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Chapter 311 Ready to Fight
The dwarves drove their warships upstream.

The armies of sub-humans, including orcs, boarmen, gnolls, and ratmen, also left upstream along the river, and the elf village returned to peace again.

From tranquility to noise and then back to tranquility.

The young elves looked at the quiet village and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Oh, don't think too much, let's study the heart of the mountain quickly.

The elves brought out the "low-profile version of the internal combustion engine" that they and the dwarves had jointly imitated. This internal combustion engine was completely handmade by dwarven craftsmen. They had no machine tools, nor any electronic equipment, and relied entirely on manual labor, so it could not achieve the precision of a modern internal combustion engine, but it was no problem to create a low-profile original version.

The elves opened the stone pot, took out the burning Heart of the Mountain, knocked off a small piece with a hammer, and put it into a low-end internal combustion engine.

The Heart of the Mountain is not really burning. In fact, it is a highly concentrated collection of very active fire elements. After entering the internal combustion engine, it still maintains its strong activity. The fire elements are still rotating and jumping without stopping.

The old elf lady came over in person: "We need to draw magic runes that can control the fire element on the outer arm of this internal combustion engine... When we need it to burn vigorously, we will increase the effect of the fire element, and when we need it to reduce the effect, we will reduce the activity of the fire element..."

As she spoke, she picked up the carving knife and drew magic runes on the outer wall of the internal combustion engine: "Everyone, this is the rune that controls the fire element... We can use a mechanism to control the effect of the rune output to achieve the strength we want..."

A group of young elves are studying hard!

The old lady quickly drew the rune, scooped a pot of mana water from the Moon Well, and poured it on the rune. A blue light rose up, and she wiped the rune with her hand. The rune lit up, and the fire element in the internal combustion engine became violent. The entire internal combustion engine began to work desperately, and the output power made the axle rotate desperately.

The old lady touched the control rune with her hand again, and the rune dimmed. The fire element in the internal combustion engine became quiet, as if it had fallen asleep. Then the power output of the internal combustion engine slowly decreased until it stopped completely.

Elf Granny: "Craftsmen, just do it."

The minotaurs watched for a while, totally confused. Well, let's just study the plants...
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The small nobles around Sunshine City began to feel uneasy.

Soleimani continued to receive reports from MI8 agents, and the petty nobles seemed to be discussing the impostor.

As the Black Blade Thieves Guild continued to spread intelligence, the truth of sixteen years ago had been known to most of the surrounding small lords and nobles.

These small lords and nobles would never have the courage to rebel. Soleimani did not care about their thoughts. As long as the iron cavalry were in charge here, these small lords would not be able to cause any trouble.

"Report, Grand Duke." An MI8 agent ran in. "Baron Adrian, the lord of Xihuang Town, has been meeting frequently with the surrounding small lords recently. Our spies overheard their conversations. They were talking about the impostor. Adrian was asking the various lords what they thought about this matter."

Suleimani frowned, "I don't need to guess, the little lords have expressed that they dare not think about it."

The agent smiled: "The Grand Duke is right. The small lords dare not express their opinions. They are all cowardly." Suleimani frowned: "Adrian once followed the Blackhearted Master into the western forest to chase the impostor. He saw the impostor with his own eyes. Maybe he already knows something, but it doesn't matter. He didn't dare to rebel. He only dared to secretly meet those small lords and chat with them privately."

The agent whispered, "So do we need to do anything?"

Soleimani: "Just like you warned Kabi, go warn Adrian and tell him to go back to West Wasteland Town and stop running around talking about the impostor."

The agent saluted and stepped out.

"Report!" As the previous agent left, another agent came out and said, "Grand Duke, the people of the Black Blade Thieves Guild are out of control. This guild has always been against us. The more we try to stop them from talking, the more they spread the news. Now the news has spread to the city in the east."

Soleimani: “Shit!”

"And more." The agent whispered, "We killed half of the criminals in the tavern, and the other half escaped. Many of them fled the city. Some joined bandits, some joined the Thieves Guild, and some wandered outside the city, fighting with our agents everywhere..."

"Surrendered to the bandits?" Suleimani suddenly remembered that there was once a group of bandits entrenched between Xihuang Town and Sunshine City, in the mountains next to the official road. Glass had led the Knights Templar to encircle and suppress them, but Glass returned empty-handed.

After that, no one paid any attention to those bandits!
That bandit den became a banner, attracting those who were dissatisfied with Ugumantai and the Holy See of Light to join them.

It seems that the bandit’s den has gathered a lot of troops.

Soleimani's face darkened. He originally didn't care about a small bandit den and was too lazy to pay attention to it. However, if there were many guys who "knew the truth about the impostor" hiding in this bandit den, he couldn't just ignore it.

"Send troops to wipe out that bandit den." Soleimani finally decided to mobilize the Iron Horse Knights: "Send more people... um... send 800 people, surround that bandit den and flatten it."

The Iron Horse Knights, who had not moved for a long time, began to get ready.

Not far from their barracks, a vegetable vendor glanced at the barracks from a distance, smiled, turned and walked into an alley, and said something to a homeless man in the alley.

The tramp turned and walked into the house. When he came out, he was wearing a black cloak and had two black daggers hanging around his waist.

His body shook and turned into a cloud of smoke...

Half a day later, the old guards in the bandit den suddenly received a mysterious letter, which was shot into the mountain stronghold by arrows: "Ugumantai will soon send troops to fight you. The Iron Horse Knights are ready to go. There are about 50 people. The information fee is 7 silver coins. Please put it in the mailbox at No. Knight Avenue in Sunshine City. If we don’t see the money, there will be no more intelligence in the future... Sincerely, the Black Blade Thieves Guild."

(End of this chapter)