Turning a page in the report, there is the experience and lesson that was learned by the countless soldiers on the heights of Paramel.

Beside the blade that day were not only the Typhonians, but also the Cecil.

Any new thing is imperfect at the beginning of its birth, and often the more advanced it is, even if scholars exhaust their efforts to deduce, even if there is Gawain, a person who has accumulated millions of years of experience in three lifetimes, to guide him, the creation of mankind will not be perfect after all.

Relying on the technology and ideas that crushed an era, Cecil's legion had swept across the entire southern realm and swept across the plains of the Holy Spirit, but when facing the Typhonians, some shortcomings that had never been discovered before would still be exposed - although the Typhonians took a different route from Cecil, they were already a strong enemy that could make the Magus Legion fully confronted, and in the face of a strong enemy, any shortcomings would be fatal.

"The armored train is a new thing, even the most experienced veteran can only slowly grope for the Iron Throne, and it is normal for mistakes to occur in the process," Gawain said as if talking to himself, "Philip can find these mistakes in a short time and summarize them, this is the most important ......"

"The Typhonians have seen the armored train with their own eyes, and the evacuated force will definitely bring back a lot of critical information," Amber said, "Will they break the railroad construction agreement with us because of this?" After all, once the armored train enters the territory, the harm caused is not comparable to that of ordinary troops......"

"They're aware of the danger, but they can't refuse the great value of rail transport, and I'm not too worried about that," Gawain shook his head, "but they're going to find a way to counteract, either by changing the track specifications to prevent Cecil's trains from coming directly into the country, or by setting up emergency stops on key inbound railways...... It's all possible. ”

As he spoke, he turned his gaze back to the thick report, which he saw was still many pages to come, and the weighty report seemed to be far from finished.

After turning the next page, his gaze suddenly froze, and the expression on his face became complicated.

On that page, Maryland wrote only one sentence: "...... The above information about Typhon's military and the improvement of the Long Wind Line are not my own ingenuity, Your Majesty, Silas?? The exploits of Duke Loren should not be buried. ”

Amber noticed the change in Gawain's expression and leaned over curiously again: "What is this?" ”

Gawain flipped through the pages, and what caught his eye was pages of scanned and photocopied manuscript materials from the archives of the Changfeng Fortress.

That's Silas?? Some of the detailed information about the Typhon Frontier Legion left by Loren was written and sorted out by Duke Loren himself, some were reports from junior commanders, and some were even original intelligence from the former intelligence officers in the East who risked their lives to send back to the fortress.

Written records, hand-drawn topographical maps, identifying features of Typhon's main knighthood, the new weaponry they used, and even ...... Even the insignia and compilation information of the Iron River Knights are impressive.

Some photocopies can see Silas?? The annotations and marks left by Loren, and on other photocopies, there were traces of blood.

Behind these documents, there's what looks like letters or journals - basically all Silas?? Loren and Belk?? The handwriting of Loren and his son, which records in detail the construction and expansion of the Changfeng defense line, the threat of Typhon's Transcendent Legion, and the shortcomings of Ansu's state structure at that time.

Gawain saw Silas?? A letter from Loren to the nobles of the royal capital, mentioning that the eastern frontier was overburdened by the construction of the fortress of Changfeng, and that he hoped to raise some money, as well as a letter to the king and to the other two protectors......

Gawain did not know if Francis II and the other two protectorate dukes at the time had responded to these letters (most of them had responded, otherwise the Long Wind Line would not have been successfully completed), but those appeals and appeals addressed to the nobles of the royal capital were ...... I'm afraid it's all lost in the sea.

For just as "my vassal's vassal is not my vassal", the noble lords of Ansu also follow the rule that "my neighbor's domain is not my domain".

The entire second half of the report is full of these photocopies, but they are clearly not all, and Maryland makes it clear at the end of the report: "...... This is only a small part of the above, and in the archives of the Longwind Fortress, we have found a large number of surveillance records of Typhon and information about the defensive line. When the finishing is complete, I will send a complete copy back to the imperial capital, and I ask Your Majesty to wait. ”

Amber came to Gawain's side and followed through all of them, before finally shaking her head and muttering, "It's a pity." ”

"Except for history itself, I'm afraid we are not qualified to judge Silas?? Loren's merits, but at least in terms of this information, the Grand Duke of the East left behind a valuable treasure," Gawain sighed, "and then replied to Maryland and told him to make good use of this inheritance—he also approved his plan for the construction of the Long Wind Line. ”

"Okay."

