"Armor?"

After hearing this word, Ian, who was sorting out the potions in the alchemy laboratory, stopped what he was doing.

He felt a ridiculous sense of joy - he returned to Nanling with his armor, and was about to reduce the dimension to attack the mountain people, why did the other party suddenly have armor?

How? Is it possible to upgrade combat power in real time? It doesn't make his trip to the South Ridge more difficult for no reason, right?

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Not only that, but the mountain people scouts also reported another rather bad news: there were a large number of driven beasts around the mountain people's troops, and even berserk monsters.

Ian isn't surprised by this, the biotechnology of the Flamelands.

When he left Southridge, he met a psyker who could control beasts, and this time when he returned to Southridge, he also found traces left by a mind-manipulating psyker in Nauman City, and he could even remotely manipulate monsters like flesh shapeshifters.

This is obviously a special technique of the Flying Flame Land, and the steel pterodactyl group may also be controlled with this technology, so it is strange that the other party does not operate the beast as a precursor.

"That's bad news."

Shaking his head slightly, Ian continued to concoct the 'Light Element Elixir' and the 'Thunder Elixir' to prepare ammunition for his troops.

He kept in his hands and calmly asked the spy: "Whether it is the armor of the Flying Flame Land or the armor of the mountain people, this has to be clarified." ”

"If it's the Flame Land, then let's go and contact Colonel Mayova right now—it's not our job, we just need to report it."

"If it's a mountain people...... Although it must have been given to them by the Flying Flame Land, it was not impossible to fight. ”

"Huh? Which side of the ...... Should it be a mountain man? I don't see any other forces......"

The mountain spies who reported were a little puzzled.

In his opinion, the enemy has driven the armor over, or several armors, which naturally cannot be defeated by any means, and must immediately call for support from Nauman City.

But Scott, who came with the spies, understood what Ian meant, and he nodded: "I understand, I will immediately arrange for people to reconnoiter the supply routes of the mountain people!" ”

"Hmm."

Ian nodded in satisfaction - Scott, who had been with him since eight years ago, had developed the ability to take charge of himself after training as a Harrison port guard, and had been working with him for so much time lately, so he could keep up with his train of thought.

Even he, an alchemist who is close to the master level, has an alchemy workshop in the city under his hands, and if he wants to ensure his armor and troop supplies, he must do it himself to replenish the surplus, once he is too far away from Laian City, it is very likely that there will be a 'lack of ammunition'.

Not to mention the crystallization of the elements required for the armored alchemy furnace, there is no such thing in Laian City!

Mountain people?

What is the alchemy technology of the mountain people? They are also worthy of armor?

Ian can still get the supply of elemental crystals from Nauman City, and the mountain people just wait for the Flying Flame Land to send it to them?

If Flying Flame Land uses its own armor, Ian will be afraid that the other party will make a blitzkrieg and raid Ryan City, so that even if he wins the battle, Ryan City will be half destroyed, and the reconstruction of his territory will be delayed.

But if it's a mountain people...... They don't have that level.

Ian knew very well that if the piloting skills of the armor were to be proficient, it would take at least two thousand hours of practice, and even if the adaptability of the sublimator far exceeded that of ordinary people, it was basically impossible to train to the point where they could fight proficiently in a month or two.

Ian was a special case, as the large engineering equipment he had piloted in his previous life was much more difficult than armor.

So as long as the supply routes of the mountain people are cut off, it makes no difference whether five or ten armors are at all.

"I'll go over and see for myself later." As Scott prepares to scout the troops, Ian finishes refining the potion in his hand: "Now, go meet Qingchao and the mercenaries he brought with him—their arrival may still be unknown information to the mountain people. ”

What the city lacks today is a trustworthy and unrebellious fighter to equip Magnet Armor and Charged Rifles.

The arrival of this group of Qingchao people can just replenish a large number of effective combat power.

But Ian didn't think that Qingchao's support this time also brought an unexpected surprise.

- He brought Adalbert here!

In the forecourt of the castle is an ancient and solemn statue of the dragon god Baisen looking down on the living beings from the top of the mountain, highlighting the lineage and ancient beliefs of the lords of this place.

