Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

Roast duck with fruit wood, crispy skin, tender meat, fat but not greasy, attractive color. The charcoal made of various fruit trees is used for barbecue, so that the duck is also rich in a touch of fruity aroma. The duck belly was also stuffed with seasonings in advance, and then the wine stuffed honey gravy was poured in while it was hot. After the roast duck was torn apart, the gravy naturally flowed out. Dip the duck meat directly into the sauce and eat it. It is really crispy and has a long aftertaste. Very much.

Spicy stewed pork knuckles. To use modern advertising slogans, it has a Q-flavored taste. One bite is full of collagen. Although collagen cannot be directly absorbed by the human body, it cannot be used for beauty. This is also one of the most well-known rumors made by businesses...this The marinated pig's knuckle itself has a lot of meat, and it is cooked to a crisp and delicious taste. The raw materials of the marinade are also carefully selected. When they are just fished out, they are really fragrant. One bite, spicy and strong, and the meat is rich. It's very refreshing to chew.

Straw to seal fish. This is the same as the lotus leaf called Huaji, which is derived from the fragrance of grass leaves. The fish is gutted and dried, and then white wine, salt, pepper, etc. are poured to remove the fishy. Hang it to air dry for a few months, so that the fish will have a unique fragrance, and then it can be steamed and braised. The fish is better than usual, but it takes a long time to make it, so it is not served in the Demon World Restaurant.

The drinks served at the banquet are also various, including ale, red wine, fruit wine, tea wine, various flavors of yogurt, and fresh fruit tea. Different fruits and different types of tea are matched together to form a refreshing collision. The tea has a slightly bitter taste and a strong fruity aroma. The combination of the two is effective, not greasy at all, and the aftertaste is refreshing and long-lasting. Peach black tea, Sydney oolong tea, blueberry green tea, citrus white tea... all these make people linger and indulge.

At dusk the sky darkened, the magic chandelier in the hall turned on, and the whole hall was bathed in diamond-like light. There are humans and demons in the banquet performance, but it is clear that humans have been completely crushed by demons in this respect.

The projection stone then showed the menu to the people on King’s Square. The specific banquet did not take much shots, but the dishes on the menu were mouth-watering. Then the projection stone took a while to perform, and the live broadcast of the wedding was stopped. Now, the people have been standing there all afternoon and need to go back to rest.

At this time, the banquet hall was still very lively, and the arrogance was intertwined, the words were happy, and the glasses disturbed the light.

At the border at this time, the horses under the hips of the Dijon cavalry had eaten fodder mixed with potions in advance. At this moment, their eyes were red and their noses were white. Their power was twice as strong as usual, but the price was that they would die a day later.

The dazzling light of the chandelier shines the gems and pearls of every nobleman, and the light forms a sea tide, and the guests seem to be in a dream.

After swinging a knife to cut off the soldier's head, the blood sprayed out instantly became ice. The bare-chested Dijon cavalry came out with a hot white mist, which was the secret method of their clan.

The noble ladies covered their faces with a folding fan and had an ambiguous conversation with a low smile. They were always elegant, and their nails inlaid with shells and gems tapped the tails of the folding fans. They were very beautiful.

Both the Dijon cavalry and Mülheim soldiers roared, and then sprinkled their young lives on the land.

With the soft waists of the dancers, they shook the bells on their wrists and ankles, and their sweet laughter mixed with the bells, accompanied by the fragrant mist, made the guests' eyes straight.

The wind and snow began to roar. The wind and snow effectively covered the sudden attack of the Dijon tribe, and the amulets they wore on them allowed them to identify the direction effectively.

The dancer lifted her arms vigorously, her posture blooming charmingly. Many nobles clapped their hands: "Okay!"

The leading knight killed the last surviving person at the checkpoint. He licked the blood from the knife and zealously ordered the next men: "Unplug the three outposts before they can react, and then force them. Resist us in the gorge. For Faber Renin!"

"For Fabir Renin!" They raised their scimitars at the same time and said.

The blizzard is even bigger.

The fragrant wind on the dancer and the storm outside mixed together, drifting together on the snowy Magnolia continent.

02.

When the dark elves sent the first piece of information, Hill was talking to Lennon. The dark elves used Elvish language, and the elves changed his face and asked, "Is there any information that I can't listen to?"

"Not at all." Hill said, and he repeated the information: "My men discovered that your outpost in the Pum Desert was blood-washed."

Lennon's face remained unchanged: "So you are telling the truth."

"Oh?" Hill raised his eyebrows: "You know Elvish."

"I understand." Lennon said, "You told me the truth, that you can be trusted."

It turned out that the bachelor deliberately pretended not to understand Elvish language to test Hill. His face changed at the beginning not because the other party didn't use lingua franca, but because he understood that this was the news that the outpost was bloodbathed.

"What if I told a lie?" Hill provocatively asked, "What can you do? You can't convince the Ice Emperor. Milheim and the demons are now united."

The bachelor thought for a while and said: "I can't really do anything, but I can spray you."

Hill was speechless.

Well, he is right, he can spray him.

"You are calm." Hill had no choice but to say so.

"Because I had expected it a long time ago...but you look a little excited." said the bachelor.

Hill froze for a moment, excited, but actually more nervous: "Yes." He admitted frankly. After all, this was the first war in a complete sense, and he knew that there would be sacrifices in a war. He really didn't want any demons to die. Hey, it was all his painstaking efforts.

