In the spring of 643, when the first clockwork-powered seeder produced by the Fog City factory was put into operation in Misty Village, it caused much less sensation than the combine harvester two years earlier. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is because in recent times, in this land in the north of the empire, all kinds of new things have emerged one after another, distracting everyone's attention.

The free meals in the public schools attracted tens of thousands of civilian children to the classroom, where they began to learn writing, arithmetic, and the Civil Rights Enlightenment, compiled by Donner and hung under Wesley's name.

Naturalist apprentices from the city worked as teachers in these schools, and after they left the city, they still received a monthly Monthly Truth from the city. In their spare time, the teachers would tell the children about the new discoveries of naturalism that were published in the journals from time to time.

When the children return home, they tell the adults what they have seen and heard. As a result, through such a tortuous passage, all kinds of fresh words gradually spread to the people.

In that year, the number of people who moved from the south to the three northern provinces of the Faimon Empire reached more than 10,000, and this number continued to rise as time progressed.

With a steady supply of parts from the Fog City factory, a team of windmills led by dwarf craftsman Bronno has loaded windmills into every village. Nearly 2,000 windmills saved a lot of labor for hundreds of thousands of peasants, and also became an important symbol that distinguished the three northern provinces from other provinces of the empire.

In the past year, the Fog City factory has produced a total of 21 clockwork-powered combine harvesters, and now, each of the 21 villages closest to Fog City is equipped with such a harvester for the farmers to rent for a fee. Of course, the cost of renting is nothing compared to the cost of producing these harvesters.

Compared to these harvesters, which require subsidies to encourage farmers to use them, another product produced in Fog City is much more in demand.

This locomotive, which had two wheels in front and rear and was powered by a small clockwork battery, was named a clockwork motorcycle by the Donner.

Clockwork bikes take some time to learn to master, and they cost a staggering 20,000 gold coins, but even so, the nobles of Coennas are still eager for this novel "iron horse".

For the entire year of 642, the Fog City factory produced only seventeen clockwork motorcycles, and Wesley grabbed one first, and Layla asked Donner for one with a red face.

Wesley also learned a new word from Donner: "Take a ride." So, as soon as they saw two clockwork motorcycles speeding through the streets of Misty Town, the townspeople knew that it was Count Borg who was taking the two girls for a ride.

Empress Lucia, of course, was also given such a locomotive, and for this purpose, Her Majesty even installed a windmill in the newly built palace to charge the winding batteries on the two-wheeled locomotive.

On the days when Donald traveled to Coenas to meet Lucia, the two would sneak the motorcycle out on horse-drawn carts and enjoy a "ride".

Carrying Lucia down the country road was the most enjoyable and relaxing moment Donner had ever had.

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Since the fall of Rock and Cliff City a few years ago, Fog City has become the only gateway to the Knight Federation on the Huls Continent, and since that day, the size of the Misty Town Food Exchange has become larger and larger, but in the last year or so, the situation has changed.

A few kilometers from Misty Town, on the grain carriers moored at the docks of the Ball River, the blue poppy banner representing the royal family of Fermont was no longer visible, only the crown of thorns and the silver finch flag fluttered on the dock.

But in the summer of 643, a strange wooden ship was moored here.

Not only was the wooden boat strangely shaped, but it was also incomprehensible to what was happening on board, and instead of carrying food to the docks, it was moved from the docks to the ship in full bamboo baskets. Through the eyes of those bamboo baskets, you can see yellow bread and dark brown jerky.

As with all rivers downstream on the mainland, a few hundred meters north of this pier, there is a huge warning sign telling ships approaching here that a short distance away is the North Falling Cliff.

The course of the Boer River north of the warning sign suddenly became more and more open, the river became shallower and faster, and the flow speed became faster and faster, and finally formed a waterfall with a width of several thousand meters at the Beiluo cliff.

