Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

The Kingdom of Kosqui is a coastal country, a cold country, often attacked by cold winds. Few people love it except the people of Kosqui.

Although the most famous products of the Kingdom of Kosqui are ships and sailors, there is no big port for various reasons... There are countless small ports with dug-in layouts distributed along the coastline of the kingdom. Kosqui's Asur is unique in the world in designing dug-in layouts. That is, the dock is a layout formed by digging inside the land towards the shore, just like building a door, and then using feet to buckle out three rooms and one living room. These rooms are used to berth ships, and these ships can also be used as warships when needed.

The position close to the water surface is the berth for ships, and above it are cities and fortresses. These buildings are more practical and more solid than those designed in other elf kingdoms. After all, their design is mainly to withstand the test of weather and deal with the harassment of Duruchi ships after the Great Split, rather than as an aesthetic model. The practical value exceeds the unique aesthetics of the elves.

During the thousands of years of development, the Kingdom of Cosqui also adopted the method of mixing noodles. Specifically, it looked for coastal caves in cliffs and valleys, then dug a hole, built a door, and then repaired the coastal cave. A new territory with ports, cities and fortresses appeared. No matter how big it is, it is safe and practical, and it is in line with the political form of Asur. For dozens of centuries, this inevitable thing has changed imperceptibly and has become a way of life in Cosqui Asur.

When attacked, there may be a blockage of the door. But this situation rarely occurs in reality. These territories have not only sea gates, but also land gates. Messengers can transmit siege information to other cities and territories in various ways. As long as the besieged territory closes the sea gate and waits for help, reinforcements will come from all directions soon.

The bottom of the Twilight Fortress south of Asheril is a model of this design idea. Before the Twilight Fortress appeared, it was just an island, an island less than five kilometers wide, separated from the main body of the Lustria continent by a swamp. Without Asur, there would only be seabirds roosting here, and sparse leaves dotted the steep terrain.

Then, Asur came, and they began to build Twilight Fortress on the island. The island was full of well-camouflaged defense tunnels and underground passages connecting Twilight Fortress and the naval port. Supplies and ammunition were stored in cellar caves under the fortress land. Directly below Twilight Fortress, there is a dome-shaped coastal cave dedicated to berthing ships.

The entire port can berth more than a hundred ships, with eagle ships docked in the hidden docks of the outer ring, and larger falcon ships docked in the inner ring. The efficient startup system of this naval port can enable the entire naval fleet to be deployed in just over an hour, and then pass through the sea gate and appear in the small bay near the swamp in the north.

The entire startup process is very hidden and almost impossible to be discovered. Without high-altitude reconnaissance, ships passing outside will not notice that a large fleet is gathering in the small bay, doing the final formation work before setting sail or fighting.

The main body of Twilight Fortress adopts the ancient design, just like the city built by the Cosqui elves in the golden age, standing on the islands and land.

The White Wave family, that is, the family that Belloda belongs to, rules the port city of Tal Dainor, while the Cosqui family rules the port city of Elysia, which are located in the north of the Cosqui Kingdom. And the two cities are very close to each other, like Shanghai and Ningbo.

The design of these two cities is exactly the same as that of Twilight Fortress, but the capital city of Cosqui, Tal Corelli, is not.

Tal Corelli is the largest city in the entire kingdom, one of the most important commercial points in Ulthuan, and one of the largest salt exporters in Ulthuan. It uses the same design as the two cities in the north. But this is all before the Great Sundering. The city was razed to the ground by Hellebron during the Great Sundering, and the terrible tsunami caused by the collapse of the sky and the earth submerged part of the city. After the Great Sundering, the city was rebuilt below the surface.

All of this is caused by the special geographical conditions and the painful history of the past, which makes everything in the Kingdom of Cosqui look so different.

One should know one's own affairs. As one of the rulers of the Kingdom of Cosqui, Belloda knows the situation inside the kingdom too well. Although Dacus is still drawing, as a scholar, she has understood Dacus's design ideas. She knows what Dacus is designing. There is no such super port in the entire Kingdom of Cosqui.

At present, the largest port in the entire Ulthuan is not in Lothern. Lothern became the largest port in Ulthuan after Finnubar came to power. At present, the largest port in Ulthuan is located in the capital of the Kingdom of Iris: Tal Iris. Before Gollum went there, it was a city of elegance and miracles.

But the scale of Tal Iris's port is far less than that of the future Chapeiuto. Belloda does not know the situation of Naggaroth, but she can be sure that Chapeiuto will be the largest port in the world for some time to come, until other cities come up later.

