"Think of a new pen name."

Meyer's words made Shuge feel like he was back to that day in Salem City.

He remembered that he was standing by the window of House No. 37 of the Goblin Merchant Group, looking at the thick smoke caused by the riot in the distance.

Xiuge suddenly remembered someone.

A man who should have died in Salem City.

To this day, Shuge has not heard or seen any news about Putlin. He has only seen an unknown description of the changes in Salem City in the corner of the newspaper. The describer claimed that when the bell tower

When the building collapsed and the scene fell into chaos, several young people broke through the guards' blockade and shot at the prince's vehicle.

More news was lost in the changing situation.

All the people trapped in Salem City are the same.

They have all been forgotten. People with cold hearts will never mention such a place, while people with compassion can only avoid talking about Salem City. After all, there is nothing they can do now.

Therefore, everything there was buried in time.

Cheaper and more stable.

Thinking of this, Xiuge put down his pen.

Wei Lin came over once. She wanted to talk about her recent new discoveries. When she saw Xiuge was writing at his desk, she immediately chose to go back the way she came.

After a round of shooting, these artillerymen will immediately open the metal valve on the side of the crystal cannon, dissipate the magic mist generated by the violent reaction of the magic crystal, and complete the loading of new shells at the same time. After the shells are loaded,

The accompanying mages in charge of the artillery positions will complete the calibration of the magic ritual as quickly as possible. After the inspection is correct, a new round of artillery bombardment will begin.

Xiuge has no idea yet.

The second reason is that after the crystallized cannon is fired, it often leaves very clear magic traces in the environment, and the military mages only need to trace these magic traces to easily locate the enemy's artillery positions.

It had been a long time since he had written with such concentration. This brought back those memories belonging to Sugar Ernst and reminded him of his past self.

First, it is related to the aristocratic etiquette between countries.

"Hey, if you ask me, crystallized cannonballs are still powerful enough!"

During this period of time, what Shuge saw and heard with his own eyes created the beginning of this story. In this limited text, the "magic mouse" as the narrator witnessed the unfolding of a human love affair.

Beginning, development and end.

It looks like they are immersed in the afterglow of the winter festival...

However, they also possess amazing advantages that traditional crystalline artillery shells cannot match.

However, as the last cannonball in the sky hit the protective ceremony ground, the bombardment came to an abrupt end.

In past wars, although all human nations have possessed crystal cannons and crystal blunderbuss, during confrontations, no one was always willing to strike first.

A city has become a living ruin.

The soldiers did not dare to casually talk to this military mage who was already famous in the Chasseur Regiment. They knew that this young man was a member of the Ernst family, and even if they put this aside, he was enough to become an elite in the army.

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Shuge felt as if he had really become a ghost who had escaped from Ernst's old house in Salem City.

No one bothered him.

Xiuge gradually entered the state.

Without waiting for the commander's orders, the casters active in the position have spontaneously activated the protective ritual field to resist impacts and explosions.

But this time, they couldn't do it.

Sally also came once, but she just quietly brought a kettle filled with refreshing drinks for Shuge.

Under the skillful operation of the rotating members of the 3rd Artillery Regiment, the new crystallized cannons developed by the Mucci Workshop, or now the Votel Royal Workshop, kept roaring, and their huge metal bases were

It is firmly fixed on the ground, and every time it is launched, it will create violent vibrations.

The countries in the Goddess Plains have a close relationship with the Legal Committee, so now all their military mages are theoretically following the orders of Merlin Lehe. There is no doubt about the strength of these professional spell casters, even the abilities they can use

The magic equipment and resources are of the best type.

However, there was a clear deviation in the location where the shells hit - they deviated from the position of the 3rd Artillery Regiment by nearly a kilometer. However, the effect caused by the magic explosion was equally astonishing. Under the action of those few shells, a small

The hills were almost flattened, and the nearby snow was scattered in all directions.

At this time, the spellcasters responsible for guiding the artillery positions all looked embarrassed.

Unlike the Luo Wei Plateau, where three kingdoms exist at the same time, the situation on the Goddess Plain has always been much more stable.

Heavy breathing, approaching dark clouds, unconscious murmurs and the sound of rolling wheels on the street are intertwined, making everything seem extremely heavy, as if the holiday decorations that were once hung on the eaves have fallen into the muddy ditch.

among.

At this time, on the position of the Third Artillery Regiment, which had just completed two rounds of shelling, more than a dozen military mages had taken over the positions of the artillerymen. In their hands were all hanging shaking incense burners, and the special incense was being used in the magic secret ceremony.

