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Chapter 3 Ron's Preparation

"The princess said that these thousand elves of saga were prepared for adults. The princess also saw the situation of the Baria Empire recently. She had no intention of intervening in the civil war. These saga players were all mobilized by adults," Randolph said.

Ron smiled and pulled his hand, led him to sit beside him, and said, "Princess Victoria has helped a lot this time. We are worried about the shortage of staff in our hands, but we didn't expect the princess to send these elf sabers!"

After Randolph sat down, he paused and said, "The princess actually has a request."

Ron said, "But about Prince Sith?"

Randolph nodded and said, "You also know that the princess is quite concerned about Prince Sith, but in this situation, she cannot go deep into the Barria Empire."

Ron said: "It is my duty to ensure the safety of Prince Sith. The important thing now is to ensure the safety of Cramento territory."

He looked around at everyone sitting in the room, looking at Celine, Bentley, Honolulu, Papalucas and others in turn, while Lilith and Yali were sitting on the other side of Ron. They were not yet part of the Cramento territory, and Ron still regarded them as guests.

However, even so, after passing Dragon Island and his party, Lilith and others had lived and died with Ron, so their relationship was naturally much closer. In addition, the Holy Holy Church was extending a hand of cooperation with Ron, so Lilith naturally focused on playing a bond.

The people in the room were Ron's main team. If the few people he brought from Barria and the people he took in on Dragon Island, they would be quite large without realizing it. Among these people, Honolulu has the strongest cultivation level, the shadow warrior Papalucas and Bayer, who has recently made rapid progress, have all entered the threshold of a level nine warrior. From the level alone, they are higher than Ron.

The Manniu warrior Bentley practiced the acceleration skills taught by Ron. He had reached the peak of Level 4 warriors as early as the duel in the Kingdom of Baria. However, he has not found a chance to break through now and is still at the level of Level 4 warriors. However, Bentley has no anxiety at all. He has always remembered what Ron said, and he is not eager for quick success and instant benefits for the improvement of this level. He still practices Qi and axes every day, and keeps restless. He has a steady spirit of even Honolulu, and he has to praise "The future is promising."

On the contrary, Anderson, the Cavalier sent by the Sith to Ron, seemed to be progressing faster than Bentley. He has steadily stepped from a mid-level warrior in the fifth level to the peak level of level five, which is not unrelated to the daily competition with Bentley. Even so, Bentley can often compete with Anderson's battle with its sturdy body and extremely strange short-term acceleration.

Sometimes Ron remembered it and found that although he had been through the cultivation level of a thousand miles a day after walking out of Baiyue City, he had reached the level of a level eight warrior in a short time. However, he still had not escaped the embarrassing situation of that day. Just like the group of mercenaries in Baiyue City, his subordinates were even higher than him. This really made Ron smile bitterly.

However, even Randolph, who didn't get along much with them, could see that Ron was still the leader and core of this group.

"I wonder what plans the Lord Lord has now? The elves will definitely provide some help within their ability," said Randolph.

"You've already provided a lot of help," Ron said. "The next thing is our own job."

He turned to Bernanke and said, "I have recorded all the governance measures just now!"

"I have all been recorded. If these measures are implemented, they should be able to get those shops back on track, and I think the commerce in Cramento City will slowly recover."

"This is important, only in this way can the residents' mood be stabilized," Ron said.

"But what should those foreign refugees do? Cramento City can no longer accommodate these people," Bernanke said.

"Another city is now built in the suburbs," Ron said. "Following the hill in the suburbs, we built around the mine where the evil eye monster was caught last time. There were some simple houses there, which were originally for miners and their families, but now it needs to be expanded and can accommodate many people."

Bernanke was very familiar with these terrains. He thought about it and said, "This method is feasible. If the expansion is successful, it can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people."

"The scale of tens of thousands of people is not enough," said Celine, "According to the current situation, there will definitely be a wave of refugees coming soon. I think even this suburb in the suburbs will not be able to accommodate it soon."

"Even in this suburb, our finances can only barely support it," said Bernanke, a financial officer in Cramento City.

"It's just a stopgap now," Ron said. "What's important now is to think about the upcoming Martin's army. All our military forces, after counting, are only four hundred people, including some residents who assist in the security. What do you think?"

