I was sent back by the marshmallow, and after a moment of confusion, my consciousness returned to my body.
There was no pain anywhere on my body, accompanied by bursts of burning heat. I was so heavy with fatigue that I could hardly think.
I tried to use my senses to feel everything in the outside world. Vaguely, someone was shaking my body, and I didn’t know what they were doing.
As time went by, some of the voices around me gradually became clearer. It was someone talking.
"Boss... wake up quickly! They are dressing you! If you don't wake up, they will bury you!" This... this must be Mafa's voice.
"Mafa, wake up!" Haiert's voice said: "It's been a month, the boss has already..."
"No! Wait one more day! Wait one more day, okay? Helter, I beg you, wait one more..." Without even thinking about it, this crying voice belonged to Jack.
"Brother, we have been waiting for many days..."
"Wait for one more day..."
"Let's do this!" Helter said: "We'll ask Fichet to check again. If the boss really still... you can't insist anymore."
"Um……"
"Moya, go get Fichet."
After a while, a voice came from outside the door, getting closer and closer: "Don't drag me... I told you this morning that Cohen is improving... There is hope for him to wake up... Don't drag me... one day
Watching it once is enough..."
Geert shouted loudly: "You say this every day! Today Uncle Weisu told us not to mess around anymore!"
Fichet's helpless voice sounded next to me: "It seems like it's really not going to work anymore... You even changed his clothes."
"You think I think so!" The angry Moya must have grabbed someone by the collar: "He is my boss! The boss who has always taken care of us!"
"Where are Feline and the others?" Fichet asked: "Why do they agree with what you are doing!"
"I was called away by my uncle."
"Really? That's fine!" Fichet's voice gradually became calmer: "You guys go out, I'll have a few words with Cohen."
The footsteps of several people gradually faded away. Fichet approached me, his body sank slightly, and he sat next to me. Fichet stroked my hair slowly, but I was very anxious. My current
My heartbeat and breathing have not recovered. If they bury me, I will be the most unjust person to die.
"Dear brother, we have to say goodbye..." Fichet said, and I felt his hands were cold: "I have been unable to accept this fact, so I have been procrastinating day after day. It seems that today is the procrastination.
I can’t go down anymore…”
"I have always had an ideal, and I want to realize it with you... But now, you have left me alone." He continued slowly: "I regard this ideal as belonging to both of us. It's funny, right?
?I have never told you... Maybe it is my own wishful thinking. You are such a person... But, I really want to do something with you. You have told me so many truths
, made me yearn for countless beautiful scenery and hopes, and then...you left me alone...I..."
"Get up! You scoundrel!" With a snap, I received a slap in the face, and Fichet roared: "You bastard! Get up!"
"Don't do this! Fichet..." Someone rushed in from outside and stopped him: "Don't hit my boss!"
"Let go, let go...I'm not finished yet!"
"Let him go!" Helter said: "Moya, let him go."
Fichet put a hand on my left breast: "Anyway, even if I am alone, I will...ah!"
There was a "clatter" sound, and someone fell down. Fichet's voice was trembling: "Heartbeat! Him! He...Cohen! Heartbeat!"
In the chaos, I finally regained my breath. Immediately, a large number of people rushed over and force-fed a lot of unknown things, some sweet, some bitter, some sweet, bitter and sour... and finally I was stripped.
He soaked it up and put it into some unknown liquid.
Then I was kept in that pool by them. Someone fed me some weird stuff every day. Sisters Wensley and Feilin stayed by my side the whole time.
"Isn't Cohen awake yet?" It was Fichet who came three times a day with things.
"Not yet!" Wensley answered him: "But her breathing is getting smoother."
"Really? Then try this for him today!" Fichet said: "I just tasted a little outside and even vomited out yesterday's lunch. He will definitely wake up after drinking this."
"God! It stinks so much!" Kelly said, "Are you sure this is medicine?"
"Of course! Madam, do you have any objections to my skills?" Fichet said proudly: "Please believe in professionalism."
"Then... you can stay and we'll feed him."
"Well... let me say one more thing!" Fichet said: "If he still doesn't wake up after this, it means that these things are not stimulating him enough... You are Cohen's wife, of course you know what I am talking about! Haha...
…ah!"
Fichet fled, but my wives remained silent.
"I...I think it's better to give Cohen medicine first!" Wensley said in a low voice.
"I think Cohen might not like this..." Feline said.
"But why isn't Cohen awake yet?" Kelly said, "He has had a heartbeat for several days!"
"Aunt Bertina and Uncle Wilbur said that Cohen's body is recovering on its own and he will wake up when he is almost recovered," Wensley said.
