What's wrong with building a steel torrent in a dungeon?

Chapter 188 Elf Priest

After hearing the news, Zhu Chongba was also very happy.

He knew very well what a living necromancer meant! They could use this to know how to train and control the undead, and even deduce Arthas's tactics and strategies!

This clue alone is equivalent to the power of hundreds of artillery pieces.

As for the necromancer who was unwilling to speak, she could only be handed over to City Lord Flan. When it came to deceiving, abusing, and making excuses, no one could match City Lord Flan.

So after the troops had finished their repairs, Durren immediately returned to the elven camp and brought elves such as Galannodir over.

Although Galannodiel's clothes were as shabby as the other soldiers, her appearance still astounded everyone present. As the saying goes, a woman can emerge from the mud without being stained. Dirty clothes could not hide her beautiful face and holy temperament.

Kongdai and Zhu Chongba both lowered their heads involuntarily, not daring to look directly into Galannodil's blue eyes.

"Thank God! There are still forces in Calradia that are willing to fight the devil." Galannodiel's voice was weak, but she still managed to stand firm.

Zhu Chongba was full of respect for this elf priest who was unwilling to compromise with evil, so he said respectfully: "Master Priest, I heard that you have captured a necromancer?"

Galannodil nodded and asked the soldiers to bring her over.

This was a pale-faced woman who seemed to suffer from the same kidney deficiency as Arthas.

It was obvious that the elves did not torture the woman. Even though they looked pale and thin, they still gave her enough food. It seemed that they also knew how important this undead mage, who they had finally captured, was.

Galanodier said: "She keeps her mouth shut. We can't get many useful clues from her. Time is running out, and we don't have much energy to torture her."

As if to prove Galannodil's words, the necromancer said with a firm face: "Don't worry! Even if you have enough time, you will never be able to pry open my mouth! Long live His Majesty Arthas! Long live the Demon God...

Before the woman could finish her words, an elf behind her knocked her out with ease. It seemed that she had done this kind of thing many times.

"Master Priest, I have an unwelcome request." Zhu Chongba said, "I hope you can hand over this prisoner to us and we will take him back to Orila City..."

This is indeed an unreasonable request.

At present, the entire continent's understanding of the undead can be said to be blank.

Intelligence is money, intelligence is hope!

Those present were all experienced soldiers, so they were naturally well aware of this.

And now, Zhu Chongba actually hopes that the elves will give them this exclusive information, especially since Aurora City and the elves were still mortal enemies a few months ago.

An elven officer immediately stood up to object, but before he could finish his words, Galanodiel interrupted him and said to Zhu Chongba, "The safety of the entire Calradia now depends on Lord Fran! We must do our best, including this prisoner. In this difficult situation, we should leave behind

It's just their own prejudices."

After hearing what Jialannodier said, Zhu Chongba and Kongdai were extremely happy. If they could really get something out of this necromancer and learn more about the details of the undead, then Orila City would have a better chance of winning. It would be worth their risk of going deep into the enemy's territory alone.

"Thank you so much, Master Priest, but... I have another request." Zhu Chongba said, "This request may be even more excessive than the last one."

"Master Legion Commander, please feel free to speak." Galannodir smiled.

"I noticed that the High Priest seemed to be in poor health. If possible, could I invite the High Priest to go to the city of Aurora? At least I can take care of your health there." Zhu Zhongba said.

After hearing these words, all the elves' faces sank.

Aurora City, that is the base of the Vienna Alliance!

Although the two sides have temporarily made peace, they are still enemies after all! Moreover, the war with the undead, whether victory or defeat, is not a good ending for Galannodiel. If Fran wins, will she let Galannodiel go? Or will she be more willing to take this powerful high priest as a prisoner?

Galannodiel smiled and said, "Commander, I appreciate your kindness. I believe you have no selfish motives. But at this critical moment, I would rather be with my men and my comrades. As for my health, I think I can hold on."

However, just after she finished these few words, Galanodier began to cough painfully. Seeing this, the guards on both sides immediately supported her and gently stroked her back.

Galanodier covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and the violent coughing stopped after a long time. She took a look at the white handkerchief, and then immediately put it in her pocket, fearing that others would see the blood-red stain on it.

Now, the elves, including Durrenni, were getting a little anxious. They had never thought that Galanodir's health had deteriorated to such an extent. If this was the case, they could not care about anything else and had to move her to a safe place.

"Master High Priest, I think you should consider the Legion Commander's idea." Durren said softly.

"Don't try to persuade me." said Galannodiel.

Zhu Zhongba said: "Master Priest. I invited you to Aurora City. On the one hand, it is for your health, but on the other hand, it is for the sake of war."

