Law of the Devil

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Chapter 588 [Home]

“Dewey, this is telling me his bottom line.” Prince Chen smiled lightly and put out the candles on the table with his bare hands and walked out of the study.

In the early morning, the broad daylight finally fell. After many days of snowy weather, it seems that it has finally reached its end. It's a rare sun to show off, to show off, and the mood can't help but cheer a few points.

“The friction of the Northwestern Tulip family territory is good, or the pressure is deliberately borrowed from the grasslands, it is‘ fictitious', the only strength is in Tidu, beside me.” Prince Chen stared at the sample and lowered his voice: “The Tulip family is top-down and all depends on Dewey alone. If you want to smooth the tulip, the most immediate and effective way to do this is to leave Dewey alone first. But Dewey deliberately left himself in Dido, right in front of me, and that was his‘ resistance ', his‘ contention ’. ”

“But the Duke of Tulip is the most powerful man on the continent. Even if it wasn't for him, it wouldn't be easy.” In the door of the study, the red man did not come out with Prince Chen, but stood quietly in the shadow of the study.

“The strong… are also men.” Prince Chen shook his head: “Even if one is strong enough to be at the top, it can't be unbroken. The strength of the individual can no longer be countered by the nation as a whole, but, at best, becomes a saboteur. Besides... the strong person is a human being, the human being has affection, family, wives, children, friends, subordinates and so on. Even though Dewey himself is stronger, are his neighbors, his men, dozens of millions and millions of people, strong people? If I mention the slaughter knife, even if I can't kill Dewey, can't I kill his family? Hmmm...”

With his hands in his arms, Prince Chen faced the cold wind in the morning, and suddenly he coughed twice, slightly raising his eyebrows, hiding some pain in his chest, but remembered to forget to take last night's medicine.

“He was telling me… that he, Dewey, did not want to rebel, that he had a confrontation with the Imperial Army in the northwest, and that he was merely defending himself. On the one hand, he brightened up his power, which made me a little constrained, and on the other hand, he deliberately placed his whole family in Didu, right beside me... this is a peace of mind.” Chen smiled softly, although there was still a little pain between the eyebrows, but that look seemed to have a touch of magic in his eyes: “Look at the Empire, this chess player... only Dewey can match me. ”

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“How long do you think those monsters are going to wait to attack? ”

General Rostock's son, Rosenthal, was set to look north on the main fortress north wall of the Kabaski line.

He was beside him, a young general, dressed in a duvet, lined with a soft leather jacket, carrying a wide-edged knight's sword, sitting on a wall stamp, gently wiping the blade, the young officer had sharp eyes, a medal on his chest, officially during this war, the cavalry general who played the first standing kung fu, Milo.

As Shao Zhuang general of the Storm Legion, Miró and Royal Tal have always had a good personal relationship. Today the two took turns touring the walls of the city, looking at the large enemy camps in the north, and remembering the almost calm confrontation between the two sides over the coming winter, both sides had to wonder.

“Maybe these guys need to hibernate.” Milo Cold Lane: “They all look like animals, maybe they'll have to hide and sleep when it's cold. ”

There is also a market in Storm Legion, and many human officers speak of these monsters and refer to them as beasts.

In the past winter, the weather in the North has not been as cold as in the South, a warm winter season that is rare in calendar years.

Even in exceptionally hot weather, standing in the sun in a leather jacket can make people sweat.

Originally, the Eastern Fortress also prepared a winter defense plan: because the Eastern Fortress' defense system relies on the river, in order to prevent the winter river from freezing, the enemy will cross the river, the battlefield front has sent troops out of the Fortress to guard the river, and sufficient labor has been mobilized to prepare the ice chisels at all times - but all this has proved futile.

It didn't even snow in the north all winter.

Neither have the criminals made any major attacks. In the first two months, a few teams were dispatched separately from each other to attack for a while. However, it is clear that the offensive was not invested in much, and with a little resistance from humanity, the criminals would retreat.

Later, even this kind of manipulation was gone, and even for more than a dozen days, both sides were safe and sound.

What are the criminals doing?

If you say the answer, I'm afraid both Royal and Milo will stare out their eyes.

This is a strange answer:

Cut the tree!

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The Elf Army is the last race to reach the front line, but with the strength and prestige of the Elf King after the arrival, although the bronze tiger and rock heart of the Orcs are dissatisfied, it is not against the meaning of falling snow, after all, in the previous agreement of the several communities, falling snow is still the commander of all. Even if there is some dissatisfaction in the mind, the strength of snow falling is there, coupled with the firm support of the Lycan Dominez for snow falling, and… the previous successive attacks on the human Kabaski fortress have not produced any real results, albeit harsh.

Even though they are reluctant to obey the orders of the snow falling, they also understand that in wisdom, the Orc is really far worse than the Elf clan, and they still have to be tempted by the wisdom of the snow falling.

As a result, the snow fell smoothly and took over command. A series of orders slowed down the offensive against humanity. Tens of thousands of Orcs remained on the front line to maintain pressure on the human defense line, while more Orcs were moved back from the front line in batches.