For countless years, the waterfall hung like a huge curtain, undisturbed by no one until a few years ago, people used the momentum it built up when it fell to start producing various instruments that gradually changed the way of life that had been maintained in this land for thousands of years.

But in the summer of 643 in the Femont calendar, the factory, located nearly thirty kilometers below Bolfoss, would produce something that would change the pattern of the Knight Federation beneath the cliff.

These products are simply too simple compared to what they're about to do.

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From the moment he decided to completely fight the giant city-state, Donner searched for traces of several people in the Knight Federation for Tocinsya, including Kelly, Quissar, who he nicknamed the half-orc at the martial arts event, Sarah, the so-called "head of the Blue Knights" whom he met many years ago in the Great Patriotic War, and the silver-haired female general of the Thorn Empire, Ke Lei.

Quisal was the first of them to be found, because he hadn't gone far since he left Middle-earth, and had been in an obscure mercenary group in the Ganges city-state at the foot of the Foggy City for more than a decade.

The Knight of Quisal has limited talent, and he has only been promoted to the second rank of knight in recent years, so the years have left a lot of marks on his face.

After a long absence, Quissar, who is already in his thirties, is still excited and tearful like a young man, choking up and saying that in the past ten years, he often thinks of the bloody battle in front of the narrow corridor in the Great Patriotic War, and the young partners who sacrificed their lives for the country.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Donner couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

After listening to Donner's explanation of the situation, Quisal readily agreed to Donner's proposal and decided to return to Coenas and join the Royal Order of the Femon Empire.

The two made an appointment to reunite the young reserve soldiers who had fought together for the country at the end of the year.

When Donner met Quissar, it was the summer of 642 in the Faimon calendar.

A few months later, he met Sarah again in Fog City.

Compared to Quissar, Sarah's opportunities are much better, since parting, she has traveled through several mercenary groups, and as the level of knights increases, the mercenary groups she joins become more and more famous. By the time she received a message from the dwarves and arrived in Fog City from the middle of the Knight Federation, she was already a sixth-level knight—one level higher than Richard.

Even the dwarven warrior who brought Sarah to Donner was impressed by Sarah's promotion to a sixth-level knight before she was forty years old.

Because the knight's level is high enough, Sarah's appearance has hardly changed, but compared to back then, her heroic temperament seems to be superior.

Unlike Quissar, Sarah was just as excited when she met Donner, but she still had some of her attention focused on the changes in Foggy City.

After listening to Donner's advice, Sarah only promised Donner that she would keep her distance from the giant city-state for the rest of her life.

Donner thought from the other party's point of view, and knew that Sarah would not give up on continuing to climb the peak of the knight, so after staying in Misty Town for a few days, Sarah left Fog City.

To Donner's disappointment, the dwarves never found Kelly.

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After more than twenty years of living in Middle-earth, Aidalua is no longer used to the summer of the Knights' Federation.

The temperature here is too hot, the trees are low, and the canopy is shrunk into a ball, and there is no way to block the sun overhead.

"This hellish place, even the weeds are lying on the ground, it's so unbelievable!" he muttered, taking a sip of water from the stream.

The dwarf behind him grinned and said loudly, "Ada, you don't look like a dwarf when you talk now!

"Gabiria, in my opinion, a guy like you deserves to stay in the north for the rest of your life!" said Adarua.

The dwarf named Gabilia smiled awkwardly, glanced up at the sky, and continued, "If there is a way, who wants to stay in the north...... I'm not as optimistic as you are, though. ”

"You've been in Foggy City for so long, even if you don't believe your eyes, you should trust His Majesty Gru and Cynthia!" replied Idarua angrily.

"Then tell me, why have those mongrels in Giant City been arrogant for so long, but we don't even dare to let out a fart?" Gabilia said: "Also, why are the remaining people in the Council of Elders other than His Majesty Gru and Cynthia not even willing to come to Fog City to take a look? If the battle can be won by machines, the gnomes would have returned to Middle-earth a long time ago, and what are they doing hiding in the north? Tell you the truth, Ada, I don't believe anything except my fists!"

