Roland put down the report and couldn't help but think of the information that Cabradabi had revealed.

An enemy from the realm of heaven and sea.

Is it really because the devils have been put under so much pressure that they are no longer able to take care of the war on the Fertile Plains?

The General Staff is also more and more inclined to this judgment, after all, no matter what kind of tricks are secretly planned, it is still hard power that can ultimately determine the outcome of the battle.

Although the Demon Slayer rushed thousands of miles to the forest terminal, although it caught Ye off guard, it also revealed his abilities and whereabouts, and even outside the detection range of the Demon Eye, its magical aura was still eye-catching to Sylvie. Now the twinkling "red star" resides in the ruins, and if there is any change, Sylvie can sense it first.

To put it simply, the devil who has taken over Tachira has run out of cards, and Neverwinter is still adding new chips.

With abundant money and food, the Administration Department launched a new round of military expansion, and this time the scope of recruitment was expanded to cover the whole country, and after the administrative unification of the gray forts, the mobilization capacity has been significantly improved. According to Barov's preliminary estimates, the number of troops provided in various places is likely to exceed 5,000, which is equivalent to the total number of troops of the First Army two years ago.

Among them, Calvin Kant was the most active in the Northland.

By the time the second-level town halls' self-trained officials are mature and have full control over the territory, the number of recruits will undoubtedly be multiplied several times.

In terms of weapons, the work of replacing the revolver rifle with bolt-action rifles is progressing in an orderly manner. Thanks to the rapid growth of skilled workers and the improvement of craftsmanship, the rifles and weapons in the hands of precision shooters were almost the same as those in the hands of precision marksmen, except for the absence of scopes.

Although the revolver rifle has a fast rate of fire, its own structure determines its low muzzle velocity, short range, and poor accuracy, which is more than enough to deal with noble knights, but it is a little short when fighting with madmen whose throwing distance is also between 100 and 200 meters. Bolt-action rifles can effectively compensate for this shortcoming, giving soldiers a new advantage in distance.

The individual anti-devil grenade developed for high-level devils and spider demons has also been finalized and entered the mass production stage. There are no technical hurdles in this simple structure, cheap materials, and in a sense even simpler than making bullets, and according to the current production schedule, it is fully capable of catching up with the decisive battle in a month's time.

Although the First Army lacked relevant training, the ease of operation itself is a major feature of individual grenades, which is fundamentally different from artillery. Historically, this weapon has also been directly used in actual combat, trained and tested on the battlefield, so Roland is not worried about this problem.

On the other hand, the devils entrenched in Tachira did not change more, and Agatha and Phyllis judged that the number of enemies should be between three thousand and five thousand according to the amount of transmission of the red line, which may be enough for the Federation four hundred years ago to be called a big war, but if it were replaced by the First Army, this part of the devil would have fallen into a numerical disadvantage.

Due to the existence of the iron rule that the enemy needs red mist to sustain life, it is difficult for them to cover up or deceive in the field of hard power.

This is also the most important basis for the General Staff to make a judgment.

To be honest, Roland also felt that the judgment was credible, and that the battlefield was the evidence, and there was no difference between imagining the enemy to be too weak and too strong. The only thing he can do is not to command blindly, and let go of the front-line warfare to more professional people.

Probably he is really not a commander-in-chief, so he is worried, he thought to himself.

Since you can't see anything wrong, just don't guess, and when the day of the decisive battle comes, everything will naturally be revealed. Roland let out a sigh, and was about to rub his somewhat swollen forehead when a pair of hands were already pressed on his temples, with just the right amount of force.

He suddenly felt a lot lighter.

There is no need to verbally show or say thank you, this is a tacit understanding formed in four years, and it is also a proof that you are not alone.

In the past, he always fantasized that one day he would become a corrupt ruling class, eating, drinking, and merrymaking, but he really came to this point, and the busy time every day only increased, far beyond the scope of eight hours, and even sleeping became a kind of work. It's not that he doesn't complain, but he rarely really stops, which may be one of the reasons.

He is certainly moving forward to achieve his goals.

But that's what many people are looking forward to.

After closing his eyes and enjoying himself for a moment, Roland turned his gaze to the other report on the table.

About the discovery of the ironclad giant scorpion and mysterious ruins.

Although no further confirmation has been received, the strange relics attached to the letter are very credible.

This report can be said to have aroused his great interest, and it is not surprising that there may be traces of ancient civilizations in the area of the Endless Cape based on the temple murals, and it is surprising that such an astonishing discovery was made so quickly.

The stone stele wall in the cave under the sea reminded him of the mountain-like corpses of stickmen in the mural, if the other party was really a civilization thousands of years ago, it should have turned into dust long ago, and as a defeated person, it is unlikely that someone will come to erect a monument for it, so why there are so many monuments, it is particularly concerning.

All samples obtained so far have been handed over to Selene for hazard testing, after all, their worst enemy is the radioactive family, and there is no room for compromise when it comes to safety.

On top of that, it's interesting to see who the discoverer is, not a traditional fjord trader or explorer, but a self-proclaimed member of the Society of Curiosities.

He had not forgotten what Margaery called the forerunner who died in order to fly.

Therefore, after getting the news, Roland immediately issued an order to let the Daqing Port garrison send the two to Neverwinter.

He was really curious about this group of people.

As for the ironclad giant scorpion, it is the least important part of the report. That ten** is a mixed beast, which is why it grows so huge. Now that he has obtained the status of the Great Chief through the Holy Duel, the sacrifice of the three gods is insignificant, and it can be left to the local First Army to deal with.

Just then, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the office door creaked open.

"The results of the test are out, bring them to me......" Roland looked up, but the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat. He thought it was the guards who had sent Selene's test report, but it was Tilly Wimbledon. Moreover, her brows were slightly raised, and her expression looked rather unhappy.

"Uh......" In the next second, Roland realized why she came, "I have a few new bottles of chaos drink here, do you want to try them?"

"That...... Your Majesty, this trick has already been used. The nightingale whispered in her ear.

"Don't taste it!" Tilly walked to the mahogany table, pressed her hands on the table with a snap, leaned forward slightly, as if she wanted to use her momentum to make up for the lack of height, "The last time you said that you would give me a prototype that can fly in half a month, how long has it been now?" she stood on tiptoe and asked word by word, "Brother, where is the plane I want?"