The strategy for snowfall is simple: to strengthen control over the occupied territories as soon as possible.

So, over the course of a few months, a large number of Orc warriors turned from warriors to farmers, to craftsmen, to loggers.

With the assistance of the dwarves, a rubble of abandoned cities and towns was built on land south of the frozen forest, north of the Human Defense Line. These settlements are precisely the "migrant settlements” envisaged for snowfall.

Humans deliberately ceded large tracts of land north of the Kabaski Line of Defense after the war began. This land, which is considered desolate and barren by humankind, has not produced much food in the past, and the vast majority of its inhabitants depend on underground trade to and from the frozen forests.

After all, however, after the war began, more than a dozen towns were abandoned, all of which later became ruins. And now, snowfall is simple: use these ruins to rebuild towns that belong to the Orcs!

“We're not staying here for a while and going back! Now start building this place as our home! Houses, towns, roads, walls…”

By order of the snowfall, the beasts gathered their energy and began to build their own homes.

Born strong and physically, the Orc is an excellent workforce, and with the technical assistance of the dwarves, in just a few months, several rough and huge towns have become quite large.

Meanwhile, the beasts began to plunder the frozen forests.

Ice sealed forests are vast and, in terms of size, cover about the same size as the two semi-provincial provinces of the Empire. And the strategy for snow-drying is simple: deforestation as a field!

Large areas of forests were cut down and timber moved to build towns, while empty land was burned and turned into agricultural land.

The land here is barren by human standards, but far more fertile than where the sinners originally lived.

It happened that the weather warmed strangely this winter, and the beastman began to farm desperately.

Next spring, blossom, harvest food, and with enough capital, it's time for the criminals to attack!

Snow falls on a long road: first stand on your heels, then a step-by-step snapshot.

“What do you mean, a real occupation? It's not our warrior who stands on this land with a knife, it's called 'occupation'! Wait for this land to build our own town, the land to grow our own food, the house to live with our family... before this is really our own land! ”

Snowfall explains this to the Orc. Although the Orc is born with a simple mind, this simple truth persuades the majority.

As the empire gradually passed in February 966, the wind warmed up for a day. After the winter, many of the beasts had begun to lose their hair, and the wolves of the Lycans had grown thick, and the warriors had passed a winter's rest.

Those deforested forests have become timber, innumerable siege weapons, houses inhabited by Orc warriors, castles, offenses...

It can be said that if the “air strike” launched by humans late last night, if it happened today, even if humans had ground forces to attack, it would be difficult to drive the Orcs back to the ice-covered forest once and for all!

Because on this land to the north, a castle, a fortress, a town belonging to the Orcs, has been nailed to this land like a nail, deeply branded it!

At the end of February, from the far north, a group of Orcs, Pokémon, Dwarves and other sinners arrived in the Roland mainland. And this time it's not all fighters.

Instead, a large number of “criminals” migrated from that evil land that had been exiled for 10,000 years!

Old and weak, women and children, young and strong!

It was not until this moment that the sinners, in their true sense, completed the first step of their return, and at the same time, in the north, established their homeland - or, in other words, the bridgehead fortress that attacked the human world!

“It will be a long process, and don't expect this jihad to end in 35 years.” Snow falls on the heads of all the Orcs, the Elves, the Dwarves, and says, "Our strategy is: erosion! Bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit! But to ensure that every bite of land that we bite can quickly become truly our territory, and to make it truly our home, it must be deeply rooted here first. ”

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A golden horse, Mercedes-Benz on the road to the north.

On the road to the north, the Empire always sees troops, grass and supplies redeployed to the north, as well as a convoy of civilian husbands who, just after the winter season, began to repair the roads in preparation for the war of the future.

One man, one horse, one road to the north, I don't know how many such scenarios I've seen. Muse lying on his horse felt that the closer he got to the north, the deeper he felt the smell of that kind of war, which he had never experienced in the northwest, in Dido.

Running away from marriage, Muse knew she couldn't go back to the northwest. If she went back to the northwest, she would probably still be arrested by her sister.

So Muse's choice is the North.

General Lombardon is now on the northern front and is said to have been appointed by Dewey as a mercenary from the mainland. Muse is running away from home now, unaccompanied, that is, he cannot go back to the northwest, so to think about going, he has to run north to the fat man in Lombardon.

The horse is a fine prairie horse, and the riding of the muse has made great strides in the years of practice in the northwest. Although Mrs. Lister has sent many family guard knights to find the muse, the muse now is no longer the fake boy who knew only to collide with Dewey.

In Jolyn's men for such a long time, she has learned to do pieces in the army. At least, deliberately placing a few disguises on the road to divert the pursuit behind her is no longer too difficult for Muse.

Skillfully misdirected the attention of the chasing soldiers to the northwest. Muse alone, without even carrying a walking bag, immediately wore only a long sword and entered the northern war zone!

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(Sorry, guys, that's the chapter for today. The publication of this book has encountered a great deal of trouble, which has made my mood extremely bad and my anger everywhere, it is truly heartless. If you don't want to go into detail, let's talk about one or two. Sorry!)

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