As he said that, he actually took two steps forward and opened his arms, as if he wanted to hug Redd's thigh.
The guards around him were looking at him, trying hard not to laugh.
Redd calmly took a small step back.
"Okay." His voice was not serious, but it made Dawg Russ freeze in place instantly, "You were ordered to intercept the Lys fleet, and you did not defeat the enemy when encountering it. You fought and retreated, and you have done a good job to save all your troops."
Dawg Russ was stunned.
"As for the Lys people's fleet," Redd glanced at the looming wreckage on the sea in the distance, "They don't know what is good and what is good, and have nothing to do with you."
Dawg Lars opened his mouth and almost shed tears - this time he was moved.
His lips were trembling, and he was speechless for a moment. In the end, he could only kowtow again with a choked voice. "Your Highness... Your Highness Shengming..."
The three heads of King Ghidorah next to him were gathered together, and their six golden eyes looked curiously at the human being who was crying and kowtowing.
The head on the left side tilted and made a low whine, as if asking: Is there something wrong with this person's brain?
The head in the middle snorted through its nose, as if to answer: Human beings are all like this, making a fuss.
The head on the right yawned and was too lazy to look again.
Redd reached out and patted Dawg Russ on the shoulder. The force was not heavy, but it made the latter tremble all over.
"Get up." Redd said, "Tell us about the situation over there Lys.
Why don't the governors surrender? What's going on with Daemon?"
Dawg Russ quickly got up, wiped his face with his sleeves, and tried to restore himself to look like a general - even though his legs were still shaking slightly.
"Go back to your highness, Lys..." He swallowed and began to report, "After the general leads the fleet to the reefs, according to your instructions, he will first send someone to Lys to deliver a message to persuade the Three Cities Alliance to surrender.
But Lys Governor Menander not only refused to surrender, but also detained the courier, and assembled a fleet that night to take the initiative to attack us."
Redd raised his eyebrows slightly. "Taking the initiative? Where does he have the confidence?"
"It's Daemon." Dawg Russ's face became solemn, "The scouts sent by the late general heard the news. Daemon's fleet arrived at Lys three days ago and talked secretly with Menander all night.
It's not clear what was discussed specifically, but the next day, the Lys people suddenly stepped up their war preparations, and the Stepstones defenders who were originally hesitant also became tougher - the general suspected what Daemon had promised them."
Redd didn't speak, just looked at the sea in the distance quietly.
King Ghidorah The head in the middle came over, lightly rubbed his shoulder, and let out a low whine.
"I know." Redd said softly, then turned to Dawg Russ, "Where is Daemon's fleet now?"
"This..." Dawg Russ's forehead was sweating again, "I am incompetent, and I haven't heard the exact news yet.
Lys people said that he has left, but his whereabouts are unknown. The general has sent out scout ships to search everywhere, but..."
"It's just that the sea area is too big and I can't find it for a while." Redd finished for him without any intention of blaming him, "It doesn't matter, since he is here, he will always show his flaws."
He raised his head and glanced at the sky. The sun was already setting in the west, and there was a golden afterglow on the sea.
"Recuperate at Stepstones tonight. Early tomorrow morning, the fleet will set off for Lys."
Redd's voice was calm, but with unquestionable pressure, "Since they chose to draw their swords, let them see what real power is."
Dawg Russ put his legs together, bowed and clasped his fists, and his voice was louder than ever before. "I will obey your orders!"
He raised his head and met King Ghidorah's three pairs of golden eyes.
The eyes were still lazy, even a little careless, but now in Dawg's eyes, they were clearly the eyes of a god overlooking all living beings.
He shuddered again and quickly lowered his head, with only one thought in his mind:
In this life, in the next life, and in the next life, I will hug His Highness Dragon King's thigh tightly.
Stepstones is indeed unusually empty.
Redd stood on the dock of Bloodstone Island and looked around.
This island is one of the main islands of Stepstones. According to common sense, even if Daemon is not here, there should still be enough defenders and administrative personnel.
But at this moment, the pier was empty, with only a few dilapidated fishing boats tied to wooden piles, gently swaying with the waves.
The smoke from the village in the distance was curling up. Occasionally, you could see a few villagers looking over here, but no one dared to come over.
There were no soldiers, no officials, not even one who came over to ask "Who is here?"
Redd couldn't help laughing.
"Self-proclaimed King of Stepstones." He shook his head, with a hint of teasing in his voice, "All of my people are in his territory, not even a shadow can be seen.
It's really interesting that this king deserves to be king."
There was a rush of footsteps behind him.
Dawg Russ came trotting over with just the right amount of respect on his face - expressing loyalty without appearing to be flattering.
This is the result of his repeated practice on the boat.
"Your Highness, the fleet has docked. The first batch of 300 people to land are lining up, waiting for your orders at any time."
Redd nodded and glanced at the soldiers who were filing off the ship.
It was obvious that they had not fully adapted to the voyage just now. Many of them were still wandering around on the pier, their faces turning pale.
"Dawg ras."
"The end will be here!"
"This Stepstones," Redd raised his chin, "From now on, I will accept it."
Dawg Las's eyes lit up instantly.
"Bloodstone Island and Gray Gallows Island, these two main islands, you take people to clean them up." Redd's voice was calm, as if he was instructing a trivial matter, "There are three types of people on the island.
Ordinary people, don't worry about it, let them do what they have to do. Those who are ignorant and want to stand up for Daemon," he paused, "Destroyed."
Dawg Russ nodded vigorously.
"If it's someone from Daemon," Redd's eyes fell on Dawg's face, "Capture him and torture him."
Ask Daemon where he went, what he did at Lys, and what his plans are next. If you ask, I will reward you."
"I will obey your orders!"
Dawg Russ clasped his fists and saluted, turned around and walked away. After taking three steps, he suddenly stopped again and turned back with an almost pious expression on his face:
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will dig deep into the ground and dig out the information you want!"
Redd waved his hand.
Dawg Lars didn't hesitate anymore and ran towards the dock. As he ran, he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Gather them all to me! The first team and the second team follow me! The third team stays at the dock to keep watch! Move quickly! If anyone keeps dawdling, I will throw him into the sea to feed the fish!"