Chapter 577 Going to the Wasteland

After sending off the deputy head of the Royal Knights, the spacious reception room became quiet.

Gawain sat in his place and fell into a brief thought, Amber's figure gradually emerged from the air, the half-elf glanced at Gawain with a curious expression: "It turned out to be the letter from Welsh Moen? What did you say?"

Gao Wen raised his eyelids: "Did you really not take a peek before?"

Amber put on his hips and said confidently: "Of course, what can I do for such immoral things as peeking at other people's letters?"

This guy who steals chickens and dogs and jumps around all day is actually quite moral in an inexplicable place?

Gawain shook his head: "You better not know about it."

"Hey, don't say it if you don't say it," Amber pouted, and the figure gradually disappeared in the air, "I'm going to stare at those special envoys, you can continue to be in a daze."

As Amber's breath gradually dissipated from the room, Gawain just sighed softly: "In the end, it was him who saw through this quagmire..."

The envoy of the royal capital did not stay in Cecil City for too long.

After all, the symbolic meaning of these messengers here is greater than the actual meaning. The elven messengers have completed the transmission of all information, and Gawain himself has been the first person to advocate vigilance against the wasteland and consolidate the frontier from the very beginning. Regarding the addition of the magnificent wall, as long as the northern leaders have prepared the supplies, there is nothing to negotiate and negotiate here in Gawain. Saint Sunil sent a group of messengers over, more just to go through the process.

On the afternoon of the second day, all the letters and to-do items were handed over, and the envoy led by Cohen Rollan took the inland express passenger ship "Wavebreaker" and left Cecil City.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

The first batch of materials jointly committed and prepared by Saint Sunil and Dongjing arrived at the Baishuihe Wharf as scheduled on the 30th of the harvest month.

Six large inland cargo ships were loaded with cloth, metal, grease, and all kinds of magic materials. The cargo in the warehouse made people feel that the nobles of Ansu were finally generous in order to let the stingy nobles take out the bottom of the press box. things, Victoria and Edmund are afraid to use a lot of means.

On the trestle where the cargo was unloaded in the dock area, Amber watched as boxes of packed magic materials were piled up on the ground, more and more piled up and gradually piled up like a mountain, she was all excited: "Oh my god... this How much is it worth..."

"It's all going to be used in the barrier repair project,

Gawain glanced at Amber, whose eyes were shining, "Don't touch a single brick. "

Amber looked Gawain up and down as if she couldn't believe it, her tone full of surprise: "You really want to spend it all on the project? Don't you plan to deduct it? So much! And no one dares to supervise you, deduct it No one knows about it, don't you say that the territory needs to be developed all day long, and the resources are not enough?"

"I don't want to take all the interests," Gawain pressed Amber's hair, "cutting corners on the magnificent wall, that's digging a grave for yourself."

After Gawain said this, he walked away, and Amber, who stayed in the same place, heard Rebecca muttering to himself: "Lord Ancestor's words make sense..."

Amber glanced at Rebecca: "You think everything your ancestors said makes sense."

Rebecca said with a serious face: "No, ancestors are particularly reasonable when they talk about things related to digging graves."

Amber looked up and down at Rebecca with admiration: "...No wonder you get beaten every three to five."

On the other side, Gawain found Hetty and the others who were waiting for him on the edge of the pier.

"After this batch of supplies arrives, I'm going to set off for the wasteland," Gawain said to Hetty, "The internal affairs of the principal will be handed over to you and the Government Affairs Office, the military will be handed over to Byron and Philip, and the rest of the ministries will also be It is good to have their own responsible persons and emergency plans, all in accordance with the previously formulated development plan.”

"You really want to go in person?" Heidi bit her lip, and finally couldn't help but say, "It's not really necessary..."

"No one knows the wasteland better than me, and I also want to confirm the situation of the magnificent wall and the wasteland with my own eyes," Gawain interrupted Hetty, he looked at the other side with a smile on his face, " What, no confidence? Worried that you can't manage all this well?"

If someone else asked the same question, the best answer would undoubtedly be no, and Hetty would respond with her usual maturity and composure to all questions about her own abilities.

But the person in front of him is his ancestor, the pillar of the Cecil family, the one who supported and led this land from 800 refugees and a tent all the way to today. In front of him, his modesty and stubbornness will be destroyed See through at a glance.

"...I do have some concerns." Heidi nodded slightly.

"You can do it well," Gawain patted Heidi on the shoulder, "When the Cecil family was at its worst, you alone supported the family to persevere, and now, the entire operation of the government affairs hall is also running. Your management is organized and you are more capable than you think."

Heidi wanted to say that the territory she helped Rebecca govern at the time was just a viscount, while the current Cecil territory is the entire southern principality. With a smiling face, her heart quickly settled down.

"I see," she bowed her head, "I won't let you down."

"Just don't let the people down, it's not easy for them to live a good life," Gawain nodded, "Don't worry, I will set up a magic net relay device along the way, even on the edge of the wasteland, I will maintain this relationship with the territory. In addition, most of the road construction project of the Pathfinder has been completed, we will have a convenient road through the Black Forest, with modern vehicles and roads, you will soon find that seemingly distant wasteland It's not too far from you."

This day is the 30th of the Harvest Moon, and there are fifteen days before the Harvest Festival.

