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Volume Two [Dark Tide] Chapter 517 Prelude to War

The original relaxed atmosphere in the room disappeared. After hearing Camilla's report, Roddy's brows grew deeper and deeper. Not only was he angry, he also had an indescribable sense of crisis.

As he said to Melinzel when he was drunk before, it will be a matter of time to find the dead. He is not only studying spells these days, all the research projects of magic towers are not just aimed at benefiting people's livelihood such as "artificial rain". Large-scale research and development on war is the main theme of Elson City. However, although Rordy puts the research and development on the undead early, it does not mean that he has the power to attack the undead at any time-if there is another three years, he will be confident that the undead will never come back.

However, when the orcs made a clear preparation for attack, if the undead were inserted into the battle at the same time, now Roddy was in an absolute disadvantage.

Thinking of this, Roddy asked carefully: "Take the cavalry to investigate it carefully, without letting go of clues. It is best to run into the opponent's unit and test it. I want to know their intentions."

Although the undead and the Karen kingdom have always been "wellwaters do not commit river water", local small-scale warfare is one of the best ways to test high-level intentions, and this is also true for orcs.

Camilla knew that this was an alarm bell that the war was about to begin, and quickly took note of Roddy's order to be executed, but he took two steps and was stopped by Roddy: "Is this news just received?"

"Yes, the intelligence information has not passed through other people."

This is the characteristic of Elson City-the "guardian" has absolute control over the city, eliminating redundant procedures that can lead to leaks.

"This way ..." Roddy frowned for a few seconds, adding: "Block all the messages and keep the order as secret as possible. Remember not to let those Rasiman mages see the problem."

Camillera knew why for a moment, then turned and walked away. It was Melinthella, who was still wearing high heels, and said, "I am also going to Rasiman's mage, you are not afraid that I will say it casually? Would you imprison me?"

Having experienced the glacial plains, she had strong confidence in Roddy. At this time, she didn't think he could encounter any problems at all, so all this was a joke. But Roddy didn't have time to joke at this time, waved his hands and sighed: "It's a bit troublesome, I have to think about the countermeasures first."

He wasn't worried whether Mailinzela would leak the news, and the latter narrowed his eyes with satisfaction for this trust, and then seemed to arbitrarily slump the wooden collapse, reached out and cast the "mage's hand", from the side shelf I picked up the book "Monsters and Their Places of Origin" and flipped over: "Then you slowly think, I'll just wait for dinner."

The newly transfigured gown disappeared, revealing her original red robe. But because she was lying on her back too casually, Roddy felt suddenly dazzling in front of his eyes. There was no stockings or safety pants. He raised his eyes only to realize that it was Melinthera's unintentionally long legs. .

With a tall figure and a high-heeled buff, Meilin Serra can be said to be buried as a supermodel ... but she doesn't seem to think that there is anything wrong with this posture. She flipped through the book with interest and raised her long hair pressed behind her. Changed to a more "paralyzed" posture and leaned on the collapse.

Roddy felt inexplicably dry, but Camilla reported that the news was pressing down his chest like a mountain, making him inadvertently appreciate the "beauty" in front of him, and had to cough and turned to the desk aside.

But he certainly didn't know that Mei Lingsela behind her ears turned red at this moment, staring at the catalog of "Monsters and Their Places" for two minutes without seeing a word.

Sometimes people always do things that they find inconceivable. Although Melinzela is a dragon, she also experienced some inexplicable tangles at this time-she doesn't know why she wants to do this, but she has some control in her heart. Stayed, but shy and regretted after doing it, but she could n’t take her legs back now ... but when she turned and left, she could n’t help but scolded Roddy asshole, so she did n’t dare to look at him when she was angry. Two eyes then express it.

In short, it's all Roddy's wrong!

But Roddy couldn't care less about her mood at the moment, because the situation now made him really anxious.

He looked at a series of preliminary agreements written by Houdini on his desk before leaving, and frowned completely into the word "Chuan". This stack of agreements contains not only magic techniques such as scroll arrays, but also plans to build a new deep-water port in southwestern Everta and joint development of multiple projects.

In other words, the value of these letters of intent is worth hundreds of thousands or even millions of gold coins.

Although Elson City possesses high-tech magic technology, the most important problem is that there is no deep population and wealth base. This is like a gold mine found in a village in a poor mountainous area. A simple vein can't make the village rich immediately. A series of investment promotion, infrastructure construction, and access to electricity must be carried out to increase the per capita wealth here.

In other words, this "joint venture construction" of the Rahman Kingdom has largely determined whether Elson City can gain a firm foothold and develop rapidly in the next few years. The key to whether the two sides can work together is coincidentally on the "cobalt gold mine"!

"If you were to give up your strategy elsewhere, you can't take a step back here ..."

Roddy stared at the marked ore vein on the outskirts of the Gondola Mountains, silently opened the "urban construction column", and began to retrieve the research results of various "research and development departments" since this time-he needed to count what he currently has How many cards are there to see if you can fight against undead forces?