"For the war?" A hint of doubt appeared on Galannodiel's face.

"Yes." Zhu Zhongba said, "The front battlefield will certainly rely on Lady Fran! But the battlefield behind enemy lines is not useless! With a large number of undead and soldiers being sent to the Holy Roel Empire, the huge Feruman Empire will be left unattended. This is our main battlefield! We can rely on our superior

Use your current strength to conduct mobile operations and harass Arthas! Forcing him to be distracted, or even threatening their capital. However, this way of fighting requires extremely high marching speed. With your current body, I'm afraid...

"I'm afraid it will slow down the overall marching speed?" Jialannuodil said on behalf of Zhu Chongba

His words were indeed very impolite, but they were also true.

Zhu Chongba continued, "The High Priest has great prestige and influence in the Elf Empire! Your decision at the critical moment is also admirable! But unfortunately, no one in the entire continent knows about your deeds. The Elf Empire even thought you had died in the battle! Behind enemy lines, you have no way to speak out! You can't send Arthas to the enemy.

The brutality of the Feruman Empire and the tragic situation of the Feruman Empire are all spread out! But it is different in Orila City, where you can speak out all your thoughts! In this way, we can publicize our determination to fight against evil! Attract more warriors to come and help! I believe that in the Elf Empire, there must be many warriors like you who are dissatisfied with the appeasement of the upper echelons of the empire.

Appeasement policy!"

After hearing what Zhu Chongba said, Jialannuodil was silent for a long time, then smiled helplessly and said: "Commander, you shouldn't fight, you should be a diplomat."

Zhu Chongba also laughed, and then said: "The battlefield is more suitable for me!

"Master Priest." Seeing that Galanodiel had given in, an elf beside her said worriedly, "What if Fran takes you as a prisoner after the war?"

"I have met Lord Fran once. She is not such a person." Galanodier smiled weakly, and then said: "Besides, she has always stood on justice and morality. Why would she go to war with the most powerful empire for a priest abandoned by the empire?"

Durrenni also said: "The health of the High Priest is really poor, and he should be treated immediately! But I still want to remind everyone in Orila City! If you dare to disrespect the High Priest in any way! We would rather die than protect his dignity!"

"Don't worry. We in Orila City will never do such a thing! I guarantee it with my personal integrity. Then, please go to the warship, Master Priest! We will escort you and the other wounded to Orila City."

"Thank you! Thank you, Commander, and thank you, Orila City." Galannodiel bowed slowly to the soldiers of Orila City.

I have something to do (referring to playing board games) so I'm going to Hangzhou!! I drank too much Coke so this chapter is posted a little late

Chapter 189 I Can't Let Your Majesty Down

In this way, a warship carrying the wounded and important intelligence slowly sailed southward along the Soul-Guiding River, while the rest of the people took a large amount of supplies and moved towards the White Frost Mountains further north.

For the three troops remaining in the Feruman Empire, their purpose is no longer to hunt the undead. They must carefully hide their bodies, while collecting intelligence, quietly waiting for the opportunity to turn themselves into sharp blades, and then at the most critical moment,

Draw the sword!!

At the same time, on the other side, Fran had also arrived at the fortress that was taking shape rapidly.

The team responsible for building this city was the construction corps of Orilla City. Before this, they had undertaken several large-scale projects, including the second renovation of Thermopylae, the construction of the new city area of ​​Orilla, the widening of the underground city road, the reconstruction of Bieson Port, and the construction of a new port factory.

For construction projects, they have already figured out a set of work processes and work specifications, and modularized many construction components, which greatly improved work efficiency. Since everyone has their own responsibilities and cooperates closely with each other, Kreltz, as the general manager, has nothing to do.

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Of course, this is not only due to Fran’s vigorous development of industrial culture, but also due to the popularization of education.

If Fran had not previously gone against the crowd and launched a literacy campaign, these workers would not have recognized the documents and tasks at all, and subsequent work would have been out of the question.

Since it was a fortress built purely for war, the construction team did not consider aesthetics, etc. They used cannons to blast away nearby stones, then used cement as an adhesive to glue the stone fragments together, and soon built thick walls one after another.

Although such a wall is not flexible enough and is prone to cracks in the long run, there are no firearms on the other side anyway, and I don't have to think about it for such a long time. So these are not a problem.

After enclosing a large area with thick walls, the construction team began to build barracks, arsenals, training camps, etc. They also had a complete plan for this! They even modified the traditional fortress to make it more suitable for the storage of dangerous items such as firearms and gunpowder.

