Chapter 1127 Preparation for the Decisive Battle

Roland put down the report and couldn't help but think of the information revealed by Kabradabi.

Enemies from the Sky and Sea Realm.

Is it really because there was too much pressure on the devils that they were no longer able to take care of the war in the Fertile Plains?

The General Staff is also becoming more and more inclined to this judgment. After all, no matter what tricks are plotted secretly, it is hard power that ultimately determines the outcome of the war.

Although the Demon Slayer's thousands-mile dash into the forest terminal caught Ye Zi off guard, it also exposed his abilities and whereabouts - even outside the detection range of the Demon Eye, its magical aura was still eye-catching to Sylvie. The flashing "red star" is now stationed in the ruins. If there is any change, Sylvie will be able to sense it immediately.

To put it simply, the devils who invaded Taquila have used all their cards, while Neverwinter is still adding new chips.

With ample money and food, the Administrative Office launched a new round of military expansion, and this time the recruitment scope expanded to the entire country. After Graycastle was administratively unified, its mobilization capabilities were significantly improved. According to Barov's preliminary estimate, the number of soldiers provided by various places is likely to exceed 5,000, which is equivalent to the total number of First Army two years ago.

Among them, the Northland, which was managed by Calvin Kant, was the most active.

When the officials trained by the second-level city hall mature and can fully control the territory, the number of recruits will undoubtedly increase several times.

In terms of weapons, the work of replacing revolver rifles with bolt-action rifles is progressing in an orderly manner. Thanks to the rapid growth of skilled labor and improvements in craftsmanship, the rifles that were mass-modified were almost the same as the weapons in the hands of precision marksmen teams - except without scopes.

Although the revolving rifle has a fast rate of fire, its structure determines its low muzzle velocity, short range, and poor accuracy. It is more than enough to deal with noble knights, but it is difficult to fight against mad demons whose throwing distance is also between one hundred and two hundred meters. It seems a little short-handed. Bolt-action rifles can effectively make up for this shortcoming and regain the distance advantage for soldiers.

The individual anti-devil grenades developed for high-level devils and spider devils have also been finalized and entered the mass production stage. This type of weapon with a simple structure and cheap materials does not have any technical obstacles. In a sense, it is even simpler than making bullets. According to the current production progress, it can fully catch up with the decisive battle in a month.

Although the First Army lacks relevant training, the ease of operation itself is a major feature of individual grenades, which is essentially different from artillery. Historically, this kind of weapon was directly put into actual combat and received training and testing on the battlefield, so Roland was not worried about this issue.

On the other hand, the devils entrenched in Taquila have not changed much. Agatha and Phyllis judged based on the transport volume of the red line that the number of enemies should be between 3,000 and 5,000. For the Federation four hundred years ago, It might be enough to call it a big battle, but if it were the first army, this group of devils would already be at a numerical disadvantage.

Due to the iron rule that the enemy needs red mist to stay alive, it is difficult for them to conceal or deceive in terms of hard power.

This is also the most important basis for the staff to make judgments.

To be honest, Roland also felt that this judgment was credible - battlefield predictions were based on evidence, and there was no difference between imagining the enemy to be too weak and too strong. The only thing he can do is not to give blind orders, but to leave the frontline war affairs to more professional people.

Maybe he was worried because he was really not a commander-in-chief, he thought mockingly.

Since you can't see any problems, just don't guess. When the day of the decisive battle comes, everything will be revealed naturally. Roland took a deep breath and was about to rub his sore forehead when a pair of hands pressed on his temples with just the right amount of force.

He suddenly felt much more relaxed.

There is no need for verbal gestures or thank you. This is a tacit understanding formed over four years, and it is also proof that I am not alone.

In the past, he always dreamed of one day joining the decadent ruling class, eating, drinking and having fun all day long. But when he got to this point, the busy hours every day only increased, far exceeding the eight hours, and even sleeping became a A kind of job. It's not that he hasn't complained, but he rarely really stops. This may be one of the reasons.

He is certainly moving forward to achieve his goals.

But that is also the expectation shared by many people.

After closing his eyes and enjoying it for a moment, Roland turned his attention to another report on the table.

——About the discovery of the armored giant scorpion and mysterious ruins.

Although there has been no further confirmation, judging from the strange relics attached to the letter, the credibility is very high.

This report can be said to have aroused great interest in him. Judging from the temple murals that there may be traces of ancient civilizations in the Endless Cape area, it is not unexpected. What is unexpected is that such an astonishing discovery was made so quickly.

The stone monument wall in the underwater cave reminded him of the mountains of corpses piled up like stick figures in the murals. If the other party was really a civilization thousands of years ago, it would have turned into dust long ago. As a loser, it is unlikely that anyone would build a monument for it. , so why there are so many monuments is particularly concerning.

All the samples obtained so far have been handed over to Celine for hazard testing. After all, their biggest enemy is the radioactive family, and there cannot be any relaxation in safety.

In addition, the identity of the discoverer is also very interesting - he is not a traditional fjord merchant or explorer, but a self-proclaimed member of the Society of Strange Objects.

He has not forgotten the pioneer who died trying to fly in Margaery's mouth.

Therefore, after receiving the news, Roland immediately issued an order to have the Daqing Port garrison send the two men to Neverwinter City.

He was really curious about this group of people.

As for the armored giant scorpion, it is the least important part of the report. It was most likely a hybrid evil beast, that's why it grew so huge. Now that he has obtained the status of the great chief through the holy duel, the sacrifice of the three gods seems to be insignificant. He can just leave it to the local first army to deal with it.

At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door, and then the office door was pushed open with a creak.

"The test results are out? Bring them to me..." Roland raised his head, but the second half of his sentence was stuck in his throat. He originally thought that the personal guard had sent Celine's test report, but unexpectedly the person who came was Tilly Wimbledon. Moreover, her brows were raised slightly, and she looked quite unhappy.

"Uh..." The next second, Roland realized why she came, "I have some new bottles of Chaos Drink here. Do you want to try it-"

"Well... Your Majesty, this trick has been used before." Nightingale whispered in her ear.

"Don't taste it!" Tilly walked to the mahogany table, pressed her hands on the table with a bang, and leaned forward slightly, as if she wanted to use her momentum to make up for her lack of height. "Last time you said you would give me one in half a month. How long have you been able to fly a prototype?" She stood on tiptoes and asked word by word, "Brother, where is the plane I want?"