Over the past month, Sally had met with all sorts of resistance to all of her decrees, and it seemed that after a winter had passed, most of the other nobles of Evta had sided with them - something that had happened before, but never so blatantly...

When the tax revenue could not be collected, the people were frequently harassed by "bandits", and there were people everywhere circulating negative news about Sally's "chaotic private life", such a despicable and despicable method pressed from all directions, which really made Sally a little annoyed.

What made her even more unbearable was that the "Fuser Silver Mine" she wanted to prepare for Luo Di was almost torn to the point of tearing her face because of the joint obstruction of seven or eight nobles inside and outside the territory!

No matter how they negotiated, the other party just didn't let go, and even forcibly sent someone to start the pit exploration, completely with a face of "Lao Tzu will eat you, you can't do anything to me"...

If it were something else, Sally might have chosen to "think long-term", but at the moment this "Fuser Silver Mine" is definitely not going to - because this is what she decided to give to Roddy, and no one can take it away!

The men, led by Viscount Anru and Count Borach, also knew that they could not declare the "ownership of the mine" at this time, so they sent a letter to Sally "inviting consultation", saying that they wanted her to participate in the grand "Spring Safari" in the "Da Vinci Domain" at the end of March, and that the nobles would have a "friendly" discussion of these issues together.

The "Da Vinci Domain" was located next to the Cotter Mountains where the mineral deposits were found, and belonged to a baron under the rule of Evta, but the letter was addressed to the Viscount of Anjo. Such an arrogant attitude can be said to have completely angered Sally...

However, Sally is not a person who is ready to do it as soon as her brain is hot, but after a little thought, she understands that the other party is a trap deliberately set - after the death of Duke Angmar, although Everta seems to be stable, but in fact, people's hearts are fluctuating, this time the other party unites against him is not an accidental event, if he chooses to escape and not solve the problem, I am afraid that he will be completely passive, and completely lose his prestige for a period of time, at the mercy of the other party.

Political confrontations are often a mistake in chess and a full game is lost, and she remembers her father's ups and downs back then, and she doesn't want to lose ten years of voice because of a retreat.

But if you go to this event by yourself...

Sally's brow furrowed, her stretched fingers clenched into fists and released, and after a few repetitions, she turned to her desk and said to John, "Go and inform Titus and the Wellington Knights that I will be at the end of March to get them ready." ”

She immediately began to write a letter to Roddy - Sally was not a stupid girl, and she knew that such a decision was important, so she wrote down all the tensions in the current territory and asked John to send it as soon as it was all done.

"At the end of March... At the end of March..."

Her father, Angmar, spends a lot of money on border warning and defense, so she's also worried about the orcs. However, picking up the recent inspection reports of the fortresses next to her, Sally's originally worried heart was relieved again: since the beginning of winter last year, there has been no record of any orc sightings in all the outposts for nearly four months, and the weekly "in-depth exploration" has not found the slightest sign of invasion.

"This should be... No problem. ”

Sally muttered to herself.

"Long live the Great Chief!"

"Roar!"

Hundreds of kilometers away in the Nehemian steppes, the roar of the orcs came from the tents of the central camp of "Sarota", and the three Overseers and the High Chief Zoro raised their weapons together, announcing to the soldiers outside the tent the decision to "prepare for an expedition".

"The warriors... Let's start gathering strength for our conquest!"

"Orcs will rule in the end!"

The waves of cheers rose higher and higher, even if many of these orcs had never been on the battlefield, but the madness buried in their veins still made their cries full of aggression...

"So... Everything will be done according to the arrangement of the Great Chief, and I will go back first. ”

"Godard, you must behave well when the time comes, you are the bravest warrior of the Sarota tribe, and how many resources you can plunder depends on your ability. ”

"Those reptiles are waiting for destruction!haha-"

Looking at Godard who laughed wildly and left, Sauron was not too excited in his heart, but faintly worried: orcs are not as easy to control as humans, although most of these compatriots are simple-minded and have little scheming, but what worries him the most is that after the number of people accumulates to a certain point, the madness in the bones of orcs often makes them lose their rationality collectively...

"Hopefully, everything will go according to plan. ”

He tightened his grip on the hammer and turned back to the tent.

However, Sauron didn't know that Godard, the Overseer, who had already walked away, had lost the excitement and excitement on his face at this time.

