Alien world

Chapter 491 148. "Militia"

Dozens of eyes inside and outside the hall fell on Annan at the same time.

Among them, the little spider contributed eight eyes.

"Lord City Lord, I must remind you..." Ingrid carefully considered her words: "Love is free, but your body is very fragile..."

"I didn't say anything!" Annan blushed: "What are you thinking? I'm just trying to win the favor of the elements."

"You better be."

Annan's malicious eyes suddenly fell on Fast's face, which was opening his mouth.

"Okay, let's continue to deal with the Mad Dog Archduke's attack." Itilia's gentle voice brought the discussion back on track.

"Are they enemies?" the old orc asked.

"no doubt."

The ferocious scars on the old orc's face twitched with its ferocity: "We used brutal means to kill a group of militiamen, turned them into skeletons in front of everyone, and controlled them with fear!"

The lobby of the City Lord's Mansion became quiet again.

"I think you are a bit extreme..." Annan looked out the window, "Your Highness, is there anything you can do?"

"Let mankind surrender under the majesty of the blue dragon!" Ilimoyasi unfolded her dragon wings that seemed to cover the sky and the sun, making the hall dark.

Blue dragon deterrence is a good idea, but Annan is worried that there is an archmage hiding among the militia.

A newly adult blue dragon cannot deter so many people, if there are tens of thousands of militiamen.

"I have an idea."

Everyone's attention returned to Annan.Ilimoyasi folded her dragon wings, and the sun shone into the hall again.

"The mad dog Archduke drove tens of thousands of militiamen, and the problem that restricted the development of Liberty City was the small population..."

"You want to capture the militia?" asked Ingrid, who was standing in front of the door.

"It should be said that he was persuaded to surrender."

No one had an opinion.Itilia also felt that this was more appropriate than slowly attracting residents. Those recruited into the militia were all young adults, and buying slaves would take dozens of days for them to recuperate.

The leaves of the World Tree in Annan's arms suddenly activated at this moment, and a strange and elegant female voice sounded: "Did your floating city encounter an accident?"

Annan came from the hall to the corridor and asked, "Who are you?"

Not the blue-haired elf, nor the elf mentor...

"You forgot me so soon? It's so sad..."

Annan confirmed that she was still an elf mentor: "Justice Mad Dog is preparing to attack Liberty City...how did you know?"

"The spirits of the forest discovered them."

Annan was moved: "Can they come and help me?"

"I'm afraid not... they don't want to leave the forest."

"Then thank them for me... Do the elves in the forest like anything? I can send them some."

The "Elf Mentor" on the other side of the leaf of the World Tree said with a smile but not a smile: "If there is a work of art."

"I think magical images can also be considered works of art..."

Finally, she was invited to come to Free City as a guest. The room in the City Lord's Mansion was large and comfortable. Annan put away the leaves of the World Tree and just raised his head, he saw a few heads retracted in the corner.

……

The machine called Liberty City began to work.

Since there is no city wall, Annan planned to let the tireless skeletons stare north. The price is that the skeleton ratmen expanded to 300 and almost drained the magic power of the necromancers.

Then let Elton, the elf rescued from Betar City, try to contact the elves in the forest--Dara can't, the dark elves and forest elves always fight to the death.The dusty magic cannon was moved out of the warehouse - but installed on the merchant ship.These valuable, valuable cargoes and the merchant ships themselves need more protection than the Free City itself.

Dean Blehim said nothing. He proved his position with actions-temporarily handed over the matters of Solz Magic Academy to the deputy dean, while he stayed in Liberty City, taught Lilith, and occasionally taught students at the school. Let's go to class.

Mr. Swaro didn't say anything, but Alice's presence was the answer - in a real critical moment, Annan would jump out without activating the talisman.

The third musketry team barely scraped together 1000 men - but they were not real soldiers. They only trained every morning and continued to work in the afternoon.

There is another good news——

The shadow of the Mad Dog Archduke is gradually approaching. What puzzles Girardi is that neither the upper echelons of Liberty City nor the ordinary residents have a sense of urgency. It is as if a group of strange soldiers are about to invade an unknown city. The answer is simple, experience How could the residents of a city besieged by a rat tide be afraid of a group of militiamen?
And don't forget that Liberty City is a floating city...it just never floats.

Girardi had no way to intervene in Liberty City, and he had nothing. He could only watch them continue to build the city, maintain farmland, and dig canals to divert water as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps Ingrid saw that he was too idle, or she was too busy, so she began to give him some easy government affairs for him to learn to handle.

The busyness unexpectedly allowed Girardi, who had been suffering from insomnia for several months, to have a good night's sleep. Then the government affairs that needed to be dealt with increased. The busyness brought fatigue, and the sleepiness made him sleep better. A virtuous cycle...

In mid-April, Mad Dog Archduke’s team arrived around the Watch Territory.

This means Annan's new residents are not far away.

click-

The door was pushed open without a knock. Annan was just about to pick up the book to show off when he saw Ingrid's frosty face.He had never seen Ingrid like this.

"What happened?"

"We made a mistake... the Mad Dog Archduke is not a normal nobleman." Ingrid looked solemn.

"so what?"

"That devil...he drove all the civilians away."

"What does 'all' mean?"

Ingrid's eyes flashed with incomparable disgust: "Men, women, old people, children..."

……

The sky in the Astra Tundra always seems to be gloomy, and not even tens of thousands of people can dispel the desolation here.

The long procession marched for several days.

This seemingly migrating team was driven by knights from the central part of the principality to the north.During the long journey, people kept escaping and falling behind.

They didn't see the people who escaped, nor did they see the stragglers.

Some people said that they saw those people being driven together by knights and killed on horseback.Some people didn't believe it and continued to run away, and then never saw that person again...

"Are we bad people?"

In a long queue that stretched for miles, the little girl holding a dirty doll followed the adults in front.

"No."

The man responded briefly, seeming to put all his strength into taking steps.

"Then why do the knights of justice drive us away?"

"do not know."

"Will I be like Tommy, and have my intestines crushed by a knight's horse?" The weak and trembling little girl stopped after saying, "I guess not, because I can't walk anymore."

The little girl raised her head and said to the man who also stopped:

"Uncle Como. Can I tell you my will now..."

(End of this chapter)