Happy Stick took over with his third warband, and as soon as he entered the position, he asked his Demon Eight Masters to start summoning skeleton soldiers from the corpses of the gnolls to clean up the battlefield.

At the same time, the newcomers were asked to use the fossils they had just learned to use as mud, first fill in the rejection trench that Qin Ye had dug before, and then took out the planning map of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, and began to re-plan the perfect location of the trench and the rejection trench while carrying out "civil engineering" around the heights.

According to Happy Stick's idea, he wanted to create a surrounding breastwork around the position and a high defensive line for the shooters to stand on, and if he could, let the newcomers make a simple fortress out of fossilized mud on the high ground.

Brother Bang is to upgrade the battlefield that was originally a plane to a three-dimensional structure, to put it simply, he wants to play this guard competition into a real "tower defense game", the first point is to upgrade the current very simple defense line to the "two" attack and defense.

If it weren't for the short time and the lack of manpower, this guy would even have planned to transform the Blood Banner Heights into a real fortress, turning this place into a permanent fortification!

Speaking of which, because of the frantic battles of the players in the past few days, Lord Heather has expressed several times that she is willing to send the dwarven earth priests to assist the Trancian warriors in building more stable fortifications.

Apparently because the six and a half days of perseverance and frenzied fighting had convinced the arrogant and stubborn dwarf, she praised the bravery and bravery of the Transancians on every occasion, and all the soldiers and haughty commanders of the entire position acquiesced in the praise.

No matter how arrogant the guy is, he will feel a shock from the bottom of his heart when he sees the dense nearly two thousand gnolls on the Blood Banner Heights, the Transanians have done what they can't do, and such bravery and merit cannot be denied.

However, Lord Heather's proposal was rejected by Murphy.

It's not that he doesn't want to establish a position there, the main thing is that the rules have been set, even if he is a dog planner, he can't just mess around, once the players realize that the development team is a guy who changes day and night, the future work will not be able to continue.

But Murphy's purpose in organizing this death match has actually been achieved!

Their players have achieved the achievement of battlefield prestige, their fame will live on in the Blackflame Pass, and if they can hold out until the twentieth day under the onslaught of the Foulclaw Clan, then Translasia's first miracle of war in the Black Plague will be born.

Well, it seems that the selection for the second phase of the Gamer Hall of Fame has to be put on the agenda again.

However, Murphy did not continue to stay in the Black Flame Pass to watch the young players perform a deathmatch with the gnolls, he, the governor, had been away from Transcia for almost half a month, and at this time he had to rush back to his territory to deal with the remaining affairs.

On top of that, according to the news sent by Tris, the mummy lady from the Songhai Empire is ready to go to Siko City.

Compared with the threat of the Black Plague on the front line, the time bomb planted in Transcia in Sico City has attracted a lot of attention from Murphy.

Once this thing explodes in the Black Plague, it will definitely involve the whole of Translasia and even East Prus and Kakhovka, which is an army of hundreds of thousands of necromancy.

It's no exaggeration to say that Loren's Pioneer Legion and Baldwin's Winter Wolf Legion will be difficult to withstand the ravages of this army in the center of the continent, and Murphy is sure that if he doesn't solve this problem now, then Dusk will definitely activate this card in the fifth black plague and blow everything he wants to protect to pieces.

Murphy handed over the affairs of the Black Flame Pass to the temporary commander of Phimis.

He promised to be back within three days, and although he was also on the list of those who summoned supporters, Murphy felt that even if his players had enough support points, they would most likely not choose to help themselves if they could choose the golden powerhouse.

Although he is magical, he is just a black iron after all, right?

No one would go crazy and summon themselves in such a fierce battle rhythm, right? Well, there's a good chance that no one would waste such precious points?

Emmmm, from this point of view, the joke that Brother Meow made on the forum before was actually true.

A large part of the reason why Murphy set his support score as high as the golden, in fact, is to raise his own value, as the saying goes, is to put gold on his face.