She thought this was not just a layout, but also meant a deeper strategic intention. She immediately realized that this might be a layout by Dacus to actively attract Asur's attention. Her consciousness keenly captured the ambition behind Dacus's move. This seemingly endless extension route might symbolize future expansion and control.

She looked at Dacus and observed carefully. The smile and the seemingly careless movements all revealed an unquestionable confidence and authority. A terrifying power that could change the future situation seemed to be gradually taking shape in Dacus's hands.

Dacus automatically blocked the surrounding sounds. After a moment, he drew a gradient straight line. When the last section of the straight line was connected to the north end of the pier, it was done.

He didn't play any tricks. He wasn't a super genius. He couldn't go beyond the original framework. He simply drew a section along the inner side of the breakwater. This arrangement was very common in the previous world, but it was rare in this world because it was made by reclamation. Before Finnubar came to power, the elves did not need to accommodate so many ships in a port. On the human side...

This arrangement usually appears at the root of the embankment, where the waters are relatively calm and convenient to connect to the land behind. In order to reduce the amount of dredging, it is usually arranged in the deep water part of the breakwater. But these projects are not a problem for Master Xia.

This time he did not say anything, but slowly placed his finger between the island and the breakwater, which was the port boundary. All the Druks held their breath, their eyes focused on the trajectory of his finger. He moved his finger slowly, and then his finger lightly entered the port area, drew an arc in the port area, slowly turned around, and finally stopped on the inside of the breakwater.

The captains and admirals did not whisper to each other, trying to guess Dacus's true intentions. Their professionalism was there. When Dacus's finger was moving slowly, they already knew what Dacus was doing.

"In addition to the previous military dock, the warships responsible for the alert will be docked here." As Dacus's finger moved again, the finger located along the inside of the breakwater moved to the port boundary, and his voice was calm and firm.

"Such a layout will raise the port defense to more than one level!"

"The fleet parked here is simply a natural barrier!"

When Dacus finished speaking, the admirals and captains' flattery came one after another.

The captains have understood his plan. After entering the port area, the warships will maneuver in the turning waters, that is, turn around and dock along the inner side of the breakwater according to the wind direction and anchor. When necessary, the warships will start directly and sail straight out of the port boundary into the vast sea. The admirals see further than the captains. With the command awareness of the Black Ark, they set their sights on the outer side of the breakwater.

"At this position, it is necessary to ensure that the combat ships can be ready to go at any time to guard the safety around the port. This is not a simple defense, but a part of future combat deployment." However, Dacus was not very interested in these flattery. He raised his hand to interrupt the impending flattery. While pointing, he looked at Loccia and gave Loccia the opportunity, "How many arks can be docked along the outer side of the breakwater?"

"Two!" Loccia, who had been staring at the sand table and did not join the flattery, said firmly. After that, he approached the sand table cautiously, stopped at a distance beyond the three swords of Dacus, picked up a baton and pointed at the farthest end of the breakwater, "Without affecting the normal entry and exit of ships, a small one can be docked here. Dastan's Desperate Pioneer can be docked here."

Darkus, who was holding his right hand in his arms, leaning his left elbow on his right hand and dragging his chin, had no expression after hearing Loccia's words. He knew that Loccia was taking the opportunity to sarcastically say that Dastan's black ark was too small while giving examples.

"My God-blessed Tower of the Evil Party can dock here." Loxia of DISS Wandastan pointed to the area along the outer side of the breakwater close to the land and said, "Dear Son of the Sea, the inner side is used to berth warships, and the outer side can also be used to berth black arks. Your design... is too good! A genius design!"

"From a professional point of view, even if the breakwater breastwork is designed to be very high, it is inevitable that splash waves will go over the top of the breakwater with the wind. In Karl Caronde, such splash waves can splash to a distance of more than ten meters from the breastwork. Therefore... it is not suitable to place fixed loading and unloading equipment along the breakwater. If... you have to place it, you can arrange ore yards that will not be affected by splash waves? But... Asheril does not produce ore at present, so I think your design is too good!"

After the flattery, Loxia immediately added a paragraph from a professional point of view. He knew that pure flattery was of no use to Dacus. Unlike other Duruchi, Dacus did not buy into it.

And in his previous observations, he found that the Clarkalond faction had remained relatively quiet. For the sake of present and future interests, he had to seize this precious opportunity. When he saw Dacus's expression after he finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had handed in a relatively perfect answer.

Dacus, still maintaining his previous posture, nodded and approved of Locsia's analysis. If he could, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He couldn't say anything weird like: You have to pay more, reward!