And now, right next to the statue, Ian has an unexpected reunion.

"Qingchao? You ......"

Ian's eyes widened slightly, he looked at the blue-haired swordsman who was smiling and bowing to him, and then looked at the white-haired swordsman on the other side, bending down to himself shyly, disguising himself as the Dead King of the White People, his expression was not only surprised, but also a subtle feeling: "How did you bring him here?" ”

- What's going on? Qingchao, how did this guy meet with Adalbert?

"Boss, I don't know."

The blue-haired swordsman laughed, and he skillfully hooked his hand and put it on Adalbert's shoulder, looking very familiar with the other party: "Anyway, when we passed by Indigo Mountain, some mountain people who did not rebel found us and said that they were friends with the boss, and this brother was an acquaintance who came to join the boss." ”

"I was going to get in touch to confirm, but the communication over there was blocked by the Flying Flames, and the only way to send messages was to the birds, and he seems to be really familiar with you, and the elven friend you mentioned Anfa assured me of this...... So I brought him with me. ”

Adbert threw a look of help at Ian - it was clear that the customs of the Whale Song Cliff were too welcoming for the people of the western part of the empire, and he was not used to such a familiar personality as Qingchao.

But it's not self-cooked, it's surveillance.

Although Qingchao has a rough style on the surface, he is actually delicate, and he is still a little suspicious of Adalbert's identity, so he has been closely monitoring him, and he didn't expect that Adalbert at this level thought it was a local custom, and he never dared to refuse.

But it's not detailed.

Ian glanced at the blue-haired swordsman with a good brotherly expression on his shoulder, holding the shoulders of the third-level combat power Death Monarch, and couldn't help but sigh: "You did a good job—it's better to say you're doing a good job, but don't do it next time." ”

"I didn't see ......"

Speaking of this, Ian paused, and Adalbert hurriedly broke free of Qingchao's hand, coughed, and said softly, "You can call me 'Old Shadow'." ”

"Yes, the old shadow." Ian knew that this was the code name that Adalbert had given him, and that he had to hide his identity, but his mind was full of the dead souls of the Avak Leader, and he took that name.

Ian accused rather righteously: "Qingchao, don't you feel uncomfortable seeing the old shadow? Stay away from him, he's afraid of the heat. ”

"Good, good."

Now that the safety of the old shadow has been determined, the Qingchao smiled and let go of his hand and let the other party live.

Adbert had a liberated look on his face.

The crowd returned to the inside of the castle.

And Ian also took an opportunity to ask Adalbert about his recent movements.

After following Pansha to Nanling, Adbert has been staying in the territory of the Worship Dragon Sect, where the Worship Dragon Sect disguised the identity of a white citizen of a mountain village for him, and it happened that the white hair of the Dead King was quite similar.

Recently, he mainly recuperated and adjusted his mood, after all, the Avak Ling incident is a world-class event that is rare for most people, and it is difficult to get out of the psychological shadow, so people like Ian who are used to seeing big scenes can easily get rid of the influence.

Who knows, wave after wave of unsettled, just when Adbert was about to calm down, the Nanling mountain people rebelled.

The Flying Flame Land united with the Steel Pterodactyl Group and directly destroyed all the communication nodes in the territory under the jurisdiction of the Worship Dragon Sect, and used the talent derived from the Steel Wing Dragon's unique 'magnetic field flight' to interfere with all the communication channels around the Worship Dragon Sect.

Even the flying pigeons need to sway for a long time due to the change in the magnetic field to reach the correct destination.

Adbot didn't reveal his power as a dead king, and in the eyes of others, he was just a mediocre water-based ice sublimator, and the other party was also Ian's guest, so of course an old fox like Elder Mancliff couldn't let him be injured in his own hands - so when he knew that Qingchao was going to Ryan to help Ian fight the rebel mountain people, he asked him to take Adalbert with him.

"I said why can't I get in touch with the Worship of the Dragons - they're blocked by all channels."

Ian was stunned.

As for Adbert himself, the Dead Monarch researcher said with some restraint: "Recently, I have been very taken care of by Ian and your friends......

"You've been fighting recently, but I don't know what I can do, I can't expose the power of the Dead Monarch, and I'm just an ordinary, first-level sublimator with little combat power."