In the afternoon, Nata, who was riding a reachable duck, hurried back to Elson City.

It was not as good as it happened. Roddy was worried that he could not confirm the specific movement of the undead. Nata's arrival couldn't be more timely for him. However, when Nata, a servant of the wind and dust, stated the news he had observed, the little luck he had originally had was gone ...

"The undead are preparing for war. Although some obstructions and obstacles can be seen, the signs of assembly here, here and here are very obvious ..."

"I saw these on my way back-including patrolling undead forces here. They have begun to extend their tentacles outwards, and seem to be preparing to set up outposts outside the Gondola Mountains."

Nata did not know about the attack on the cobalt-gold mine, but simply described what she saw and heard, and took out a hand-drawn map to explain in detail for Roddy. This is also one of the required courses of "Raider". It is well-founded to detect and locate the enemy ’s movements and judge the enemy ’s intentions. These knowledges are taught to Nata carefully, and now her judgments are in line with these. Experience common sense.

"It seems Augustine is going to be tough this time."

Roddy originally thought that the other party would be dragged by Parliament for a period of time because of a setback in his plan, but he did not expect that he could push the war so strongly. Regardless of how much Augustine has lost in the deal with Parliament, Roddy must now face the fact: what should he do as the "Prime Minister of the Cabinet" if the undead army comes straight to Effta?

"The situation is not optimistic," he wrote down the key message on the parchment, and then asked, "what about the orcs?"

"I'm afraid worse."

Nata glanced at Melincela, who was already sitting in a side position, and nodded, and continued: "The vanguard of more than 20,000 has assembled and set off, and the heavy team that follows is more than 30,000."

"Their direction ... is facing Everta."

"Sound the alarm! Go! Light the flames! Quick! Quick! Quick!"

A team of scouts who had just returned from the edge of the grassland broke the tranquility of the village. Although this team had only five people, their horses were all tall, and at a glance they could be seen as valuable warhorses. The sound of kicking and tapping echoed in the village, startling a bird.

"When! When!"

The metal alarm bell, which was shipped from Hollier City only three months ago, was not bulky, but the bell rang out far along the wind. Within two minutes, the "beacon fire" specially set up in the middle of the village was ignited, and a raging flame caused a black smoke to slowly rise, as if wiped heavily on a clear sky.

Soon, one after another the black smoke ignited. Not long after, similar flames were set off in all villages across the border.

After the initial panic, the villagers soon began to evacuate under the orders of the guard officer. Their movements are fast. Obviously, most people are mentally prepared for the situation that appears today. Both the elderly and women and children try to keep their mouths shut and keep silent. There is no chaos that often occurs when they flee.

The standard scout team in the village was promoted from eight to twenty-five in half a year, and more than half of them were veterans drawn from nearby forts. In the process of villagers slowly retreating to the fortress, all 25 scouts and leader captains had been equipped with combat leather armor and blades. They checked the standard hard crossbow in their hands and turned on their horses.

Whether it was the alarm bell, the torch, the war horse or the excellent equipment on them, everything began to change gradually after the Duke of Angmar realized the orc threat. While all the nobles mocked Angmar for "spending money", the duke resisted tremendous pressure, pressed the nobility of the nobility in the territory, and carried a series of resources to the villages on the border.

This transmission continued until the sacrifice of Duke Angmar and Sally inherited the title, and even more. More and more farmers have become professional soldiers who take the army, and more senior veterans have been promoted from the bottom, replacing the maggots that occupy their positions-and all efforts have finally started to bear fruit today ...

Except for a fast horse newspaper scout running towards the fortress, the other scouts did not hesitate to run in the direction of the prairie. Another village, seven kilometers away, also dispatched a team of twenty scouts after receiving the warning, and gathered and moved forward at the designated location.

Twenty minutes later, on the vast grassland, an orc advance team of fifteen people encountered a total of forty-five scouts. The howling orc wolf cavalry launched an assault with excitement—they have always accepted the notion that "humans are very weak" and they don't feel that these human cavalry can threaten themselves.

So a wave of crossbows shot head-on ~ www.readwn.com ~ let them experience the horror of "equipment suppression" straightforwardly.

Four unlucky orcs were shot through the body on the spot and fell directly to the wolf.

The rest of the orcs started a white-blade battle. Although the scout team could not form a neat charge formation, with the impact of the tall war horse and the long iron blade in their hands, they shouted slogans and tore in the roar Broken the orc team in front ...

"For home!"

"Guard Everta!"

In the blood, the orcs' war of aggression against Everta and even the entire Karen kingdom began.

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It was originally written in the afternoon, but was called out by a phone to do something else, and now it is even more. Father-in-law will be discharged tomorrow, and he will get up at five o'clock to go to the hospital. It is estimated that the discharge procedure will be completed in the afternoon, and it will be placed in a nearby hotel for postoperative examination, so the update will be the day after tomorrow. After four days of checking and confirming that I'm okay, I can fully focus on this side, but I will write some when these days are free, and try to slowly adapt to the rhythm of the day.