"Then you're still feeding him these nasty-smelling medicines?"
"Although I know he will be fine, I still hope he wakes up soon..." Wen Sili threw down the medicine in her hand, hugged me and cried: "As long as he wakes up soon... I, I, I
Don’t care about anything!”
"Cohen will wake up!" Feline comforted Wen Sili: "When the time comes, he will often steal kisses from behind to our beautiful Wen Sili."
"Didn't Cohen steal a kiss from you?" Wensley let go of me, as if she was wiping tears: "I still don't understand why you didn't let Cohen enter the room?"
"This is what Aunt Nasher ordered us to do." Feline said: "She said that Cohen and we are both immature and easily addicted to sex."
"Really?" I slowly opened my eyes, having been recuperating these days, and found that my body was soaked in milky white liquid.
"Yes, how could I lie to you?" Feilin glanced at me, but found that I was looking at her with a smile: "You! You...you."
I chuckled again: "I'm not welcome to participate in your discussion?"
"Cohen!" Kelly cheered and rushed towards me.
I was hugged tightly by Kelly and Wen Sili, and I almost couldn't breathe.
"Who are you! You didn't say a word when you woke up!" Feilin was very dissatisfied with me eavesdropping on their conversation: "I hate it!"
"Don't worry, I won't steal any more kisses from you!" I looked at the three haggard-looking wives in front of me: "My wives are so lovely and noble. I swear, there will be a day when I will kiss you...
Gifts that match your status will enter your room. At that time, I will see what reasons you use to reject me!"
"What is this?" I asked. This was the third day since I woke up, and my body had almost adapted.
A pair of small black war hammers were placed on the small table next to me, shining faintly.
Uncle Wilbur answered me: "It is an artifact. Legend has it that it is a tool used by God of Thunder to create thunder and lightning. Its power... I believe you have experienced it."
Hearing that I might die, Uncle Wilbur came with Aunt Bertina, and Uncle Tenacy. They will stay here for a while.
"It was our carelessness!" Haiert and others did not dare to speak loudly in front of the two uncles: "That's why Cohen was injured."
"It's not all your fault. Even if you go together, there won't be a better result than now!" Uncle Tenasi said, "A few more people may die."
"Why?" Helter asked.
"This magician named Talion!" Uncle Wilbur said: "He is a very powerful guy. He did a lot of sensational things in his early years. The cost of attacking him is not cheap. Our left prime minister is actually a very generous person.
people."
"Then...why didn't I die?"
"Look at your chest."
I lifted up my clothes and found a large radial scar on my chest, which was shocking.
"What do you think? The style is very unique, isn't it?" Uncle Wilbur pointed to the scar and said, "It was your phantom egg that saved your life. It was your phantom egg that helped you block Talion's last blow."
The thunder magic attack caused the phantom egg to burst instantly. To be precise, you were hit by the phantom egg and the free thunder magic."
I touched this oversized scar with my fingers and found that it looked like an extra scar.
"There's no need to touch it. It's made of the stuff inside the fantasy beast egg. We've tried many ways, but we just can't get it off. It seems like it's grown together."
"Really? It's just gone!" I was very sorry: "I still want to see what my fantasy beast looks like!"
"There is also a roaring elf." Mafa shook the white war bow in his hand: "He uses a bow!"
"I have never heard of this elf!" Uncle Wilbur said: "Dark dwarves are also rare. Generally speaking, they will not come to the Kingdom of God."
I turned my head to the side and looked at the official father: "By the way, Dad, what do they mean by racial division?"
"Just like us humans!" Father put down the official document: "Some are loyal to gods, and some are loyal to demons."
"Is that so?" I didn't expect it to be so simple, so I asked Mafa: "What happened to your Black Ice Arrow that day?"
"I...hehe...I practiced it secretly." Mafa clung to the white battle bow: "Boss, this bow..."
"Do you like it?" I said, "It's yours! But you'd better dye it another color. I get annoyed when I see that color."
"I know, I know!"
"Boss, our army is training." Moya walked into the room and said to me, "Do you want to go take a look?"
"Go. Of course!" I stood up.
More than a month has passed, and the construction progress of Dark City has not been affected by my injury. The tall outer city wall has been closed, and the taller inner city wall is under construction. The construction of the city has begun, and the drainage system has been laid.
The roads are also in disarray. In the center of the city, a rudimentary city hall is rising.
I believe no one will be surprised when walking on the wide outer city wall for the first time.
The city wall is twenty meters high, twenty meters wide at the bottom, and fifteen meters wide at the top. From bottom to top, it is made of staggered and stacked solid giant stone strips. There is an arrow stack every three steps, and every fifty meters.
