, so that it had no obvious shortcomings in any aspect.
Especially after the Masked Mage Guild was overhauled from head to toe, most of its members had signed a contract with the ninth layer of Baator Hell, and could sacrifice corresponding spell slots to summon demons of different levels when needed.
Seeing the army marching from the military camp outside the city to the Cloudy Mountains, the representative of Neverwinter, Eribes, could not help but sigh, "This is a magnificent sight that cannot be described in words.
I bet that there is absolutely no city-state or even country on the entire west coast of the continent that can defeat Amn's new army on a frontal battlefield.
This time, Fuzor Chamberlain and his army of Zhentil Keep have met their match.
I just don't know if the trolls, giants and ogres can withstand such a violent attack."
Don't forget those giant dragons or dragon-like creatures in the sky, which are probably special species, and the huge number of wizards.
If the Guild of Masked Mages and the mages of Luskan were considered as a whole, their current strength was not much worse than that of Waterdeep and Silvermoon City.
Especially in terms of quantity, it has firmly held an overwhelming advantage.
Maybe the trolls are not afraid of being hurt, but they are definitely afraid of magical fire and strong acid.
If nothing unexpected happens, Lord Soth will win this war with an overwhelming advantage.
And with the help of this war, he demonstrated his leadership and appeal to everyone on the West Coast.
This is politically unprecedented.
The great Tyr is looking forward to what kind of changes and order he will bring to the world next."
"So our attitude in Neverwinter is to support Thors in ruling the vast tract of land from Baldur's Gate to the Dragon Coast?" Erebeth asked tentatively in an uncertain tone.
"That's right! Our attitude is supportive. Because order is always better than chaos.
Lord Soth has proven more than once that he can be a very good ruler, able to establish relatively fair laws and bring a peaceful and prosperous life to the majority of people living at the bottom of society.
There is nothing more just in the world.
As for his own camp inclination and intention, it is not that important."
Tyr's priest conveyed the will from God to the young paladin beside him with a smile.
Eribes nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I think I understand what you mean.
This is very similar to Lord Nasir's point of view.
He also felt that Neverwinter was currently in its best period in history.
Not only was there no threat from external enemies, but the internal conflicts between nobles and common people were also eased by the prosperous trade.
Lord Nasir also believes that we should firmly follow the alliance led by Lord Soth.
That’s the only way this prosperity can continue.”
The priest of Tyr smiled and explained, “Lord Nasir is a wise leader.
Although he may be a little weak in some aspects, he knows what is most important to the people.
Do a good job! He has sent you to participate in this kind of cooperation many times, with the purpose of training you.
Perhaps when Lord Nasir feels that he is old and lacks energy, he will pass the position of lord to you."
"ah?!"
Eribes was stunned for a moment.
Because although she was already the lord's right-hand man, she had never thought that she would become Lord Nasir's successor one day, and she didn't know where to lead Neverwinter.
“Hehe, don’t be so surprised.
You should know that in Neverwinter's political system, you have already become the most recognized successor to the lord.
It's just that you have never thought about it that way.
And ruling Neverwinter is not as difficult as you think."
The cleric patted the paladin's shoulder gently in encouragement.
Just as Aribeth opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly saw Zuo Si and Alastor walking towards him from a distance, shoulder to shoulder.
She quickly cleared up the messy thoughts in her mind, put one hand on her chest and bowed slightly.
"Queen Silver Moon, Lord Soth, I am honored to represent Neverwinter and fight alongside you two to fight against evil."
"You're so kind, Ms. Erebus. I should be the one saying thank you."
Zuo Si returned the greeting with a smile and made a few polite remarks.
Because he didn't care how many soldiers these allies brought, how much food and weapons and equipment they provided, he only cared about their political stance.
The latter is the most important.
Obviously, these allies did not disappoint Zuo Si at all.
Every one of them stated their position very clearly, which was to acknowledge that he would replace Waterdeep as the "leader" and "big brother" in the future.
Alustriel had a playful smile on his face and teased in a half-joking tone: "Perhaps after this battle, our Lord Thors will be promoted to His Majesty Thors. When do you plan to announce your coronation as the King or Emperor of Amn?"
"No hurry. Anyway, the power has been taken back. What's left is just a title. You know, I never care much about these empty names."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and openly admitted the fact that he would inevitably become the king next.
“But politically, the title is necessary.
I suggest you merge Amn with the northern region and come up with a new name.
Otherwise, with such a vast territory, it is easy for the country to develop separatist tendencies.