But who's not a mainline NPC anymore!

Eating outside is not ashamed or chilling.

"Buzz"

With the activation of the portal in the teleportation hall of the Blood Vulture Corridor, Murphy, who had been out for half a month, finally returned to his comfortable and warm lair, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Tris standing there with her arms crossed with a frosty face.

The Archduke the Vulture didn't think Murphy was doing his job, but she was clearly unhappy that His Excellency the Doge had risked his life to run out to oversee the battle on the front lines.

The main thing is that you have a messy black iron to run around, what's the use?

If something really happens, Lord Heather will have to send someone to catch you.

But Murphy, who is well versed in Tracey's character, did not dwell on this matter, but got down to business:

"Two goatmen will come by in a moment, they are friends of you, the honorary elder of the 'Dark Roots', and I know you don't like me to explore your past, so you can deal with them yourself.

I mean keep them as much as possible, Transencia lacks psionic energy, and goatmen are good at it.

Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force it.

I'll need to go to Miriam now, and when we're done with the backlog, we'll take Nephitali to Sico City, but are you sure the mummy lady is in her right mind? ”

"I helped her drain the water from her brain, but it turned out that her madness had nothing to do with the water in her brain."

When it comes to this, Triss also has a painful face, and the stupid things she did in the organization of "Dark Roots" can't hide from Murphy, so that Trissy, who was discovered by her little boyfriend, is very unhappy.

In short, she pouted in an old-fashioned posture and said:

"I think it may have been the horrific scene of the child being eaten by a whale when she fell into the sea, which caused irreversible damage to the spirit of this young undead, and I recommended her to go to the crow for psychological counseling.

But the raven told me that it was a serious problem!

Because Nephitali is an undead, her emotional fluctuations are already more difficult to fathom than normal people, and the foreign psychiatrist says that this is beyond the limits of what he can handle, and suggests that we find a more powerful psychologist to help her.

Alas, now this Moon Holy City is also Wang Xiaoer's New Year's Eve, and a year is not as good as a year, thinking that when I went to them to steal cough cough and exchange knowledge, those mummy masters were very arrogant one by one, and it is not an exaggeration to call them nobles among the undead.

But look at the fragility of this new generation!

Isn't it just being swallowed by whales?

When I was wandering in the Sea of Mist, I was almost gnawed to death by the Leviathan's human body, and I didn't see any psychological shadows."

"Uh, just talk, don't shake your legs, okay?"

Murphy said quietly:

"Also, what is that 'Leviathan human body'? It always feels like I've heard something terrible, isn't Leviathan the god of the merman? Aren't the astral djinn inaccessible to the physical world? ”

"There is no way, in most cases, there is no way, but there is a strange secret method on the side of the ancient kingdom of Callum, which can summon the power of the astral djinn to enter the carrier of the material world in a short period of time, and they call that process 'Star Monarch descends to earth'."

Tracey obviously didn't want to recall her black history, so she said in a simple tone:

"The so-called Leviathan's human body is something specially made by the ancient Oriental country many years ago to help the sharks survive the crisis.

In short, it was the only time in my memory that a god entered the material world, but it was only the spiritual body that fell into the material world and merged with its own human body, setting off a terrifying storm on the sea.

It is said that the storm lasted for a full thirty years! It even directly changed the way the Misty Sea existed.

Well, that's all the gossip is about, I don't have much friendship with the mermaids, so naturally I don't know the historical mysteries of the mermaids who inhabit the deep sea, but it is said that the birth of the mermaids is wonderfully connected with the ancient countries of the East.

The Atlantic kingdom founded by these beautiful and charming mermaids is well fed in both the Callum and Songhai Empires, and they have a large reef province near the place of origin.

That's a beautiful scene. ”

Tracey showed her skills as a historian and theologian, and told an anecdote about an absolutely secret matter, and then stepped forward to help Murphy fix his collar and hair, and pecked him on the cheek, before turning and leaving to receive the goatmen's messengers, and by the way to prepare for the various items that were going to Sico City.