Of course, although the barracks and other places can ignore the appearance, they must consider comfort!

Comfort is fighting power!

This is a long-term confrontation. If the soldiers have a comfortable environment to rest after the arduous war, they can quickly recover their combat effectiveness.

What's more, winter is coming soon. If we underestimate this "General Winter", we will pay a heavy price.

Every day, the fortress is bustling with activity.

Under the command of many engineers, the newly arrived soldiers quickly joined the "battlefield" and added bricks and tiles to the new fortress. In the rear, a large number of artillery pieces were transported and installed on the city walls. The dense muzzles frightened the engineers on the front walls.

Fran and Wallenstein looked around the fortress together.

Wallenstein's expression changed from praise, to amazement, and finally to silence.

The engineering capabilities demonstrated by the city of Orila once again shocked Wallenstein.

Wallenstein was the chief logistics officer, president of the Chamber of Commerce, and commander of the legion! She knew very well how difficult it was to build a fortress from scratch. Some large fortresses took several years to build and it was impossible to complete them in a few months.

More importantly, when the number of people on the construction site reaches a certain level, management becomes the biggest problem! Often the simplest things in life can cause great confusion and trouble. So it does not mean that the more people there are, the faster the construction progress.

When the number of construction workers exceeds the management capacity, the more people there are, the lower the efficiency will be.

Before this, no force had ever been able to allow a construction site to accommodate so many workers working at the same time like Fran did! Even the dwarves had never done such a thing.

Every time Wallenstein got to know Fran better, he was shocked by the strength displayed by the city of Orilla.

She thought she would get used to it after being shocked so many times, but it was obvious that she couldn't get used to it.

If she had previously believed that the Holy Roll Empire could fight against the City of Orila with its reserves, such a thought had now completely disappeared.

A deep feeling of powerlessness surged through Wallenstein's body.

Looking at Fran's endless introduction, Wallenstein was conflicted for a moment.

Oh, how nice it would be if the first person I met was you, the city lord.

But at this moment, Wallenstein recalled the first time he met Margaret. When other family members looked down on her, despised her talents, and even thought that her value was only a qualified tool for marriage, only Margaret affirmed her and reached out to her.

Although Margaret did not fully realize her importance later, and even placed her in an inappropriate place, this did not prevent Wallenstein from repaying Margaret's kindness.

As Fran said before, Wallenstein is different from Tilly. She is not a blindly loyal person. If she really finds out that Margaret is a stranger to her, she will leave her without hesitation.

but now……

At least Margaret hadn't done anything to let her down... Moreover, now that Duke Tilly was dead, she was the only one left to support Margaret. She couldn't turn against him at this time! Or even abandon Margaret.

But if we really have to go to war with Fran in the future.

When she thought of this, Wallenstein fell into deep despair, a despair that even Arthas had never given her.

In the battle with Arthas, they can still mobilize the whole country to fight desperately. At worst, they can learn from the trolls and fight guerrilla warfare with them! Continue to eliminate Arthas's living forces, and when the desolate Feruman Empire finally can't hold on, they can fight back. Although this process is definitely not easy, there is still hope.

But it's different with Fran.

The longer the fight with Fran drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for them.

The strength of Orila City is growing at an astonishing speed, a speed that they can't even begin to catch up with.

Moreover, she didn't want to go to war with Fran, either for public or private reasons. Fran had helped her a lot since she met her, and the two of them had become close friends. She didn't want to meet such a friend on the battlefield.

Alas, if City Lord Margaret could submit to City Lord Fran, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?

At this moment, such an idea suddenly popped into Wallenstein's mind.

But he quickly shook his head and drove away this terrible thought.

Wallenstein, oh Wallenstein!

His Majesty is counting on you to work with her to make the Holy Roel Empire even greater!

Why are you thinking of selling out His Majesty?

No, I can't have such thoughts anymore.

but……

This path doesn't seem impossible.

Chapter 190: Incognito Visit

Wallenstein was still struggling with the future.

Suddenly, some chattering voices reached her ears. She looked carefully and found that the people who came were all Fran's confidants.

A dwarf loli who likes to swing a hammer, a skinny goblin, a vampire, and the rest are humans and demons. In short, the composition of Fran's confidants is very complicated.

"Lord City Lord! Something very important has happened!!" Gorronil said

"Serious problem? Is there something wrong with the water supply and drainage?" Fran looked at the noisy group of people in surprise!

"no!"

"Is there something wrong with the structure of the artillery deployment? Do we need to restructure it?" Fran was shocked.

"No! It's more important!"

"what is that?"

"It's naming!" Gorronil said, "We haven't named the fort yet."