After all, the West Heartland region has existed for too long as an independent city-state and village. Suddenly, there is a country and a monarch above them. The people will definitely not be able to adapt. "
Alustriel enthusiastically gave his suggestions.
As a politician, she was full of curiosity about this upcoming behemoth and was eager to see how Zuo Si would rule and govern a country with such a huge area, population and cultural differences.
After all, the Queen of Silvermoon City had put a lot of thought into merging the various towns within the alliance into one country, but she had never been able to achieve her wish.
Zuo Si chuckled and replied, "In fact, ruling and governing a huge country is far less complicated than you think. Especially when nationalism has not yet awakened, usually you only need to do a few things."
"Oh? What time is it?"
Elastro asked with his eyes slightly shining.
"The first step is to unify writing and language, then unify weights and measures, then unify political systems, laws, markets and economies, and finally break down geographical restrictions to allow population and goods to flow rapidly across the country.
The purpose of unifying writing and language is to increase the sense of identity in ideology and culture, so that people in the country can communicate without obstacles. When people can communicate with each other using the same language and writing, they will regard each other as their own people. The purpose of unifying weights and measures is to facilitate taxation, production and economic activities.
The purpose of unifying the political system and laws is to achieve fairness and equality, and to minimize the negative impact of regional or racial discrimination. At least under the law, most people are equal.
A unified market and economy can increase the interdependence between different places. For example, if one place produces steel and another produces food, they will need each other and thus form a close connection.
Breaking down geographical restrictions and allowing the rapid flow of population and goods can not only effectively shatter inherent prejudices, but also accelerate integration within countries.
When people from one place live together with people from another place and are indistinguishable from each other, will there still be conflicts and divisions between them? The answer is obviously no.
In fact, I have made a lot of preparations in advance, including taking out airships, establishing trade alliances, promoting the liberation of slaves, training a large number of officials and law enforcement officers, etc., which are all preparatory work for establishing a unified country. "
Zuo Si calmly explained his ideas.
Of course, these are just preliminary concepts, and a series of adjustments will inevitably be needed in order to implement them.
In addition, he has many hidden control methods that are not revealed.
However, these contents, which condensed a lot of wisdom and experience, still made Alustriel feel unprecedentedly amazed, and he asked impatiently: "Is this the knowledge and observation results you obtained from other time and space?"
Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, this is the history of my hometown, the lessons learned by countless people with their lives, blood and deaths.
If you're interested, we can find some time to talk alone after this battle.
But now, it is better to focus on the war.
Lady Erebeth, I hope that after passing through the Misty Mountains, you can lead the Neverwinter army and another 5,000 soldiers to march eastward along the Ulden Trade Road to recapture the Green Plains and important towns along the Chongsa River."
"You mean... I will lead an army to cut off Fuzzol Chamberlain's retreat?"
Eribes seemed to realize something and subconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword.
As the second-in-command of Neverwinter and the highest commander of the city defense forces, she was clearly aware of the danger and importance of this mission.
"No, there is no need to cut off Fuzzol Chamberlain's retreat.
All I want is to recapture these towns in advance so that he can't use these cities as bases to block or cause damage during his retreat.
You know, siege a city is always a very troublesome thing.
I don’t want to have to spend a lot of money to repair and maintain the damaged city walls after this war.”
Zuo Si explained patiently.
Although he had reached an agreement with Fuzzol Chamberlain in private, God knew whether this guy would set a fire when he evacuated if he got angry after losing.
Therefore, it is necessary to take the city first and clear out the garrisons.
"I understand! Don't worry, I will never let you down."
Eribes patted his chest and gave the assurance with great confidence.
Saving civilians who were threatened and oppressed by evil forces was originally one of the duties of a paladin, so she had no reason to refuse.
Soon, as the large army marched through the misty mountains and arrived at the small town of Nashikai, the half-elf paladin lady with amazing charm took the appointment letter, went to the end of the team, selected 5,000 soldiers and supplies from other towns, and advanced eastward.
As soon as Eribes left, the leader of the Dark Elf Army, Kuilu, came to him and complained helplessly, "Sos, I ask you to give the Dark Elves the right to act alone.
Our people were too sensitive to the sunlight during the day, and almost every day's march was like torture.
If possible, we hope to march at night and rest during the day.
Otherwise, if they continue like this, they will all collapse in a few days and will not be able to form any combat effectiveness at all."
"Is it that serious?"
Alustriel, who was sitting in the tent, was slightly surprised.
Kui Lu rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Go ask your old lover Drizzt, he knows this feeling best.
Especially those drow who have just arrived on the surface are often fainted by the scorching sun.