The admiral and the captains looked at Loccia with complicated eyes while watching Dacus's reaction. Then the words of flattery and professional analysis emerged again. Although they were reluctant to admit it, Loccia's analysis was too accurate. He was full of words and left no room for maneuver. Moreover, Dacus did a great job in port planning. It was too perfect and comprehensive.

"Leave this place here for the construction of a shipyard for steel ships in the future." Dacus, who no longer maintained the previous posture, spread his hands to signal the flattery to stop. When the hall returned to silence again, he pointed to the area along the inner side of the breakwater near the dock. Then he spread his hands again and said with a smile, "So... about the expansion of Chapeiuto..."

At this time, before Dacus finished speaking, Cowell, who had been standing not far away and watching, played the role of a supporting role. He was ready to applaud. He looked at Maranul next to him with a funny expression and applauded first.

Seeing Cowell take the lead in applauding, the admirals and captains also followed suit, and the applause quickly filled the entire hall. Although their applause seemed to be full of respect for Dacus, everyone's eyes revealed more meaning. They knew that the expansion plan of Chapeyuto was basically completed, and the next cake-sharing session was the highlight.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed relaxed and warm at this time, but in fact it was like a fully drawn bowstring. The admirals and captains exchanged glances with each other, secretly preparing, secretly weighing how much benefit they could get in the future, and thinking about how to get a place in the cake-sharing through gambling. They were waiting for Dacus' next words, the most important words, and their fiery eyes were always staring at Dacus' every move.

Dacus stood in front of the sand table with his hands spread out. He first glanced at Master Xia. When Master Xia nodded, he responded, then looked at Walter. When Walter took the order, he glanced at the admirals and captains.

Except for the children of the Hell Disaster Family, every admiral and captain pretended to be indifferent, but he knew what they were thinking. Facing such a group of shrewd guys, he smiled faintly, knowing that the next game would be the real contest. He deliberately paused for a while, as if giving everyone time to think about their strategies, while also letting the tense atmosphere continue to heat up.

Seeing that the heat was almost right, he smiled and looked at Serene.

Knowing that it was her turn to appear, Serene raised her hand gently, and the rain outside the hall seemed to sense her call and changed instantly. A stream of water quietly emerged, passed through the air, and gathered towards her hand out of thin air. Her wrist turned flexibly, and the water flow swam flexibly between her palm and arm like a pet, sometimes winding like a snake, sometimes circling like a dragon, changing its form with every movement she made, flowing with a blend of elegance and power.

The atmosphere in the hall changed because of Serene's actions. The admirals and captains could not help but be attracted by this scene, watching her easily control the power of rain. Her movements seemed careless, but revealed an unfathomable control, adding a layer of oppressive atmosphere to the entire hall.

Serene smiled carelessly, letting the water flow entangle and turn between her fingers as if playing, and then she gracefully directed the water flow to the temple area of ​​the sand table. The water flow seemed to have received some kind of instruction, rushing to the temple area at a rapid speed, quickly spreading on the sand table, and flowing more and more complexly, as if drawing a dynamic map.

After a moment, she gently hooked her fingers, and the water flow suddenly solidified, turning into a crystal solid state, firmly fixed in the temple area, and the solid water flow accurately outlined the layout of the future plan.

The hall fell into a brief silence again, and everyone was re-adjusting their mentality, waiting for the next instructions from Dacus and Serene. Serene, who had just demonstrated her power, still stood there with an unusually calm expression, as if what was happening now had nothing to do with her.

"She is the daughter of the sea, the daughter of Matheran. Do you have any questions? Now... I have time, I can answer your questions one by one, or... do you want to hear a story? The story of my travels in Elsing Alvin a few years ago? Or... the sea is there, just within our reach, do you want to see it with your own eyes?" Dacus' voice echoed between the towering stone pillars, with an unquestionable majesty, and his eyes looked around the entire hall while speaking.

As the voice fell, the air in the hall solidified in an instant, and everyone held their breath. Then, the admiral and the captains couldn't help but lower their heads. Those disputes about interests and the game of ambition seemed so insignificant at this moment. They avoided looking directly at each other, which was not only awe of Serene's power and identity, but also a tribute to Matheran, whom they served.

Silence spread, heavy and solemn.

No one dared to speak. The admiral, the captain, and the warlocks all understood that silence was their only choice at this moment. Any question, even a flattery, could lead to terrible consequences that they could not bear.

Matheran is the sea, and Serene is the embodiment of the sea, representing endless depth and unquestionable power.

For a moment, there was only the sound of the sea breeze and the whistling rain in the hall, as if it came from the distant deep sea, with the roar of the waves and the mysterious echo of the deep sea.

"Then... what about me?!" (End of this chapter)