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Chapter 237 Running to "Freedom"

The train that Cecil was looking forward to came sooner than expected, thanks to the assembly business started by the God of Forge.After so many years, the level of smelting in the Middle Kingdom is indeed the best in the country. Basically, it has all the relevant talents. The accumulated results allow the God of Smelting to easily build a train factory.

For more than half a year, before the Expo of Everything, Cecil focused all his energy on the train, neither Alexander nor Amber could attract his attention.

"I have a hunch, as long as the train comes out..." Cecil muttered to himself.

"As soon as the train comes out?" Langdon asked.

"As long as the train comes out, the world will change." Cecil murmured as if sleepwalking, "I can't get rid of this thought, I... just think so."

Langdon smiled and gave Cecil a kiss: "Don't worry, my king, I will be your strongest backing."

Langdon had indeed done so, and for the past few months he had replaced Cecil in almost all the work that a king should have done.

He gave support to the industrial mages and transported supplies for Maibei Valley. Due to the closure of the Ebo tunnel, he had to find a way to build a magic gate in Ebo and keep the logistics unblocked in an expensive way.

Command the various internal affairs of the Middle Kingdom, ensure the normal operation of the common people's clothing, food, housing and transportation, and find ways to further improve the level of trade.Due to Rochester's hostility to common goods, Tambunita, Gretel, San Panier and San Benzie were destroyed at the same time, and Crandall fell into civil strife, and the consumption of luxury goods dropped sharply in an instant, and businessmen in related industries in the Middle Kingdom complained. , It all depends on the difficult transformation of national loans or trying every means to reduce inventory.

The sales performance of the magic-breaking steel and the infrastructure industry is thriving at this time. Even if the magic power uses magic to learn the production method of the magic-breaking steel, the threshold of rich experience is still a big mountain in front of the copycats. There are no various observation tools here. , It all depends on the feeling of the foundry, if relying on magic, it will increase the price of the magic-breaking steel and reduce the output, which does not meet the positioning of large-scale industrial products.

The chaotic situation has brought abundant weapons orders, but the Middle Kingdom can't sell all the good things at once. It is more suitable to pick and choose, only the broken magic steel is left, and even the nitroglycerin is tightly covered.

The Gay Knights reorganized internally, and the knights who were originally assigned to various royal families and big families withdrew one after another, which greatly reduced the source of news. Langdon felt blind, and his eyes were darkened, so he had to try his best to guess and act, which naturally consumed more energy.

The above is still in the case of the stability of the Middle Kingdom’s high-level management. Thanks to the same background, many immigrants, and no interest groups have yet formed. In a chaotic world, the stable Middle Kingdom absorbs idle talents like a sponge, making labor-intensive industries happy. Extremely, for example, the cotton textile industry, which is also a strategic material, has seen its monthly performance rise again and again, and the supply owed can finally be filled.

When Langdon received the request for help from the Green Bank Elf, Langdon thought about ignoring it, at least not letting Cecil know, but after pondering over and over again, he finally reported the news. Cecil is his king, even though the other party I didn't think so.

"Why did Alexander attack the Green Bank elves?" Cecil asked haggardly with his eyes flushed, "Does he want to annex Green Bank? I thought he would go for Crandall's idea."

"Crandoll can't swallow it in one bite, and..." Tifa's fingers unconsciously stroked the pendant on his chest, which contained Wagner's soul, "I think Alexander has an unreasonable hostility towards the Middle Kingdom. It's not normal that Wagner's tortures are mostly not about the Gay Knights but about the Middle Kingdom."

Cecil rubbed his eyes and said wearily: "Okay, let the industrial mages go out, and we will also send people there."

After several years of rectification and training, the standing army of the Middle Kingdom has reached a certain level. The only problem is——

"Time." Langdon said, "Alexander will destroy the magic gate of Maibei Valley as soon as possible, and the Eb tunnel is closed again..."

"Who said the tunnel is still closed?" Cecil said suddenly, a long-lost smile bloomed in his eyes, "It can be opened."

The king riders sat up straight unconsciously, and solemnly looked at His Majesty the king who was serving him. Although this young man was cute and holy, he never ostentatiously talked about key issues, rather he was too low-key.

Mai Beigu's security team couldn't help sighing when they saw the magic gate outside the valley collapse.

"We don't have magic aircraft, do we?" A guard rested his chin on the stone fence at the top of the city gate, looked at the densely packed "golden tax collectors" below and said, "It means we are trapped here. Unfortunately, the supplies There are too few, if there are a bunch of bombs, I will blow up these guys, all the good things are in Moon City!"