After two days of preparations and personnel transfer, the first batch of materials sent to the south was loaded into advanced magic transport vehicles, and a large-scale convoy of Cecil's magic industry's technological crystallization passed through the Dark Mountains The fortress in the middle, and set off through the South Gate fortress, heading for the direction of the Gondor wasteland.

Gawain personally led the team. In addition to the accompanying magic combat soldiers, Solderling also led a team of elite steel rangers to set off together as a guard. The team would soon catch up with Tuo, who had gone deep into the Black Forest. Pathfinders, and join the Pathfinder Engineering Team and the White Knight Guards, the materials carried by the team will be used to build the last advance base on the border of the Black Forest, and then move on...

It is the wasteland boundary, the corrupted plains.

...

"Open the floodgates!! Convoys pass!!"

With the shout of the gate controller, the magic machinery made a low roar, and the heavy gears and hinges pulled the equally heavy steel gate to open slowly. Between the rocks at the southern foot of the Dark Mountains, a piece of armor and fort was covered. The "rock wall" opened its door armed to the teeth, and one large transporter after another drove out of it, and on both sides and in front of the transporter, several vehicles covered with light armor plates and surrounding A "multi-purpose vehicle" with a heat ray gun firing port and a magic crystal fixed on the top was escorted forward.

At the rear of the convoy, you can see several magic guns pulled by tractor chassis.

Accompanied by whistles and the roar of engine machinery, the convoy drove along the hardened road in the direction of the Black Forest.

On the edge of the black forest, an extraordinarily tall giant tree is standing quietly among the twisted and festering plants. This tree with the name of "giant" can reach nearly 100 meters high, and in the black forest, the corrupting crazy magic energy It further promotes the mutation of these towering giant trees. Its hideous crown stretches in all directions, and there is not a single leaf on the thin and curved branches. Against the background of the turbid sky, the crown is like a group of dry limbs, pointing frantically. Sky.

The convoy drove into the Black Forest.

The branches and leaves of the giant wood trembled, making a clattering sound, and on its topmost branch, a cloud of black mist suddenly condensed. Emerged from the fog.

The raven's dark eyes stared at the direction of the convoy, and a hoarse voice suddenly came from its rotten vocal cords: "Gawain Cecil has left his territory... He went to the magnificent wall himself."

Then the crow turned its head, as if something in the void was talking to it, it listened carefully, and the voice continued in its throat: "The north is more important, the north is more important... I know, I know. I will continue to stare, But I'll just stare from afar..."

The crow said, and listened again, it seemed to hear something that irritated itself, and suddenly flapped its wings angrily: "Why do you ask me to stare from afar?! Do you know those crazy Sisi? How dangerous are you! Do you know how scary those lunatics are!!

"Do you know how they built the road? Do you know how they 'explored' the forest? Do you know how they traveled all the way through those traps and monster dens!?

"Those lunatics, the Cecilians with only the urge to destroy, they are definitely the projection of the devil in this material world, the product of the intercourse between the devil and the active volcano. Listen, Dorne was blown up, 'Poison Pohl' ' was also killed, and the eighteen Plague Beasts and six Corrupt Beasts they domesticated, and Pador, damn it, Pador just wanted to take a closer look, who would know that the Cecil bombed I will only stare from a distance when I am in the whole bush, and I want to stay as far away from those lunatics as possible! Even the children of the storm who are brain-damaged by the sound of the deep sea tide are much calmer than those Cecilians! !

"If you have any opinions, then send someone to replace me. I'd rather go to the abyss of flesh to do hard labor... oh, damn it!!"

The crow's continuous cursing suddenly stopped, and "it" looked at the outer wall of the steel-covered fortress in the distance in horror, and saw that several cannons on its upper floors suddenly turned to its own direction.

"Those lunatics may have found me!!"

The crow screamed and fluttered away, and almost at the same time, the continuous roar broke the dead silence of the black forest, tore the chaotic sky and the mist in the forest.

A large exploding smoke cloud enveloped the corrupt forest in the distance. In the artillery control room in the South Gate Fortress, the great architect Gordon carefully watched the scene presented on the holographic projection, watched the smoke rise, and watched the large forests disappear.

The power of the fixed fortress cannon is amazing.

The mechanical sergeant in charge of controlling the turret reported: "The main turrets on the upper barrier were all successfully activated, and the upper turret ii needs to be calibrated. The observation device is working well."

"Okay, record the data, and test all levels of secondary guns in an hour. George, take two assistants to see what's going on in the turret of No. ii."

Arranging the work in an orderly manner, Gordon breathed a sigh of relief.

When he first started building the South Gate Fortress, he was still nervous and worried. This corrupted area with a terrible name was terrifying, and the cracked hole that was wide open and almost unguarded and covered was even more difficult to sleep and eat. Ann, but as the work progressed and the southern bulwarks and turrets were put in place, his initial nervousness and concerns had completely disappeared.

Indeed, as the lord said, although the Black Forest is dangerous, in the face of the power of Cecil's magic industry, it is no more than that.

"Nothing happened again today," a mechanical sergeant sighed in front of another console next to him. The content of his emotion happened to be what Gordon thought. "Another peaceful day."

"Don't relax your vigilance," another mechanical sergeant reminded. "There are still monsters in the black forest. Maybe there will be completely crazy monsters attacking the fortress."

"Don't worry, I won't let up."

The vigilance of soldiers is really strong.

Gordon couldn't help sighing in his heart, but at the same time he was a little muttered.

The monsters in the black forest...seem to be less and less...