High Above

  Chapter 647 Reunion of old friends

"Armoured?"

  After hearing this word, Ian, who was arranging the potions in the alchemy laboratory, stopped what he was doing.

  He felt a sense of absurd joy—he returned to Nanling with armor, and was about to reduce the dimension to attack the mountain people. Why did the other party suddenly have armor?

how? Combat power can be upgraded in real time? He made his trip to Nanling more difficult for no reason, right?

  Fast forward to armor is not as good as a dog, and the ether is armed everywhere.jpg

   Not only that, but the mountain people spies also reported another bad news: there are a large number of driven wild beasts around the mountain people troops, and there are even violent monsters.

  Ian is not surprised at this point, the biotechnology of Flaming Land.

When he left Nanling, he met a psyker who could control wild beasts, and this time when he returned to Nanling, he also found traces left by a mind-manipulating psyker in Nauman City, and he could even remotely manipulate flesh and blood A monster like a shapeshifter.

   This is obviously the special technique of Flameland. The group of steel pterosaurs may also be controlled by this technique. It's strange that the opponent doesn't use wild beasts as their precursors.

   "Really bad news."

   Shaking his head slightly, Ian continued to concoct the 'Light Element Potion' and 'Thunder Thunder Potion' to prepare ammunition for his troops.

  He kept his hands in his hands, and calmly asked the spies: "Whether it is the armor of the Flaming Land or the armor of the Mountain People, it has to be clarified."

   "If it's Flameland, then let's contact Colonel Mayova right now - this is not our job, just needing to report is a great achievement."

  "If it's the mountain people...Although Fei Yandi must have given them, it's not impossible to fight."

   "Huh? Which side...should be the mountain people? I didn't see other forces..."

  The mountain spy who reported was a little puzzled.

  In his opinion, the enemy has already brought armors over, and there are still several armors. Naturally, they are invincible no matter what, and they must immediately call for support from Nauman City.

   But Scott, who came with the spies, understood Ian's meaning. He nodded and said, "I understand. I will immediately arrange manpower to investigate the mountain people's supply routes!"

"Um."

Ian nodded with satisfaction - he has been following Scott eight years ago, and after training as a guard at Port Harrison, he has the ability to be on his own, and after working with him for so much time recently, he can also keep up with him He's out of train of thought.

Even he, an alchemist who is close to the master level, has a city's alchemy workshop under his command. If he wants to ensure his armor and troop supplies, he has to do it himself to make up for it. There is a good chance of a 'low ammo' situation.

   Not to mention the crystallization of the elements needed for the armored alchemy furnace, there is no such thing in Laian City!

  Mountain people?

  What is the alchemy technology of the mountain people? They also have armor?

  Ian can still obtain the supply of elemental crystals from Nauman City, isn't the mountain people just waiting for the flying flames to give them to them?

  If Feiyan used the armor himself, Ian would be afraid that the opponent would launch a blitzkrieg to raid Laian City. Even if he wins, Laian City will be half destroyed, and the rebuilding time of his territory will be delayed.

   But if it's mountain people...they're not at that level.

Ian is very clear that in order to be proficient in armored driving skills, at least 2,000 hours of practice are required. Even the adaptability of sublimators far exceeds that of ordinary people, and they want to practice to the point where they can fight proficiently within a month or two , is basically impossible.

  Ian is a special case, because the various large engineering equipment he drove in his previous life were much more difficult than armor.

  So as long as the supply route of the mountain people is cut off, there is no difference between five armors or ten armors.

"I'll go and have a look in person later." While Scott was preparing to investigate the troops, Ian finished refining the potion in his hand: "Now, go meet Qing Chao and his mercenaries—their arrival will be of great importance to Shan It may still be a piece of unknown information for the public.”

  What the city of Lai'an today lacks is trustworthy combatants who will not turn against each other, who are used to equip magnetic storm armor and rechargeable rifles.

  The arrival of the Qingchao group can just add a large number of effective combat forces.

  But Ian never thought that Qingchao's support this time brought an unexpected surprise.

  —he brought Adelbert here!

  There is an ancient and solemn statue in the front yard of Laian Castle, engraved with the appearance of Baisen Dragon God overlooking all living beings on the top of the mountain, showing the bloodlines and ancient beliefs of the lords here.