"You can also cross the Luofeng Mountain Range." Another guard looked up to the sky, "Speaking of which, the Luofeng Mountain Range is so high now, much higher than before."

"That's right, our 'old men' and 'old ladies' have been like this since they came here." The security guard who started the conversation sighed, "I don't know what's the use."

"It's useful. At least it's more difficult for mages in the west to go to the east. Don't think about climbing mountains."

"So it's not turned over, okay?"

The two of them had no sense of tension, not because they were afraid, but as the security team, they were already prepared to die, and their wives and children at home had already made a living with insurance, so what is there to be afraid of?

There is nothing better than stealing a few years of happiness from a soul who should have gone to purgatory long ago.

They chatted happily for a while, and suddenly found that the "golden tax officials" outside the door retreated in an orderly manner, and finally lined up in front of the gate of Maibeigu to form a defensive line to avoid being pursued.

"How did you get away?" The good guy from the security team was surprised, "It's all pushed here!"

"Could it be that you think we're ready to fight?" Another person was pleasantly surprised.

"No, it's not...they're going to the tunnel!" The good team yelled, "Quickly, find a way to notify the country!"

There are many ways to communicate in this world. For example, the parchments of the Gay Knights are more useful than magic. Unfortunately, Burton does not allow the parchments to leak out, but Mai Beigu does not need them either. There are more convenient and faster message transfers than parchments. Law.

"On the [-]th, there was news that the Rochers had retreated from the gate of Maibei Valley." Langdon said with a sullen face, "We have to hurry, they acted too suddenly."

"Don't worry, we can make it in time." Cecil was full of confidence, "Distance is not a problem!"

Alanster never thought that the Loshers would directly invade Green Bank just like that. He noticed the movements of the Losers, and they were very covert, but they were elves, born and bred here, and everything here could not be hidden from them.He was very puzzled by the actions of the Rochesters. These people did not make a big attack and took the Green Bank elves as slaves, but just passed by quietly. When the elf spies were cruising not far away, they only got gold. eyes.

This disregard for treatment continued until the elf spies discovered that the team of gold tax collectors was carrying huge equipment, and the construction materials for the Might and Magic Gate could not be loaded into the space bag, and needed to be dragged by open carriages. The subtle shape, the green bank elves who are proficient in magic, can recognize it at a glance, not to mention the traces and rivers formed by countless magic coins in the magic energy, the special smell of magic powder, and the positioned spellcasting materials in bottles and cans.

To the east...with a magic door?

Although Alanster was reluctant to admit this guess, where else could be to the east of them?

There is a magic gate from Ebo to Maibei Valley and it is free. Alanster doesn’t think that the people of Luoxie are kind enough to help Moon City install the magic gate—yes, there is no magic gate in Moon City so far. This is Cecil’s intention. For that.

What's more, this is the most suitable summer flowering season for waging war, with abundant grassland and strong livestock, and the latitude of this line is the most suitable climate for outdoor operations.

Cecil once made a comparison. The equator of this planet is exactly in the ocean between the northern and southern continents. There are only sporadic small islands. Luoxie is actually at the same latitude, which is about the same location as Beijing. It is extremely cold in winter and it is not suitable to go out. In summer, the temperature is around [-], and as long as there is shade, it is very cool. It is really suitable for launching a war.

The green bank elves are intelligent and sensitive, and this is the source of their disaster. This time, too, the gold tax officials realized that it was the Might and Magic materials that had been dragging after they noticed the disappearance of the green bank elves. They rushed straight to the nearest The city of Green Bank attacks.

The city construction of the elves is not very solid. On the one hand, they are not good at this kind of work and magic. On the other hand, Crandall, Saint Panier, and Losher have been secretly putting pressure on them, asking them not to build city defenses, otherwise be considered offensive.

This is of course an extremely shameless statement, but the Green Bank elves endured it for the sake of peace. They usually bluffed and created an image that would rather bend than bend, but in private they exchanged the freedom and dignity of sporadic compatriots for hundreds of years of peace. So did the victims.

Today, for the first time, Alanster has doubts about such a strategy.

The city is burning, and the city wall formed by the plants has turned into a wall of flames. The green bank elves are spawning plants with high water content, trying to maintain the city in this way, and the other part is forming an army, bravely resisting the attack of the gold tax collector. .

A gold tax official stood out wearing a full set of broken magic steel. He was tall and wielded a hammer noose in his hand. The iron ball at the top was bigger than any elf's head!

The elves are indeed slender, more nimble and agile, but relatively naturally lacking in strength.

