All the villagers looked at Hiccup in disbelief, because to them, these Dragons were simply too obedient, as if they were being controlled.
Because when these Dragons heard commands, their movements were particularly uniform, and while a Dragon's nature is to be active, these Dragons stood in place like true soldiers, waiting for their officer to speak, not daring to move an inch.
At the same time, this reminded the villagers of Berk Island of themselves; although they were also Vikings, they couldn't achieve the same level of strict discipline as these Dragons.
Sometimes, even when the Chief was speaking up front, they would be talking among themselves, and at the end, they would even ask, "What was the main task today?" Clearly, they hadn't listened at all.
So, a Viking immediately stepped forward and asked, "Hiccup, what method did you use to make these Dragons so obedient!"
"These Dragons are like they've been enchanted, becoming puppets in your hands, with no unnecessary movements!"
"This is simply amazing! I've seen so many armies, and their discipline isn't even as good as these Dragons right in front of us!"
Listening to the villagers' discussions, Hiccup smiled faintly, then looked at the villagers and said, "You can all achieve this too!"
"On the battlefield, strict adherence to orders is not just about military appearance, but also a manifestation of strict discipline! It can also enhance everyone's combat power!"
"Let them understand in their hearts that what is fighting is not an individual, but a collective!"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Vikings present began to burn with the flame of battle, for to these energetic Vikings, fighting was the only way they could vent.
When there was no fighting, they would even have two Vikings fight each other to release their boundless energy.
However, the discipline of these people could hardly be called discipline; individualism was extremely severe, and the concept of a collective was completely vague to them.
Although there was cooperation during battles, everyone was overly ambitious, always taking risks to do things beyond their capabilities, and regardless of the consequences, they would just rush forward with a hot head.
Therefore, when they heard the phrase "strict adherence to orders," they all felt it made perfect sense and wanted to achieve it.
Stoick, as the Chief, was even more eager to know how this was trained. If the Vikings could be as disciplined as these Dragons, they would certainly win many battles!
So, as Chief and also Hiccup's father, he directly waved his hand, signaling the villagers present to be quiet, then looked at Hiccup and asked, "Then how exactly did you do it!?"
Hiccup's lips curved slightly upward, as if he had already anticipated that he would ask this.
So, Hiccup said in a very cold tone, "Berk Island will never harbor waste! Since these Dragons have submitted! Then, any Dragon that disobeys orders! Can only become food for other Dragons!"
"That's why these Dragons are exactly as you see them now: very docile and obedient! And they are absolutely obedient to me!"
As soon as Hiccup's words fell, the villagers present felt their minds go blank, all finding it very difficult to accept the reality before them.
In their view, Berk Island was originally an island that loved peace, and there could absolutely be no war maniacs present.
This current situation, didn't it mean that Hiccup was forming a Dragon army? If the scale became large enough, would he lead all the villagers to invade other villages?
When Hiccup gained land, wealth, and slaves, would he become bloodthirsty and cruel, no longer the Hiccup of the past?
Everyone felt that this Hiccup was very unfamiliar, as if they had just met him.
Hiccup looked at the disappointed expressions of the villagers before him, and he couldn't help but speculate in his heart, "Is my method too terrifying?"
"If I were to be a saint, sooner or later I wouldn't see the sun of the next day! And Berk Island would sooner or later be annihilated by those pirates!"
After all, this is the North, where Vikings live, most of whom are pirates, and even if they are not pirates, they take pride in becoming one.
Are they waiting for the pirates to wipe out the people of Berk Island before they think of resisting? If they don't become strong, they will sooner or later be destroyed!
A great man once said, true peace is always within the range of a cannon!
So, Hiccup directly shouted, "You keep shouting about protecting Berk Island! Are you just going to use your mouths?"
"Once we have Dragon partners, whether other Dragons attack the village or pirates dare to attack our Berk Island! We can drive away those enemies with our Dragon partners!"
"Only when we are truly strong will we not need to sign contracts with any tribe, nor seek refuge; we can protect ourselves!"
After saying this, Hiccup decided not to say more, after all, everyone understands the principle, and there's no need to explain it too clearly; even if these Vikings are foolish, they would absolutely not be willing to become vassals of other tribes.
After saying these words, Hiccup directly commanded, "First Squad, continue training the Dragons! Second Squad, continue leading people to build warships! Third Squad, take care of these young Dragons!"
"Remember, when taking care of these young Dragons, you must teach them to speak human language!"
"Everyone! Do you understand!?"
"Understood!"
All the Dragon Knight Squad members answered in unison, even giving the illusion that these Dragon Knight Squad members were like one person.
"Roar~!"
These Dragons each went to their respective posts, and the Vikings' enthusiasm remained undiminished from before. They followed the Dragon Knight Second Squad to build warships.
Hiccup, meanwhile, collected all the surrounding eggshell fragments, because these eggshell fragments had faint elemental power on them, and if ground into powder, they could also be formulated into magic potions.
Then, he flipped onto Night Fury's back and headed towards the Blacksmith Shop.
After all, the Death Song Ballista was the true killing machine, and the Red Death's weakness was not just the easily explosive methane in its mouth.
The Red Death had two other weaknesses. The first was its immense consumption, which is why it stayed cooped up in the volcano, waiting for other Dragons to bring it food.
If any unlucky Dragon brought too little food, it would simply eat that unlucky Dragon.
The second weakness was its wings. That's right, its wings. In the original story, when the Red Death was falling at high speed, it was because its wings were burned, so it couldn't dissipate the force.
Finally, it hit the ground hard and exploded directly!
If its wings had been intact, the final outcome would certainly have been the Red Death escaping with severe injuries, rather than blowing itself up.