   And now, right next to this statue, Ian ushered in an unexpected reunion.

   "Blue Tide? You..."

Ian opened his eyes slightly. He glanced at the blue-haired swordsman who was smiling and bowed to him, and then looked at the white-haired swordsman on the other side, who bowed shyly to himself, pretending to be a white-haired swordsman. Dead Lord, apart from surprise, there is also a subtle emotion on his expression: "How did you bring him here?"

-How is this going? How did this guy, Qingchao, meet up with Alberto?

   "Boss, I actually don't know too well."

The blue-haired swordsman laughed. He skillfully hooked his hand and put it on Adalbert's shoulder. They found us and said that they are friends with you, boss, and this brother is an acquaintance who came to join you, boss."

"I originally wanted to contact you for confirmation, but the communication over there was blocked by Feiyandi, and the only way to send messages was via Asuka Transmission, and he seems to be really familiar with you. The elf friend you mentioned, Anfa, also asked I promise it... I just brought him."

  Adbert cast a look of help to Ian—obviously, the customs on the side of Whale Song Cliff are too enthusiastic for the people in the west of the empire, and he is very uncomfortable with Qing Chao's familiar character.

   But it's not familiarity, it's surveillance.

Although Qingchao's superficial style is rough, in fact he has a delicate mind. He still has some doubts about Adalbert's identity, so he has been closely monitoring him all the time, but it never occurred to him that Adalbert at this level thought it was a local custom and kept None dared to refuse.

   But I didn't know where to go.

Ian glanced at the blue-haired swordsman with the shoulder of the dead king with the third level of combat strength and a brotherly expression on his face, and couldn't help sighing: "You did a good job—it's better to say that you did a good job, but Don't do it next time."

   "You didn't see..."

   Having said that, Ian paused for a moment, while Adbert hurriedly broke away from Qing Chao's hand, coughed, and said softly, "You can call me 'Old Shadow'."

   "Yes, Old Shadow." Ian knew that this was the code name that Adalbert had given himself. He had to hide his identity, but his mind was filled with the dead souls of Avak, so he named it after that.

  Ian criticized quite righteously: "Qing Chao, don't you feel uncomfortable seeing the old shadow? Stay away from him, he is afraid of heat."

   "Good good good."

  Now that Gu Ying is safe, Qing Chao smiled and let go of his hand, letting the other party live.

  Adbert had a liberated expression on his face.

  Everyone returned to the interior of the castle.

   And Ian also found an opportunity to ask Adalbert about his recent movements.

After Yadbert followed Pansha to Nanling, he stayed in the area of ​​the Dragon Sect. Here, the Dragon Sect pretended to be a white citizen of a mountain village for him. It happened that the dead king's white hair looked like .

During the recent period, he mainly rests his mind and adjusts his mood. After all, the Avak collar incident is a world-class event that is once in a lifetime for most people, and it is difficult to get out of the psychological shadow, just like Ian. Only those who are used to seeing big scenes can easily get rid of the influence,

  Who knows, one wave of ups and downs will rise again. Just when Yadbert was about to calm down, the Nanling mountain people rebelled.

Feiyandi united with the group of steel pterosaurs to directly destroy all communication nodes in the area under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Worshiping Cult, and used the talent derived from the steel pterosaur's unique 'magnetic field flight' to interfere with all communications around the Dragon Worshiping Cult channel.

   Even flying pigeons need to sway for a long time due to changes in the magnetic field before reaching the correct destination.

Adelbert did not reveal the power of his dead king. In the eyes of others, he is just an ordinary sublimator of the water system and ice system, and the other party is Ian's guest. Of course, it is impossible for an old fox like Elder Manya to Let him be wounded in his own hands - so when he knew that Qing Chao was going to lead the team to Leanland to help Ian fight against the rebellious mountain people, let him take Adbert there by the way.

   "I said why there is no way to get in touch with the Dragon Cult—they are blocked by all-channel communication."

  Ian suddenly realized.

  As for Adalbert himself, the Dead King researcher said cautiously: "Recently, Ian and your friends have been taking care of me a lot..."

