After the harvest festival, it became colder day by day. In the northern Canary, Marceau could see the big trees on the street showing the bitter journey of a bald man at a panoramic speed visible to the naked eye.

The number of troops on the front line of New Eden was growing like weeds in summer. The only thing that restricted them was probably the equipment problem. The military factories of New Eden on the other side of the mountain have always been kept confidential, and players never knew where these arms were made. However, on this side, several military factories that Shaan had just built were warmly welcomed by the grassland elves. Thousands of high-altitude raid bombings really achieved the terrible offensive of even repairing a wave of fake targets could attract at least one terrible offensive of two thousand pounds.

And soon, even the fake target could not deceive the bomb. The heavy combat boat of the grassland elves played low-altitude penetration through the large dockship on the southern sea. Fighting mages from various races were responsible for fighting for air supremacy and guiding the targets. It is said that they had achieved the accuracy of throwing the bomb into the chimney.

Without enough arming the muskets and bullets of all the Assault Legion, the New Edens had to stop their offensive. In addition to stuffing the military factory with various air defense units, the New Edens' fleet had fought several fleet battles with the Eastern Continent fleet on the southern seas. Unfortunately, compared with their ground strength, the results and losses of the New Eden fleet made the New Edens' despair grassland elves' combat boats like nightmare for the New Eden ships. These heavy combat boats can even throw incendiary bombs or two thousand pounds of bombs on the deck with air defense fire.

Compared to the covered air defense units around the military factory, the New Edens had to admit that their ships were too small.

In addition, the New Edens still used their cannon fodder tactics. Although they could not launch a large offensive, the small-scale battle never stopped. From the green forest near the mountains on the west side to the Ashby town on the easternmost seaside, the front lines of both sides were in exchange for fire, which caused the logistics system of the East Continent to be hit by the same severe impact. Compared with New Eden, the players of the East Continent have enough muskets, but more muskets are put into use, which also means that more bullets are fired in the same second, which means that every section of the trench in the East Continent is hungry. From the copper shell bullets loaded in the rear, to the fixed loading of paper shells, to the old-fashioned flintlock lead balls, the strange types of muskets in the hands of the East Continent have created even more terrifying logistical pressure.

In Ashby, whether it is a dwarf, an elf or a human, the blacksmith shop is making round front-loaded lead balls and fixed-loaded bullets. The rear-loaded copper shell bullets are still too profound for these blacksmiths who have not even learned to reload. The bullets made by these blacksmiths were distributed to various indigenous troops and those players who were tight-knit players. Ashby Kingdom is now poor and has finally obtained these front-loaded muskets from players. Naturally, it is impossible to buy bullets from players. You must know that this is much more expensive than doing it yourself.

The players who were on hand were still pursuing better weapons and armor a year ago, but a year later they found that a high-level enchanted plate armor of five thousand gold can't block twenty gold armor-piercing bullets. The long sword of the semi-artifact is also a heroic spirit in the face of a musket that can hit two hundred yards, so what else can I do? A front-mounted musket of fifty gold is much cheaper than a rear-mounted rifled gun of two thousand gold.

Although the firing rate is not fast enough and the accuracy is not high enough, there is a saying that you are far less accurate than the opponent's contact.

As for whether the rear-mounted rifled guns that can be sold for two thousand gold, it is naturally not something that Marceau and the girls need to take care of. Anyway, the troops under their names have already completed the dressing, and friendly troops have obtained a lot of cost-effectiveness for explosions. The warehouse is filled with the latest generation of muskets. When it is really necessary to fight, they will naturally be distributed to various participating teams.

But whoever wants to take it for nothing...it should take advantage of the fact that I have already died.

"There is no free lunch in the world. I don't want to follow our sisters to buy new Edens, and I want to get the latest muskets. Do you think the girls in the world are your mother?" Youjiu and Panny roared in the living room more than once, and drove those guys who felt good about themselves out of the mansion more than once, and more than once let the grassland elves and kittens out of the city come to clear the scene.

