At this time, all the trading houses had no reservations, and a large amount of gold coins formed a torrent and poured into Nanqing. Whether it was workshops, armies and turrets, they were all built at a staggering speed. The floating battleships
The value is very clear to every high-ranking person. There is no shortage of buyers for this kind of thing. As long as one comes out, one will be sold.
The heads of big families and big trading houses from all over the East China Sea are rushing to Nan Qingcheng, hoping to grab an order for one or two floating warships. As long as the warships are obtained, the price is no longer important. Just like in Tingchao City, if Xue
The Xue family has obtained a floating battleship, and the second and third ranked families must try their best to get one, otherwise they will be suppressed by the Xue family and never be able to raise their heads again.
Song Zining has already released the news that what will be built in Nan Qingcheng in the future will be genuine floating battleships with absolute military grade, only slightly inferior to the most cutting-edge battleships in the empire. Compared with the outdated second-hand battleships in the neutral land,
They are not at the same level at all. Only big forces can own second-hand warships. Most ordinary families and small forces can only afford armed aerospace ships converted from cargo ships.
Compared with real military battleships, armed aerostats are like immature children. They are not on the same level in terms of speed, protection or firepower.
In the eyes of those real big shots, this is also the hope for the Neutral Land to truly become a Neutral Land. Without a powerful fleet, there is no real guarantee. It is better than the Blood Throne or Zhang Buzhou, compared with the big shots of the Eternal Night Empire.
, but also lacked a worthy ship. This resulted in them being able to dominate in a neutral place, and in the depths of the void far away from the mainland, it was difficult to compete with the Grand Duke and Prince who owned a ship.
Therefore, what they see in Song Zining is the hope of future ships. This is also the reason why Nan Qingcheng is so vigorous in building ships, but the masterminds behind the scenes have done nothing.
As for the small forces that want to take a bite of this fat piece of meat, they are either frightened by the increasingly powerful military power of Nan Qingcheng, or they are disabled by Qianye and are now unable to move.
During this period of time, Qianye was focused on cultivating the Force of Dawn. According to the current progress, he would be able to advance to the next level in two to three months. This speed of cultivation was astonishing in the empire. But Qianye
I know it because I have the opportunity to plunder
This magical skill is supplemented by Song's ancient scrolls and the Black Book. Once the war begins, the blood will no longer be suppressed, and a breakthrough and advancement is just around the corner. However, the Dawn Force cannot find a quick method to achieve it.
I can practice step by step and slowly bit by bit.
The Hall of Heroes returned to Hokuriku and underwent modifications there. After the battle with Lin Jiaer, it was no longer a secret that the Hall of Heroes could give her another surprise. The only thing that could give her another surprise was the progress of the modification. According to Song Zining, Lin Jiaer
I would never have imagined that her main gun could be installed on the Hall of Valor and used. In a fleet battle, this main gun can sink a capital ship with just a careless move.
In many past battle cases, the success or failure of a battleship at the beginning of the battle often directly determines the final battle situation.
After adding this main gun to the Hall of Valor, it can be said to be even more powerful. Shen Lu has a long range and great power, while the Hall of Valor is extremely solid, taking advantage of long-range artillery battles. And for close combat, the Hall of Valor is close to invincible.
, Lin Jiaer’s ship is the best example.
During this period of time, two consecutive waves of Ningyuan Heavy Industry's fleets arrived in Beilu, each bringing a large number of skilled craftsmen and key materials. So far, Song Zining had moved half of Ningyuan Heavy Industry to a neutral place, and almost all core and reliable personnel
Sent to Hokuriku, it can be said that the entire wealth is staked here.
Among the busy people, Qingyue was obviously a little worried. She convened several secret meetings among her tribe members, and soon after that, another group of Gaohu people came to Hokuriku. Now Hokuriku is still a secret existence, and the Gaohu who arrived
Hu people also have to go through a series of ceremonies such as taking oaths before they can be accepted. And once they come, they cannot leave. Despite this, Qingyue still insists on bringing in more tribesmen.
On the North Continent, the humans from Ningyuan Heavy Industry have far surpassed the Gaohu people, and they have mastered advanced technology from the empire, overwhelming the Gaohu people in all fields. Although the Gaohu people are natural craftsmen and warriors,
But after all, it is a wandering tribe, and its technological accumulation cannot be compared with that of the Thousand-Year Empire.
Qingyue's meeting was also reflected in another aspect: there was a mercenary group composed purely of Gaohu people in Nanqing City, which secretly joined the Dark Fire and was at Song Zining's disposal.
The days of prosperity and tranquility continue day by day, but those who are qualified to know something are gradually becoming anxious. In their eyes, there are turbulent undercurrents under the calm surface. The longer the tranquility lasts, the more dangerous it becomes.
