Chapter 496 The Great Earthquake of the Western Territory
"The Death Riders are loyal to Rosicky!" Downton would not expose his identity without his permission, but the other party gave him a look, and he immediately understood, "By the way, he is Celes' brother, Sherman
His Highness the Prince of the Empire!"
"What?" Andrea was surprised.
If Rosicky wants to return to Xueman, he needs too many allies. Andrea's background is naturally the one he wants to win over. Even if he doesn't cooperate in the future, he still needs to become familiar with her.
Compared to Celes, Rosicky's political literacy is much higher.
Watching the two people talking, Downton wisely stepped back and left time for them.
"Downton, you have so many trump cards. Is there anything else you're hiding from me?" Melissa chased after her, teasing with a smile on her face.
This woman was wearing a tight short skirt today, her two big white legs were exposed to the air unbridled, and her breasts were squeezed round and plump by the V-neck dress, revealing a deep career line.
"You are the secretary, not my staff officer!" Downton replied casually.
Seeing that Downton was looking at him intently and paying no attention to her, Melissa took the initiative to reach out and hug his arm.
Downton immediately felt two balls of soft flesh squeezing over him.
"I have something to do, you go handle the logistics, don't follow me." Downton didn't want to leak the secret of the dungeon to others, so he spoke sternly.
Melissa originally wanted to argue, but when she saw Andrea and Rosicky staring at her with warning eyes, she had no choice but to give up. She knew that she was insisting and would be thrown out of Morning Mist Town if she didn't get killed.
"Damn it, how much have you hidden?"
Looking at the three people leaving, Melissa hesitated for a moment and gave up tracking. The female officiant was too difficult to deal with. If she was discovered, the gain would outweigh the loss.
"I have to write a report and report to the Governor. The value of Downton is much higher than expected." Melissa did not dare to neglect and left in a hurry.
In fact, there is no need for Melissa to be too busy. This battle was already eye-catching, and now it has produced such an unexpected result. The carrier pigeon has already carried the information to half of Frankfurt.
In the palace, the king is entertaining Marquis Boas.
"Haha, it seems that the commoner gave a pretty perfect answer. Placido is going to have a headache this time." After listening to the whisper of the chamberlain, the old king laughed happily.
"Oh? What's wrong?" Boas asked in a playful manner. He had actually guessed the result.
"The two dragon-slaying captains died and the mercenary group was destroyed. Unexpectedly, that civilian actually had a high-level demon as his servant." The king shook his head. "He is really calm. If it weren't for these two mercenaries,
If the group bothers you, Placido will definitely suffer a big loss."
"Definitely, but with his strength, he is still no match for the Duke of the West." Boas frowned. He had been an opponent for many years. How could he not know Placido's secret cards?
"No matter what, his vitality will definitely be severely damaged this time. I must kill him." The old king took a sip of wine and had no intention of enjoying the singing and dancing on the high platform.
Boas knew that the old king's time was short, and he wanted to clear out the four great dukes for his son before he died, otherwise he would not be able to secure the throne after he ascended the throne.
"I'll leave the rest to you, don't let me down." The old king felt mentally and physically exhausted. If he failed, the whole of Frankfurt would probably be involved in the war.
Boas felt very heavy and got up to leave.
The main city of the Western Territory, the Duke's residence.
Dofink took the battle report, his body was trembling, and he didn't dare to go in.
"Why were they all wiped out?" Dofink recalled the scene when he first met Downton last year. How long had it passed before he actually had the power to defeat two established mercenary groups?
Comparatively, I have wasted half my life, living like a dog.
"Get in!"
When Placido heard the maid's report that Dofink had been standing outside for a long time, his brows suddenly wrinkled and he had an ominous premonition.
"Master, they failed!"
Dofink gritted his teeth and was ready to be beaten.
"What did you say?"
Placido didn't react.
"The first two teams of savages and Indians are finished." Dofink tremblingly read the information.
"How can this be?"
Placido was dumbfounded, and then grabbed the battle report, quickly browsed it, and kept muttering in his mouth, "That is a team of more than 20,000 people. Not to mention the cooperation of multiple arms, there are nearly a thousand
Magic user, why did you fail?"
The maids were as quiet as ice and hid away, not wanting to be tortured and killed by their master.
"Less than a hundred of that untouchable's subordinates died? Are you kidding me? Barbarians? Where did these guys come from?" Placido was extremely depressed. "And there are high-level demons? My emperor.
Polo, the three-headed super beast, what virtues and abilities does he have, why do he get their favor?"
The Duke of the West did not know that the barbarians only died in single digits due to their own strength and the protection of the warrior armor. Most of the dead were hilly natives, otherwise he would be even more angry.
"Master, what will you do if you come down?"
Dofink asked cautiously. He knew that the Duke was in trouble. Downton was in trouble in the Western Territory. There was no possibility of peace talks between the two sides and he must be annihilated.
