Chapter 930: Letter from the City Hall
An hour and a half later, . Lewen Mobile Network
The nightingale and the others in charge of the ambush not only did not let a devil go, but also seized a bunch of gas canisters that stored red mist. Coupled with the enemies swept down by the air defense team and a mad demon that fell into the Hidden Forest captured by the leaves, this defensive battle can be said to have achieved more than expected.
First and foremost, the morale of the First Army has been reinvigorated - although the enemy is not as easy to deal with as the Knights or the Beast Tide, they have at least the strength to fight back. And the legendary devil is not as powerful and unpredictable as the old stories say. They are still mortal bodies, and as long as they are hit by firearms, their resistance is not much better than that of the Divine Punishment Army.
Second, with the captives, it was easier to carry out the propaganda work of Neverwinter. Roland believed that by showing the migrants what the devil looked like, the prejudice against witches would be shattered. How could a monster who was so different from humans and didn't understand the language corrupt witches thousands of miles away and turn them into minions of an alien race?
The final gain is the enemy itself.
Since the blood of mana could not be stored on its own, and its main body was quickly inactivated upon death, he had no hope of using the blood of the enemy to add new sigils. Unexpectedly, when Agatha did not return, Selene took the initiative to take over the work of making the sigil. According to her words at the time, Agatha was indeed the most outstanding group in the entire Quest Society, but basic sigil making was a must-have knowledge for the full members of the Quest Society.
In addition, the quality of the rune is not only related to the quality of the magic stone and blood, but also the depiction of the vein, although it is not as important as the first two, in case of emergency, it is possible to directly draw a straight line with a wooden stick, but the delicate and uniform multi-segment vein can give full play to the effectiveness of the magic stone.
There's nothing like a tentacle that's more precise than a tentacle – whether it's touch, force, or quantity, tentacles have unbeatable advantages over fingers.
Hearing Selene's "boast", it took Roland a while to reverse his endless thoughts, but fortunately, he couldn't see these deep thoughts when he jumped into the Yellow River.
Of course, this defensive war is not all good news.
The Mark I heavy machine gun can only be described as barely usable in anti-aircraft use, and if you look at the whole picture, it is the salvo that causes the most damage to the devil when the target is close to the city wall. Never expecting to be attacked, the Devil's formation split into two waves, very close to each other, and the speed was smooth, which was the ideal target. As a result, only four of the twelve dinosaurs were shot down, and when they entered the spear throwing range in an irregular trajectory, none of them were shot.
Fortunately, the best throw distance of the mad demon was almost two hundred meters, and the almost straight trajectory of the Mark 1 made the hit rate rise again, and the three dinosaurs were killed one after another, which also made the remaining demons give up the grappling and choose to evacuate immediately. In other words, if the enemy had been a little longer, or had been serpentine from the start, the battle would have been much more difficult.
After all, ground air defense itself is in a congenital weakness for air power, which comes and goes freely.
In the future, the Mark I can be improved by adding protective steel plates, or simply making it into a battery to ensure that it is invincible against the enemy in the air, and at the same time further expand the production capacity to cope with the formal war after the arrival of the red moon. But Roland knew in his heart that without an air force that could also come and go freely, it would be impossible to truly eliminate the threat of the dinosaurs.
But let's put all this aside for the time being today! He put down the quill pen in his hand and let out a sigh of relief, he had finally won, even if it was insignificant, it was the first air defense battle in the history of mankind to be won by relying on hot weapons.
Thinking of this, Roland ordered Barov Mons to be called.
"Tonight there will be a celebration in the central square, according to the standards of Victory Day, and it will be as lively as possible. That's part of the propaganda, get it?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. The old manager stroked his chest.
Five days after the celebration, Serpent Fang received a letter from the town hall.
"Who knocked on the door just now?" came a confused question from behind him, "Isn't it an off-duty day?"
"Don't worry, it's not the foreman, you can go to sleep. ”
Snakefang returned to the low table and looked out the window, where the sky shone as if covered with a pale cyan veil.
Although he was still drowsy when he was woken up, he was now completely sleepy. Looking at the red seal with the wax seal of the town hall, the snake tooth had vaguely guessed the contents of the paper bag.
In the past year and a half, his life has changed noticeably - since moving to Frontier Town, he no longer has to live like a mouse, and has begun to feed himself with his own hands, as most people do. Before getting his first full salary, he thought that this would never happen, exploitation, deduction, and arrears were just the most common tricks used by employers, and outsiders like him were even more oppressed, but unexpectedly, the monthly salary was not only paid on time, but also a lot.
In this way, the improvement of life becomes something that can be accurately calculated.
A month's salary is twelve silver wolves, so you can save more than one gold dragon in nine months, which is also the price of the cheapest down payment for a house in the residential area of Neverwinter...... This goal could be shortened even further if there was an extra job. The days can be calculated, and people have expectations.
The promises made by His Majesty are now being fulfilled one by one, and his expectations are increasing.
Carefully opening the letter, Snakefang emptied its contents onto the table—three pieces of paper of different colors and sizes.
The first one was the thickest, almost the size of a palm, with only a few lines of words on it, but it made his heart skip a beat.
This is undoubtedly the identity of the official residents of Neverwinter City.
Compared to a temporary ID card, the paper is wrapped in a transparent hard-shell film, which looks extremely smooth. In addition to his name and date of birth, the document was accompanied by a lifelike portrait, and it was known that it was him at a glance.
He has finally become a member of the city - a lord recognized by His Majesty the King!
Snakefang suppressed his excitement and moved his gaze to the second page.
It was a notice paper, and because he usually only had time to go to night school, there were many paragraphs on it that he couldn't read through fluently, but he had no problem understanding the general content.
As he expected, the application to go to the Hidden Forest to build a railroad project was approved by the city hall.