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

Gao Wen sat in his position and fell into a short thought. The figure of amber gradually emerged from the air. The half-elf looked at Gao Wen and looked curious: "It turned out to be the letter of Welsh Moen? What did you say?"

Gao Wen raised his eyelids: "Have you really peeked before?"

Amber is straightforward and strong: "Of course, I can do something that is so immoral when I peek at someone else's letter?"

This sneak peek at the dog and the dog's smashing and jumping goods is quite ethical in the inexplicable place?

Gao Wen shook his head: "You still don't know."

"Oh, don't say it, don't say it," Amber licked his mouth and his figure gradually dissipated in the air. "I'm going to stare at the special envoys, you continue to be in a daze."

As the smell of amber gradually dissipated from the room, Gao Wen just sighed softly: "Ultimately, the person who saw this quagmire turned out to be him..."

The special envoy of Wangdu did not stay in Cecil for too long.

After all, the symbolic meaning of these messengers here is also greater than the actual meaning. The elf messenger has completed the transmission of all information, and the high-text people have advocated the first person to guard against waste and consolidate the frontier from the very beginning. Adding the wall of grandeur, as long as the northern leaders have prepared the materials, there is no need to negotiate and negotiate in Gaowen here. St. Sunil sent a group of messengers to come, more just to go through a process.

On the afternoon of the second day, all the letters and to-do items were handed over. The messenger group led by Cohen Loren re-taken the inland river fast passenger ship “The Waver” and left Cecil City.

Come and rush, go and rush.

The first batch of materials that St. Sunil and the Eastland jointly promised and prepared together will arrive at the Baishuihe Wharf on schedule on the 30th of the harvest.

Six large inland river cargo ships, loaded with cloth, metal, grease and all kinds of magic materials, the full warehouse of goods people can not help but feel that Ansui's nobles are finally generous for the aristocrats to take out these pressure boxes Things, Victoria and Edmund are afraid to use a lot of means.

On the trestle of the dock area unloading, Amber looked at the packaged magic material and piled it on the ground in a box and a box. The more piles piled up, the more people piled up, and she was excited. "Mom...this How much is worth it..."

“It’s all going to be used in the barrier repair project,” Gao Wen glanced at the amber that lighted his eyes. “A brick is not allowed to touch.”

Amber couldn't believe it. Gao Wen once again looked up and down. The tone was full of surprises: "Do you really want to use it all in engineering? Don't plan to buckle down? So many! And no one dares to supervise you, buckle down No one knows, you don’t mean to develop the territory all day long, isn’t the resources enough?”

"I don't want all the benefits to be taken up," Gao Wen pressed the amber's hair. "Put the work on the magnificent wall, it is to dig the grave for yourself."

After Gao Wen finished speaking this sentence, he walked away. The amber left in the place heard that Rebecca was talking to himself: "The ancestors said it makes sense..."

Amber looked at Rebecca: "What do you think your ancestors said makes sense?"

Rebecca is serious: "No, the ancestors were particularly sensible when talking about things related to digging graves."

Amber admirably looked up and down Rebecca's eyes: "...no wonder you are beaten every other day."

On the other side, Gao Wen found Herti and others waiting for himself on the edge of the dock.

"After the arrival of this batch of materials, I will leave for the wasteland," Gao Wen said to Hetty. "The public affairs of the country will be handed over to you and the Office of Administration, and the military will be handed over to Byron and Philip. The rest will also be With their respective responsible persons and emergency plans, they are all in accordance with the development plan that was previously formulated."

“Do you really want to go in person?” Herti bit her lip and finally couldn’t help but say, “This is actually not necessary...”

“No one knows more about wasteland than I do, and I also want to see the grand wall and waste soil with my own eyes,” Gao Wen interrupted Herti’s words. He looked at each other and smiled on his face. Why, no confidence? I worry that I can't manage it all?"

If someone asks the same question, then the best answer is no doubt, Herti will take her as mature and calm as ever to respond to all questions about her ability.

But this person is his own ancestor. It is the pillar of the Cecil family. It is the person who supports and leads this land from 800 refugees and a tent all the way to today. In front of him, his own restraint and reluctance will be See through it at a glance.

"...there are some concerns." Herti nodded lightly.

"You can do it well," Gao Wen took a picture of Hertty's shoulder. "When the Cecil family was the most declining, you alone supported the family and persisted. Nowadays, the entire government office is also running. Your management is well organized and you are more capable than you think."

Herti wants to say that the territory she used to help Rebecca was only a viscount, but today's Cecil is the entire southern Principality, and the difference between the two is different, but looking at Gao Wennayin With a smile on her face, her heart is still settled quickly.

"I understand," she lowered her head. "I won't let you down."

"Don't let the people down, it's not easy for them to live a good life," Gao Wen nodded. "Do not worry, I will set up a magic network relay device along the way. Even on the edge of the waste soil, I will keep it and the territory. In addition, the road construction project of Tuo Lu has been completed, we will have a convenient road through the Black Forest, with modern vehicles and roads, you will soon find the seemingly distant waste soil. In fact, it is not too far away from you."

This day is the 30th day of the harvest, and there are fifteen days from the harvest festival.

