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The night is bright with few stars and the spring breeze is blowing gently.
After dinner, Di Lanxue and his party didn't even have time to rest for a night, so they rushed back through the starry night. After all, everyone was the leader of a force and shouldered too many responsibilities.
Regarding the follow-up treatment of the Black Flame Order, Downton gave in, also in order to avoid consuming too much energy. The final decision was that except for Delankfurt, which was not allowed to exist, the remaining areas were left to Holy Lily to handle it with full authority.
, but Downton will receive 20% of the annual income, and information will be shared.
Holy Lily agreed and even took the initiative to increase the share to three. She didn't know what else to think about.
Because Nefarian's body was blown into dust, there is no direct evidence, and his true identity is inherently mysterious, so many people do not believe that the Black Flame Pope is dead, especially those diehards who resisted to the death, but lost
Leader, their rebellion is of no use.
Nicole said nothing about dealing with these bastards and ran to the northern front with his troops to face Ancelotti.
Downton thought that these guys had lost Princess Adjani, the Demon King's favorite, and would definitely counterattack with all their strength and try to rescue her, but they stopped trying.
After Ancelotti retreated to the Kuye Mountains with the remaining legions, he established a defense line based on the terrain.
There are too many demons, and they are constantly coming out of the portal. Downton has the confidence and trump cards to kill them, but what will happen next?
The Holy War has just begun, and the situation in each war zone is still unclear. Downton will fight to the death, which may attract more evil gods.
"At least don't kill the people from Delankfurt."
As the king of a country, how could Downton not have any selfish motives? So he suspended his offensive, seizing the time to recruit troops, train people, and at the same time hoard supplies crazily.
In China, the soil rich in fire elements in the Western Region is a barren land for other crops, but the volcanic coffee brought back by Downton from the lava secret realm can flourish. Its unique and mellow taste can enhance energy and replenish magic energy.
The effect made it very popular among the upper classes and became an essential drink on the tables of the nobles.
Successive years of bumper harvests have allowed the farmers to make a lot of money. At the same time, Downton's taxes have also been reduced. Volcano coffee has become one of Delankfurt's flagship products, but this year, Downton issued a strict order.
Plant volcanic oats, and anyone who dares to grow coffee privately will have his whole family exiled.
The Holy War does not know how many years it will last, so Downton needs a lot of food. After all, if there is food, the country will not be too unstable.
Abroad, Downton began the road to dictatorship. Using the threat of the demon army as an excuse, he began to intensively train reserve forces.
Everyone knows that the officers in Frankfurt have the highest quality. But everyone also knows that once all the soldiers on the front line die, these reservists will become Downton's most powerful supporters.
For a moment, the nobles were panicked. They asked for help from their loyal overlords, but in the holy war, no one had any extra legions to send to suppress the battle. The accompanying envoys did bring a stern letter of condemnation from the king, but even Downton's face
None can be seen.
Downton has become an unshakable behemoth. Compared to Heinrich, who cherishes feathers more, he doesn't care about his reputation. He just wants to let more people live.
The titles of dictatorship, dictatorship, and tyrant began to be spread by those nobles with ulterior motives.
Downton didn't care. He toured the country and actively prepared for war. Especially in order to speed up Krupp's military industry, he launched military industry cooperation with Lombardy, Brittania, Twilight, and Saint Laurent, poaching
A large number of top engineers, forging masters, magic pattern masters...
The explosion of talents has also greatly accelerated the progress of Downton's various weapons experiments.
Amid this busy schedule that makes people want to lose weight, summer has arrived.
The Doomsday Legion of Hell led by Ancelotti was defeated and lost Princess Adjani. She was condemned by the King of Demons and then sent Ranieri to take over the position of supreme commander.
Upon the arrival of this old commander, the first order was to launch a summer offensive. The northerners could no longer be allowed to leisurely prepare for war.
Nicole stood on the front line and had a great fight with the opponent. She followed Downton's instructions and did not let the Death Totem fight. Instead, she mixed with the Northern Alliance troops to let them get used to fighting demons as soon as possible.
This was actual combat training. As for the unlucky ones who died, Downton could only mourn in silence.
In other war zones, the fighting has also begun to calm down. There is no other way. After months of fierce attacks without achieving much results, the Evil God Army also needs to rest and recuperate.
Small-scale combat is normalized.
Since the start of the Holy War, arms sales in the Downton Hills Free Trade Zone have reached a new level. Perhaps sensing the crisis, the natives did not hesitate to spend large sums of money to purchase weapons and equipment.
Downton certainly doesn't mind making a fortune. In his opinion, this is a war destined to affect the entire continent. Dragon Hills will be involved sooner or later. Instead of arming the natives by then, it is better to first
Let’s talk about selling some weapons.
All kinds of daily supplies are traded in bulk, but other items cannot be sold. Even the indigenous people's favorite drinks are ignored.
