Gently turning a page in the report is the experience and lessons learned by countless soldiers on the Paramer Heights that day.
There were not only Typhonians but also Cecilians at the edge of the blade that day.
Any new thing is imperfect at the beginning of its birth, and often the more advanced it is, the more so. Even if scholars exhaust their efforts to deduce it, even if there is Gao Wen, a person who has accumulated millions of years of experience in three generations, to give pointers, human beings Creation will not be perfect after all.
Relying on the technology and ideas that have crushed an era, the Cecil Legion has swept across the entire southern border and the Holy Spirit Plain, but when facing the Typhons, some shortcomings that have never been discovered before will still be exposed. Although Toyoto took a different route from Cecil, they were already powerful enemies that could allow the Magical Legion to fight with all their strength. In the face of a strong enemy, any shortcoming would be fatal.
"Armored trains are a new thing. Even experienced veterans can only slowly grope for the Iron Throne. It is normal for mistakes to occur during this process," Gawain said as if talking to himself. Finding these flaws in a short period of time and summing them up, this is the most important... "
"The people of Typhon have seen the armored train with their own eyes, and the troops that successfully evacuated will definitely bring back a lot of key information," Amber said next to him. "Will they interrupt the railway construction agreement with us because of this? After all, the armored train Once things enter the territory, the harm caused is not comparable to that of ordinary troops... "
"They will be aware of the danger, but they cannot refuse the great value of railway transportation. I am not too worried about this," Gao Wen shook his head, "But they will definitely find ways to countermeasures, or change the track specifications to prevent congestion Searle-style trains going directly into the country, or emergency breakouts on key inbound railroads...it's all possible."
While talking, he turned his eyes back to the thick report, and he found that there were still many pages behind it, and this heavy report seemed to be far from over.
After turning the next page, his eyes suddenly froze, and the expression on his face became complicated.
On that page, Maryland only wrote one sentence: "... the above-mentioned information about Typhon's military and the suggestions for improving the Changfeng defense line are not my own wisdom. Your Majesty, the achievements of Duke Silas-Roren should not be buried."
Amber noticed the change in Gao Wen's expression, and came over curiously again: "What is this?"
Gao Wen flipped through the pages, and what caught his eye was the scanned and photocopied manuscripts from the Changfeng Fortress' archives.
It was left by Silas Lauren. The detailed information about the Typhon Frontier Legion was written and sorted out by Duke Lauren himself, some came from the reports of lower commanders, and some even came from the former Eastern Border Intelligence. The personnel risked their lives to send back the original intelligence to the fortress.
Written records, hand-painted topographical drawings, the identification features of Typhon's main knights, the new weapons and equipment they used, and even... even the emblem and organization information of the Iron River Knights are impressively included.
On some photocopies, the annotations and marks left by Silas Lauren can be seen, while on other photocopies, there are things that look like bloodstains.
Behind these documents, there is a batch of letters or journals—basically the handwriting of Silas Rollen and Belk Rolland and his son, which record in detail the construction and addition of the Changfeng Defense Line , recording the threat of Typhon's extraordinary legion and the shortcomings of Ansu's state structure at that time.
Gawain saw the letter written by Silas Lauren to the nobles of the capital. It mentioned that due to the construction of Changfeng Fortress, the eastern border was overburdened, and he hoped to raise part of the money. Two Dukes Protector's...
Gao Wen didn't know whether Francis II and the other two Dukes of the country had responded to these letters (mostly they responded, otherwise the Changfeng Line of Defense would not have been successfully completed), but those appeals and calls to the nobles of the capital... I'm afraid it's all gone forever.
Because just like "the vassals of my vassals are not my vassals", the noble lords of Ansu also follow the code of "my neighbor's territory is not my territory".
The second half of the entire report is full of these photocopied materials, but they are obviously not all. Maryland clearly writes at the end of the report: "...the above-mentioned materials are only a small part. In the archive room of Longwind Fortress, we found There are a large number of surveillance records about Typhon and information about the defense line. I will send a complete copy back to the imperial capital after finishing, please wait for your majesty."
Amber came to Gao Wen's side, watched all these things, and finally couldn't help shaking her head and muttering: "It's a pity."
"Except for the history itself, I'm afraid we are not qualified to evaluate the merits and demerits of Silas Loren, but at least in terms of the information, the Grand Duke of the Eastern Realm has left behind a valuable treasure," Gawain sighed, "After replying Maryland, let him make good use of this legacy—his plans for the Long Wind Line, which I approve."
