"From now on, you're not allowed to go anywhere! Stay at home honestly for three days, and even Bernie won't allow you to see you!"

Clarence showed the majesty of being a father and directly punished Doris with a grounding.

"Okay, I got it. Doris replied calmly.

"......" Doris's calmness made Clarence feel a little uneasy, if it was in the past, the baby daughter would definitely beg for mercy, and then she would flatly refuse, but what happened today? Why does it seem to be a different person?

In fact, Doris really wanted to stay at home for three days to write this article carefully, but she didn't expect her calmness to make Clarence a little suspicious.

"You won't be allowed to go to the Dukmahon battlefield after three days!" added Clarence.

"No, Abba, I'll go. Doris didn't coquetry, she didn't beg for mercy, she said to Clarence in that calm tone.

"I said no, I just didn't allow, huh!" Clarence was very unaccustomed to his daughter talking to him in this way, and after leaving the next sentence, he turned and left.

......

For three days in a row, the situation on the battlefield of Dukmahon changed greatly.

I don't know if there are high-intelligence demonic beasts behind these low-level demonic beasts in command, and in the past three days, the casualties of human beings have become more and more serious day by day.

On the first day, only a few hundred people died, but on the second day, it doubled to nearly 1,000.

On the third and fourth days, it was only two days, and under the attack of the demonic beasts, more than 5,000 people were sacrificed and tens of thousands were injured.

Every day the Warcraft races attacking the city are different, and so far, the Warcraft that have changed thirty or forty races have taken turns to carry out a suicidal assault on the Duk Mahon front.

Regardless of whether it causes damage to the soldiers on the city wall or not, all the Warcraft races only appear once, and the next day they will be replaced by other Warcraft, as if the guy behind the command of the Warcraft siege is experimenting.

Like the Babi lizard that appeared on the second day, a beetle that appeared on the third day that could jump very high and then attack the human soldiers on the city wall with the thorns on its back, and a monster spider that could spit silk onto the city wall, all of them were not a small threat to the battle line, but they only appeared once.

In order to defend against these magical beasts, the demon warriors have begun to disperse to various parts of the city wall, and only the magicians are still in groups.

Ordinary individual magicians don't have much room to play in the war with the monsters, they can't attack the monsters below the city wall, and it is too dangerous to face the monsters on the city walls alone, in order to reduce unnecessary casualties and increase the power of magic, they must be united.

Of course, this is an ordinary magician, and the great magician is not counted.

What the Second Emperor Uncle Asa is most worried about now is that if the intelligent existence who commands the Warcraft behind his back tests all the Warcraft races, and finally gathers the races that can pose a threat to the battle line, and suddenly attacks the city wall, I am afraid that these soldiers on the city wall will suffer great casualties.

But there is no good way to solve it, so we can only build and strengthen more bunkers, and take advantage of the interval between the siege of Warcraft to train the soldiers to hide as quickly as possible when danger comes.

Most of the dead and wounded were from the Oskaia Empire, and the soldiers of the Viton Empire were tasked with transporting some war materials to the front line in the rear, but there were not many casualties.

The flying team no longer dared to go to the Warcraft Continent to reconnoitre, and no one knew how many Warcraft had been gathered there, and even Flandy didn't dare to go to the Warcraft Continent easily.

He is not afraid of any danger, but this new flying machine can't resist it, several, dozens, or even hundreds of low-level flying demonic beasts, he is confident that he will fly back, but if he goes to the Warcraft continent, a bunch of tenth-level and eleven-level flying demonic beasts will really kill this flying machine that he has built with great difficulty.

......

Doris was really bored at home for three days, and during those three days, she wrote everything she saw and heard when she and Bernie went to the battlefield of Dukmahon.

The beginning of the article is a narrative, which is about 5,000 words, and the back is the feeling of this trip, which gives great praise to the soldiers who fought against the monster without risk.

In fact, the article was written in only a day and a half, but it was repeatedly revised in the following time, and it was not finalized until the evening of the third day.

That night, she had a rare good night's sleep, and when she woke up in the morning, she drove her magic RV directly to the office of Abba Clarence of the Ministry of Culture.

Clarence also didn't feel good during these three days, and even had a nightmare in which Doris was surrounded by a lot of magical beasts and eventually eaten.

When he heard the knock on the door, he knew that his daughter must be coming, and when he opened the office door, he saw that Doris was standing beautifully outside the door with a stack of manuscript papers.