This made Marceau very embarrassed. His girls should not recognize his son indiscriminately. He does not have such an unfilial son.

After the winter began, several teams of craftsmen from the Aboriginal Grassland Elf Indigenous people came to the Canary's accompanying capital. They came to learn technology. For these compatriots, the girls were unexpectedly patient. In the girls' private strategic table, the Winter Wall system in Moggs's south is the last fortress of the Eastern Continental civilization. When Ashby, Canary, and the Green Forest Kingdom fell, Moggs, who exchanged space for time, would gather a large number of player battle groups, so it would require a lot of weapons and equipment. It would be obvious that it would be too tiring to only let the player craftsmen make it. It was obviously a good idea to give it to the Aboriginal people of the Prairie Elf to expand production.

The girls continued to stay in the capital after the winter began. After all, they were responsible for the production of military factories and were responsible for negotiating with the nobles of the Canary Kingdom with the two Majesties. The military factories in the Paroonst area have also moved northward, and they also need to choose a new location.

Marceau finally chose to go south to the New Edens military base, and the vast number of death spiders formed a terrible air defense firepower network. Under the influence of the eternal dark sky, the wailing banshee paraded the sky in unit of a gang. The grassland elves lost more than half of the pilot combat mage squadron in the last attack and gave up the subsequent bombing. The dock ships and fleets withdrew from the southern waters.

It is certain that the New Edens will launch a new offensive after the beginning of spring, which is very large, and perhaps the entire Ashbey region will be their attack point.

But Marceau is not worried. Before the beginning of spring, a large number of player teams in the Canary Kingdom will complete training and go south. The girls' military factories have begun to change their clothes at cost prices. I believe that after the beginning of spring... at least there will be no gaps in the ground cannon fodder.

At this time, he went south because Ashby's king had signs of instability. Since Sai'an Shimoney had voted for the new Eden, as a typical example of "abandoning darkness and turning to light", his identity has risen all the way and is now a duke. Now he has taken charge of the propaganda, and his success has given strong "guidance" to the nobles in various places in Ashby who have not had time to "abandoning darkness" and "putting to light". In the past half month, two indigenous nobles in frontline areas have changed their flags and changed their banners, Mrs. Lily said that the cat cub and the cat girl had work to do.

If Marceau sat in front of the radio and talked to the "duke", the cat would never do it, but it would be simple to give a few unlucky guys who were willing to betray the whole family a chance to be neatly organized.

Really, the cat felt that he and Yan were the most professional in this regard.

Of course, as the most professional person, how can you not have an assistant?

Thinking of this, walking up the deck of the airship and putting down the luggage of both hands, Marceau turned around, and the cat who reached out his hand first caught Yan's hand, then Babalim, and finally Boonetani.

"Welcome to ride my Mida Maia, Your Excellency." As the owner of this old-fashioned passenger airship, a small grassland elf ran over.

"Yes, we'll do the job." Yan beside Marceau took out four ride permits from his arms: "When will we get to Ashbey?"

"My boat is the fastest in one week, with my ancestor Fazhe, who was the captain in his first arrival." The little captain took the ride permit and confirmed it, and nodded with a smile: "Mrs. Lily said hello to me, everyone, come into the room quickly."

"Thank you." Saying goodbye to the guest chief, Marceau took his luggage and led the girls down the steps.

"We are really doing serious business, not having fun?" Bounettani asked.

"Boenie, my sister, we are combining work and rest," Yan replied.

"That's right, the combination of work and rest is very important." Marso turned his head and happened to see Babalim's serious appearance.

This silly rabbit girl.

Thinking of this, Marceau noticed the suitcase in Yan's left hand and the power gloves equipped with her left hand: "Dear, do you need to use power gloves to carry your luggage with power gloves?"

"Keep a certain awe of the weight of a lady's luggage, my dear." Yan replied with a smile.
Chapter completed!