"Oh?" Roland said, raising an eyebrow, "Tell me about it?"

"Since Tachira's devouring worms can make a passage through the mountains of desperation, then the wild ground must not be able to defeat them. Edith held out two fingers, "As long as two worm carriers are in parallel, a tunnel can be dug for carriages to pass." I asked Minister Karl about this, and concluded that although there was no way to support an underground palace like the Third Frontier Town in the mud, it would be fine if a certain depth could be guaranteed. ”

"How?"

"Acting at the same time as the main force of the First Army, the passage is located in the center of the camp, which is taken out by means of a shaft, and the camp tent can be erected above it to disguise itself as an ordinary camp. ”

"What about after the evacuation?"

"The shaft was closed and the topsoil was restored, but the ventilation port was left for access air intake. ”

"How long does it take?"

"It will be about half a month slower than the normal march, but under the harassment of the devil, it is difficult to achieve the usual marching speed. And the greatest weakness of the First Army will disappear - from the sky, this army will be reduced to only one fist, which will inevitably attract the full attention of the devil. ”

Roland couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, it seemed that after a day and night of thinking, the plan was quite mature.

"You came up with the idea?"

"Well," Edith admitted, "but in the end, it's the result of a multi-departmental effort. In addition to the Ministry of Construction, the Institute of Mathematics is also involved – although they do not know the specifics of Plan 2. ”

Should he say that it is worthy of the pearl of the Northland? The most rare thing about this plan is not to think of ideas, but to use all the resources that can be used.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid it would be difficult to take into account the monster-like worm vector.

And the Arithmetic Institute is a newly established institute that has been established for less than a year, and in addition to stargazing, it will only receive tasks from Roland, and she is already trying to use more professional personnel to calculate whether it is feasible to supply military supplies through the channel.

This vision beyond ordinary people is really gratifying.

In addition, for some reason, he still had a faint illusion that Edith seemed to be more sharp than before, as if she had shed a cover.

"Well done," Roland encouraged, "just follow this plan." ”

"Yes," the Northland Pearl paused, "but I still have one thing to say, there will still be casualties in the deduction of Plan 2, and the process will not be as easy as the Battle of Coldwind Ridge against the Upper Church. After all, the devil is the one who occupies the initiative, and it is unlikely that the First Army will rely on preset positions and pillboxes to defend itself before reaching its destination. ”

"So you're more inclined to stay on the ground and wait for your chance?"

"No, I'm inclined to gnaw on this bone anyway," she replied slowly, "if the Battle of the Divine Will is as brutal as the Taqirans say, then a test of fire and blood is absolutely necessary for the First Army. It's you—I've always felt that you care so much about the lives of your soldiers that you have to think about every step of the way, but when the enemy is replaced by an unknown devil, some things are beyond the reach of man, so please be prepared. ”

That's what it feels like...... Roland thought to himself that if it had been before, it was unlikely that the other party would have said such a thing, and if it had been replaced by another lord, it might have been regarded as an offense. As smart as Edith, she would not make a low-level mistake in such details.

Is this a ripple effect of the last disposal?

But whatever.

As long as it works for him, the rest is irrelevant.

"I see, you go down. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

After Edith saluted and withdrew, Nightingale appeared and said with a disgruntled face, "Isn't it wrong to care about the safety of her subordinates?

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that," laughed Roland, "but everyone has their own ideas, and it's clear to hear them." It's just that he has another thought in his heart - the reason why he should be as thoughtful as possible is because he can't afford to lose at the moment. These soldiers are not a rabble of mercenaries and serfs, almost everyone can read and write, not to mention that some officers also have the ability to read pictures and make reports, and they still have to try to reduce their losses.

The nightingale was about to say something more when the listening sigil hanging on her chest suddenly lit up red.

Roland's heart suddenly sank, "The devil has made a new move?"

The interrogation was brief, and she replied almost immediately to her chest, "No, good news, the third group of witches from the Isle of Sleep is expected to arrive in Neverwinter tomorrow evening, led by Lady Camilla Dare. ”

It turned out to be a magical transmission from Tilly...... Roland breathed a sigh of relief, "You go and talk to Wendy, just welcome according to the reception standards of the first two batches." ”

This should be the last group of migrants, almost half of the total number of witches on the Sleeping Isles, and the framework of the Sleeping Charm is now complete, and he can rest assured that Wendy will handle both the statistical power and the recruitment process. As for the remaining witches, he believed that given time, they would sooner or later come to terms with the fact that the kingdom of the Grey Keep had been renewed.

"No problem. The nightingale seemed to have forgotten about the Northland Pearl, and was about to retreat into the fog when Roland suddenly stopped her again.

"Wait...... Leading the group is Camilla, the witch who is going to go with Joan to the sea line?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Let me think about it......," Roland pondered for a moment, "didn't the previous situation think that the devil always took the initiative? ”

"Uh, is there a relationship between the two?" the nightingale looked dazed.

"Not sure yet, but I'll have to try," he said with interest, "and I'll need to talk to her myself when Camilla arrives." ”

As you follow the Chishui River to the west, the sides of the river gradually turn brownish-yellow – the color of harvested wheat stalks mixed with soil.

Judging from the thickness of the straw, this year is another bumper harvest year.

Andrea stood at the bow of the boat and took a deep breath in the cool autumn breeze, and the farmland baked by the sun exuded a unique taste, which made people feel inexplicably relaxed and satisfied.

She didn't know if it was the afterglow of a good harvest or the anticipation of going home.

Maybe it's a bit of both.

"They...... Why don't you collect these things?" a curious voice suddenly came from behind him, "It's obviously a good fire starter." ”

Andrea looked back and saw that the person she was talking to was a witch of divine punishment, whose name seemed to be Carol.

"How do you know this?" she had asked her father a similar question when she was a child, such as why the farmer collected the cut straws and tied them into the shape of a hill, and his father replied that it was for a living.

"They don't have enough money to buy firewood, so in order to survive the winter, they have to collect everything they can to heat themselves, and straw is an excellent fuel. It was flammable and readily available, and many nobles bought some to start fires, and people could use it as bedding when they lacked clothing. Although it burns and chokes on smoke and stings when you sleep, it is better than freezing to death. In your eyes, these straws may be useless, but to those who need them, they are as important as ears of wheat and an indispensable part of life. 」