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Apocalypse Kingdom, study.

A layer of transparent ice formed outside the window, and a layer of water droplets appeared inside the window.

The winter sun shone through the layers of snowflakes, and finally, only one or two rays of light hit the window, reflecting a faint light and shadow.

The sun could not be projected into the room, and the colorful magic crystal lamp above made up for the lack of sunlight.

Field sat upright at the desk, his figure reflected on the back of the chair.

His eyes turned, and his eyes scanned the government documents on the desk, taking a deep breath to relieve fatigue.

He stretched out his left hand and took down the government documents on it.

"Forging Department?"

Turning over the government documents, the dwarf's unique handwriting came into Field's eyes.

Suddenly, a shout with a hint of joy echoed in the study.

"Limestone vein!"

Bang~

Field closed the government document, raised his head, and looked out of the study, "Quintus!"

Quintus heard the voice and immediately walked to Field, "Your Majesty!"

Field handed over the government document in his hand, and Quintus took a few steps forward and stretched out his hands to take it.

"This is the limestone mountain range explored by the Forging Department. You send it to the Craft Manufacturing Department and start mining. The production of cement cannot be interrupted!"

Field's face was serious. Cement is related to all aspects of the Apocalypse Kingdom and the consumption is huge.

If the cement plant stops production for one day, all projects in the Apocalypse Kingdom will be affected.

Quintus nodded slightly to Field, turned around, and walked out of the palace quickly.

Seeing Quintus leave, Field bowed his head and skillfully took another government document with his left hand.

The snow was falling, and the Apocalypse Royal City was gradually covered by heavy snow.

The cold weather made the soil frozen hard, and the farmers of the Grain Department ushered in the most relaxing time of the year.

After the Apocalypse Kingdom replaced the Sayre Kingdom, farmers no longer feared winter, but looked forward to it.

No heavy farm work, no need to worry about food.

Farmers nestled in warm cement houses, with wives and children on their beds.

With a little money in their pockets, they would go to the tavern to kill time when they had nothing to do, playing cards in groups of three or five.

The northern border of the Apocalypse Kingdom, unlike the coziness of the Apocalypse King City, was full of war and tension.

"Kill!"

With the commander's shout.

The soldiers of the Zhenbei Corps stabbed out their spears in unison, the spear tips cut through the snow curtain, flashing a faint cold light, and shouted in unison: "Ha~"

"Kill!"

"Ha~"

The sound of the Zhenbei Corps' drills resounded throughout the border fortress, but it was not just the Zhenxi Corps' drills.

Rumble~

The sound of thousands of horses galloping and the shouting and killing merged together, forming waves of unique sounds.

In a room of a fortress, a pair of eyes stared through the window at the Zhenbei Army in training.

"Is this the army of the Kingdom of Apocalypse? The Kingdom of Betas deserved to lose!"

Bulks retracted his gaze, bowed his head, raised his arms, and observed the glittering Cambrian armor general version.

Haska knocked on the breastplate he was wearing and said lightly: "Father, this is enchanted armor! It is well-made, better than the enchanted armor of the family!"

Bulks raised his head, his hands drooped naturally, and looked at Haska with a firm look.

"Haska, attacking the White Tiger Tribe is our opportunity. We must make military achievements, wash away the shame, and at least get rid of the identity of sinners!"

Haska nodded.

The Burjoni family surrendered to Apocalypse, the title of duke of the fiefdom was taken away, and the family's strong men were transferred to the northern border.

His status plummeted in an instant. In name, he was a free man of the Kingdom of Apocalypse, but in reality he was making meritorious contributions to get rid of the identity of a sinner.

"Father, don't worry, the Burjoni family will definitely make military achievements to wash away their sins!"

Bulks nodded with relief, and looked at the Zhenbei Legion in training again.

The Cambrian armor is snow-white in color.

Under the heavy snow, it blends into the environment.

Time passed slowly, and the snow became heavier, as if it was about to crush the day, but the heavy snow did not affect the training of the Zhenbei Legion and the Holy Helmet Knights.

Every morning, the biting cold wind did not wake up Burlks and Haska, but the shouts of killing woke them up.

In the room, Burlks just opened his eyes.

Outside the door, Haska's voice sounded, "Father, Commander Bacon and the Sebastian Legion held a combat meeting and asked us to go as soon as possible!"

"I know, I'll be there soon!"

After a while, the door slowly opened, and Burlks walked out slowly, "Let's go!"

Haska nodded slightly, followed Burlks, and rushed to the combat hall.

The hall was crowded with people.

Burkes stepped over the threshold and looked around. The figures he saw were all familiar figures, all powerful golden knights.

He lowered his eyes slightly. There was a huge table in the middle of the hall, and on the table was a detailed map.

There were circles and drawings on the map.

Commander Bacon raised his head and scanned everyone's face one by one.

"Now that everyone is here, let's discuss the battle plan and route!"

Commander Bacon lowered his head and stared at the map.

The surrounding golden knights took steps and moved closer to the map.

"The end of winter is coming!"

Everyone was slightly nervous when they heard this. It was not the nervousness of fear, but the nervousness of waiting for a long time and finally coming.

Commander Bacon turned his head and looked at Sebastian.

Sebastian understood, stretched out his right hand, pointed at the map, and said: "The White Tiger Tribe is the guardian of the Hamadamar Plain and is an obstacle for the kingdom to enter the plain!"

"But His Majesty the King has ordered that we only need to seize most of the White Tiger Tribe's territory. Don't kill all of the White Tiger Tribe, and don't seize the territory bordering other tribes."

Sebastian's voice sank, and he pointed his finger at a red circle on the map, "This is our goal this time!"

After a pause, Sebastian continued to introduce the situation of the White Tiger Tribe.

"The White Tiger Tribe has a priest who is comparable to a great wizard, and six barbarian warriors who are comparable to golden knights! In addition, the White Tiger Tribe has four dependent medium-sized tribes."

Sebastian moved his finger and pointed to the largest point on the map.

"This is the camp of the White Tiger Tribe!"

At a glance, it was not within the red circle.

At this time, a puzzled voice suddenly sounded in the hall, "Why is the White Tiger Tribe's camp so close to the Barbarian King's Court!"

Sebastian glanced at the person who asked the question and explained: "A year ago, the White Tiger Tribe received the news of the defeat of Arester and Betas Kingdom, and moved to the hinterland of the territory."

Hearing this, everyone nodded, and their faces showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

After a long time, the White Tiger Tribe itself was afraid of the revenge of the Apocalypse Kingdom, so it moved the camp to a location close to the King's Court in advance.

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