In war years, food and arms are always the most cost-effective goods.
The study was very busy.
"what happened?"
Looking at the report sent by Abagong, Downton frowned. This month's transaction volume reached the lowest point in history.
"Two reasons. First, the wealth accumulated by the indigenous people over the years has almost been squeezed out by us. Second, the indigenous people who were originally opposed to the free trade zone began to spread rumors and agitate everywhere, saying that we would steal their wealth again.
Wealth, so we must use swords and guns to snatch it back!"
Abagon explained.
There are so many indigenous tribes living in the Dragon Hills that it is impossible to be monolithic. Some of them are anti-Drankfurters from beginning to end.
The natives who bought arms from the tribes who were second-rate traders, or who obtained them by killing people and selling goods, felt that their strength had improved, so they naturally formed a bandit group and began to plunder everywhere.
It is the nature of any race to get something for nothing, so these bandit groups grew rapidly, so that the largest groups began to boldly attack the free trade zone.
"Go and get the casualty report, and also call Suarez and Bloodmaul."
Downton ordered.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, give me half a month, and I will pick off all the heads of those bandit leaders and bring them to you."
As soon as Bloodmaul entered the door, he shouted loudly.
As the person in charge of the indigenous people in the hilly area, he naturally understood the recent bad situation, so he signed a letter of guarantee first to avoid being scolded.
In the past, Bloodmaul thought that everyone was in a cooperative relationship and had an arrogant attitude. However, after Downton killed Heinrich and had a powerful overview, he understood the situation clearly and put his tail between his legs.
Su Ya said nothing, he knew that His Majesty must have his own opinion.
"The casualties are huge!"
Downton frowned.
"The ones who died were all inexperienced recruits."
Blood Hammer explained, "Those bandits, that is, scabies, can't afford to make a big splash."
"Do you think there are other forces behind these bandits?"
Downton asked.
"Master, are you worried that the Evil God Army will occupy the hills? Will the natives be the vanguard and attack us?"
Su Ya guessed Downton's worries.
"No way? The living environment in the hills is so bad, and the natives are so stupid. Will the Evil God Army spend this energy to integrate them?"
Bloodmaul knew the virtues of those natives. He could learn them in a goose-stepping manner for more than half a month. He would probably smash their skulls and drink their brains before the Evil God Army opened their mouths.
"Strictly speaking, the vast Dragon Hills is a huge strategic depth, which can be regarded as our retreat. If the Evil God Army sends a mountain force to garrison, hiss, if they start a war with the demons on the northern line, they will suddenly emerge from the hills.
Killed out..."
Su Ya gasped. Even a novice who didn't understand military affairs knew how serious the consequences would be. You know, the hills bordered Frankfort, which was Downton's home base.
"Go check it out and send scouts deep into the hills."
Downton ordered.
Su Ya took the order and left.
"As long as tribes with more than a hundred people are counted, you can arrange for guides and inform the chiefs that I will entertain them in the free trade zone!"
The warship carrying the guide and envoy set off and flew over the Dragon Hills.
The skull-crushing tribe.
This is a large ogre clan deep in the Dragon Hills, with a population of over 100,000, and nearly two-thirds of the men who dare to fight. In fact, by the standards of the natives, even women have terrifying fighting capabilities.
"Leave the invitation, you can get out!"
The one-eyed ogre guarding the door didn't even have the intention to let the envoy in.
"What did you say? Do you know who I represent?"
The messenger was furious.
"Isn't it the Hand of the King named Downton?"
One Eye smacked his lips, looking disdainful.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, several guards pulled out their war blades and glared angrily. They must die if they dare to insult His Majesty.
"Haha, how dare you make noises even if you are a miscellaneous fish?"
One Eye and his subordinates looked at these humans who were several times smaller than themselves and laughed at them.
"Don't fight, calm down."
The guide quickly reassured him.
"You will pay for these words, let's go."
The messenger gave One Eye a hard look, turned and left.
"Aren't you going to invite us to the banquet? Where are the invitations? Leave them here!"
One Eye also has information channels, and has already known the purpose of these people from other tribes.
"Humph, want to go? No chance to go back."
When the envoy came, he had already received instructions, and the tribes that did not surrender were ignored.
"Little Chief, these humans are very arrogant. Otherwise we will hang them."
A guard suggested.
"It's useless. These guys won't succumb to death. Didn't you see just now? Just a few people dared to draw their swords in front of the gate of our tribe. Gee, it seems they really worship that Downton."
One-Eye teased and glanced at the guide. Besides, he couldn't take action while this guy was here, otherwise he would offend the Bloodmaul alliance.
"What are you going to do? If you offend Downton, you will die."
The guide complained.
"Haha, if he has the guts, he will come to the hills and chop off my head."
One-eyed disdain, he has a backing. (To be continued.)
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