Struggle in the Steam Age

"Squeak, it's been a long time!" After the two boats full of rat people docked on the temporary trestle, Fatina jumped out of the boat and hugged Lawrence who was greeted on the trestle. "After I received your telegram, I rushed over with my companions. After all, I rented these two boats from the clansmen on the side of the Star Sea. If I rent one more day, I will pay an extra day."

"It's a big deal. I'll put up the money. After all, you are here to help me. You can't make you lose. But at night, sailing—" Lawrence smiled before he finished speaking. He remembered that the rat man is born with dark vision, at night Sailing is no different for them than during the day, and may even feel more comfortable.

"It's okay to sail at night. Among the land races in the sea, our rat people have one of the best night navigation capabilities." Fatina raised her head proudly and said. "By the way, Safir and the group of people she helped you recruit can only arrive at noon tomorrow, because they rented your human boat, and it's from the Federation. So they don't dare to stay at this place at night. Sailing on a strange coastline."

"How many people are you here this time?" Lawrence looked a little surprised at the scavengers who kept jumping off the deck. Infatina's e-mail to herself stated that there were more than 160 people in her clan, but now it seems at least Around 800 people.

"827." Fatina shrugged and said, "Didn't you say that as long as the rat people who are willing to come will give residents rights? So after telling the presbytery of your promise, the presbytery directly gave most of this year's new students The Ratman clan threw it over."

"Well, as long as you want. After all, it's not that safe here." Lawrence shrugged his shoulders and said. He doesn't worry that the rat people are against the guests, because the rat people like the dark and comfortable tunnel environment, and the economy is also based on production. All kinds of metal products are exchanged with other civilized races and planted various fungi. They have no intersection with the human living environment, but can form a relationship of complementarity and common prosperity.

"Don't worry, those goblins will definitely not be our opponents." Fatina spread her hands and said, "In the cave is our home court, let alone the big horned rat priest coming with us this time. In the big horned rat Under the shining light, no creature can fight with us in the tunnel and win the final victory."

"If that's the case, that would be great." Lawrence nodded and said, then made a request. "We are building a defensive camp. Can you come and help?"

"Of course it's okay." Fatina nodded like Lawrence and then squeaked to the rats behind her. Soon the rats took off all kinds of tools from the ship, led by some captains, and entered the construction site. With the help of these scavengers who are good at construction, the construction speed of the resident is greatly accelerated

So around 9:00 in the evening, a civil structure fortress that can accommodate most people was built around the hill by the sea, which also represented that Lawrence and their plan for the first day of landing was perfectly completed.

Within the range enclosed by the civil wall, everyone quickly set up tents and arranged accommodation for everyone. Because I was tired after a busy day, everyone went to rest after leaving the guards.

After eating a simple breakfast early the next morning, Lawrence and his retainers gathered in the only wooden house on the hillside to discuss the next step. That is to eliminate the goblins gathered on this predetermined land.

"We will face more than 30,000 goblins on this land." Nora, who didn't sleep last night, floated out of her seat instead of scouting in the dark. Speaking of. "After we landed and annihilated a small goblin tribe, the largest local goblin tribe alliance has begun to summon their warriors to push us into the sea."

"After all, historically, goblins have a very heavy concept of territory. So when they gather enough numbers, they will definitely attack us, try to wipe us out or drive us away. So I think we should now Ready to fight, they will not leave us much time."

"You're right." Lawrence nodded at her and said solemnly to the retainers sitting on either side of the long table. "We must now prepare to face the siege of tens of thousands of goblins. If there are no problems with the previous records, we will face the goblin frenzy in the shortest five days and the longest ten days."

"It shouldn't be a big problem." Joseph Knight said, as the immediate supreme commander of the current armed forces, he is quite confident in his current combat preparations. "Just give me three days, and we can build a defensive position that can withstand at least the conventional 30,000 goblin tribe armed forces."

"That's good." Lawrence nodded, because according to his three previous records of reclaiming the island by sea and air, the colonists did not encounter in the first wave of blocking and defeating the cluster of goblins. How difficult it is, after all, under the attack of modern firepower, the quantitative advantages that those goblins are proud of have been greatly weakened.

"If we can keep this group of goblins here as much as possible this time, then we will gain a period of precious development time." Lawrence looked at everyone present and said, "I think everyone should check the information. Knowing that just by relying on this slightly barren seaside plain for the goblins, it is impossible to raise 30,000 or 40,000 young goblins who can fight, so these goblins should also include this small seaside plain. The mobile power of all goblin tribes in this large virgin jungle."

"But what those goblins do best are scattered and fleeing." The deputy steward of Owen, who had been in the army, stood up and said helplessly. "We have too few people. It is not difficult to use fortifications and terrain to focus and defeat the goblins, but it is a bit difficult to kill them as many as possible before they are scattered into the jungle or cave."

Speaking, the deputy steward of Owen took out a notebook, then opened and pointed to the form in which he had previously recorded. "In this land, the first battle between humans and goblins was more than 300 years ago. At that time, more than 80,000 goblins were dispatched, and they were defeated by humans with improvised bastions and gunpowder weapons. About 17,000 goblins were killed on the battlefield."

"The second time was 120 years ago, when mankind moved from the era of mixed use of hot and cold weapons to the era of flintlock use. It was also a defensive counterattack. As a result, the 70,000 goblins who came to attack still ran past 50,000. ~www.ltnovel.com~ The third and last time was 30 years ago, when the duke purchased the most advanced rifled guns and hired a large number of extraordinary men. As a result, 50,000 goblins finally returned to more than 10,000. Therefore, the difficulty for us is not how to defeat the invading goblins, but how to eliminate them as much as possible."

"This is indeed a problem." The Bayer butler frowned and thought for a while and said. "Can't the cavalry pursue it? I remember that in the war, the cavalry usually pursued it at the last moment."

"Steward Bayer, the cavalry is right to pursue most of the time." Deputy Steward Owen retorted. "But the biggest problem for us now is that although this land is a plain, it is covered with all kinds of trees. Although the previous three attacks have made it no longer a dense tropical rain forest, those in the past 30 years The vegetation that has grown is enough to stop our cavalry from advancing."

"Rainforest, **** rainforest." The Butler by Bayer leaned back against the chair and began to tap the tabletop with his right knuckle. "It seems that it is too late to clear up many open spaces."

"I have prepared something here." Lawrence said. "According to the plan, those things will be delivered tomorrow. If they are the same as I imagined, they should be able to solve part of the problem."