The results of the artillery maneuvers were much better than Roland had expected. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the last round of explosions, seventy percent of the black powder in reserve was detonated underground in one go, causing no less momentum than the roadside bombs of later generations. When subcontracting and burying, he also had a whim, mixed some aluminum powder into the gunpowder, and the result was that the light of the fireball was even brighter, and at the moment when it rushed out of the ground, it even had a bit of sunrise and dawn.

This explosion also basically announced the transformation of the First Army's weapons from black powder to chemical powder, and as for the distance of the third level of the sun, he could only imagine it in his head at best. Although uranium is not low in the earth's crust, even higher than silver and gold, and it is not difficult to collect uranium elements by decomposing granite bit by bit by Lucia, lethal radioactivity is always a tricky problem, and lead plates are not foolproof.

Crucially, he didn't know if Nanawa could treat radiation sickness, the distortion of biological substrates caused by the ionization of particles.

Therefore, before the time of life and death, Roland does not plan to start the epic task of "Brilliant Radiation", which is no less than stealing divine fire.

After all, that thing is too dangerous.

After finalizing the meeting with the Witch of Tachira, he invites Tiri into his office.

It's time to talk about betting.

Pouring her a Chaos drink, Roland cleared his throat and spoke, "About the previous hunting competition......

"Although Agatha is indeed a member of the Witch League, it is not the Neverwinter team that won," Tilly seemed to have guessed Roland's thoughts, and her eyes curved into a crescent moon, "Brother, this bet can only be described as a draw. If you want Miss Leaf to be included in the Neverwinter team, I won't admit it. ”

"Of course, this bet is a draw, but I still want you to stay. Roland said frankly.

Such a blunt statement made Tilly pause slightly, "Uh......"

"So it's a win-win, how about it?" he saw the five princesses show such an expression of not knowing how to answer, and he had to say, there was also a sense of pity, "I took out thirty percent of the income from the Chaos Drink to set up a fund to reward those who contribute to Neverwinter, whether it is a witch or an ordinary person, within the scope of the reward. And you'll settle in Neverwinter, whether it's in the Witch Mansion or with the Sleepy Isle Migrants. ”

After talking about business, Tilly quickly recovered from her stunned stupor, and she coughed twice as if nothing had happened, "Is it just thirty percent? ”

"Because I have calculated that even 30% will reach a staggering number, and it will be enough to enjoy it as a bonus for a lifetime. "The rest of the money will be used for the construction of Neverwinter, including the witch's house and necessary facilities, as well as the payment of salaries. In general, they will all be spent where they are needed most. You can also withdraw it directly if you need it. ”

"Even if you use up all the golden dragons you earned?"

"Of course, it's just a place to be in the warehouse," he said disapprovingly. Further on, credit money emerges when precious metal currencies are unable to keep up with the demand for productivity growth. At that time, money will become a simple number for the government, just print it directly, and it will not make sense to him.

Tilly pursed her lips, "Sounds like a good exchange." ”

"That's why it's called a win-win," Roland asked slowly, "what do you think?"

She sighed and said, "Since you've said this kind of thing, brother, I can only agree." Although it seemed like a reluctant answer, the undisguised smile in the corner of her eyes indicated her mood.

Roland couldn't help but smile, from a year ago to a relaxed smile, Tilly probably finally believed that he could bring a comfortable and stable life to the witch.

"By the way," he said, after a few small talks, he turned the conversation to the Far South Reconquest plan, "I intend to bring the Sandfolk Territory under the rule of the Grey Keep this winter, their customs and power inheritance methods are very different from those of the Four Kingdoms, and I need your help to take it in its entirety." ”

Roland then recounted the laws of the Sandfolk and the ritual of the sacred duel.

"It's okay to let Ash participate in a duel," Tilly muttered for a moment, "but why would you want to annex the Desert Lands? Ever since the establishment of the Grey Keep, no ancestor has been interested in that barren realm. ”

"It just looks desolate, and the fire that burns for decades and the salt crystals that stain the ground white, are all proof of buried treasures. Roland spread his hands and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the Far South will be the key to the next step in Neverwinter's development. ”

"In that case, I'll explain it to Ash. Tilly didn't ask any further, but nodded her head in response.

Now that the trust between the two has been built up little by little, it is foreseeable that the Witch League will be closely linked to the Witches of the Sleeping Isle.

When he thought of this, Roland was very pleased.

......

Sending his sister out of the office, he immediately called the echo again.

A sacred duel can only win him a voice, and it will not solve the problem once and for all. He doesn't need a clan quota to live in Iron Sand City, but a large number of sand people who can follow orders, and for that, he must become the legendary Great Chief.

Roland didn't have time to go with the army in person, so it was necessary to choose a spokesperson.

As the princess of the Osha clan, the echo is undoubtedly the key to subduing the people of Mo Jinsha.

"I don't know if Iron Axe has talked to you about returning to the Far South," he said, "This winter, the First Army will be stationed in Iron Sand City, and I hope you can go there on my behalf." ”

"No...... He didn't mention it to me," Echo looked a little surprised, then bit his lip and said with a sad expression, "Your Majesty, don't you want me?"

The previous answer also made Roland quite satisfied, it seems that Iron Axe also understood that the matter of the march was a secret of the kingdom, and did not easily disclose it to his clansmen, but the second half of the sentence made him almost choke on saliva. Although I know that the other party doesn't mean that, it still sounds ambiguous. At the same time, he felt a cold aura coming from behind him, and his shoulder was already tightly pinched by one of Nightingale's hands, "Of course not, this is only temporary—when I become the Great Chief of the Sandmen, you can return to Neverwinter with the Iron Axe." And if you don't want to, I won't force it. ”

After listening to his statement, the echo relaxed, "I understand, but if you want all the sand people to submit, I'm afraid the Holy Duel can't do it." ”

"Of course, I have other ways," Roland smiled, slowly stating his intentions.

"This ......" Echo was stunned for a moment, with a complicated look in his eyes, "That's ...... Is it really possible?"

"Of course, I'm the king of Grey Keep, and I say it's okay to be natural. He said word for word.

"The three gods are above, and the sandfolk will never forget your gifts," she didn't hesitate anymore, knelt down on one knee, and bowed to him solemnly, "Echo is willing to accomplish this mission for you." ”

"Very well," Roland said, rising to pick up the much-ordained woman of Mokin, "and I'll leave it to you." ”

In this way, the preparations for the subjugation of the Far South are all completed.