   "You are fighting a war recently, but I don't know what I can do. I can't expose the power of the dead king. I am just an ordinary first-level sublimator with no combat effectiveness."

   Obviously, Adalbert's sense of morality is still too strong. When he saw Ian and the others busy, he felt a little embarrassed and wanted to help.

   "You don't need to do anything else."

  Ian waved his hand and said resolutely: "Just help me manage the alchemy laboratory. Recently, I have to deal with government affairs, manage the progress of experiments, and practice and study. Don't have too many things."

   "You don't need to do anything, usually help me to keep an eye on the progress of the experiment... If you have any ideas, feel free to say, I welcome academic discussions."

"OK!"

  Adbert was happy to hear that he could help.

  But the one who is more happy is undoubtedly Ian—you know, Adbert is the world's top technical talent, and a talented researcher whom Grand Duke Thorin regards as his heir.

  At first, Ian was still thinking about how to get Adalbert to work for him—with such a powerful person looking after the laboratory, many of his technologies could be realized early...

  But he didn't expect that before he could speak, Adbert would come to the door on his own initiative.

   And acted as if Ian had done him a favor.

   Ian is a little embarrassed to win both.

   In order to welcome the reunion of old friends, everyone had lunch in the castle.

  Lian City's food specialties are mostly desserts. During the food disaster, Ian set an example and never ate those too delicate things.

   But the chef in the castle could see that these guests were old acquaintances of the lord, so he used his strength and specially prepared a pot of sweet wine soup made with flowers for them.

  This is a soup made of non-potion-grade Xiahui grass as the main ingredient, served with a fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus-like sweet wine, stewed rice cakes, nuts and some berries.

When stewing, you can smell the aroma in the restaurant, and when you eat it, everyone, including Ian, is full of praise-the taste of the soup is basically melting in the mouth, and the sweetness and fragrance are just right. It won't make people feel tired, but it will make people want to have another spoonful.

  The nuts in the soup paste have been completely softened and crispy. With the hard bread and roasted venison as the staple food, it is enough to satisfy everyone present.

  Ian himself thinks it’s pretty good. Although he likes to eat strong, salty and spicy food, this elegant and sweet soup is also suitable for adjusting his taste.

   "It feels a little light, but the floral fragrance is very fresh and really nice."

Qingchao's evaluation is also very good, but the taste of Jinggeya is extremely sweet - the Hai people over there are basically sweet lovers, even the barbecue is sweet, and the fried fish has to be sprinkled with a layer of sweet sauce .

   "Smells like... Mom."

  Adbert seems to be thinking of his home in the west, and the taste of Leonland is somewhat similar to the west.

   As for Scott…

   He just dropped the seventh bowl.

  —This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes eats the most!

  After lunch, Ian took Scott and Qing Chao to reorganize the current Laian City troops and foreign mercenaries.

  The mercenaries from Port Harrison have a full squad, that is, fifty people, some of whom are Ian's acquaintances, and were Red Blade Lübeck's men back then.

   This also proves that the reinforcements sent by Viscount Grant are all elites, which can be regarded as a waste of money.

   Silently thanked the Viscount in his heart, Ian made a general calculation, and now he has about one hundred and ten people who can serve as the core combat force.

  Eighty of them were noble private soldiers disguised as mercenaries, from Port Harrison and Nauman City.

  They are all professional military personnel who are trustworthy, will not defect, and are willing and accustomed to obey orders.

  The number of militiamen recruited in the last week was no more than two hundred—willing to pay for more food and money, the number of people who participated in the army during the war is still not many, even to protect their hometown.

  Ian can use more capital to fight for it, but he doesn't think the people in Laian City are worth it.

   Before Ian successfully defeated the mountain people, the people here would not regard him as a 'lord who can rule for a long time'.

  Although they won't say it on the surface, their heart will make them do it subconsciously.

But this also proves the reliability of the more than 100 people who are willing to join the militia today—whether they are speculative or simply want to make a living, those who choose to support Ian’s rule in times of crisis will be rewarded after the war. preferential treatment.

   But in the final analysis, with such a force, the defenders of the city are a little nervous.

  So in order to decide the next tactical action, Ian decided to lead the team to the area reported by the spies to conduct another investigation.

  (end of this chapter)