With the help of the weapon, all the magical mist generated by the cannon fire was quickly dissipated, and all traces of traceable magic were forcibly erased.

Highlight a large amount.

This is where the story really begins.

Votel's artillerymen were like naughty boys. After throwing a few stones at the "neighbor's" window, they fell completely silent, as if they knew what kind of strategy their opponents would adopt for the bombardment.

Just like that, when night gradually approached and the crystal lights on the steam train all lit up under the influence of the magic circuit, Xiuge suddenly raised his head and stopped writing.

The moment the bombardment stopped, the enemy mages apparently began to clear it at an extremely fast speed, covering up the magical mist left behind by the artillery positions. The traces dragged out by the flight of the artillery shells were far thinner than those of traditional crystallized artillery shells.

, these traces had naturally dissipated in the air before the mages of the Legal Committee could capture them...

During the shelling just now, ordinary soldiers in the forward positions suffered a certain degree of casualties, and some pre-built fortifications were also damaged, but for the entire defense line, such losses were nothing at all.

A story that takes place in an unknown border town.

But soon, these officers paid the price for their wrong judgment.

During the first round of shelling, the officers of the Deland Army discovered that the Votels' shelling could not even completely destroy a front-mounted magic sentry tower. This made them laugh out loud, thinking that the Votels had been waiting for too long.

There was no war, and even the maintenance of artillery shells had serious problems.

This time, what fell from the sky was no longer a few scattered cannonballs, but an astonishing rain curtain woven by the cannonballs - they dragged one after another weak traces of magic in the evening sky

, and when they all fell to the ground, the impact and explosion caused directly formed a terrifying straight line on this vast plain.

Many scholars even believe that it was the war that the Wartel Kingdom mistakenly launched that year that made the relationship between the plains countries closer and allowed the Delan royal family to completely establish a foothold on the plains.

Facing the "old enemy" coming from the Luowei Plateau, the Kingdom of Deland showed the highest degree of vigilance. Although the previous "big earthquake" seriously damaged the established defense line, after these days of emergency repairs, Deland

The military has basically filled in the previous gaps.

As countries declared war one after another, contacts and frictions between armies began to become frequent.

From a certain perspective, the two are indeed similar - they both like to immerse themselves in the world of words and write stories that may or may not be related to themselves. Whenever this happens, they can get unlimited insights from it.

peaceful.

"The Ghosts of Salem."

Or maybe he was originally a ghost floating in Van En?

The steam train continued to advance along the railway track, and amid the constant vibrations and sounds, Shuge, together with other soldiers of the 5th Chasseur Regiment, was approaching the southern front of the war.

The loading of artillery shells, the debugging and inspection of the magic ritual on the crystallized cannon, and the debugging of the bombardment angle...

Between Xiuge's words, there are mottled traces like moss, which make the description that should have been quite fragrant become realistic.

These traces form a story.

Within a few minutes, the second round of artillery fire from the Votels began, and at this time, the artillery positions of the Delan army were still in a state of preparation.

Professor Meyer gently read out the pen name written by Shuge. A trace of emotion and sadness flashed across his face, and then he stood up and walked to other carriages. As a person who often writes, he knew

, it is best not to interfere with your cultivation at this time.

But this time, it changed its past appearance.

Geographically, the principalities, large and small, are like the guardians of the central Kingdom of Teresa.

That was originally a reassuring hum, but now, it seems to have become a great irony.

The ink slowly dripped from the crystallized nib, leaving trace after trace on the paper.

…

The position of Delan's army fell into silence. Apart from the wails of some of the injured, there was only the hum of magic produced by the operation of the magic ritual field.

During the war between the plains and the plateau two hundred years ago, the Kingdom of Votel believed that the Royal Family of Deland had almost no ability to control and govern the principality, so it launched a rather bold attack. Although during the war

In the early days, a large number of principalities collapsed under the offensive of the plateau army, but as their strength regrouped, they successfully pushed the Votel people out of the Goddess Plain.

It was a story that happened between a businesswoman and a young driver. At first, they were just obsessed with each other's body, but gradually, this obsession penetrated into their souls and hearts. However, the story was always unsatisfactory.

When the relationship between the two may develop further, a recruitment notice quietly came to the young driver.

Except for the Isar River front dominated by the St. Steele people, the central front near the "Silver Corridor" of the Black Nest Mountains and the southern steps close to the rugged hills and Salem City appear extremely quiet.

As in the past, love became the beginning of this story.
To be continued...