Roland was taken aback by the lack of time for this sentence, and he breathed a sigh of relief after asking clearly, "Don't stop halfway through your words, okay? It's weird."
"Do you think five years is a long time?" Agatha frowned, "This rule was accurate in the first and second Battle of Divine Will, but now it's shortened for some reason, and... it may change. shorter."
"I thought you would say that the red moon will come this winter," Roland shrugged. According to the current research and development progress, he will be able to popularize the brand-new firearms in the whole army in another year. As long as the enemy is not invulnerable, the war is not without a chance of winning. The only thing to note is that territorial construction must be developed to the extent that it can support a protracted war, which requires land, population, and resources to reach a high standard, and have enough strategic depth to allow when the battle is lost. Temporarily retreat to preserve vital energy.
Therefore, the difficulty lies not in the weapons, but in the need to build two or three industrial cities to continuously provide population, arms and food for the war. Logistics guarantees victory, and personnel guarantees logistics. Overall, he found that what he lacked most was a reliable leadership team in charge of cadres and clerks. Without these, even if Graycastle was unified, it would not be able to integrate it into a complete war machine, and maybe those nobles would drag themselves down.
Sure enough, the countries that can be beaten are countries with higher education penetration, which is not true at all.
"What is this weapon called?" Agatha suddenly changed the subject, "I remember you called it a 152mm fortress at the time..."
"Fortress standard artillery," Roland added, "there will be a naval gun version in the future."
"If you can fill the entire city wall with weapons like this before the red moon appears, we might be able to resist the devil's attack. Listen to Kemer Strell, the ones I did in the chemistry lab, They are also part of the artillery, right?" Agatha seemed to have made up her mind, "I will do my best to produce liquid nitrogen and liquid oxygen for you, as long as you can."
"Don't worry," he comforted. "We will overcome the devil."
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"Is that all you have to do today?" Evelyn stretched out her finger and tapped the wine in the jar, dipping it on her tongue, and the spicy taste seemed to be stronger. According to His Highness's request, the purer the liquor, the better. The best liquor can even contain no water, and every drop is pure and mellow. Although she feels that the liquor she brews is getting closer and closer to His Highness's statement, it can be compared with the word "delicious". Instead, it's getting farther away.
"Yes, thank you for your hard work," the manager of the winery put the serial number on the wine jar and nodded to her, "Please say hello to His Royal Highness on my behalf."
"Can these... really be sold?" Evelyn wondered, with her experience in running a tavern, I am afraid that few people can accept such a spicy taste.
"This, I don't know either," the other party smiled, "but every once in a while, someone will come and ship a batch, so I think some people like it."
Evelyn's heart was relieved. If no one wanted to drink this, it would not only be His Highness's failure, but even herself would lose value... Fortunately, it was not what she thought. It seems that His Highness is worthy of being a great nobleman. The taste of the nobility. She smiled, "Then I'll go first."
Leaving the winery, Evelyn walked back to the castle through the cold and windy streets, and the warm air suddenly surrounded her. The inside and outside of the house were like two worlds. She took a deep breath, took off her coat, and brought the warmth closer to her.
This kind of comfortable life was completely unimaginable before, either huddled by the brazier with the family in winter, or curled up under the quilt. What is the difference between this scene in the castle and the kingdom of God declared by the church to be like spring in all seasons? And His Royal Highness also said that the heating system should be popularized in ordinary residential areas, so that the people can stay away from the severe cold of the Demon Moon. She doesn't know how many church believers have arrived in the kingdom of God, but here, witches known as the devil's minions and ordinary civilians have experienced this first. If those believers know about it, I'm afraid they will itch with envy.
His Royal Highness is indeed an omnipotent person.
Across the hall, Andrea, Ashes, and Shavi are playing poker.
"A pair of eight!"
"I'm sorry."
"A pair of two! I won," Andrea said with a smug smile, "Ash still has six cards, the most remaining, hand over the ice cream IOU!" Then she turned her head and beckoned to Evelyn He waved, "Hey, do you want to play together?"
Evelyn couldn't help but wonder, "What is an ice cream IOU?"
"It's a bet," the other party waved his hand. "Whoever loses the most IOUs has to hand over the next ice cream loaf to the winner. How about, let's have a try?"
Evelyn was quite hesitant. This was a rare opportunity to have a conversation with the battle witch. If it was on Sleeping Island, both Andrea and Ash would be second only to Lord Tilly. Rarely seen, let alone actively invited themselves to participate in their activities. Moreover, Fighting the Landlord is really interesting. The rules are simple, but they are full of changes. It also requires the cooperation of teammates, and you can play casually for a whole day. but…
"Uh, the final exam is coming soon, aren't you going to review it?"
"You mean the assessment of the basic coursework that night?" Andrea Nunuzui, "It's all very simple things, you can answer them without reading a book."
The other two nodded.
That's right... Andrea is an aristocrat, and her knowledge is better than everyone else's. Ashes and Shawei can read and write. In this way, she is the most backward one.
"I... still don't play," she hesitated for a moment, "please continue, I'll go back to my room to read first."
Leaving the slightly unexpected three people behind, Evelyn quickly ran back to the witch's building, pushed open the wooden door of the residence, and found Candlelight sitting at the table in the living room, practicing the math problems after the textbook.
"you're back?"
"Well," she suddenly felt a lot more at ease when she saw the burning flame of her practice, "How's your review going?"
"It's not bad, the natural and arithmetic parts are a bit difficult to understand," Candlelight said with a smile, "How about you?"
"Me too," Evelyn nodded. "Let's gather up the things we don't understand and ask Miss Anna at night."
"OK."
Listening to Teacher Shujuan, these books were all handwritten by His Royal Highness Roland, and they were also part of his knowledge. Evelyn thought to herself that compared to the ability she was born with, at least she could make progress through hard work. Even if the nobles no longer like to drink spicy liquor, they can still be a teacher in the territory and not be useless. For this reason, she opened the textbook almost as soon as she had time, nibbling on those esoteric vocabulary and arithmetic. Anna, the scroll and Wendy's room were all her frequent places.
She had the bottom of the last exam, but this time she firmly believed that it would not be the case.
So, let's set a small goal first, surpassing Maisie! she said to herself.
(., Your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-10-20 04:11:40