"You go prepare a generous gift, I want to talk to Priest Falfo!"
Placido was not a reckless man. After getting angry, he began to consider reality. With his current power, he could still defeat Downton, but the losses might be heavy. Therefore, in order to avoid being left behind by other dukes after victory, he must find allies.
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"It seems like there will be heavy bleeding this time."
Placido plans to hire a Templar Knights through Falfo's relationship. No matter how powerful Downton's Skull Dragon and Demon are, they will be greatly suppressed in the face of sacred attacks.
Downton didn't know that he had been regarded as a formidable enemy by the Duke, otherwise he would have to cry to death.
In the dungeon, Andrea looked left and right curiously.
"Yes, it is the architectural style of St. Jutland. The location of Polusna has always been a secret. I didn't expect that I would find out today."
The female officiant was a little happy, after all, this was also a record created by her motherland.
The square of the Duke's Palace has now been turned into a maintenance shop, and several Krupps are working overtime.
"boss!"
Seeing the arrival of Downton, the giants stood up to say hello. Except for the bad environment, they were very satisfied with their current life. Both the food and clothing were much better than those in the Lava Secret Realm, especially the fine wine, which made them feel better.
Taste buds are soaked in happiness every day.
Andrea's eyes were immediately attracted by the steam airship parked on the marble floor. These steel monsters were shuttle-shaped, twelve meters long, and the widest part in the middle was five meters high, which was the crew cabin.
"Well, it's nice to be able to fly, but wouldn't this be too...unsafe?" The hostess originally wanted to say simple, but in order to save Downton's face, she changed her tune.
There's no way, these steam airships are full of patches. The iron sheets are welded everywhere, and they look like beggar's outfits. They don't have any mechanical beauty or atmosphere of the hobgoblin era, and instead look like garbage eliminated from the scrapyard.
"I don't know, but I believe in the skill of Krupp's blacksmith." Downton looked at these broken spaceships and couldn't guarantee it, but he couldn't take away others' face with his words.
"It's definitely no problem. If you're worried, you can be the first to test-fly." A middle-aged giant sprayed foam and patted his chest as a guarantee.
Rosicky curled up his lips. Worried about being the first one? He was not a fool!
"How is the progress of the project?"
Downton is still waiting to bomb the enemy.
"It will take a week at the earliest." The giant rubbed his hands and felt very embarrassed, "This is our first time to repair an airship. Every part needs to be studied. The next one will be fast."
"Well, try not to make mistakes." Downton encouraged. "I will ask Abagong to upgrade the food to a higher level. You have been more tired recently."
"Know!"
Krupp had been working day and night. From his son's mouth, they learned that the boss was fighting a war. If they won, their status would be higher. Maybe they could even get a fief.
"With all due respect, even if it can fly, how are you going to attack the enemy? Throw stones?" The female officiant made a gesture of smashing something and couldn't help but tease, "If I remember correctly, it should be a transportation tool.
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"It's just smashing things!" Downton added in his heart, "It's just that it's an improved goblin bomb!"
It was a matter of life and death. The female officiant asked in detail, and Downton told everything.
"Goblin bomb? Isn't that one buried underground?" The female officiant was fairly knowledgeable and got the point right.
"The boss changed the design drawing."
Krupp replied.
"You can do it. I didn't realize it, but you're still a mechanic." The female officiant didn't place her hopes on these weapons that haven't even been tested yet. To increase the chance of winning, troop strength is the key to genuine products.
Downton shrugged his shoulders, not bothering to explain. People who have never seen aerial bombing certainly don't understand the advantages of the air force.
On the ground, the chase is coming to an end.
The Foreign Legion discovered a situation, the ogres were snatching their heads, and their eyes were full of contempt.
"Male, you are just low-level hill natives, why are you so arrogant?" the orcs cursed.
"Bah, a group of cowards dare to criticize us. Believe it or not, I will kill you?" The ogres thought they had participated in the defensive war and were direct descendants of Downton, so they had the confidence to clamor and fight for their masters.
"It's just that the owner has kept these guys for nothing. He only has a dog that can still listen to barking. If you want to tell me, just drive them all out of the town."
"Yes, take back their land. I heard that these guys were either slaves or refugees before. If their masters hadn't taken them in, they would have starved to death."
"My homeland was invaded. I didn't talk about defending it. I just stayed aside to watch the show. Now I'm jumping out to pick fruits. It's really shameless."
"You bunch of idiots, don't you even think about it. If the master fails, will the new mayor allow you to continue living on the border?"
The orcs blushed at the ridicule. If they had not been led by sensible companions, they would have started fighting. However, conflicts and fights still occurred in other places. Although no one was killed, several were seriously injured.
Hilly natives have always been the target of discrimination. Now that they have found someone they look down upon even more, they will naturally not let him go, so the conflict intensifies. (To be continued...)
