Chapter 1365 1366: Good News! Bad News

Lancelot sent the heavy armor of the earth to Aslan, and Vlada sent it to Ming Qin, the current Grand Duke of the Principality of Asia.

This weird and simple name made Vlada get used to it for a long time.

"This is what I captured this time. This is the battle video. I believe the Grand Duke will be interested after watching it."

Following Flada's words, the crystal ball projected a classic scene of the earth's heavy armor fighting the undead.

In the end, if it wasn't for the exhaustion of the earth's heavy armor, I don't know how many undead soldiers would have been slaughtered.

The Grand Duke of Ming and Qin asked: "Very well, I am very satisfied with this item, how much do you want?"

Flada said unhurriedly: "500,000 xi yuan, plus a piece of information about this thing."

"explain!"

The Grand Duke of Ming and Qin said without any hesitation.

"The Zanskart Empire called this kind of armor heavy armor. It has been developed to the third generation and is very perfect. I believe that mass-produced heavy armor will soon be seen on the battlefield."

After Vlada finished speaking, she saluted respectfully and slowly disappeared into the palace.

The Grand Duke of Ming and Qin's face was as calm as water, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Porto Intelligence Bureau! The water of this intelligence organization is getting deeper and deeper."

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In the Amuro Academy of Magic, Aslan welcomes his eldest daughter, Gwennaville.

The main purpose is for her to help him develop mechs together.

To be honest, the actual combat test of the heavy armor this time was much worse than Aslan expected.

Against low-level professionals and ordinary soldiers, it has unrivaled combat power, but it is not satisfactory when facing mentor-level strongmen. If the mentor-level strongmen attack in a targeted manner, heavy armor can't last even a minute. Compared with its manufacturing price, it is really tasteless.

This was also the reason why Aslan hesitated so long.

Gwennaville has a bolder idea.

"It's good that we don't develop it into a large-scale war weapon. Just like a tank, it's good to be used to deal with ordinary soldiers and low-level professionals."

Aslan looked towards Gwenaville, ready to hear her prediction.

"The mentor level is a watershed. It is too difficult to develop a mecha comparable to the mentor level. The cost is even higher than cultivating a mentor-level powerhouse. It is better to be like a tank. It is good to have a mentor-level powerhouse in the army. .”

After Gwennaville finished speaking, she began to make gestures.

"For example, the mecha can be made to be about five meters high, and the equipment can be changed at will to adapt to all battlefields. At the same time, it has the ability to fly short distances..."

Aslan's eyes lit up the more Gwenaville talked.

"Yes, then this task will be entrusted to you."

Gwennaville's face suddenly collapsed, and she shook her head and said, "Dad, I came to you this time to complain, and now there are too many jobs at hand, not even enough rest, and you keep imposing new tasks. "

Nomiri next to him couldn't help laughing.

"Mother!"

Nomiri quickly covered her mouth, indicating that she was not smiling.

Aslan was also a little embarrassed, and said guiltily.

"Didn't you have Nigel and Merlin to help you? Over the years, you have also cultivated a lot of technical talents, and sometimes, you have to properly put the burden on the people below."

"To suppress the burden, you need someone to suppress the problem. Although we have the support of talents from the world of Kanglai, those are mainly technology-based. Magic research is still in the introductory stage, and many high-end research can't be counted on..."

Gwennaville started chatting non-stop again, stunned Eletherina next to her, and only then did she understand why the eldest princess of the empire had such a detached status.

Aslan completely shut up and accepted Gwenaville's complaints honestly. It took a long time for Gwenaville to exhale with satisfaction.

Gwennaville said: "Dad, I need a new fund, and I want to open the research institute in the central plains."

"Ah!" Aslan was just about to agree, but then he woke up suddenly, looked at Gwenaville in surprise, and asked, "Tell me your reason."

Gwennaville said of course: "Forbidden magic is systematized, and it needs a place to cast forbidden magic. There is no suitable place in the empire."

Except for a few auxiliary and environment-changing spells, most offensive spells are like nuclear warheads. Once they are cast, they will definitely cause irreversible element disturbances in the area. In the early stage, the disturbance elements may even cause Diseases of the region's organisms.

"Okay, I'll arrange the place."

In the end, Aslan agreed. Considering that this will become a strategic weapon in the future, he must give the greatest support. At the same time, it is also to speed up the destruction of the central plain environment. As the scale of the rebel army becomes larger and larger, forbidden spells have appeared in many areas. Magic, with more and more forbidden spells, it will definitely have a huge impact on the ecology of the central plain.

By that time, the elves will definitely not be able to sit still, and at that time, a three-way war may be triggered.

Aslan suspected that it was more likely that the elves joined forces with a certain party to try to resolve the war as soon as possible.

Gwennaville has good news for Aslan.

"Dad, the steel train fortress has already started production, and the railway has also begun to be repaired to the Anderus area. I believe that the first battle of the steel train fortress will be seen soon."

The steel train fortress is actually a train gun, but it is different from the train gun. In addition to a super cannon with a caliber of 800mm, there are six 200mm secondary guns and more than 20 anti-aircraft cannons. In addition to running, it is almost the same as a land battleship.

Such a war behemoth can easily blast through the existing main city protective circle in the central plain.

This giant cannon has been tested a long time ago. After the 7-ton shell was fired, the 30-meter-deep fortification was directly smashed into a hole the size of a football field. As long as a master-level powerhouse falls into it, his bones will be gone.

Today's Aslan has begun to give full play to the theory that caliber is justice.

"Very good."

Aslan couldn't help getting excited. If the steel train fortress can be put into actual combat, the erosion of the Eurasian Federation will only become faster and faster. When Medea completely refines the Kanglai world and perfectly integrates it into the northern continent, it will be When the empire attacked the central plains in an all-round way.

Gwennaville said with a strange face: "But there is also some bad news for you."

Aslan suddenly became serious and asked, "What's the matter? That plan failed?"

"Project Flying Fortress has failed."

Gwennaville said with a bitter face.

Hearing that the sky fortress plan had failed again, Aslan's expression was not good.

Because this means that at least hundreds of millions of new Merlot coins have been wasted.