After putting down the heavy report, Gawain rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, then leaned back in his chair and said while relaxing his somewhat tense shoulders: "Philip mentioned the restrictions of the griffon knight...... I don't know how the project is going on Rebecca's side. ”

"I went to see the excitement two days ago, and I saw that they were digging something like a giant spinning top out of a deformed shelf," Amber said casually, "Maggie was also there, half-dragon, half-human, with a lot of iron pieces hanging on her wings, and she didn't know what they were doing, and it looked like a clothes rack......"

"Rebecca seems to be planning to use the principle of dragon flight to propel the craft," Gawain smiled, "If she can succeed, it will really be done in one step, and even the propeller scheme for the transition can be omitted......"

"I'm looking forward to the day when they make it fly," Amber said, "I've always wondered what it's like to see the earth from above, but I can't learn how to control a griffin, and that Pitman guy says he's going to get the druid's animal transfiguration and turn into a giant eagle and fly with me, and after ten years of practice, I've become a quail, and I need to kick underneath to take off......"

Gawain: "......"

Is it the first time he's heard of Pittman's glorious deeds and special skills?

At this moment, a sudden sound of footsteps came from the hallway, followed by a regular knock on the door, Gawain raised his head and let the knocker in, and after the study door opened, a waiter in a blue and white uniform walked in.

"Your Majesty, a special piece of information," the attendant said respectfully, handing over a printout, "from the Rock City Government Office." ”

"Rock City?" Gawain said with some surprise, reaching out to take the print from the squire, and after a moment, his expression became strange.

Amber immediately leaned over curiously, "Oops, what's wrong?" ”

Gao Wen: "The Rock City Government Department reported that there was an unlicensed and smuggled transcendent in their prison who was eating and drinking in the cell, and they couldn't get rid of it. ”

Amber was stunned: "That's it? And report such a thing to you? ”

The corners of Gawain's mouth twitched: "This person claims to be called Bud??" Wendell. ”

Amber didn't react at once: "Bud?? Wendell, it sounds familiar, which one is it...... Yes! The one that was blown up by Byron?! ”

"Wendell is a noble surname of Typhon, and it's not easy to have the same name and surname in this regard," Gawain said with a strange expression, "and that's a ...... The real world is the most dramatic......"

……

Typhon's imperial capital, Aldenan.

After receiving the order, Andesa returned at full speed and once again set foot on the streets of the city where she was born and raised.

Riding in the Wendell family's carriage and listening to the sound of the wheels crushing over the road, Andesa opened the cover on one side of the carriage and looked at the scenery on the street and the passers-by with some fascination.

She knew that it had been a long time since she had been away from the city, but the city had changed more than she had expected.

Some old buildings were demolished, some unknown buildings appeared on the streets, even if they were houses they knew, some of them were hung with strange signs, called XX Company, XX Factory, the misty Aldenan was shrouded in a layer of gray, and a faint and strange smell filled the fog, which did not smell good, which made Andesa subconsciously frown.

This is the "new atmosphere of the imperial capital" described in the letters coming from China?

Andesa frowned, looking at the hurried flow of people on the road, she still remembered the city used to be like, remembered the leisurely and proud citizens, remembered the comfortable, not fast and not slow rhythm here, but now Aldenan was like a winding clock in a mechanical clock, as if there was a fast-spinning gear pushing everyone, and the pedestrians in her sight walked quickly, as if they did not dare to waste even a minute, and at the end of the street they flocked, there were tall and ugly factory buildings, Either with a tall chimney......

Most of the city is still the same as it was when she left, but a change beneath the surface seems to change everything, and Andesa feels like she doesn't know the place anymore.

As the carriage drove down the long street, approaching the Wendell family's mansion, Andessa's mind finally calmed down and began to think about the things she had to face.

She went home, but she felt that it was not honorable for her to come back this time.

The carriage came to a steady halt at the door, and servants came out of the door to greet them, all with beaming smiles—at any rate, the eldest lady was still worthy of the joy of these people, and the familiar gentleman butler, in addition to the ordinary servants, also went out of the door and came to the door of the carriage.

The butler bent down: "Miss, welcome home." ”

Andesa poked her head out: "Is grandfather at home?" ”

"Yes, he's waiting for you in the flower hall."

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