Sword of Daybreaker

Two young dragon descendants left, and there was only one ancient dragon that had completed mechanical eternal life and the numerous machines accompanying the dragon.

In the whispering sound of various equipment in the room, the golden dragon Andal swayed his head slightly, and hundreds of alloy joints and electronic nerve bundles helped him complete this simple movement. His eyes turned to the front. A crystal coveted, a voice in the speaker next to the platform that seemed to be self-speaking: "How do you see this?"

The crystal around the platform covets the data and the image is refreshed at the same time. The flowing light spots are quickly combined into a clear image. The dragons that are full of power appear on those thin display media - they have The shape of the dragon is maintained, and some are human images. Some, such as Andal, have undergone thorough mechanical or electronic transformation, while others are young and natural.

The elders of these panelists seem to have been paying attention to what happened in this room. When the voice of Andal fell, a blue dragon immediately replied: "The development route and the scope of change of this season are indeed beyond the past, but We have no way of determining their final outcome. Given the special circumstances of Tar Lund, we can only take a wait-and-see attitude."

"We have been watching for hundreds of thousands of years. How many civilizations that had certain hopes are going to perish in our wait and see," another dragon couldn't help but say, "Maybe we should take some positive this time." means."

"Be wary of the lessons brought about by the chaos of the tide, all our positive behaviors may lead to greater counter-attack power..."

The chaos of the tide seems to be a sword that will always hang over the top of the dragon. When the word is spoken, even the eyes of the Speaker of the House of Asdar are slightly stunned.

In the short silence, another elder broke the silence: "The elf's silver empire once reached the technical critical point, and the **** of nature that has the greatest influence on them has fallen. I think the silver empire is the most noteworthy of all variables. ......"

"But the elves have the same flaws as us, and they have a hard time breaking through that lock... Their average lifespan is too long."

Listening to the conversations of the members of the jury, Andal’s speaker only closed his eyes slightly, and said nothing until the surrounding discussion gradually subsided. He opened his eyelids and looked slightly ahead: “Omega, you are silver. What is the evaluation value of the empire?"

The discussion in the room was quiet for a while, and a crystal covet in front of Andal suddenly fainted, and then a circular image of the ruptured reorganization appeared on the display medium, accompanied by a mechanized synth: "...0.33 percent, Andal."

"What about the new Cecil empire?"

"There is not enough data, I can't evaluate it now, Andal."

“What is the highest evaluation value of the original Gangster Empire?”

"Query historical data... 0.42 percent."

Andal expressed his gratitude, after the Omega data connection was put back into standby, the ancient dragon raised his eyes and looked around.

"It’s too early to discuss the final assessment, friends, the silver empire, the Cecil empire, they want to be 'variables', at least the gentleman must survive."

As far as he spoke, Andal’s mind showed a change in the situation of the mainland countries of Loren, which was returned by agents at all levels in recent times.

A new cemetery that is in desperate need of rest and recuperation, a Titan empire that is developing to a critical stage and urgently needs to break through the bottleneck.

In the world outside Tallon, the change never stops. In the land dominated by mankind, the dynasty is replaced, and the kingdom changes. In the year of this fiercely turbulent era, can the new country survive? Or... will become the nourishment of another huge empire...

......

At the border of Cecil, the fortress of Changfeng, the commander Maryland led his most accomplicating aide to the military camp on the south side of the castle area.

Several teams of recruits were training in the open space outside the castle. The farmers recruited from the fields were summoned by the instructors to an open space, and some of the most basic commands were executed from morning to night - neatly arranged, lined up, and stopped. Look left or right, turn around, line up again... One training is a few hours, for a few days in a row.

They were trained by the inspectors of the Cecil Army from the South. These instructors have experienced the most severe battlefield test on the plains of the Holy Spirit, but they are faced with another test here: the Eastern Expeditionary Forces, which are not well-disciplined. They are even slower than the stones. They don't even know the left and right feet. Not to mention the instructor's orders. Letting them line up is a test for everyone. Everyone here includes trained soldiers, including execution. Trained instructors even include veterans and other company commanders watching the process.

But the instructors still have full patience and a variety of effective means: in the era of extreme poverty among the bottom farmers, an egg or a bowl of meat porridge rewards enough for those who are squatting to train for a whole day, and various The simplified instructions and the clumsy way of memorizing the instructions allowed the illiterate soldiers to understand the commander's intentions in the quickest time. When Maryland walked through the training ground, he saw a group of soldiers standing in a narrow position. On the **** of the soil, the instructor shouted a long and left password with a long bamboo pole.

When you call the left, the bamboo pole will knock from the left side of the slope. When you call the right, the bamboo pole will knock on the other side. You can avoid the beat by lifting the legs according to the order. The soldiers who cannot tell the order will roll down and beat one. All day, the next day will know about it.

If it doesn't work for a day, it will be beaten for two days, and two days will not work for three days.

The method is stupid, but it is very effective. Under the premise that most soldiers are illiterate, this is almost the most useful means.

And those soldiers who have been trained for a week or so are obviously much better in performance than the recruits who have just arrived here. They can at least keep a straight line in one or two laps and stop when they line up. It’s almost impossible to get into a group – this simple and inferior standard may be ridiculous in the eyes of a Cecil veteran, but Maryland knows what it looks like when the recruits first arrived, and knows how to make a group of illiterate soldiers understand. How difficult is the two orders of "starting" and "setting". In his view, those recruits who can take a straight line are already a miracle.