"good."
After putting down the heavy report, Gawain rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, then leaned back on the chair, and while relaxing his somewhat tense shoulders, he said: "Philip mentioned the restrictions on the Griffin Knight... I don't know about Rebecca. How is the project going over there?"
"I went to watch the fun two days ago, and saw they were digging out a giant top-like thing from a deformed shelf," Amber said casually, "Maggie was also at the scene, half-dragon, half-human, There are a lot of iron pieces hanging on the wings, I don't know what they are doing, it looks like a clothes rack... "
"Rebecca seems to be planning to use the principle of dragon flight to propel the aircraft," Gawain smiled. "If she can succeed, it will be a step in the right direction. Even the transitional propeller scheme can be omitted..."
"I'm really looking forward to the day they successfully fly," Amber said. "I've always been curious about what it's like to see the ground from a high altitude, but I can't learn how to control the griffin. What did that guy Pittman say?" He wants to get rid of the druid's animal transformation technique, and then he will turn into a giant eagle and take me to fly, but after ten years of practice, he has turned into a quail, and even if he takes off by himself, I need to kick him down... "
Gao Wen: "..."
This was the first time he had heard that Pittman had such glorious deeds and special skills
At this moment, a burst of footsteps came from the corridor, followed by regular knocks on the door. Gawain raised his head to let the knocker in. After the study door opened, a man in a blue and white uniform A servant came in.
"Your Majesty, a special piece of information," the attendant said respectfully, and handed over a printed copy, "from the Panshi City Government Affairs Office."
"Rock City?" Gao Wen said in surprise, and reached out to take the printout from the attendant. After a while, his expression became strange.
Amber immediately leaned over curiously: "Hey, what's the matter?"
Gao Wen: "The Rock City Administration Department reported that in their prison there was an undocumented superhuman who cast spells and smuggled into the country. He ate and drank in the cell. He couldn't be driven away no matter how hard he tried."
Amber was stunned: "Just this matter? Such a little thing is reported to you?"
The corner of Gawain's mouth trembled: "This person claims to be Bud Wendell."
Amber didn't realize it all at once: "Bud? Wendell, it sounds a little familiar, which one is it... ah! The one that was blown up by Byron?!"
"Wendell is the surname of Typhon's aristocrat. It's not easy to have the same name and surname," Gao Wen said with a strange expression, "This is really... the real world is the most dramatic..."
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Typhon Imperial Capital, Aldernan.
After receiving the order, Andersa returned at full speed and once again set foot on the streets of the city where she was born and raised.
Riding in the Wendell family's carriage, listening to the sound of the wheels rolling over the road, Andersa opened the cover on one side of the carriage, looking at the scenery on the street and the passers-by with some ecstasy.
She knew that she had left the city for a long time, but the changes in the city still exceeded her expectations.
Some old buildings were demolished, and some unfamiliar buildings appeared on the street. Even the houses I knew had strange signs on them, such as xx company, xx factory, misty Aldernan was shrouded in a layer of gray, and a faint and somewhat weird smell filled the fog. This smell was not pleasant, and Andersa frowned subconsciously.
Is this the "new atmosphere in the imperial capital" described in letters from China
Andersa frowned, looking at the hurrying people on the road, she still remembered what this city used to be like, the leisurely and proud citizens, and the comfortable, neither fast nor slow pace here, but the current Aldernan, however, seemed to be winding up a mechanical clock, as if there was a fast-rotating gear pushing everyone, and the pedestrians in his sight were walking fast, as if he didn't dare to waste even a minute, and when they rushed At the end of the street, there are either tall and ugly factory buildings, or tall chimneys...
Most of the city is actually the same as when they left, but a subsurface change seems to have changed everything, and Andersa feels that she doesn't know this place.
As the carriage drove through the long street and gradually approached the Wendell family's mansion, Andersa's thoughts finally calmed down, and she began to think about the things she had to face.
She went home, but she felt that it was not an honor for her to come back this time.
The carriage stopped smoothly at the door of the house, and servants came out to greet them. These people all had beaming smiles—in any case, it is worth these people's happiness for the eldest lady to go home, and apart from ordinary servants, that A familiar housekeeper also came out and came to the door of the carriage.
The butler bent down: "Miss, welcome home."
Andersa poked her head out: "Is grandpa at home?"
"Yes, he is waiting for you in the flower hall."
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