The crimson hall of the Throne of Blood has a legendary name both in the Neutral Land and the Eternal Night Empire. This was the first home that the young vampire built in the Neutral Land. The two simple stone houses back then are now
It has become a majestic and majestic palace, just like that humble vampire who has grown into one of the masters of the neutral land.
At this moment, three figures are crawling in the center of the hall. They are actually very tall, but in this huge hall that is nearly a hundred meters high, they appear as small as ants.
At this moment, one of the young women staggered and suddenly fell to the ground. The other person hurriedly came over to check, but the leader was still lying on the ground, motionless, like a rock.
After the man who was treating him was busy for a while, he suddenly burst into tears. It was obvious that the young woman's fate was irreversible. Filled with grief and anger, he stood up suddenly and wanted to rush to the end of the hall. There was no one at the end of the hall, only a throne high above.
, the dazzling scarlet color shows its identity: this is the Throne of Blood.
The young man only took a few steps before he had to stop. His ankle was firmly grasped by the leader. He was an old man with a vicissitudes of life but a determined expression. The skin on his hands was as dry as rotten wood, but he still had an irresistible energy.
Even if the young man struggled desperately, he could not break free from his fingers.
The young man was shocked and angry, and shouted: "You, you obviously still have so much power, why don't you help her!"
The old man's voice was low and hoarse, "This is her fate. From the day she joined us, she has been destined to this fate."
"Fuck your fate! If this is your fate, then I will never accept it, never!"
The old man did not raise his head, but there was a kind of compassion in his voice, "This will be your fate and mine. We have no other choice but to accept it."
The young man's voice rose an octave: "No! You are all liars! There is no inevitable fate at all, no! They killed her, and I want to avenge her!"
The old man sighed and said slowly: "It's useless. In the face of fate, no struggle can change the final result. Haven't you seen it?"
The young man suddenly felt a twinge of pain on his feet. When he looked down, he realized that the old man had let go of his hand at some point. The crimson ground seemed to come alive, turning into streams of thick blood, like growing vines.
It wrapped tightly around his ankle and penetrated deeply. The young man was shocked and wanted to break free, but it was too late. Vitality and strength surged out of the wound like a tide. He became increasingly weak and fell to the ground.
, and was immediately covered in blood.
The blood cocoon squirmed for a moment, then calmed down and turned into the cold ground again. The young man and woman seemed as if they had never appeared.
At this time, a man in black robes walked out of the side door at the end of the hall, came to the old man, and said: "Go back, no matter how strong you are, you can't last here for long. There were seven of you when you came, and now you are the only one left."
Myself. Even if you die here, the master will not see you."
"Why, is our sacrifice not enough?"
"No, your portion is not enough."
The old man was silent for a long time, then sighed heavily and said slowly: "We are burdened with a heavy destiny, how can we have enough weight? The growth of each of us must be carefully hidden, and we may die at any time.
Moreover, we have no resources, not even enough to survive. Everyone here today has their growth built on the bones of other brothers and sisters."
The man in black robe said calmly: "The master is not interested in your story. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave either."
The old man remained lying on the ground and said: "Maybe we don't have enough strength, but you and I have a common enemy."
The man in black robe sneered, "That's true, but you are not qualified to fight alongside the master yet."
The old man sighed again and said: "We do not expect to become comrades-in-arms with His Highness, we just bring a message and a suggestion. We hope that through our sacrifice, the suggestion can be adopted by His Highness."
The man in black robe moved slightly and said, "Just tell me, everything that happens here cannot escape the master's perception. If your suggestions are really useful, the master will consider it."
The old man said: "We have received news that the major races in Yongye have formed a joint fleet and are sailing to the neutral land. Their goal is the passage to the maelstrom."
The man in black robe remained calm and asked: "What about the suggestion?"
"Your Highness should join forces with Zhang Buzhou to stop the Yongye Fleet and never let them occupy the passage of the maelstrom."
There was an obvious chill in the voice of the man in black robe, "Did you just say that you want Master and Zhang Buzhou to join forces and join forces?"
"Yes, only in this way can Yong Ye be stopped. A small sacrifice and effort are all worth it."
Before the man in black robe could speak, a clear and crystal-pure voice suddenly sounded in the hall: "You can really imagine that I and Zhang Buzhou should join forces. So, what's the reason?"
The old man was so excited that he couldn't help himself, "Is it your highness?"
"What's the reason?" The voice already sounded a little impatient.
The old man hurriedly said: "Our great prophet has seen a terrible future. If Eternal Night is allowed to occupy the passage, the sky will be filled with endless blood and fire, and countless lives will perish."
The voice just snorted.
The old man shouted: "Your Highness, the great prophet paid the price with his life to see this prophecy. We also paid the price with our lives, just to prove it!"
"Since you creepers like to sacrifice so much, then I will grant it to you."
A wave of blood suddenly surged out from the crimson ground, drowning the old man.