Chapter 682: No Longer Lonely Road
After Camilla Dari left, Ash came out of her study. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
She knelt on the carpet and held out her hands to Tilly, "Come on." ā
"Actually, I'm fine......"
"Don't be reckless, there's no one else here," Ash interrupted.
Tilly pursed her lips, but finally shifted her body and leaned into the other's arms reflexively.
Through her clothes, she could hear the powerful heartbeat of the ashes, like a rhythmic drumbeat, which made her feel the power of steadfastness and calmness.
"Thank you. Tilly whispered.
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, even if we misjudge, we'll just go back to the Isle of Sleep," Ash chuckled, "Roland Wimbledon wouldn't dare stop you, or the Witch League sisters wouldn't sit idly by." She paused, "And you don't have to be so sure, the pressure won't be as great as it is now." ā
The Fifth Princesses shook her head, "If you want to convince others, you must first convince yourself, if I show a trace of hesitation and confusion, this decision will not be able to be carried forward." ā
Despite her ostensible swearing, it is impossible to say that she is not the slightest bit uneasy. It's not that he has any concerns about Roland, in fact, when he agrees to let Maleficent continue to manage the Migration Witch, it speaks for itself. She was worried about whether the more than 300 witches who had been out of the world for nearly two years would be able to integrate into Neverwinter, and whether ordinary people's perceptions of witches would change after the end of the War of Divine Will.
These are unknown risks, and they are also questions that Tilly has to consider. In the eyes of others, she always looks confident and full of energy, but in fact, only a few people understand her true feelings. After all, now she not only needs to take care of herself, but the fate of more than 300 people on the island has to be borne by her. It can be said that after the church was defeated, all the witches on the Sleeping Island felt more relaxed than ever, and she was the only one who felt that the responsibility on her shoulders was heavier.
"Then do as you want," Ash hugged her from behind, "Anyway, the Great Migration won't begin until the end of the Evil Moon next year." If you're still not sure, let's take advantage of these few months to take a closer look. ā
"The Pretty is ready to sail?"
"Anytime. ā
"Don't forget to bring your textbooks and workbooks so you can learn something new while you're on the road. ā
"Uh...... If I read a book in the cabin, I'll get seasick. ā
"If you want to protect me, of course, you have to become stronger, such as the legendary transcendent...... How can you become strong without reading?"
Ash let out a low groan of pain, "Alright, alright, I see." ā
"Don't worry, if you don't understand something, you can always ask me - there's nothing else to do while you're on the ship, right?"
"Yes, yes, as you wish, Your Highness. ā
Fortunately, there is no longer just one person.
No matter what the road will be like after that, there will be someone by your side.
"Hmm," Tilly replied, closing her eyes and feeling the warmth coming from behind her, her shoulders seemed to light a lot.
The cold wind outside the window is still howling, but the interior is as warm as spring.
The formation of the Joint Chamber of Commerce was a complex process, and each contract needed to be finalized by multiple parties, and after Roland entrusted the matter to Barov and Edith, he turned his attention to the winter battle plan.
There was no doubt that this time the Demon Moon was much later than the previous year, and now that it was the last day of autumn, there was no sign of snow except for the gray sky outside the window.
This was good news for Neverwinter, as the later the Evil Moon came, the more the engineering team could build two more houses.
According to the report of the city hall, all kinds of materials in the western border have increased significantly compared with previous years, especially in the field of food, and the output of Changge District has reached as much as ten times the average annual output in the past. If it weren't for Perot rushing to build a grain depot and transporting half of the wheat to the border areas, the fortress would hardly have been able to hold so much grain.
With plenty of food, you can do whatever you want.
The second was the ammunition stockpile, and Anna's improved new generation of machine tools and processing machinery were first used for the processing and loading of bullets, which greatly increased production efficiency, and the losses after the war against the church were compensated.
With food and weapons in hand, Roland's mind floated.
Defending Neverwinter from the beasts was undoubtedly a top priority for the First Army, but gathering thousands of soldiers in the city seemed like a waste. After all, the main direction of the evil beast's attack is the Hermes gap, and the side of the hidden forest is just some scattered fish that have slipped through the net, not to mention that the army's firepower projection capacity has increased dozens of times compared to a year ago, and ordinary evil beasts may not even be able to touch the edge of the city wall.
Another thing that made him eager to try it was that not only was the evil beast no match for the First Army, but the entire continent was no better. If he still needs to press all his troops and fire guns when fighting Duke Lane, I am afraid that now he can sweep any knight who dares to charge head-on with just pulling out a team of five hundred people.
So is it feasible to send a force to open up a second battlefield while defending the city walls to reduce the burden of next year's conquest?
Roland found that this was not too much of a problem - the Evil Moon had blocked the West from the Evil Moon, but now for Neverwinter, with its dozens of cement carriers, the land route was no longer an obstacle, and the First Army could still use the Chishui River to transport soldiers and supplies to their destinations.
With proper planning, Neverwinter is fully capable of winning two wars at the same time - well, that sounds like a hegemonic power.
After receiving Hill's letter, Roland ordered the Northlands to enter a state of combat readiness, and if the Lord of Dawn, Ampein Moya, really ignored the warning and captured the ambassador and his party, then he could only change his plan and force Dawn to release them first. However, cross-border warfare is logistically demanding, with too few troops to maintain supply lines, and the Hermes plateau, which is defended by the Church, threatening to collapse at any time, making it not an appropriate time to attack a neighboring country.
Fortunately, in the end, the envoy group was safe and sound, and he could also target a little closer to the western border.
"Your Majesty, you told me something?"
As the office door was pushed open, Iron Axe strode in.
"Would you be interested in going back to your homeland in the winter? Roland unfolded a rudimentary map of the Grey Castle, pointed to the small raised corner to the south, and asked with a smile, "I remember, you and Echo are from this desert land, right?"
The territory he wanted to take in the winter was the place where the Mojin tribe settled, the Far South.