"I don't understand," the scholar confessed: "War should be as natural as breathing for you, and to take a step back, this is also Milheim being injured, not a demon. Your performance like this is not in line with common sense. "

"That's none of your business." Hill said, and his words sounded like a bargainer, but it was actually such a rationale.

The bachelor also agrees: "What you said makes sense, although I still want to spray you..."

"Do you believe that I turned your saliva flying towards me into ice and pierced your body?" Hill threatened directly.

The bachelor thought for a while: "I believe it."

"Okay, that's the end of the nonsense." Hill snapped his fingers, and the dark elf stepped forward and took out a small blood bottle. Hill whispered: "Go and let Aligeli try to summon the undead."

"Yes, my king," said the dark elf.

The academician stood up: "It seems I can't participate in this banquet anymore."

"You know war?" Hill asked.

"Understood." He said.

"Why do you know everything?" Hill asked.

"Since my son died in the battle, I have studied the war well." The academician said calmly, "His Royal Highness, will you walk together?" he invited.

"Good." Hill nodded.

The academician walked through the crowd to the ice emperor's side, leaned down and whispered in the ice emperor's ear, "Your Majesty, they attacked."

Bingdi's fingers trembled slightly while holding the wine glass, but his voice remained steady: "Which power is it?"

"The Dijon tribe," said the academician.

"It's actually them." Bingdi frowned.

The bachelor’s voice is calm: "You continue to participate in the banquet, I and Lord Devil will solve it first." The traditional Mülheim wedding must last until the next morning. This is an auspicious wedding, during which nothing can disturb the groom. And the bride. This is a very important custom.

"I see." Bingdi Crowder said, he poured a glass of wine for the bachelor himself: "Thanks for your hard work, bachelor."

"I am for the empire, not for you." The academic said so, but he still took the wine and drank it in one fell swoop.

After the bachelor and Hill left the hall together, Bingdi's eyes struggled for a while, and finally stabilized. The frontier fortress has started a war, but he still holds a banquet here. His soldiers are bleeding, but he still has to sit here to enjoy food and wine. This seat is very boring to sit up at the moment, but he must be steady, he has to be steady, he is panicked now and it has no effect, if he panics, his people will panic with them.

The throne is sitting so uncomfortable. Ice Emperor Cloud couldn't help but think.

However, he didn't sit in this position for comfort.

Bingdi's eyes gradually became firm, and a smile appeared on his face again, a confident, dazzling, and powerful king's smile.

He chooses to believe in his friends and chooses to believe in his soldiers.

03.

The locations of all outposts are clearly marked on the map.

Lennon's fingers traced the icons of the outpost one by one, and finally landed somewhere.

"It doesn't seem to be the best place to attack." Hill doesn't understand military affairs, but he always knows some common sense.

"Yes, so this also means that even if the notice goes down, the guards here will still relax." The college Lennon looked frosty.

"But you have to consider the fact that it is not the best offensive position." Hill reminded: "If you stay here and live in this canyon, then the opponent will be doing useless work."

These outposts are not far from the canyon. We all know the terrain of the canyon.

"But your words mean that we have to abandon these four outposts." said the academician.

"We are passive, and we should make some sacrifices," Hill said. "Isn't that what it should be?"

"Many fathers' sons will die, wives' husbands will die, and children's fathers will die." The academician's voice trembled a little.

"Yeah, but this is war. Otherwise, what do you think I was excited about when I first heard the news?" Hill looked at the bachelor, his voice was calm at the moment, so calm and frightening.

The academician looked at him angrily.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the academician groaned: "Well, you are right..."

"What you said makes sense." Hill also took a step back. "Where is your general? There is always a military minister, right?"

"That's a waste." The academician said bluntly.

"Okay. What about the military?" Hill asked.

"I and you are enough," said the bachelor.

"I insist on calling for analysis together." Hill said.

The two looked at each other for two seconds, and the bachelor retired again: "Okay, I will send someone to call immediately."

Then, Hill said to the dark elf next to him: "You go and order to let our people take the initiative to investigate."

"The range of the tolerable price?" the dark elf asked.

"Can the other side hurt you?" Hill asked rhetorically.

"There are special powers left, as well as church powers, so it may kill us." said the dark elf.

Hill thought for a moment, and directly ordered: "As long as one of you is alive, it is the minimum standard to obtain valuable information. You can grasp the rest yourself," he hesitated for a while, and said something emotionally. : "I personally hope that you will survive as much as possible."

The dark elf knelt on one knee: "Yes, my king."

Hill nodded the center of his eyebrows with his finger, and then touched his head. This is the blessing etiquette of the Mozu during the war: "Wuyun Changlong, dark elf, I am with you."

"I am willing to help you, my king," the dark elf said calmly, saluting again, and then got up and left.

The academician looked at the dark elf's back and couldn't help saying, "What a good soldier."

"Of course, this is my demons..." Hill murmured.

There will be sacrifices if there is war, and even though we are fully prepared, there will inevitably be dead people.

It hurts every time I die. Hill clenched his fists.

So he must use his brain and think carefully about how to finish the battle.

04.

At the same moment, Winter Harbor.

The guard was silently killed.

The young master of the White family watched this scene with cold eyes. He took the Aisi white blue snow flag on the warship and threw it into the sea, leaving only the white snow flag of the White family flying in the sea breeze.

Having been only an affiliated family of the Aisi family, the White family has had enough.

Let the Blacks continue to be dogs. His Whites will do something big with the support of the Church of Light.

After forbearing for many years, it finally came to this day.

Milheim, the beacon is everywhere.

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