There is an arrow tower five meters higher than the city wall at the back of the city wall. Every three hundred meters there is a sub-wall projecting fifteen meters forward and twenty meters wide. For such a city wall, as long as there is a suitable
With troops and sufficient food and fodder, it will definitely not be a problem to defend it.
"Your Majesty the Governor!" Kennan introduced to me on the side: "They are all constructed based on your original drawings."
"I'm very satisfied! But!" I pointed to my head: "The important thing is to understand my design ideas. In this case, there are many places that you can change according to the situation."
"ah?"
"Then look at this." I walked to the city wall and said, "I just thought of it."
"The ones who attack the city are definitely infantry. The ones who climb the walls are using ladders. Setting up the ladders is the first step."
"Yes, this is very common." Uncle Maize said.
"Let's just give a small gift to the enemy when they are setting up the ladder." I smiled and said: "Kainan, I want you to build a stone fence next to the city wall, as high as the city wall. Well... no need.
If it’s too wide, you can’t even cross it in one step, and besides… people can’t stand on it.”
"No problem, it's not troublesome." Kennan said to me: "But, will it be useful?"
"I think whether it is useful or not can be verified by facts." I said to everyone: "Kenan, you first build a mile and a half mile, and we will bring people over at this time tomorrow for a siege exercise."
"OK."
I focused my attention on the troops training outside the city wall, watching the cavalry train sprinting and the infantry train close combat. I felt that although they were training very hard, they seemed to be missing something.
"Cohen, what's wrong?" As the deputy commander of the Dark Army and a general who has been in the military for many years, Martin Luther can certainly feel something strange in my eyes.
"A real-combat atmosphere! Yes, there is a lack of real-combat atmosphere!" My right fist hit the city wall hard, and I finally understood!
"Grandpa Martin, I think we should expand the army." I said: "As soon as possible, increase our number of soldiers to 10,000 people, divide them into four parts, and select 1,000 people from them to form the Guards, and the other three parts will have 3,000 people each.
.Only 3,000 people are required to go out for regular defense at a time, and the remaining 6,000 people are used for confrontation training. I want to train an iron army that will make the entire continent tremble!"
"Confrontation training?" Not only Martin Luther, but everyone was shocked: "What do you mean?"
"It's actual combat training!" I said: "Bows and arrows fly in the sky, and sharp stakes are buried on the ground. The cavalry charges, and the infantry defends. Real swords and real spears."
"Real swords and guns!" Haiert was frightened: "That will kill people!"
"Otherwise, they will die even if they go to the battlefield! Think about it, how many people died under the hooves of our own horses in our last battle!" I said calmly: "I have decided, that's it.
.”
"But boss..." Haiert was interrupted by my eyes.
"Let's go back, I still have to check how much money we have." I walked towards the stairs beside the city wall.
In the temporary tent next to the city hall, I listened to Feline's financial report and scratched out the army's training plan on a piece of paper.
"The city construction progress has only reached one-third!" Feilin complained to me with a large account book in her hand: "But the five hundred thousand yuan is already more than half!"
"The current progress is until all the money is used up!" I nodded to Fichet who came in: "How long can we maintain it?"
"It can last up to three and a half months."
"Hey!" Fichet sat next to me: "Is it necessary to expand our army to 10,000?"
Before I could say anything, Feilin had already shouted: "Ten thousand troops! Oh my god, that can last up to three months."
"The situation is not too bad!" I nodded: "Give me five thousand gold coins, I want to use them."
"Cohen, you are not ignorant..." Feilin looked embarrassed: "You know, at this time, a copper coin is very precious..."
"My dear, only if you give me five thousand gold coins first!" I said, "I can pay you back more gold coins."
After hearing what I said, Fichet's eyes lit up, he grabbed my hand and asked, "Want to go out?"
I nodded.
"Take me with you!"
I blinked and said nothing.
"Okay!" Fichet sighed: "I will listen to you all the way..."
"Good boy, go tell the master!" I patted Fichet on the shoulder: "We need to dress up as two trainee magicians and ask the master to prepare a few handy things."
"No problem!" Fichet went happily.
I finished writing out the training plan, and then asked Marfa to send it to Martin Luther.
"Training starts today." I said to him.
"yes!"
"Wait a minute! Tell Grandpa Martin to first select a hundred people from the people who performed well in this battle. I will be useful."
"yes!"
At this time, Fichet came back with a smile on his face and asked me before he sat down: "When are we leaving?"
"What's the hurry?" I answered him: "We have to give some homework to those who are left behind!" (To be continued)