Roland put down the report and couldn't help thinking of the information revealed by Kabradabi.
The enemy from the sky and sea world.
Is it really because there is too much pressure on the devil over there, so that they are unable to take care of the war in the Fertile Plain
The staff is also more and more inclined to this judgment. After all, no matter what kind of tricks are secretly planned, it is hard power that can ultimately decide the situation of the war.
Although the Demon Slayer's thousand-mile attack on the forest terminal caught Ye Ye by surprise, it also revealed his ability and whereabouts—even outside the detection range of the magic eye, its magical aura was still striking to Sylvie. Now that flickering "red star" is residing in the ruins, Sylvie can immediately sense any change.
To put it simply, the devil who invaded Taquila had all his cards, and Neverwinter was still adding new chips.
With enough money and food, the Executive Office launched a new round of military expansion, and this time the scope of recruitment was expanded to the whole country. After Graycastle was unified administratively, its mobilization ability was significantly improved. According to Barov's preliminary estimates, the number of troops provided by various places is likely to exceed 5,000, which is equivalent to the total number of the First Army two years ago.
Among them, the Northland managed by Calvin Kant is the most active.
When the officials trained by the secondary city halls are mature and can fully control the territory, the number of recruits will undoubtedly double again.
In terms of weapons, the work of bolt-action rifles to replace revolving rifles is progressing in an orderly manner. Thanks to the rapid growth of skilled labor and improvements in craftsmanship, mass-reloaded rifles were almost identical to the weapons in the hands of the Marksman—except for the lack of scopes.
Although the revolver rifle has a fast rate of fire, its structure determines its low initial velocity, short range, and poor accuracy. It is more than enough to deal with noble knights, but it is more than enough to fight with a mad demon whose throwing distance is also between 100 and 200 meters. Seems a little short. Bolt-action rifles can effectively make up for this shortcoming and regain the distance advantage for soldiers.
The single-soldier anti-devil grenade developed for high-level devils and spider demons has also been finalized and has entered the stage of mass production. Such weapons with simple structure and cheap materials do not have any technical obstacles. In a sense, it is even simpler than making bullets. According to the current production progress, it can fully catch up with the decisive battle in a month.
Although the First Army lacks relevant training, the ease of operation itself is a major feature of individual grenades, which is fundamentally different from artillery. Historically, this weapon has also been directly put into actual combat, and has been trained and tested on the battlefield, so Roland is not worried about this aspect.
On the other hand, the devil entrenched in Taquila has not changed any more. Agatha and Phyllis judged based on the transmission volume of the red line, the number of enemies should be between 3,000 and 5,000. It may be enough to call it a big battle, but if it was the First Army, this part of the devil had fallen into a disadvantage in numbers.
Due to the fact that the enemy needs the red fog to maintain life, it is difficult for them to cover or deceive in terms of hard power.
This is also the most important basis for the staff to make judgments.
To be honest, Roland also felt that the judgment was credible - the battlefield's speech was evidence, and there was no difference between imagining the enemy to be too weak or too powerful. The only thing he can do is not to blindly command, and let go of the front-line battles to more professional people.
Probably because he is really not a commander-in-chief, he is worried, he thought to himself.
Since you can't see any problems, just don't guess. When the day of the decisive battle comes, everything will be revealed naturally. Roland let out a breath, and was about to rub his aching forehead when a pair of hands had already pressed on his temples, the strength was just right.
He suddenly felt a lot easier.
No need for words, no need to say thank you, this is a tacit understanding formed in four years, and it is also proof that I am not alone.
In the past, he always fantasized about being able to become a corrupt ruling class one day, eating, drinking and having fun all day long. In the end, he has come to this point. The busy time every day has only increased, far beyond the scope of eight hours, and even sleeping has become a problem. a kind of work. It's not that he hasn't complained, but he rarely really stops, which may be one of the reasons.
He is certainly on the way to achieve his goals.
But that is also the expectation of many people.
After closing his eyes and enjoying for a while, Roland turned his attention to another report on the table.
—The discovery of the Iron Armored Scorpion and the Mysterious Ruins.
Although it has not been further confirmed, the credibility is very high based on the strange relics attached to the letter.
This report can be said to have aroused his great interest. Judging from the temple murals, it is not surprising that there may be traces of ancient civilizations in the area of Endless Cape. It is unexpected that such an amazing discovery was made so quickly.
The stone stele wall in the underwater cave reminded him of the stickman-like corpses piled up like mountains in the murals. If the other party was a civilization from a thousand years ago, it should have turned into dust long ago. As a defeated person, it is unlikely that someone will erect a monument for him , then why there are so many monuments is particularly concerning.
All the samples obtained so far have been handed over to Celine for hazard testing. After all, their biggest enemy is the radioactive family, and there can be no relaxation in safety.
In addition, the identity of the discoverer is also very interesting - the other party is not a traditional fjord merchant or explorer, but a self-proclaimed member of the Strange Item Society.
He did not forget the pioneer who died in order to fly in Margery's mouth.
Therefore, after receiving the news, Roland immediately issued an order for the Daqing Port garrison to send the two to Neverwinter City.
He was really curious about this group of people.
As for the giant iron armored scorpion, it was the least important part of the report. Nine times out of ten, it was a mixed-species evil beast, which is why it grew so huge. Now that he has obtained the status of the great chief through the sacred duel, the sacrifice of the three gods is insignificant, and it is enough to hand it over to the local First Army to solve it.
At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door, and then the office door was pushed open with a creak.
"The test result is out? Bring it to me..." Roland raised his head, but the second half of the sentence stuck in his throat. He thought it was his bodyguard who sent Celine's test report, but he didn't expect it to be Tilly Wimbledon. Moreover, her brows raised slightly, and her expression looked rather unhappy.
"Uh..." The next second, Roland realized why she came, "I have a few new bottles of Chaos Drinks here, would you like to try-"
"That... Your Majesty, this trick has already been used." Nightingale whispered in her ear.
"Don't taste it!" Tilly walked to the mahogany table and pressed her hands on the table with a snap, leaning forward slightly, as if she wanted to use her aura to make up for her lack of height, "Last time you said that you would give me one in half a month. How long has it been since the prototype can fly?" She stood on tiptoe and asked word by word, "Brother, where is the plane I want?"