Chapter 201: 131 Strategic Layout (Seeking Recommendation Votes)_3



Chapter 201: Chapter 131 Strategic Layout (Seeking Recommendation Votes)_3

Even if Yatun didn’t show a hint of military strength, it would still be protected by the major forces.

Uncle even once proposed the “Great Crop Rotation” plan, which involved releasing a large number of superior seeds and allowing them to grow around the world.

And after decades, or even a hundred years, when the world’s food crops have been replaced by pocket seeds,

by that time, with just a word from Bailuo, the world’s seeds could only be eaten, not planted.

Nations that had become accustomed to pocket seeds would no longer find those ancient inferior crops, and their large populations, developed by bountiful food, would lose seven to eight-tenths of their numbers in just a few years.

The larger the population stacked up, the more would die!

Of course, this plan was too cruel, akin to a nuclear button, so it was only considered a self-defense mechanism for Yatun to threaten the kings.

“However, we must grasp the extent here,”

“We use other nations to strengthen our own.”

“Time is on our side,”



Uncle said, “The awakening of miracles takes longer the further it progresses.”

“They have already reached the third or even the fourth tier,” Uncle said, “to advance further, the time they will need could be thousands or even tens of thousands of years.”

“At this time, we are striving to catch up.”

That was what Uncle wanted to tell them, the importance of time, the importance of accumulation.

“What we need to do now is to find the first ally.”

“Who?”

Bailuo asked, “The Three Dukes of Azure?”

“Morgan.”

“...”

Not just Bailuo, but everyone was stunned.

For a while, there was a buzz of confused discussion below.

“Dad, I’m a bit lost with this move of yours,” my female mentor said.

“That’s because you don’t understand Morgan,”

Uncle laughed, “I’ve dealt with Morgan before. I can’t say I’ve completely figured him out, but I have confidence in what he will do when faced with certain situations.”

“Morgan is a pirate, and of course, he isn’t a good person.”

“But can nations be distinguished by good or bad?”

In Miracle World, every nation is stained with blood.

The very word “nation” is established on a foundation of bone and ash.

“So, how shall we ally with Morgan?”



“It’s simple,”

Uncle said, “Capture Sigurian alive!”

“My original plan is no longer needed, Your Majesty, as you have obtained too many miracles, and with Feiya’s breakthrough.”



Without Bailuo’s response, everyone knew what Bailuo would do.

“For Morgan, Sigurian is like Nors and Gonnia are to you.”

They have no personal grudges with Sigurian himself, so there’s no need to take the enormous risk to kill him.

Moreover, if Sigurian truly is that important to Morgan, then he’s definitely worth a lot more alive.

An enemy commander of such caliber has much more value alive than dead.

“Is Sigurian that strong?”



This question was crucial; Bailuo couldn’t afford to take the risk to do such a thing.

“Don’t worry.”

Uncle said, “When I saw him back in the day, he was only at the Heroic Level, nowadays, at most he’s a Master, but it’s more likely he’s still at Master’s Candidate Level.”

Because if he were at Master Level, then Sigurian wouldn’t be leading troops in the field, which would violate the Holy Covenant.

“What about us?”

“We haven’t signed the covenant,” uncle cheekily said: “That’s none of our business.”

“Hahaha.”

“The old man is so naughty.”

“So, during this blank period, we can do as we please?”

“...”

This news was extremely important to Yatun; Bailuo said, “Does that mean that before signing the treaty, we can do whatever we want?”

“Exactly.”

Uncle said, “So this is our opportunity.”

Sigurian’s strength was absolutely no match for the three heavyweights under Bailuo’s command.

Sherri, Lilith, sister, even Bailuo himself could defeat him now.

So, capturing Sigurian alive would not be much of a challenge.

“But the real difficulty lies not with Sigurian, but with the Sea Monsters under his command.”

“Sea Monsters?”

Bailuo had heard uncle mention that Morgan’s Offspring of Miracle were the Sea Beasts from the depths of the sea: “These sea monsters...”

“Undetermined.”

Uncle couldn’t make an accurate judgment: “That’s why we need to devise a plan.”

“If Sigurian has ten thousand troops under his command, how should we deal with it?”

“And if there’s a hundred thousand? What then?”

“Regardless of their number, a million, ten million, we need to consider all these scenarios in advance,” uncle said: “So in the coming days, I will explain to you, one by one, the tactics for dealing with different situations.”

And so, from that day on, uncle meticulously analyzed various scenarios with everyone.

According to the sea chart’s layout, how they should prepare, how to launch surprise attacks, how to capture Sigurian alive.

But war changes in an instant; they could make thorough preparations, but in the end, it all depended on Bailuo and the sister’s ability to adapt.

On this basis, uncle would pass on all the teachings and his own experiences to them.