This time escorting Nephitali there is not just an OB on the edge outside the city.

They must go deep into the city, and at least meet the old Earl Sico, who has become the "Lich King Transthea Limited Edition".

Murphy scurried out of the cloister, he walked up the stairs to the ground, and was surprised to find that the original ruins had begun to be rebuilt, and that Old Chen Tou himself was the overseer, bringing his two students and a group of the best foremen and old workers here to shape the future landmark of Translasia.

It is a vampire castle with a thirteen-story tower structure named "Midnight Tower".

In Lao Chentou's planning, this should be a "castle complex", but because of the limited manpower and resources now, the midnight tower as the main body will be built first.

The Silver Dwarf Master Architect, Ilyich, was also beside Professor Chen to assist.

Because the Midnight Tower is not a simple tower, it is also a large mage tower built on the Trancian Psionic Node, and the future is a mysterious place to be handed over to Tracy, which naturally requires real professionals to come forward to plan.

But to Murphy's surprise, Marianne was actually on the construction site!

Of course, the respected local grandmother came to make a temporary prayer for the workers of the Avalon faith.

But he always felt that there might really be some unknown little intersection between this sassy former witch hunter and Professor Chen, and when it came to it, Mama Marianne, who was very sincere in her beliefs, was definitely a great beauty when she was young.

Although he is old now, he can still see the charm of his youth, tsk, the old intellectual Chen Tou is really visionary.

Murphy hid in the shadows and gave Professor Chen a thumbs up, of course no one saw this scene.

His Excellency the Governor hurried to the Executive Yuan with a little gossip, and just happened to meet Miriam returning to the office after a meeting, and the Scarlet Archon did not accuse the Governor of leaving her territory and going out to wander, she took out a large stack of papers and put them on the table, drank her own tea, and said to Murphy:

"Sign it! These documents will require your signature before they can take effect, and you'd better take a closer look, as some of the upcoming decrees will be more radical. ”

"You can tell me the summary, Miriam."

Murphy rolled his eyes and said:

"Haven't you learned how to be a lowly social institution after all this time?"

"Well, I'm trying Sir Humphrey's set, would you like me to give you a few long and difficult sentences?"

The archon smiled, then shook his head and said:

"Well, I did prepare the summary, and I know you're pressed for time. In fact, most of the decrees are related to the coming war, to be precise, a wartime management system.

Thanks to the activity of Mr. Raven, the administrative team and I were able to draw enough inspiration from the political wisdom of the Gentiles to devise a simple wartime mechanism, including the recruitment of all the handicraft workshops and craftsmen and apprentices in the territory, and intend to take this opportunity to complete the formal formation of the 'Translancian Handicraft Association'.

In addition, a large amount of transport capacity was to be requisitioned for transportation between the Crimson Fort, Fort Riptide and the farmstead area and the city of Batasin, and by the way, the militia was mobilized to form a transport team to transport supplies to the Maginot Line.

Such an order, if issued, would mean that Translasia would temporarily suspend the construction process and devote all its manpower to military preparations.

I have issued a conscription order to the hill tribes.

At the moment, the reaction of the elders was not enthusiastic, but they did put together a 3,000-strong mountain army and a 300-strong vulture cavalry to assist in the defensive line, which was not a small support in terms of the total number of mountain people.

Judging from the current mobilization of the five core farms and the pre-mobilization of Riptide Fort, the enthusiasm of the locals to support the war is very high!

Apparently they no longer intend to accept the fate of their ancestors being ravaged by the gnolls, and intend to follow the powerful Governor in a resolute and thorough resistance, in layman's terms, the will of the people! ”

"Don't just say good news, Miriam, say something bad."

While signing and stamping the document, Murphy said without raising his head:

"There's got to be something bad, right?"

"Yes, and quite a lot."

Miriam took a sip of tea and whispered:

"The problem of desertion was acute, especially in the Maginot Line and several other camps under construction, where the die-hard ruffians of East Prus had orchestrated many escapes, and their escapes had destabilized the workers of the Brotherhood of Masons.

