915: Chapter 571 Distant Relations, Close Attacks_3 915: Chapter 571 Distant Relations, Close Attacks_3 If it weren’t for Gaven and the Conqueror Army he led, the Avenger Rebellion Army would have no idea when they could overthrow Arms or the magnitude of sacrifices required to do so, if they could do it at all.
She didn’t possess Gaven’s mories from another life, unaware that even without Gaven or the Conqueror Army, she could have managed.
Fate had already changed, there was no longer an answer to this matter.
“This is simple, if you wish, you can absolutely invite Ms.
Katherine to send a dedicated Sacrificer of Lady Strategy to you, for direct teaching; I believe she would be delighted to agree to this,” Gaven suggested.
“Thank you for the reminder, Lord Baron.
I will go back and do that,” Yeshandalah couldn’t help but slap her forehead, having been so busy lately that she didn’t even think of such a simple thod.
The other party wasn’t just any ordinary Lord, but one of the Chosen of the True God, whose primary task was to spread the faith.
Sending the appropriate dedicated priests to the leaders of major powers was a shortcut to accomplishing the task.
“I will be leaving this place imdiately, as it won’t be needed for a while; if you need it, I will leave it to you,” Gaven stood up and said his farewells.
“We just need a quiet place to study these materials, so we will not refuse your kindness,” Yeshandalah did not reject Gaven’s generosity.
A city of rely twelve thousand inhabitants had abruptly cramd in twice the number of military and civilians, making it extrely crowded inside out, hardly finding any place of tranquility.
After seeing Gaven off, Yeshandalah and Fan Ruina didn’t imdiately resu perusing the materials but looked at each other for a long while; their recent interaction with Gaven felt almost like a dream, with many elents they wouldn’t have dared to imagine before.
Fan Ruina couldn’t help but ask, “Squad leader, can we really trust him?
Isn’t he just making up stuff to keep our mouths shut?”
“You’ve been in contact with him for a while, do you think he’s that kind of person?” Yeshandalah asked in return.
“No…”
“There you have it,” Yeshandalah smiled and pinched Fan Ruina’s cheek, “Open your mind, they’ve told us to think big.
If we don’t break our old molds, how can we know the vastness of the world outside?
Whether he’s fooling us or not, we have no other choice.
This was the cost of our decision to borrow the troops.
And in the eyes of other cities, we’re re puppets set up by the Conqueror Army, they definitely won’t show us any good faces; binding with them for developnt is our best choice.”
“Squad leader, you changed too quickly.
When we first ca, you didn’t speak like this…”
“It’s not that I’ve changed quickly, but the dream they painted for us is bigger and better than any we could have imagined.
Once exposed to it, there’s no going back.
Most importantly, this dream isn’t just a dream, but one that can be realized.
Don’t you want to see what a fair, prosperous, and united Giant Dragon Coast looks like?”
“I do!
It’s what I dream of!”
“Then study this material well, it’s the ladder to that dream.
Try to morize it in your mind, and after we leave this door, tear it up and let it rot inside you, never ntion it to anyone, including our brothers in the squad.
From now on, this is our dream, our vision.”
“Understood.”
…
One month of heavy rainfall significantly transford both Yewen Pond and Ashaba River.
The water level of Yewen Pond rose by ten ters, tripling its original size, and directly subrged the river beach lands originally fard by Anbao Boat Village, pushing the waters up to Weizemay Manor and the New Village, making them lakeside estates and towns.
When Weizemay Manor was initially sited, flooding issues during the Comanso rainy season had been considered thoroughly.
The na Yewen Pond turned out to be truly apt, as only a pond would change size with rainfall, whereas a lake remains relatively stable.
Compared to advancing three kiloters towards Battle Valley, the main increase occurred upstream in the Three Rivers, especially towards Deep Forest Valley at the junction of the three rivers, which subrged nearly ten kiloters; no wonder the land there was so fertile yet devoid of any building remains.
Yearly flooding prevented any permanent settlent.
The water level of Ashaba River also surged to the sa increased height, with the Three Rivers Region being slightly better off, as it belonged to the remnants of cut-off Dun Hills, which were relatively higher.
However, going downstream for twenty to thirty kiloters, the situation beca dire.
Blocked by Dun Hills near Taser Valley, the swollen river couldn’t threaten that area; instead, all the high waters were pushed toward Battle Valley, inundating the riverside territories by ten kiloters, reaching right up to the edge of Yewen Forest.
The muddy lands between Dun Hills and Good Fortune Tooth Mountain Range were completely subrged.
Flanked by the two mountains, the river turned extraordinarily turbulent, resembling an angry water dragon, surging furiously for twenty to thirty kiloters without slowing down.
Thus, the riverbanks here faced particularly severe impacts.
Those embanknts backed by the remnants of Dun Hills could withstand the test, becoming purely reliant on manpower afterwards proved to be increasingly insufficient; it was here that the dyke broke, and the floodwaters rushed wildly towards Sambia.
Now, the water level here had significantly decreased, hundreds of interdiate-low level spellcasters, under the leadership of several advanced spellcasters, tirelessly cast spells to rebuild the embanknts.
The real problem was downstream from Black Feather Bridge.
Here wasn’t an alluvial plain but congruent with Scar Gorge; the sheer cliffs unnoticed under the river’s surface belonged to mountain ridges tilted from north to south, generally flooding towards Sambia.
Due to the selfish practices of Sambiyan rchants, this situation had now been reversed.
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