The gold tax officer used the hammer noose to throw out a large space. The elves chanted spells while avoiding it. The ground under their feet instantly grew steely vines, wrapped around the enemy's legs and feet, and spread upwards trying to drag him down. fell to the ground.

The sound of chanting the incantation sounded, and the mage troops of the gold tax collector stood up, chanting the incantation loudly under the guard of the heavily armored soldiers, the sky became dark red, and then a large number of fiery red clouds gathered, and the whistling and the sound of the wind sounded at the same time, Alanster raised his head and looked at the falling meteorites——

Combined Meteorite Art, a must-learn spell for war masters!The diameter of the burning meteorite can reach more than ten meters. The impact force of the landing alone is enough to destroy the auditorium-level house. It can only be resisted with protective magic, because the meteorite has a body, it is a real stone!

This is where the green bank elves suffer. They can give birth to seeds and even resurrect life, but other than that, magic is common. They can only watch the flame meteorite destroy their homes, and flee around howling, so as not to be contaminated with flames.

Faced with the sudden attack of the Luoxiers, Alanster issued an emergency national mobilization order, and at the same time sent news to Maibeigu and the Middle Kingdom. To his surprise, the road to Maibeigu had been cut off, and the elf spies had no life. Also, the news that "reinforcements are coming" soon came from the Central Kingdom.

Alanster announced the good news to the whole country: In just two days, people from the Middle Kingdom will come!two days!

If the Middle Kingdom really started to act after receiving the news from the elves, then this is already an incredible speed. After all, it is very troublesome to gather people. Cecil was quite emotional when he was in school. Wen likes to explore new themes, and military themes are naturally among them. He just learned a little bit, and Jory built him an emergency operation force based on this—of course, the main reason is that it is expensive, and the standing army is nothing but the research center. Another thing that would make Russell's face full of pain.

Alans heard bad news not long after. The captives who escaped told about the new discovery: "Their goal is the Eb Tunnel! The Loshers are going to take over the tunnel!"

Alanster's expression was full of despair. He stood on the watchtower, watching the Luoxie army coming like a tide.

When did the elves become so weak that they dare not even run away?Obviously, as long as you pass through the Luofeng Mountains, there will be a large expanse of grassland. The Highgarden elves even survived in the ice and snow, and we just huddled in the warm jungle and waited for the savior?What are we now?What are we?Elf?No, we are just slaves without chains.

The wooden city gate was finally breached, and the gold tax collectors cheered. The heavy armored soldiers went first, the battle mages were in the formation, and the field medical mages—this trick was learned by Alexander from Cecil, and the effect was very good. Not one to rest on his laurels - logistics, installations come last.

The gold tax officials waved their sharp long swords, and first they chased the walking elves on horseback. When the elves climbed to the top of the tree, they shot their flaming swords at the big tree. "Black oil", as long as it is ignited, the water can't be extinguished at all, it is enough to burn a tree, including the elves on the tree, into black charcoal. This is lucky, some elves will run for hundreds of meters before falling down after being ignited .

"Don't scratch your pretty face, it can be sold for a high price!" A gold tax official laughed wildly, "Cut off your arms and feet, just to prevent you from escaping in the future!"

The green bank elves have been carefully trying to figure it out, struggling to survive in the cracks of the magical country, and trying every means to stay alone. Today, the nightmare they have been avoiding has finally come, right in front of them.

Alanster quietly walked down from the watchtower, wearing the armor and rapier he had prepared in advance. He shouldn't have come, but he must find a way to buy time for people from other cities to escape, so, regardless of other people The objection came to him.He looked around at the people around him. They were all the ministers who had accompanied him since he was a child and assumed the duties of the Green Bank elves. The magical brass helmets carved with moon and cloud patterns covered their handsome faces.

Look at the equipment of the Rochesters and then look at ours. We have already made friends with the Middle Kingdom. Why haven't we changed at all?Still using a magic helmet and a wooden staff.Why haven't we been able to make strides forward?What else do we have to fear, the worst nightmare has become a reality, so what fear?

"This will be our last battle." Alanster stood behind the wooden door of a mansion in the city, where the surviving local elves gathered, "Since then, the Green Bank elves can finally abandon the spiritual The shackles, the pursuit of freedom."

Some elves were thoughtful, some looked blank, and some had red eye circles.

Alanster rode on his beloved horse, stroked his braided white mane, and looked at the door calmly: "Open the door, we will take the initiative this time."

The gold tax collectors looked at the last house in the city, but what they thought about was the Eb Tunnel. The Green Bank Elves have always been under their noses. Considered in capsule.