We have lost nearly a hundred people in the past few days, and even the divine treatment has no effect. "
"Hey! Don't talk nonsense! What do you mean Drizzt and I are old lovers? Nothing has ever happened between him and me." Alustriel protested with great dissatisfaction.
"Oh - really?"
Kuilu deliberately dragged out the word, and then rudely exposed her sister's past.
"As far as I know, someone has a doll of Drizzt in his collection."
moment!
Alastor didn't know whether he was angry or shy, but a blush appeared on his fair face. He glared at Kui Lu fiercely without making any more excuses.
"Okay, I agree."
After a little consideration, Zuo Si immediately gave a positive answer.
He had originally planned to use this march to allow the dark elves who believed in the Dark Girl to get a little more familiar with the surface residents, in order to reduce their vigilance and estrangement with each other.
But now it seems that I was just overthinking.
You have to know that even after coming to the surface for ten years, Drizzt still couldn't fully adapt to the midday sun, and would often get dizzy from the sun in tropical areas like Calimshan, not to mention these guys who had just come out of the Underdark.
The fact that they could hold out for so many days was enough to prove that they possessed endurance and resilience far beyond that of other races.
"Thank you. I knew you were a reasonable person. Don't worry, even if we march at night, we can keep up with the speed of the main force. As for communication, I will use divine magic to convey the message to you directly."
Aoi was visibly relieved.
Because she was really afraid that Zuo Si would be unkind and force the dark elves to continue to follow the main force and march during the day.
After a short rest in Nashikai for half a day, Zuo Si once again led the army north along the Bay Coast Highway and arrived at the small town of Belgost, which was very close to Candleburg.
Since this place was captured by the army of Zhentil Keep not long ago, and even the temple of Lathander, Lord of the Dawn, was destroyed, it looks a little desolate.
The troops stationed here also heard the news and withdrew to Baldur's Gate early to join the main force, leaving only a few thousand residents at a loss.
Zuo Si left three hundred people stationed here, which made the local people feel a little safer and began to resume production and life in an orderly manner.
After all, no matter who rules in the future, life must go on.
From Nasike to Belgost, and then from Belgost to Baldur's Gate, the coalition forces encountered basically no resistance of any kind along the way, and even spies were rare.
Obviously, Fu Zol Chamberlain already knew the scale of Zuo Si's expedition and the amazing combat effectiveness of the new Amn army, and had no intention of wasting time at all.
He simply gathered all his forces at Baldur's Gate, planning to set up a battle on the north bank of the Chongsa River. If he lost, he would flee eastward along the river and take a boat back to Zhentil Keep from the port on the Dragon Coast.
As for winning...
Sorry, I didn't even dare to think about it.
Others may not have seen Zuo Si's strength, but Fu Zuoer Chamberlain has seen it with his own eyes.
Especially when they were besieging Mansong, he still could not forget the terrifying power of the killing arrows shot by the nature servants.
Not to mention mere mortals, even a demon lord would be killed on the spot if he was not strong enough.
So Fuzzol Chamberlain might dare to do some small tricks in private, but he certainly doesn't have the courage to confront head-on.
What's more, during the days of occupying Baldur's Gate, he had already plundered enough wealth and supplies, and was planning to return to his hometown to unify the Moon Sea.
There is no time to waste time and energy on this land that is destined not to belong to you.
Just like that, with an unspoken understanding.
The two armies, each numbering more than 10,000, finally met on the flat open land north of the Chongsa River.
Out of diplomatic etiquette, the two sides politely handed over letters of challenge to each other before officially starting the battle, and agreed on the time and place for the battle.
Instead of relying on the strong walls and fortresses of Baldur's Gate for defense, Fuzor Chamberlain decided to go out of the city and fight a fair battle.
It's not that he didn't want to do it, but he was afraid that if Baldur's Gate was reduced to ruins, Zuo Si would come after him.
If after Zhentil Castle is repaired, the other party attacks him and razes the entire city to the ground, he will have no place to cry.
A priest with divine powers can never match the power of a wizard with arcane powers in wreaking havoc and destruction.
Zuo Si was also very generous in not closing the river, leaving the other side a way out.
As the saying goes, leave a way out for yourself when doing things so that you can meet again in the future.
It's just acting anyway, there's no need to work so hard.
As long as all the monster armies recruited with the Scepter of the Tyrant are killed, the remaining human and orc soldiers belonging to the Church of Bane can be let go.
After all, retaining the strength of Zhentil Keep can also, to a certain extent, tie down the energy of Elminster in Shadow Valley.
(End of this chapter)
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