Bellevue, the former King of the Dwarves and now Prince Bellevue Sumolei, was standing on a high platform, looking at the roaring machinery in the distance.
He saw with his own eyes that a miracle involving the combination of magic and industry was being born in front of him. Now he felt that even if it was just these things in front of him, it would be worth it for the dwarves to join Elanthir.
A huge floating transport ship is using the supporting crane on it to unload various supplies. These supplies are loaded in containers and stacked neatly on the transport ship one by one, like a hill.
In the past, in the dwarves' perception, floating castle technology should be used exclusively in war, and precious floating castles should be distributed to frontline combat troops as much as possible.
However, when he saw the giant aerospace ship appearing in Bellevue, transporting a large amount of supplies, and making the dwarves' life suddenly become more hopeful, he changed his mind.
Now, he feels that the floating technology should have been used in construction when it was first born. Using it in war is the so-called heresy.
"Your Majesty... uh, no, Your Highness! The unloading dock we built is almost completed. Next time, we won't have to go to such trouble to unload these materials." A subordinate came over to report the construction progress and stood in front of Sumolai.
behind.
He is not used to calling his Royal Highness His Majesty yet, because a few days ago he still wanted to call His Majesty. His Majesty has been calling you His Majesty for hundreds, even thousands of years, and it is understandable that he cannot change his words for a while.
So Sumolai was not in a hurry to correct these slips of the tongue. He just listened carefully to the other party's report, wanting to be more sure whether his people were better off than before.
In the distance, a slope port built specifically for aerospace ships has begun to take shape, and the dwarves also have their own set of construction methods.
When tens of thousands of dwarves gathered together, shouted chants and began to work with their steel-like hands, the scene was also filled with a red emotion.
They used the tools they carried, the tools aided by Eiland Hill, and even weapons to dig and build. In a few days, they miraculously built a huge port that could accommodate aerospace boats.
With this slope, as long as the aerostat lowers its height, cars can drive directly up to unload cargo, which is countless times more convenient and easier to load.
Such ports are being built in many places, and cities such as Seris and Docennar have already been built.
"Very good." Sumolai looked at the chimneys that had been erected earlier and were emitting thick smoke, and subconsciously nodded his big, strong head.
Dwarves have short and stocky bodies and are willing to grow long beards, so their heads look big and cute.
The dwarves once controlled the most industrial resources on the planet, and the amount of wealth they accumulated was outrageous.
In the early days, the giant war machines of the dwarves were dotted with precious metals such as gold and silver.
Of course, these were all things in the past. Now, those huge war machines have been lost, and the dwarves are almost in a state of having nothing.
Bellevue has been rebuilding continuously before, but now that the dwarves have joined and there is more population, the rebuilding speed is even faster.
There are construction sites everywhere here, a prosperous scene. After the dwarf got the machinery, he quickly started production work without wasting a second.
After they used the Magic Ball of Knowledge, they understood many mechanical principles. Then they began to use these equipment and started their revival plan in a simple factory building.
The steel transported from Misak supported the labor of the dwarves. After the equipment arrived and was debugged, they began to work non-stop to produce spare parts for Eiland Hill's cars.
As the dwarves describe themselves, they are born to be the best workers. The Airanhill engineers sent to inspect the parts were surprised to find that the dwarves almost never made mistakes when working, and the products they produced had a higher pass rate.
It's surprisingly high.
These workers with level five or even level six technicians started their miraculous journey with simple equipment.
On the 11th day after the dwarves arrived in Bellevue, their factory was able to independently repair the tractors and some cars provided by Eiland Hill.
"Let everyone work harder and strive to build the first batch of resettlement houses within ten days! The underground furnaces and our factories must also be built as soon as possible!" Sumolai said from the chimneys of the factories in the distance.
He moved his gaze away, looked at his men, and gave instructions.
"As you wish, Your Majesty... Your Highness!" The dwarf officer in heavy armor nodded slightly and replied in a simple and honest voice: "This is really a good place!"
"Yes, this is really a good place." Sumolai nodded and said in agreement: "This will be our home from now on! The city of dwarves! Ironforge!"
