Three days later, the defenders of Sinking Pond Bay managed to withdraw from the encirclement before the devil could close in.

At this point, eighty percent of the territory of the Wolf's Heart Kingdom has fallen into the hands of the devil.

The First Army was concentrated at the West Pass of the West and the Central Pass of the Cage, which were also the only two natural passages between the Wolf's Heart and the Morning Dawn.

On the same day, the first trunk line of the north-south artery was finally opened, and the cement roads extending from both sides merged at the central pass of Langshan, which meant that Neverwinter had a dedicated road to the heart of the wolf.

When the first "hump" convoy slowly appeared at the end of the horizon, there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd of onlookers.

"What's that? It's like a hill!"

"With wheels, I think it should be a car......"

"Even the shell is cast in iron, how much does it cost......"

"If it is pulled by a horse, I'm afraid ten horses won't be able to pull it, right?"

Hmph, uninformed fellow. Glancing at the talking peers around him, White showed a look of disdain, this can make a fuss, if you see those iron birds that can fly in the air, it is estimated that your eyes will fall out in fright.

Naturally, he didn't come here to celebrate the opening of the Grey Castle people's road, but like most coachmen, to get a good commission - since he encountered the devil in the wolf's heart, he never dared to step into a single step outside the territory controlled by the Grey Castle people, after all, the Iron Bird rescue could meet this kind of thing once It was the gods, and he didn't think that he was lucky enough to be bumped into by the Grey Castle people every time.

And the refugees' self-organized logistics team inspired White, although the income is less than that of transporting people, but it is better than safety, not to mention that his horses are thin and worn, no matter how dilapidated the carts, they are better than the refugees' trolleys.

However, he was obviously not the only one who noticed this, and with the approach of the devil and the evacuation of the townspeople, many coachmen also moved to the rear like him, and the originally spontaneous team has now grown a lot, and there is a faint trend in the industry.

As soon as he thought of this, White was a little angry, obviously he came first, but he still had to fight with this group of young men. If the clever ghost is here, he will probably have gathered a convoy of his own, right?

In just a few moments, those behemoths were already driving in front of everyone.

Although they may seem heavy and clumsy, they are not much slower than horse-drawn carriages. Especially when its body was fully displayed, even the self-proclaimed well-informed White felt the oppressive force rushing to his face.

Without him, these vehicles are simply too big.

The wheels alone are half a man's height, thicker than the body, and the steel rim is wrapped in a layer of pitch-black gum, which is indescribably stable when pressed against the road. Looking back at the carriage that he had originally regarded as a treasure, White even felt ashamed of himself.

And through the transparent glass window at the front of the car, after looking at the "driver" who looks down on him condescendingly, this feeling is even more obvious.

White couldn't help but think to himself, how many times should he use it to pull the goods once, how many times should he pull his own carriage? Anyway, it will have to be ten times the income, according to the way the Gray Castle people are priced by volume, that is ten times the income......

"They've issued a commission!"

I don't know who shouted, and the people immediately stopped talking and rushed to the camp together. Although these never-before-seen wheeled carts had a much higher carrying capacity than horse-drawn carts and carts, it was up to them to get the goods to the camps and mountains.

White is no exception.

It's just that he has one more lingering thought in his heart.

It would be nice if I could have a steel wheel like this.

......

Falina pulled the handbrake and jumped out of the cab.

She didn't expect that she would eventually return to the wolf's heart in this way - although she had made up her mind, she was a member of the church after all, and even if she passed the screening, the Administration Office would not necessarily allow her to go to the front.

However, no one reminded Falina that she was a sinner, and the driver's route was based on results. It took her only a week to master all the skills of driving a steam truck, and she passed the test with a perfect score, and when she offered to take up the task of transporting the route from the Windward Leader to the Flash River, the officer in charge agreed on the spot.

This wasn't the first time she'd made it through, and while the scenery was still the same as she remembered, the overall appearance was quite different - there were many makeshift houses and tents nearby, dark hard roads were everywhere, and barricades, watchtowers, and barbed wire fences had divided the camp into distinct areas, and there were many people busy in any camp.

You don't even have to ask to feel that the smell of war is in the air here.

The smell was so familiar to Farina that it made her a little distracted.

"What's wrong?" Joe's voice interrupted her rushing thoughts.

"No, nothing," Falina shook her head, "I think I've got the answer." ”

As a member of the Inquisitor, she felt the power of the Grey Keep more deeply than most, and if the opponent was only nobles, there was no need for the First Army to put on such a battle. If all this in front of her is a false impression created to deceive her, it is too high to think of herself.

Only the legendary devil can make Roland fight with all his might.

"Then we'll ...... next"

"Let's help the King of the Greykeep to victory," Farina lowered her eyelids, "this is the beginning of my atonement. ”

"I'll be with you until the end. Joe gently took her hands.

"Is it Falina and Joe from the second car?" a sudden voice behind them interrupted their gaze.

"Exactly, what's the matter?" said Farina, coughing twice, and turned back with some weakness.

The officer-like man first stood up and saluted, and then said, "Lord Iron Axe, the commander-in-chief of the First Army, wants to meet all the pilots of the Hump, he is now in the cage mountain headquarters, please come with me." ”

As early as the training, the convoy personnel were told that logistics were also part of military operations and that they should prioritize the deployment of troops over the planned transportation plan.

Falina and Joe looked at each other, then nodded.

......

Entering the cage mountain headquarters and seeing the first glance of everyone present, Falina realized that this meeting may not be so simple.

At least it won't be a simple condolence and welcome meeting.

Because the woman standing in the middle of the crowd has beautiful gray hair, which is the symbol of the royal blood of the Gray Castle.

When someone came forward to introduce her, she confirmed her judgment.

Her Royal Highness Tilly, the eldest princess of Grey Keep, Iron Axe, the commander-in-chief of the First Army, Vanna, the commander of the artillery battalion, Brian, the commander of the musket battalion, and Agatha, the commander of the Witch Alliance, it can be said that all the high-ranking officials of the entire front line have gathered in this hall.

"Welcome to Cage Mountain," Iron Axe said straight to the point, "I have a mission for you. ”