"Once the Eb Tunnel is blocked, we'll..."

The door dotted with vines, fruits, and the sun burst open, and Alanster rushed out like the sun, riding a white war horse with a silver cloak flying behind him.It's handsome, really handsome, but the bloated white on the battlefield represents a bigger target, and the cloak is more likely to be hooked by inexplicable things, pulling the owner's posture.

Alanster's speed made up for the cumbersome attire, and he rushed into the front row of heavily armored soldiers like white lightning. These soldiers were covered in armor from top to bottom, even the horses. There was only one place where they could achieve a one-shot kill— -neck.

A column of bright red blood sprayed out, the body of the heavy armored knight was still shaking, Alanster had already dodged to the next target, the heavy armored knights had to leave a certain gap to avoid hitting each other, this gave him a chance, Pillars of blood appeared in the air one after another, turning the air into blood.

"Follow Your Majesty!"

"Follow Your Majesty!"

Countless war horses galloped out, and the elves were very good at riding, and soon rushed into the lineup of the gold tax collectors. There was no identification of friend or foe in magic, at least group magic such as "Great Meteorite Art" could not be used. The gold tax collectors had to use instant melee magic and drew their weapons at the same time. Fortunately, they hadn't seen industrial mages—all of them were dead—and they weren't shameless enough to hold maces. Hold the staff properly, but the outer layer will be covered with steel spikes.

Several elven knights were knocked off their horses, trampling on them was enough to kill them. The gold tax collectors in Lochere like to wear gold. The military uniform is made of gold and red, representing gold and blood. This dazzling color is pure white Like countless tiny lightning bolts, they continued to cause blood loss in the Luoxie battle formation.

Regrettably, these attacks are just like needle pricks and scratches, and they can't shake Luoxie's mature plundering system at all.This battle lasted only ten minutes. Alanster was hit in the ribs by a magic missile that flew over from nowhere. All elf knights would heal their bodies with constant healing magic. Normal damage would not have any effect at all, but this is not Alan. Ster suffered the first injury, his white helmet was already stained red with blood, his cloak and battle wind became red and white and mottled, his eyes were dizzy and black, and he fell to the ground after regaining consciousness. Cheek against the slate, against the blood and mud.

"Look, look, who is this noble man?" The commander of the gold tax officer came out. He was an elderly man with rough beard and squinting eyes. Very greasy, "Isn't this His Majesty Alanster? I'm so sorry, do you want to change into a silk dress for you? I know that the skin of elves is relatively delicate, and my elf slave can't sleep if she doesn't sleep on the silk mattress Ha ha ha ha!"

Countless laughter rang out, and Alanster could hardly speak. The severe blood loss made him unable to concentrate. He heard those words, where are these guys going next?

Yes, Boue Tunnel... Tunnel...

Using Might and Magic, paying a high cost, trying to block the Buai Tunnel before the Middle Kingdom reacts, and restoring the two sides to the previous barrier state, everything in the west is naturally within reach.Taking down the Green Bank Elf, Mai Beigu, and St. Panier who originally belonged to Crandall, Loschere's map can be more than doubled to the current one. This should have been a foolproof strategy.

Alexander and his subordinates have carefully studied that the Middle Kingdom will not be able to arrive in time without the Maibei Valley Magic Gate anyway. It will take five to six days at the earliest, and this is still under the condition that the other party can successfully assemble the army.

"Does the Middle Kingdom have an army? Is it composed of merchants and farmers?" Someone said this, and everyone laughed.

Looking at the railway station at the exit of the Buai Tunnel, the gold tax officials were all discussing what a train is, but of course they couldn't discuss anything. They easily captured this railway station. After all, there was no one stationed there. Not enabled yet.

The gold tax officials inspected the train station inside and out, and found nothing special, not even traces of magic energy, which is quite normal.

"After all, it belongs to the Middle Kingdom." Commander said loudly, waving his index finger, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"

Alanster was dragged onto the platform weakly. He was wearing shackles around his neck. They were not very strong and were just insulting. He looked at the empty railroad tracks and platform with a blank expression, without saying a word.

"Your Majesty, I heard that you have a good relationship with the central king?" The commander said with a smile, "I really can't tell, you still have this hobby, but you don't know who is the girl between you and him? Who fucks who?" ? If the second child is not used, it is better to cut it off, and the value can be sold at a higher price!"

The gold tax officials laughed out loud. This kind of insulting scene was happening all the time. The only regret was that the insulted objects always did not respond.

The commander said a few more slanderous words, and it was quite boring not to get a response. When he was about to evacuate, a dull and regular voice sounded from a distance...