readx;?“ Regardless of who our enemies are, our military structure must be planned according to the basic classes of melee, ranged, and support. When conditions permit, the Pen, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info developed special troops with assault, guerrilla, and fortification. According to the needs of the battlefield, it can be divided into land and air combat units. If it is facing an oceanic area, it is necessary to develop a deep-sea unit. Mitinas said in his unchanging tone, "But as it stands, we only need to produce land combat units first, with both melee and ranged firepower." But even so, among the low-level combat units, there are quite a few ...... that meet the requirements."

As Mytinas spoke, some information naturally appeared in Alan's mind. He knew that it was the information that Mitinas fed back into his mind, and since the Abyssal Flame could have a psychic conversation with him, it was natural that the information could be fed back to him in the form of telepathic transmission.

In the information provided by Mitinas, there are indeed a lot of low-level troops, among which Alan has seen the fire horn demon, fire boy and other troops he is familiar with. Of course, they are called by other names in the battle sequence of Mytinas, and that is the real name of these combat units.

"Firehorn ......" Mitinas shares Elen's mind, and unless Eren has a heart to cover it, Mitinas will be able to read Eren's current thoughts. He said: "Your Highness's name for them is also appropriate, the Fire Horn Demon is a class of troops, and it can be regarded as a good combat power among low-level units. Personally, I also think it would be a good idea to mass-produce the Horn of Fire at this stage. ”

Eren didn't rush to decide, and when he focused on this class, the information about the Fire Horn Demon was clearly presented in Alan's mind like a stone that surfaced.

These ground combat units have decent physical strength and physical strength, and they can handle most regular combat needs. The powerful forelimbs of the Firehorns give their attacks an unrivalled impact, and although they don't have special attack skills, if mass-produced, a large number of them will cause a lot of trouble for the enemy.

"In addition to the Firehorn Demon, I personally think that with this kind of combat unit, it should be able to be competent for the next battle." Mitinas said, sending the details of the combat units he mentioned into Eren's mind in a telepathic way.

So the image and information of another combat unit were presented in Allen's mind.

Battery, Mitinas discarded the original lengthy tongue-twisting name of this combat unit and named it in a more concise and figurative script. This combat unit does look like a turret, but it is a two-legged turret. They can move slowly, and they can stay in place for long periods of time at designated artillery positions, converting their internal source forces into fireballs for long-range bombardment. Excellent fire support is their advantage, and the disadvantages are no less obvious. Batteries move slowly and do not have any means of melee combat, allowing them to be harvested in patches if they are attacked by the enemy.

But in general, the advantages of the turret still outweigh the disadvantages.

"That's it." Alan finally said: "Let's produce the Fire Horn Demon and the Turret first, how many can be produced in a day?" ”

"We currently have five wells, each of which can produce four horns and two turrets a day," said Mitinas unhurriedly. I'm going to split it out in a four-to-one ratio, which means you'll get sixteen Firehorns and two turrets today. But ......"

"I will let the builders continue to build the melt wells, and at the current rate, five melt wells can be built in a day, so your army will grow day by day." Mitinas's crystal eye swept deeper into the mine, "I've probably finished exploring this vein, and in order to ensure that the output and energy supply of combat units are balanced, the optimal number of wells is 150. Once this number is reached, then Your Highness you will be able to get 600 Firehorn Demons and 300 turrets to fight for you in a day. ”

"Of course, the large number of low-level troops can play a very limited role on the high-level battlefield. Therefore, we need to continue to explore energy sources and build lava rivers that can produce mid-tier troops, and even Doomsday Volcanoes that can produce high-tier troops. On top of that, I'll have to prepare to build the Flame Gate so that I can summon a new king to fight for you if needed. Mitinas spread his hands, "There's so much to do, but we can take it one step at a time. Built from the lower legions, over time, this flaming army will dominate the planet and bring flames to every corner of the universe. ”

"At that time, the entire universe will be subjugated by your dazzling fire!"

Mitinas's tone grew higher and higher, and his body burst out from under the rock coat with a dazzling firelight that illuminated the entire cavern as bright as day. After a few seconds, the light of the fire dimmed, and Mitinas bowed, "I'm sorry, I'm too excited. ”

"It's okay, I'm as excited as you are, and I'm looking forward to that day as much as you do." What Eren didn't say was that he and Mitinas had slightly different expectations. He also wanted to get the power of the entire universe of King's Landing, but not for domination, but more for the power to be able to settle old scores with some people, and the right to breathe freely under any blue sky.