"Okay," Bentley said with a unique voice, "We are counting the soldiers who are wandering. It is estimated that there are thousands of people in the initial size. According to Lord Ron, you mean, the recruiting office is under intense registration."

"Do you want to incorporate the soldiers who have been scattered?" said Bernak.

Ron nodded and said, "This is the easiest way."

"But this is the most difficult method," Bernak said bluntly, "What should I do if the funds are? What about the soldiers' expenses? We have planned to build the suburbs of the city, and we have planned all the fiscal revenue. There is really no other fee to recruit soldiers. Moreover, the food, clothing and equipment of those soldiers cost money!"

Others were silent, thinking that this was justified. War was a matter of money. Without strong economic income as support, don’t think about expanding your arms.

Ron sighed and said, "I can only borrow money. Fortunately, I met some people on this trip and could get some help from him. Are those boxes from Brown still there with you?"

Honolulu nodded. He sat there without any other movements, but suddenly several huge boxes appeared in the room. The boxes looked simple and exquisite monster patterns carved around them. From that color, they all looked like a period of time.

"Before I came back this time, a group of friends from the sea gave me these things. I was going to refuse, but he had expected that I would definitely need these, but now he was right in his words," Ron smiled.

Honolulu waved his hand and opened all the boxes. The dazzling light suddenly shone out, illuminating the light inside the room brighter and brighter, illuminating Bernanke's eyes.

After a while, he jumped up, rushed to the boxes in surprise, and shouted excitedly: "Gold coins and silverware, haha, there are so many pearls!"

The entire four boxes of property were presented to everyone. Except for Ron, everyone else was shocked.

"It turns out that this is something that the pirate leader Brown gave you. I'm surprised that before leaving, he mysteriously pulled you to talk secretly. It turned out that he gave you so much treasure," Celine said.

Shadow Warrior Papalucas said: "This is part of our Shadow of Aquaman over the years, and Brown has never been reluctant to take it out."

"Is he doing this a deal with the adults?" Lilith asked sensitively.

"There are transactions, but it's not a bad transaction. The Saint doesn't have to worry," Ron smiled.

Lilith smiled with a pursed lips. Her peerless face was radiant for a moment, but she glanced at Ron and said, "Maybe it's Hang Haiquan of Cramento!"

Ron's heart moved, not knowing whether Lilith guessed his thoughts or was captured by her glory. In short, he paused and said, "No matter what, it should have relieved our predicament! Bernanke."

Ron shouted several times before awakening the excited Bernanke.

He rubbed his hands and said, "Mr. Ron, I didn't expect that there would be these assets. I think it would be enough to form a team of 2,000 people!"

Ron said: "I am going to form an army of more than two thousand people. Martin's army is coming soon. I need to complete this work as soon as possible. I hope you can make good use of the money!"

Bernanke said: "Don't worry. I will definitely not disappoint Lord Ron. The team of two thousand people, even the elf friend's 1,000 shooters, will give me all the logistics and equipment. My family still has the accumulation of Cramento."

Ron nodded and said, "After forming an army, it can only play a buffering role. For Martin's vanguard team, they must be given a severe blow to completely stabilize Cramento."

"It's just Lord Ron. It is said that Martin's troops are just the number of heading to Cramento, and there are tens of thousands," said Anderson on the side.

"Anderson, are you scared?" Bentley said gasping.

"Hmph, don't mock me. I'm also a person who came down from the battlefield. When it comes to fear, how can you, a kid who has never seen war, understand?" Anderson and Bentley were very familiar with each other and said without hesitation, "I just think that if two thousand soldiers and one thousand elf shooters want to fight against tens of thousands of troops, they are at a great disadvantage. They need extremely precise arrangements and tactics, otherwise they will waste this money and the lives of the warriors. Don't forget that Martin has those unpredictable hell creatures."

Ron said: "Anderson, you're right. But we are defense rather than attacking. The role of the elf shooter will be highlighted even more. These two thousand soldiers are also of unimaginable use. As for the hell creature, I have my own arrangements!"

His hands turned into fists and palms and fought hard, looking at everyone firmly.

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"All assemble!" Baier shouted loudly in the Hell Plane.
Chapter completed!
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