He saw the instructors walking around the edge of the playground with trained recruits who were able to line up neatly, and walked with them to the front of the recruiters who were still training "left" and "right". The teams are all head-on, because they have put on neat cloth training suits, and the uniform uniform seems to bring some incredible pride to these recruits.

The initial sense of honor was established in the unification of uniforms and training grounds.

Those neat and sturdy dark blue cloth training suits have only recently been released. Ordinary fabrics can't bring any battlefield protection like enchanted metal, but the Empire emblem of training suits and the sense of unity of a large number of uniforms. "In the training field, it is enough to give the soldiers some encouragement. Even if you leave these two points aside, for the recruits who are mostly from poor farmers, the army can get a sturdy and beautiful new clothes. A good thing for Tianda, you know that under normal circumstances, a poor farmer has no new clothes to wear all year round.

Maryland listened to Phillips, the cost of these uniforms is quite low, some of the fabrics used to make them come from the textile mills in the South, and the other part comes from Tifeng. Under the impetus of industrial production, the expensive fabrics and their products have already become cheap. In two years, more textile mills and garment factories will open up in the east (because there are large cotton fields in the east), cheap clothes will soon be something that everyone in this land can have. As the South has already happened.

"At least, these recruits already have a 'shelf'," Maryland said to the people behind him after walking through the training ground. "So they stand on the wall like a soldier, not a bunch of grass. The fork is replaced by a knife gun farmer."

"The new training program can really let the recruits master the basic discipline in the shortest time, but the shelf is the shelf, and I don't know if I can scare the Tifeng people," said the adjutant. "The previous 'surge' action It did produce some effect, but it may also cause the suspicion of the Tifeng people. Recently they frequently sent spies and activities around the fortress. It seems that they want to explore further."

"It doesn't matter, our plan is more than one..."

Maryland smiled and shook his head, left the training ground with a cronies, and returned to the private room in the castle. After the screenlessly removed the unrelated person outside the adjutant, he opened his own dedicated magic terminal...

......

Cecil City, a mechanical manufacturing facility, on the central platform dubbed the "mechanical throne", the sleek Nicholas Eggs are floating in the center of their field, manipulating a large number of floating parts around them, happily combining The structure required for all kinds of blueprints, the sound of all kinds of machine tools and magic guides running around him, which sounds almost noise in the ears of ordinary people, but he seems to be a kind of rhythmic music. Let the ball feel good.

The most frequently discussed topics of mechanical bachelors and magical technicians in manufacturing are the establishment of the empire and the impressive coronation ceremony. The road people in the city are also discussing recent market changes and broadcasting. The news, but Nicholas Eggs has always had no interest in machines and metals for these things. He is more fascinated by the new blueprint for aircraft recently issued by Minister Rebecca and the second armored train "Iron Throne The construction plan of the "Crystal Giant" is no more interesting to him than dealing with metals and machines.

But an unexpected news interrupted his happy work plan today - a mechanical bachelor in a work uniform rushed to the front of the mechanical throne and shouted: "The director! Your magic network communication! From the Changfeng Fortress!!"

Nicholas? The egg always muttered a little depressed, and the floating metal parts slowly fell to the ground. As he floated down the round table, he explained to the assistant next to him: "The things here don't move, I will come back. ""

Leaving the lively workshop, Nicholas Eggs always came to the quiet communication room, the magic net terminal was shimmering in the center of the room, and the windward fortress commander Maryland was floating on the holographic projection.

Seeing the commander who had been looking for his own reminder before, the Iron Stars volunteered to say hello: "Oh, Maryland - the Iron Throne has been fixed, but you have to wait until the railroad is laid before you can drive to you."

"I know, I am not coming to remind the throne of the iron," the commander of the fortress in the holographic projection said with a smile. "I am coming to find your next new order."

"Order?" The huge metal ball floated in the air, "What order?"

“Order a group of magical armor and combat backpacks, as well as supporting cutting swords and magic guide terminals, delivered within five days.”

"Oh, it sounds like the problem is not big, how much?"

"Seven or eight thousand sets, if possible, one or two thousand sets are not not..."

Nicholas? The egg always trembled and almost fell to the ground on the spot: "Mother's ball is a vertical takeoff and landing, your brain is good!! You are bored with the eyes of the Tifeng people, boring to the ball?!"

"I haven't finished yet," Maryland hurriedly interrupted. "I want to be 'special.'"

"Special? How is a special law?"

"As far as I know, the most complicated and time-consuming process of making the magic armor and the supporting magical armor should be the process of inscriptions and inlaid crystals. Should it be correct?"

"Well... almost like this," Nicholas egg calmed down from the horror of the moment. After realizing that the opposite commander of the fortress was not joking, he began to seriously think about it. "In addition, there is an adjustment test for the calibration structure. In the case of the magic guide terminal, the assembly of the internal movable mechanical structure is also a time-consuming process, and this part of the process is still done manually."

"What if you only make a set of shells? Don't run the text, don't inlay the crystal, don't have any internal mechanical structure..."

"That is equal to the stamped metal plate!"

Maryland smiled and nodded hard: "It can even be simpler. It can be molded with iron once. It can also be used to process defective products that are ready to be recycled. Even if the quality is poor, it can only be fixed with wire. All."

"...What are you doing?" Nicholas's egg looked blank (although his face was still a funny face), "Wait, did you agree with the order?"

"I have submitted an application to the higher level. You should receive the news before this evening. As for what I want to do..." Maryland smiled a little. "I plan to be a thousand troops..."

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