"Come in. Clarence said angrily. Naikan bar Chinese network

The three days of "Abba ......" had calmed Doris's mood a lot, and it seemed that the depressed mood had been poured into these manuscripts.

Looking at Clarence's calm face at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

It seemed that his decision was too uneasy for Abba, and he felt a little uncomfortable, so he lowered his head and said softly: "I'm sorry, Abba, I made you worried." ”

"It's good to know! Hmph!" Clarence still had a calm face on the surface, but he was much more relaxed in his heart.

"This is a manuscript I have written at home these days, so please take a look at it first. With that, Doris placed the twenty-odd pages of manuscript paper in her hand on Clarence's desk.

A piece of manuscript paper can write almost six or seven hundred words, and more than 20 pages of manuscript paper is not thin, enough for 10,000 or thousands of words.

Doris's handwriting is very small and delicate, and it can be seen that the manuscript paper was copied later, and it is not the manuscript paper that was originally written.

Being able to write so many words in three days shows that she has put in a lot of effort.

This article is not as simple as the previous one, "The City is Full of Su, What I Heard and Saw in the Three Days of the Imperial Capital".

That article was written out of righteous indignation, almost in one go, and it was written very happily, and this one is not only much longer than the previous one, but also in the process of writing, a lot of thought has been added, and it has been revised many times, and it naturally takes a lot more thought.

And she is not sitting in front of the computer, typing dozens or hundreds of words a minute without brains, but writing stroke by stroke with a quill pen.

The characters of this world are very similar to the ancient traditional characters of the earth, they are all square characters, and the complexity is almost the same, and many words require more than a dozen drawings, or even dozens of paintings.

Looking at these well-written manuscripts, Clarence's heart softened, and he felt very distressed when he looked at Doris's already swollen fingers to write this manuscript.

"Alas...... When will you be able to save me peace of mind......" Clarence sighed, picked up the manuscript, sat down in his seat, and read it carefully.

Doris is not in a hurry, she has been to this office I don't know how many times, she is not restrained at all, she also found a chair to sit down, and waited quietly.

10,000 words, even if you want to read it, it will take a long time to read, especially this kind of article, you need to read it carefully word by word, and Doris's writing is much better than the average person after several exercises, especially in the description, which makes people feel immersive.

There was another knock on the door, Clarence didn't move, and Doris got up to open the office door.

When the visitor saw that it was Doris who opened the door, he was stunned at first, but he also knew Doris, nodded to her, and then said carefully: "Minister, it's time for a meeting, you ......"

"Let them wait, I'll come back later. Clarence didn't lift his head.

"Okay, I'll go inform them. "The person who came was helpless, the minister was the head of the Ministry of Culture, and he didn't want to hold a meeting now, so naturally no one could disobey.

For more than an hour, this was already the fourth person to come to Clarence, who was reading his daughter's article and was fascinated by it, where was there any effort to pay attention to them.

The front part is okay, although Clarence is worried about it, but seeing that her daughter is now sitting in front of her safely, she knows that there is no danger, and she can still accept it.

But when I saw all kinds of praise for the bravery and dedication of the soldiers, as well as the reflections on the aftermath of the sacrificed soldiers, and the significance of the appearance of artillery to the empire, I knew that this article must be published, and if it was not published, it would be a dereliction of duty on the part of the Minister of Culture.

At this time, the newspaper was already on the right track, and with the encouragement of Doris's title of "reporter", more and more people submitted articles, after all, the printing house was only in charge of printing, and the articles of important people in the early stage naturally had to be published.

Now that there are many contributors, the articles are uneven, and someone must review them, so the power is returned to the Ministry of Culture, and the Ministry of Culture has set up a new department to review the submissions.

So Doris couldn't have been cut until the newspaper published it and didn't let Clarence know.

Of course, most manuscripts are reviewed by subordinates, and only important manuscripts will be submitted to the desk of the Minister of Culture.

It took more than two hours for Clarence to finish the last page of the manuscript, and then pondered for a long time before looking at Doris.

Although she is his own daughter, his eyes also reveal a taste of appreciation and admiration.

"Doris, you've grown up......"

In Clarence's eyes, even if her daughter is now twenty-five years old, she is about to become an old girl, and she is still the willful, naughty, and ignorant little girl she used to be.

But after reading this article, I suddenly found that the little girl had grown up and was already an adult with her own thoughts, and she could no longer look at it with the same eyes as before, and she was a little proud in her heart, but also a little lost.