Chapter 507: Multi-line Planning

"My Administrators will subsequently break down the grand plan into secondary and tertiary levels; everyone should focus on the parts closely related to themselves. If there are genuine difficulties or if you believe the plans are unreasonable, raise them in a timely manner."

Sinuoli was willing to give more subordinates opportunities to select those who could understand his management philosophy through practice; dissolving the most urgent external pressures meant there was a certain amount of room for trial and error.

"You brat are getting more and more cunning. Is Agelimu going to Eight Peaks to be your hired thug? Sigh, well, with everything waiting to be rebuilt, one has to think of some way. Geerya-Edan has been a hero in the Badlands for so many years; going to the Great Green can at least be considered some bragging rights."

After the assembly, Sinuoli summoned Belegar alone. The true master of Eight Peaks had used a provocation tactic after meeting the newly ascended Demigod, and the Slayer King also wanted to test just how much power this so-called Authority held.

The two hit it off immediately; that very night, they organized a Helicopter squadron and raided Jinshicheng. A strike poured with fury collapsed the shoddily built fortress. No matter how prepared the Warlord of the Red Fang Clan was, he could not sleep alongside the war-boars that pulled his chariot.

Without his famous mount to maneuver and pull, he was forced to trade blows with Agelimu. After less than a dozen exchanges, he was cut down by the axe before his heavy-armored personal guards could arrive. The serrated greatsword, passed down through the Red Fang Clan for a thousand years, became a new collection piece for Slayer Keep.

Belegar recounted this surprise attack with lingering fear; if Edan had held on for even a moment longer to let the Greenskins set up their ranged firepower, or if a Shaman had been fast enough to cast a spell to disperse the hovering Helicopters, both of them would have been trapped in the midst of a massive army. It was not impossible that they could have been surrounded and killed if their luck had been bad.

"Back to Eight Peaks, how is the situation at the fortress now?"

"As previously agreed, I have temporarily sealed the entrance hall leading to the deep tunnels, concentrating the vast majority of activities on the surface and shallow layers, releasing limited manpower from guard duty as much as possible to invest in reconstruction and production."

The days as the last bloodline of the Angrund Clan made Belegar understand the mysteries of war, while his time in Keladeluomen allowed him to accumulate valuable experience in internal affairs; in terms of details, Sinuoli was not as skilled as him at mobilizing manpower.

"The first challenge is population; newborns are the hope of the future but also the pressure of the present. The second is the enemy: Black Crag and Tuobeishan, one to the east and one to the west, like daggers pressed against my ribs. Because of them, I have lost some highly experienced scouts."

The master of Eight Peaks took a sip of wine. Sinuoli had set the tone at the previous assembly, and he also knew that his number one supporter was facing even more and greater challenges.

"I will give you the fullest support in money and grain; the worst case is just importing from Zhendan. You can also concentrate the children in Gaoyuanbao or somewhere else, so you can free up your hands to act."

Sinuoli remembered the promise the couple had made earlier to send their son to him for instruction. Now that the war had come to a temporary pause, the little one, on whom the ancient clan pinned high hopes, had reached an age of understanding.

"As for the enemy, I suggest starting with the reconstruction of the fortress cluster, performing preliminary restoration on those peripheral strongholds. This sounds a bit counterintuitive, right? But this can effectively buy time for you and for me."

Spreading out a map, Sinuoli drew several lines connecting the middle section of the World's Edge Mountains, enclosing Eight Peaks in the center from the northeast and northwest sides. In the Golden Age, these sub-fortresses located on the mountain spurs were a major asset in its competition with Everpeak.

"Facing small groups of enemies, they can effectively block them and avoid interference with the fortress's development; if they have major movements, they can also provide timely warnings. Compared to repairing the Earth Vein Network hubs that aren't currently in use, this is more practical."

"Do you believe they might have major movements?"

"Hard to say, and impossible to say. You know, my grasp of their situation is not as extensive as yours. What you can do is prepare as much as possible; what I can do is provide you with support in a timely manner."

Looking at Belegar's eager eyes, Sinuoli sighed. Both Greenskins and rats were races that could not be measured by common sense; behind them were not only gods but also their own hidden agendas.

"Understood, I will go back and organize personnel to survey and plan."

The detailed discussion regarding the new batch of plans had not yet ended when Agelimu returned from Valaya's Gate. After a few days, his surging power had stabilized; clearly, he had gained something in the Mother Goddess's Divine Kingdom.

"Have a couple of drinks and chat?" It was the same meeting room, only the seating between the two Dwarfs had changed from face-to-face to side-by-side.

"To have today, I must thank you and the honored god Kelage for your generous guidance. The Ancestor Goddess has designated you as the leader of the revival of the Qunshan; I, on behalf of the Dragonbeard Clan, will forever support this decision."

Agelimu raised his wine cup and spoke very seriously. Beyond being a powerhouse, he was a leader who understood what a monumental achievement it was to integrate the forces of Order to recover the Southlands and Eight Peaks.

"Thank you for your support. I, as always, recognize the leadership status of Karak-Kadrin in the North World Edge Mountains."

Sinuoli clinked his cup. Before the Slayer King's breakthrough, he indeed had the intention of extending his reach to the north, but times had changed; hadn't Agelimu also vied for the title of High King in the past?

"Good. When I go back, I must find a way to recast my armor; at that time, I will inevitably seek the support of the Rune Smith Guild."

"Haha, I am happy to be of service, but having been busy with government affairs and campaigns all these years, the craft my master taught me has been cast aside. Besides that, do you have any other arrangements? We are separated in the south and north; if there are major movements, we must keep information flowing!"

"Take back Karak-Angul; the Grudge of the Red-Eye Goblins is time to be settled! I will follow your example and formulate a five-year plan. Once I have the time, opening up the Changya Zhilu, connecting the land route to our Norsca kin in the Julongzhixiang mountains, and even taking a trip into the Chaos Wastes to pay respects to the honored god Grimnir must all be put on the agenda!"

Agelimu brandished his iron fist; he had plenty of things he wanted to do and plenty of places to vent his fury.

"Good, good, good!"

Sinuoli clapped and laughed; having him remain active in the north could also, to a certain extent, alleviate the pressure on Eight Peaks.

"Pass my order: have Duoleikesen come to see me immediately!"

After sending off the two Dwarf Kings in succession, Sinuoli finally had time to worry about his own affairs. Soon, a sturdy, dark-skinned clansman appeared in his office. This was a collateral branch of the Weifengbao royal family who had joined his command through the path of his sister-in-law, Pamila.

"Take your men and repair the Obsidian Turntable all the way to Eight Peaks! The faster, the better!"

Duoleikesen was a reliable Master Stonemason who, as a "trusted person" through nepotism, commanded the Obsidian Warriors—a special engineering team Sinuoli had specifically formed for building spirit-vein structures.

They took a vow of secrecy before the Holy Fire in the Xianzu Dating, never to reveal a single detail about their work. Previously, they were also responsible for repairing the plaza passages around Valaya's Gate.