After two days of preparation and personnel transfer, the first shipments to the south were loaded with advanced magic guided transport vehicles. The technology of a large fleet of Cecil's magical industry passed through the dark mountains. The fortress in the middle, and proceeding through the south gate fortress, heading for the direction of the wasteland.

Gao Wen personally led this team. In addition to the accompanying magical combatants, Solderin led another elite steel ranger as the guard. The team will soon catch up with the deepening of the Black Forest. The roadmakers, and the Tudor engineering team and the White Knights Guards, the materials carried by the team will be used to build the last forward base on the Black Forest border, and then forward...

It is the wasteland boundary and the corrupted plain.

......

"Open the gate!! The team passes!!"

With the shouts of the gate controller, the magical machinery made a low roar, heavy gears and hinges pulled the same heavy steel gates slowly open, between the mountains and rocks of the dark mountains, covered with armor and fort The "rock wall" opened its mouth that was armed to the teeth, and one large transport vehicle came out one by one. On both sides of the transport vehicle and before and after, several vehicles covered with light armor plates were also seen. The "multi-function chariot" with the firing point of the thermal ray gun and the magic crystal at the top is in front of the guard.

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

Along with the sound of flute and the roar of the engine machinery, the team sailed along the hardened road towards the Black Forest.

On the edge of the Black Forest, an extraordinarily tall giant is standing quietly in the twisted and flocked plants. This tree with the name "giant" is nearly 100 meters high, and in the Black Forest, the rotten magical energy Further promoted the variation of these giant trees. The crown of the tree was stretched in all directions. There was no leaf on the thin and curved branches. In the background of the muddy sky, the canopy was like a dry limb, pointing wildly. sky.

The team drove into the Black Forest.

The branches and leaves of the giant wood shook and squeaked, and on its topmost branch, a black mist suddenly condensed, a huge, feather-stained flock of **** flesh and half of the skull exposed. The fog emerged.

The crow's dark eyes stared at the direction of the team, and a hoarse voice suddenly came from its rotten vocal chord: "Gaowen Cecil has left his territory... He personally went to the magnificent wall. ”

Then the crow turned his head, and there seemed to be something in the void. It was listening to it, and the voice continued to sound in the throat: "The north is more important, the north is more important... I know, I know. I will continue to stare. But I will only stare far away..."

The crow said, once again listening to it, it seemed to hear something that made him angry, and suddenly slammed his wings with anger: "You ask me why I stare far away?! Do you know those crazy stuffy? How dangerous are the people! Do you know how terrible those madmen are!!

"Do you know how they built their roads? Do you know how they 'explore' the forest? Do you know how they have rid all the traps and the nest of the monsters!"

"The gang of madmen, full of only the impetuous Cecil, they are definitely the projection of the devil in this material world, the product of the devil and the active volcano, and Dorn was killed, 'Poison Po 'It was also killed, and there were 18 plague beasts and six corrupted beasts they had domesticated, and Pado, damn, Padoer just wanted to see and see, who would know the Cecil bombing? I will only stare far away from the bushes. I want to be farther away from those madmen! Even the sons of the storms that have broken their brains by the deep sea tide are calmer than those of the Cecils. Much more!!

"If you have opinions, send someone to replace me. I would rather go to the flesh and blood to serve hard work... Oh, damn!!"

The crow's continuous curse suddenly stopped. "It" looked at the outer wall of the fortress covered with steel in horror, and saw several turrets on the upper floor suddenly turned to their direction.

"The mad guys may have found me!!"

The crow exclaimed and fluttered away, and almost at the same time, the continuous roar broke the silence of the Black Forest, tearing the chaotic sky and the mist in the forest.

A large exploding cloud of smoke enveloped the rotten woodland in the distance. The artillery control room inside the South Gate Fortress, the great architect Gordon carefully looked at the scene on the holographic projection, watching the smoke rise, watching the large forests fly away.

The power of the fixed fortress gun is amazing.

The mechanical sergeant who is responsible for maneuvering the turret reported: "The main turrets of the upper dam are all activated smoothly, and the upper ii turret needs to be calibrated. The observation device works well."

"Okay, record the data, test the sub-cannons at all levels after an hour. George, you bring two assistants to see what happens to the turret ii."

Gordon gently sighed and arranged his work in an orderly manner.

At the beginning of the construction of the South Gate Fortress, he was still very nervous and worried. This murderous area was frightening, and the cracking hole that was open and almost unprepared and sheltered was even more difficult. Ann, but as the project progressed, the southern wall and turret were installed, and his initial tensions and worries had completely disappeared.

Indeed, as the lord said, the Black Forest is dangerous, but it is not the case in the face of the power of Cecil's magical industry.

"It’s nothing to happen today," said a mechanical sergeant in front of another console next to him. The content of the emotion was exactly what Gordon thought. "It’s a quiet day."

"Don't relax the alert," another mechanical sergeant reminded. "There are still monsters in the Black Forest. Maybe there will be a completely crazy monster to attack the fortress."

"Reassured, I will not let go."

The vigilance of the soldiers is really strong.

Gordon couldn’t help but sigh, but at the same time he’s a little embarrassed.

The magic in the Black Forest... seems to be getting less and less...