Just the day before yesterday, a whole small team of workers disappeared en masse while leaving work.

The good news is that the Portman knight himself led the militia out to capture them yesterday, and Lord Raven has already given us a lite copy of the provisional penal code.

The bad news is that many people plead with the workers, thinking that they are just confused. ”

"So, what are you going to do?"

Murphy asked, but Miriam didn't answer, she just looked in the direction of the Crimson Keep trade area, where several gallows had already been erected.

After a few seconds, she said:

"The trial took place this afternoon!

The two foremen and the ruffians who instigated their flight were to be hanged, and the other workers were sent to the Maginot Line in the correctional camp, where they would regain their innocence if they survived the three battles.

Judging by the casualty rate of trench warfare that I have seen on the forum, it is probably less than a tenth of the people who can regain their identity. ”

"Well, it's neat."

Murphy Says:

"It's just not humane"

"Are you mocking the idealistic and stupid me at the beginning?"

Miriam put down the teacup and smiled, she turned back and said:

"Rulers desire the awe of their people, which is the most perfect state, but if you can't have both, then fear is more useful than respect, especially in times of war.

I have sent a request to General Winter Wolf and Marshal Pioneer to secondment all prison inmates in Kafhoka and East Phorus to the front, and they have welcomed and praised my wisdom, so that Master Kudell will have an additional penal battalion numbering in the tens of thousands.

The premise is that the Black Plague army does not advance to the vicinity of the defense line so quickly.

Finally, I would like to offer a 'war pardon' this week in the name of the Governor, the armed blood servants and those who have performed well at several construction sites.

At the same time as granting them the official status of Transcia, and integrating them into the reserve of the People's Army, according to Master Kudel's opinion, I will prepare about 30,000 innocent manpower for Maxim as much as possible to complete the formal formation of the People's Army in the Black Plague.

Finally, I have a small question. ”

The Scarlet Archon glanced at Murphy, and she whispered:

"Maxim took three thousand people to the front. There's no way they're going to return to their homeland as humans anymore, right? ”

Murphy shrugged his shoulders and asked:

"So you think it's cruel too? Don't hide it, Miriam, you know, Kudell almost got into a fight with me over this. ”

"No, I don't think it's cruel, I even have a whole new understanding."

Miriam looked down at her palm, and she said:

"Maybe that's the fate of the Transnsians, and we always feel like we're rebelling, but 400 years have painted this land forever, and the history and traditions of vampires have forever tied to this land.

In the past we thought that was a bad thing

But now may be an opportunity to turn the dark stories of the past into a sacrifice that can be celebrated through a war destined to go down in history.

Maybe one day, actively choosing to be a vampire will no longer be a spurned act!

I finally understand the 'big plan' you've been talking about."

She walked up to Murphy, stretched out her hand to Murphy, and said in a firm tone:

"Give me a jar of source blood, a small jar."

"Huh?"

Murphy looked up and looked at Miriam, who looked resolute, and said in surprise:

"You swore before that you would never choose to be a vampire in your life, and you feel that it is a compromise of fate, that is trampling on your ambitions."

"I used to say I would never serve a vampire."

Miriam rolled her eyes and said:

"But have I not yet begun to enjoy the power to rule a land in the shadow of vampires? People change, Murphy.

But I'm not bowing to fate.

I mean, if the men die in battle and the women have to take up the sword, then I will take your place as the last guardian and general of the land.

This is my city!

If I don't give everything for it, what right do I have to enjoy everything I have now?

You have an army, Murphy, and I am their commander.

If you had to ask why, I would answer you with a quote I learned on the forum, becoming a vampire is undoubtedly a curse of fate, but we Transancians will not be struck down by the curse, on the contrary, we will turn it into power!

This ravaged land will not allow itself to be taken away from anything again! And if we want to win, we have to offer sacrifices

Let's start with me. ”

(End of chapter)