At that time, I can see you again. Wait for me, Lucy.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mytinas. I'll get the town's workers back up and running in the mines, so you don't have to worry about the energy supply for the time being. ”

After a brief explanation, Alan left the mine and returned to town. On this day, the townspeople were told that the mine was resuming operations, and that most of the residents of Greenlight Town worked in the mines to earn a living. Only a handful of them are fairly good, roaming the snowfields around the town to capture the various alien beasts of the Forsaken Realm. In addition to selling these xenobiotic beasts to some merchants in the town, they can also be brought back to the Great Wasteland to sell. It's just that the former is easier to get cash, and the latter has a longer period of money, but the profit will be greater. The choice depends on the individual's needs.

Back at Lim's hotel, Lola has woken up and is eating with Shiro. It had been more than 24 hours since Eren had been in the town before he realized that there was almost eternal night in the Forsaken Realm. The so-called daytime of the townspeople is only a little brighter, but in fact there is not much difference. The only thing that distinguishes day from night is the black and white hourglasses in the town. When the white end of the hourglass is on top, it's daytime. Otherwise, it's night.

Hourglasses like this can be seen almost everywhere, and when Alan returns, he sees the white side of the hourglass facing upwards, which means that it is daytime, so now this meal can also be regarded as breakfast. It's just that the breakfast in Lim's shop is really far from what it used to be, at least in the past, there would never be roasted treehoppers on Allen's breakfast in the past. Despite Lim's repeated emphasis on how nutritious the breakfast was, Alan still had a hard time swallowing at the coke-like bugs.

Eventually, he changed to the purple paste under Lim's idiot-like gaze, and at least it tasted good and tasted.

After eating, Nick walked in. The Bal man, apparently dressed up and looking much more energetic than he had been yesterday, bowed exaggeratedly when he saw Allen, "Good morning, my lord." ”

Alan was a little surprised, and Nick said: "This is human etiquette, I have heard of it before, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today." ”

Alan pulled a chair over and patted him to sit down. Nick looked flattered, and after moving his ass to the chair, he shouted to the kitchen with a full of anger: "Lim, give you Uncle Nick something to eat!" ”

A moment later, terrible footsteps sounded on the other end of the kitchen. Lim walked over with a plate on her face and an angry face, but sneered, "Uncle Nick? Hey, it's so scary, I don't know how long you can be an uncle? ”

Throwing the plate on the table with a snap, she said, "Cheap you, roast treehopper." ”

Nick whistled and ate it with a delight of salt. Looking at the appearance of worm juice splashing in his mouth, Lola showed a disgusted expression and said, "I'll go outside." ", and then pulled up the white and ran. Alan waited for half of the roasted bugs on Nick's plate to disappear before asking, "How long does it take to get from the Great Wasteland to Greenlight Town?" ”

"That depends on where you got from, sir." Nick said as he put the new bug into his mouth, "If it's Bloody Eye, Bloody Eye is on the blue ice field." Lord Azers gathered his army and set off, and if everything went well, it would only take ten days to reach Greenlight Town. If the unlucky spot hits a heavy snowstorm, it will take a few more days. It is not an easy task to walk in the forsaken realm, unless it is a strong person of the level of the blood eye, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to go to the next level. It's a terrible place, and those who go hunting outside of town are sometimes unlucky enough to get too far away from the sign, and end up dying in an unknown corner, or becoming a meal for xenobiotic beasts. ”

Alan had seen the force fields on the snowfield that interfered with perception, and knew that what Nick said was true. It's just that his knowledge of the Great Wasteland is almost zero, so he can only ask Nick some questions to deduce a rough idea.

For the next few days, Greenlight was relatively peaceful. And above the mines, Allen's army is also growing. On the night of the fifth day, Alan and Hubble were drinking in the lobby of the hotel when suddenly the door slammed open, and the cold wind poured in. The few guests sitting on the edge of the door all looked at the door dissatisfied, the Bal people were not friendly, they belonged to the type who would go to war if they didn't agree with each other.

If it weren't for the fact that Eren had killed the Iron Hand and destroyed the mine's guards, he would have completely shocked the Bal people in this town. Otherwise, he would not want to sit quietly in the corner and drink. And now, apparently, the figure coming in from outside the door was a stranger to the townspeople, and to strangers, no Bal man had ever understood the word politeness.

It was a figure wrapped in a warm coat, and as soon as the other party threw it away, several xenobiotic beasts like hounds were thrown to the floor, and then a hoarse voice sounded from the fur hat that almost covered the entire face: "I heard that these things are accepted here?" ”

It's a woman.