Edaroa washed his face with the water of the stream, and as he brushed the water stains from his beard, he said, "So, you can never be a member of the Presbyterian Council!

As he spoke, he pulled out a large ball of bright red fabric from his backpack, took out one of the corners, handed it to Gabilia, and said, "Tie it tight!

Gabilia shrugged his shoulders, took the horn, and walked over to the bush to the side.

Ten minutes later, as Aida and Gabilia stopped and stopped, the huge mass of cloth was unfolded into a circle with a radius of fifty or sixty meters, and more than a dozen points around the circumference were tied to the tree and firmly fixed.

After doing all this, Aidaroa sat down on the ground, took out the dry food, and nibbled on it.

The two of them were on the edge of a forest in the western part of the Knights' Federation, hundreds of kilometers from Middle-earth, uninhabited nearby, and the nearest village a few kilometers away.

"Can you really see this from such a high place?" asked Gabilia, sitting down not far from Adarua, looking at the sky.

Aida shook his head impatiently, if Donner was here, he would be amused, in Donner's opinion, Aidaroa was long-winded enough, he didn't expect that there was someone in this world who could make him impatient.

"If we can't see it, we're busy with!" he replied angrily.

Gabilia nodded thoughtfully.

Aidarua regretted a little, how could he agree to come out with this guy, the dwarves who are familiar with the Knight Federation have in Fog City, how did he run into this.

The more he looked at Gabiria's long face, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Although, in Donner's opinion, all dwarves look the same, even female dwarves are difficult to distinguish. However, for the dwarves themselves, all dwarves have their own characteristics, for example, Idarua found Gabilias to be very annoying.

"How did that thing get into the sky, you say?"

Gabilias goes on and on, but what is interesting about Idarua is that although he hates these questions, he can't bear to ignore them.

After all, Adarua is a dwarf, and dwarves are always verbose.

"Who understands the affairs of magicians!" he replied.

"Hmm...... I can't figure it out, Cynthia has given the map of the Knights' Federation to Master Vane, why do you want us to lead the way!Can't Master Vane read the map?" asked Gabilia again.

"Then there must be something wrong with the maps!If I'm not mistaken, those maps are drawn by bullshit riders, they can't even figure out the bigger numbers, who can believe the maps they made!" Aidarua said dismissively.

"Can you make sense of those numbers?" said Gabilia, curious.

Aidarua glanced at Gabilia to make sure that there was no mockery on the other party's face, and then puffed out his chest and said, "What do you know? Sometimes Natia is too busy, and I help her calculate all the food!"

If Gabiliah had been a little more sensitive, he would have been able to hear how weak Aidarua was when he said this, but Gabiliah was obviously not the material.

Not only did he not have the ability to expose Adarua's cowhide, but he looked at the other party with some envy and said, "It seems that you really haven't been in vain in Middle-earth. ”

"Of course!" Aida laughed, feeling that Gabilia didn't seem to be that annoying.

......

Looking down on the Knight Federation from a distance of more than twenty kilometers is similar to looking at the ground through the porthole of an airplane.

However, you should not find such a view on Earth - as far as the eye can see, the land is almost undulating, and it is all plain.

In this plain of yellow and green, there is a dotted line of red dots, which shuttles intermittently between the city-states until far away.

Each dot on this dotted line is a red cloth, and in the past three months, thousands of dwarven warriors have set out from Fog City to find deserted locations on the road to the giant city-state, and then arranged these red cloths there.

Cynthia's map wasn't very inaccurate, but Donner wasn't one of those specially trained World War II pilots, and it was difficult for him to distinguish ground markers from the air.

In order to ensure that the flight plan was foolproof, he had to use this way of human flesh navigation. Fortunately, even if someone finds these red cloths, they will never guess what they are for. (To be continued.) )