Obviously, Adbert's sense of morality is still too strong, and when he sees that Ian is busy, he feels a little embarrassed and wants to help.

"You don't need to do anything else."

Ian waved his hand and said decisively: "Just help me manage this side of the alchemy laboratory - I have to deal with government affairs recently, manage the progress of the experiment, and practice and study, so don't have too many things." ”

"You don't have to do anything, usually help me keep an eye on the progress of the experiment...... If you have any ideas, I don't hesitate to say them, and I'd welcome academic discussions. ”

"Okay!"

When he heard that he could help, Adbert was overjoyed.

But even happier was undoubtedly Ian, who was the world's best technologist, a genius researcher whom Grand Duke Thorin considered his heir.

Originally, Ian was still thinking about how to get Adalbert to work for him - with such a powerful person taking care of the laboratory, many of his own technologies could be implemented early......

But he didn't expect that before he could speak, Adalbert took the initiative to come to the door.

And it's as if Ian helped him a lot.

Ian was a little embarrassed to win both.

To welcome old friends back together, everyone enjoyed lunch at the castle.

Most of the food specialties in Ryan City are desserts, and during the food disaster, Ian led by example and never ate anything that was too delicate.

But the chef in the castle could see that these guests were old acquaintances of the lord, so he used his strength to prepare a pot of sweet wine soup stuffed with flowers for them.

This is a soup paste made from a part of non-potion-grade glow grass, accompanied by a sweet wine made from fragrant fragrant flowers that resemble osmanthus flowers, stewed rice cakes, nuts and some berries.

When it is simmered, you can smell the aroma in the restaurant, and when you eat it, everyone, including Ian, is full of praise - the texture of the soup paste is basically melt-in-your-mouth, and the sweetness and aroma are just right, not boring, but also making people want to have another spoonful.

The nuts in the soup paste have been completely softened and crispy, and when paired with hard bread and roast venison as a staple food, it is enough to satisfy everyone present.

Ian himself thinks it's pretty good, although he likes to eat strong, salty and spicy food, but this elegant and sweet soup is also suitable for adjusting his taste.

"It feels a little light, but the floral scent is fresh and really smells."

Qingchao's evaluation is also very good, but the taste of Whale Song Cliff is extremely sweet - the sea descendants over there are basically sweet maniacs, even the barbecue is sweet, and the fried fish has to be splashed with a layer of sweet sauce.

"There's a ...... Mommy's taste. ”

Adbert seemed to be somewhat reminded of his home in the West, and Ryan's tastes were somewhat similar to those of the West.

As for Scott......

He had just put down the seventh bowl.

- This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes eats the most!

After lunch, Ian took Scott and Qingchao to reorganize the current Ryan City troops and mercenaries.

The mercenaries from Port Harrison had a full squad, that is, fifty people, some of whom were Ian's acquaintances, and the Red Blade Lübeck's subordinates.

This also proves that the reinforcements sent by Viscount Grant are all elites, which can be regarded as a bloody investment.

Silently thanking the viscount in his heart, Ian made a general calculation, and there were about one hundred and ten people who could be used as the core combat power under his command now.

Eighty of them were aristocratic private soldiers disguised as mercenaries, from Port Harrison and Nauman City.

They are all professional military personnel who can be trusted, will not defect on the spot, and are willing and accustomed to obeying orders.

And in the last week, no more than 200 militiamen have been recruited – and the number of people willing to join the army in wartime for more food and money is still small, even to protect their hometowns.

Ian could have put up more capital to fight for, but he didn't think the people of Ryan City were worth it.

Until Ian successfully defeats the mountain people, the people of this place will not see him as a 'lord who can rule for a long time'.

Although they don't say it on the surface, they will make them do it subconsciously in their hearts.

But it also proves the credibility of the more than 100 people who are willing to join the militia today—whether they are opportunistic or simply want to make ends meet, those who choose to support Ian's rule in times of crisis will be treated favorably after the war.

But in the final analysis, such a force is a little nervous to defend the city.

So in order to decide on the next tactical action, Ian decided to lead the team to the area reported by the spies to conduct another reconnaissance.

(End of chapter)