The expression of joy vanished the moment he left the tent, and he strode forward with a gloomy face, his strong and heavy body awe-inspiring, making the orcs around him retreat. After striding onto his own wolf, Godard spat to the side and whispered, "What a coward..."

Obviously, he was not as satisfied with Sauron's decision as he seemed.

After reuniting with his wolf cavalry guards, Godard led his men towards his own territory on the steppe, and after two hours of travel, a heavily guarded camp appeared in front of him.

Compared to the obsessive-compulsive layout of Sarota's station, this is the purest "orc camp": coolies set up animal pens amid the scolding of the overseers, the smell of stinking feces lingers on the tip of the nose, the poorly dressed orc soldiers shout hello, and everything around them has a dirty and savage atmosphere.

But looking at all this, Godard's mood was much better than just now.

"Lord Overseer, we meet again. ”

As soon as he entered the tent, the hooded and black-robed orc made Godard pause, but it was clear that he had become much closer to the other party by this time, as if he had lost his previous guard.

Godard sat down next to him and said in a deep voice: "Zoro has postponed the expedition to the middle of April, and this is still the case that I am trying to strive for, otherwise he would not have set off until June..."

The black-robed orc smiled stiffly: "To have such a result, it means that your influence in the clan is second only to that of the Great Chief of Sauron." ”

Of course Godard could hear what he said, but he squinted his eyes and went on instead saying, "Where can those fragile humans stop us?

"When war comes, all prestige and power will be taken at will, and my master hopes that the Overseer will seize this opportunity, and..."

The black-robed orc paused, and after confirming that there was no one around, his voice lowered three degrees: "Although the war will begin in April, my master hopes that you can seize a special opportunity..."

He said a few words, Godard's eyes lit up, but he didn't immediately agree: "It's useless to just talk to me like that, although I am willing to go to war, it does not mean that I am willing to be an idiot to die." ”

"That's nature..."The black-robed orc took a few steps and reached out to pull up the curtain - outside, a team of orc coolies were trying to carry all kinds of baggage, and the scene finally made the overseer nod in satisfaction: "Huh... In that case, I really can't wait. ”

Godard grinned, as if he had seen the sight of humanity being chopped to pieces.

"A little to the left! Okay, okay, hold this place..."

"The reinforcement on the antlers must be nailed!"

"The plate at the chest block needs to be doubled. ”

On the school grounds of Elson City, the tall "Train King" was standing with a wooden face, and there were two specially built wooden frames on either side of its body, on which more than a dozen blacksmiths were scrambling pieces of scaly armor to its body.

Of course, this is only the first time to try on this armor, so it took two hours just to put the Fendi elk on the "half-body armor".

"There's no problem with frontal protection, just make sure the flanks can cut through the spear attack," Roddy explained the improvement requirements to the blacksmiths next to him, and then jumped onto the saddle with a four-sided prismatic guard on the back of the "Train King", and nodded after doing a few simulated archery maneuvers condescendingly: "Okay, you guys keep busy, don't forget to feed the grass." ”

The "Train King", which was originally harmless to humans and animals, was now a "moving fortress", and Roddy reached out and patted its front legs, then turned and walked towards the Pachar Magic Tower.

Although there are no wars these days, Roddy's schedule is always full: spell practice, archery practice, rune inlay practice, the manufacture of new leather armor and new bows, planning for the next development of the city, etc...

Elson City, where everything is in its infancy, has completely ushered in a "busy period" after the arrival of spring, after Roddy opened the two buildings of "Arsenal" and "Strange Thing Manufacturing Room", the high-quality farm tools, tools and various legal profession props made on the sub-production line suddenly opened the trade route, so now the caravans to and from the city are endless, and fortunately, Roddy has Camilla, a capable staff member, in vertical management, otherwise he really has no time to improve his personal strength.

And after these buildings that attracted "investment" and "business opportunities" were opened, Roddy also did not forget to unlock the "Arcane Laboratory" and "Armament Processing Room", which will help him learn "Rune Mosaic" and "Special Arrow Manufacturing".

While the civilians were talking about how to open up the farmland, Roddy's tense nerves never relaxed. He was not paralyzed by the seemingly peaceful sight in front of him, so he was almost constantly busy these days, either in the buildings or on the way to them.

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