Yes, Chris, who was full of bad taste, gave a familiar name to the dwarves, and the dwarves were very satisfied with the name that excited them. From now on, Bellivet ceased to exist and disappeared with Maritza.
, renamed Dragonfall City, renamed Ironforge.
And this place is indeed worthy of this new name. With the support of Eiland Hill and the preferences of the dwarves, the most rebuilt place is the chimney and the burning smell that permeates everywhere.
It can be said that this is the second Seris. No one wants to care about the greening or the environment. Everyone here is thinking about how to build Ironforge into the entire Elansi.
Seoul's industrial center.
However, from another perspective, your honey and my arsenic are a good future plan for the dwarves, but it may not be a good outcome for the elves.
This can be said to be a paradise for the dwarves, but of course it will also become a hell for the elves. The dwarves who have lost the restraints of the elves seem to be more polluting than humans, but what about the elves who have lost the dwarves?...Okay
, they are suffering.
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"I'm here to apply for the army!" A deep voice sounded in the recruitment office set up in the Holy Demon Empire by Ailan Hill, causing several recruiting officers who were leisurely reading newspapers to cast curious glances.
Then, these Ailanthir officers, who were dumbfounded, saw a bearded dwarf, carrying a huge hammer and wearing a gorgeous armor, standing at the door.
His thick golden beard looked very fluffy against the backdrop of the silver armor. The slightly fat dwarf was also curiously looking at the Elanthir officers in the room.
These laxly guarded officers were simply vulnerable.
As long as he is willing, he can pick up the war hammer in his hand and kill everyone here. It only takes a few breaths for him to win easily.
Therefore, the dwarf warrior who came to recruit soldiers was extremely proud. He felt that warriors like himself were definitely scarce in this country and could also be useful in the Eilanhir Empire.
But the next second, his self-confidence was shattered by the other party's cruel evaluation. He even felt that these Airan Hill officers were deliberately humiliating him...
I saw an Airan Hill officer stood up and walked to the side of the dwarf. He held his chin and looked the dwarf warrior up and down. Then he turned back and asked his colleague: "I said...there are no regulations in the recruitment rules.
Huh? If you are less than 1.6 meters tall, you cannot be drafted into the army?"
Because of the magical aura, humans in this world generally have strong bodies. The average height of adult men is over 1.7 meters, which is stronger than traditional earth humans.
Because of this, even if the conditions for large-scale recruitment are relaxed, the height requirement is still over 1.6 meters.
The average height of dwarves is about 1.5 meters. The dwarf warrior in front of me is considered a big man among the dwarves at 1.58 meters tall...
"Are there any supplementary rules to relax the conditions for dwarves?" Another officer was also in a dilemma, because they couldn't violate the rules, but they knew that dwarves were here, and they were notified that they were not allowed to discriminate against dwarves.
The leading officer was also in a dilemma. After all, the joining of dwarves in Ellandhill was a matter for the civil affairs department, and the response from their military side would definitely be a bit slower. What's more, is it a trivial matter like conscription?
He scratched his head and said somewhat depressedly: "Sir... sir, when we recruit soldiers here, we don't need to carry weapons..."
"What?" The dwarf warrior obviously didn't realize that his attire was actually illegal and very outdated within the Elanthir Empire: "I am used to fighting with a hammer, and we dwarves are all used to using war hammers to kill enemies!
"
No one caught him as he walked along wearing armor and holding weapons, mainly because dwarves have been coming to Ironforge one after another recently, and the environment here is very chaotic, and no one has the energy to take care of it.
Hearing what the dwarf said, several officers felt dumbfounded. They looked at each other and made a decision that they thought was more reasonable: "Sir! We can record it for you and send it to the recruit recruitment headquarters.
Go for reexamination, and if you pass, we will notify you... What do you think?"
This dwarf obviously didn't expect that such an excellent warrior like him would be rejected like this, and his face looked a little ugly.
However, he also received advice from his friends and knew that he could not cause trouble near his new home. He could only nod helplessly and agreed with the other party: "Okay! But you have to be faster! After all, I am a powerful warrior. I can
I’ll help you solve many problems on the battlefield!”——
