Chapter 1098: Quietly enter the village

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The war fortress flew at the highest speed over the blue sea, whizzing through the white clouds, smashing them to pieces, and disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye. Only a white trail remained in the air.
In the hall at the bottom of the war fort, Lorraine was lying at a large table, holding a pencil in his hand, frowning, and gesticulating on the map on the table.
Leo also followed Lorraine's appearance, with his upper body lying on the table, his two short legs kicking back and forth, his head supported by his hands, and he looked at the map of Ruman under him.
On the other side, Lester was sitting on a rocking chair, with his feet folded on the table, eyes closed, humming a little tune in his mouth, holding a small teapot in one hand, taking a sip from time to time, while the other With the other hand on the leg, there is a beat without a beat, which is extremely free and easy.
Only Belen stood upright at the table, looking down at the map. Has been silent.
After a while, Lorraine threw down the pencil helplessly, then patted a document beside him, stretched out, and dozed lazily, with a weak look, and said: "I can't find it. There are too many places."
But in my heart, I secretly sighed that I haven't been able to get a good night's sleep in the past two days, and the physical exertion is really too great. Lord Rao is now a magnificent paladin, but this body is still a bit overwhelming.
On the contrary, there are a few girls nearby, each with radiant face, shiny skin, and tender as if they can pinch water. At a glance, you can know why Sir Alex Ferguson's stamina is so consumed.
After listening to Lorraine's words, Leo sighed next to him, scratching his hair with his hands, and then cursed angrily: "The lich we caught is really useless."
While talking, he scooped up a red pen boringly, and drew the little tortoise very skillfully in the open space at the corner of the map.
Belen glanced at him, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something in the end, he chose to close it wisely—with the painting of the little father-in-law, the map was also dazzled. After thirty to fifty years, it might be worth thirty to fifty million.
But looking at the extremely ugly little tortoise drawn by Leo, he still felt that he was too sorry for that piece of paper. In order to be in a good mood, he had to reluctantly move his gaze away from the map, and looked at the document opposite Lorraine. I also prayed secretly in my heart, hoping that the little father-in-law would not draw a little turtle on those documents.
I saw that the mess of papers beside Lord Luo Jue were all marked with dazzling red letters-"Extreme Secret".
The font is extremely bright, even a bit shocking.
Those documents are the information on the logistics supply routes of the peacekeeping forces.
On that huge map, Lorraine compared the information and marked all the important material distribution centers for the peacekeeping forces on the map.
As Lorraine said, there are too many places, and the map is densely painted with circles of various colors.
To provide 500,000 soldiers with various materials continuously, one can imagine what a large logistics system this is.
From weapons and weapons, clothing and food, down to needles and brains, sufficient quantities must be prepared and sent to the front lines of war thousands of miles away by various means of transportation.
It can be said that every city in the Ruman Empire was involved in this war.
Some provide rations, some provide horse material, some provide clothing, some provide armor, some provide steel, some provide transport ships, and some make transport ships...
There are various situations, and every link is extremely important~!
This complex logistical supply is like a chain tied with a huge boulder, no matter which link is broken, it will have a devastating effect.
And in this logistical supply chain, it is not only the Ruman Empire, Partia Eiro, and Dotres... including half of the continent’s countries are involved-there is no way, Which gangster sees that there is a chance to steal money, things, and women, and don’t want to go up and stom on them?
However, it is precisely because there are too many participating countries, and in order to ensure their respective sex, everyone is extremely stubborn to take their own logistics in their own hands. .
There is nothing wrong with this. Logistics is the lifeline of the Legion. Once someone gets stuck, who knows what nasty things can come out.
What's more, when everyone grabbed things and wanted to transport them home, they didn't want outsiders to intervene. Otherwise, even if it is a ton of gold, it will be good to have a hair left after passing through the hands of those puppies.
Plus, the chaos in the tube. Therefore, their logistics lines are all intricately intertwined.
In just a while, Lorraine circled dozens of cities that he thought were more important.
Some of these are ports, some are grain depots, and some are commercial centers.
It is impossible to judge which of these dozens of cities are the targets of the Liches.
Leo had finished drawing the little tortoise at this time, and finally drew a circle on the tortoise’s buttocks in a very cool manner, adding a tail like a little white, and then pulled back slightly, admiring his own with great satisfaction. craft.
But then my heart fizzed, and when I looked up, I saw Catherine next to her with frowning eyebrows, staring at herself fiercely-Catherine took advantage of this rare opportunity to let him learn military skills from Lorraine, but it was not for him. Doodling the little tortoise here.
Leo rolled his eyes, then, raised his hand, slapped the table hard, and exclaimed, "Yes, boss-if we go on, we can't even know where the enemy will start."
Immediately seeing Catherine turned his head, he stuck out his tongue in fear and shrank his neck.
Belen looked at it and couldn't help but sighed in secret: No wonder Lord Luo has always praised the little grandpa as a natural politician. Just this wit, he can't compare.
Lorraine looked down at the map, sighed, and said, "There are not a few days left before the action time agreed by the Liches at the end of the month."
Beren thought for a moment, and whispered: "My lord, here is someone who knows Hardu better than all of us. We can listen to the opinions of professionals."
Lorraine was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Belem, and said in surprise: "You mean..."
Belen glanced at Gilimanyaf not far away.
Lorraine nodded suddenly, and said, "Forget this guy."
This Girimanyaf, code-named Grey Fox, was the veteran who followed Hadu when Hadu started, and he was highly regarded by Hadu himself.
According to him, Girimanyaf has been with Hadu for more than 20 years.
Belen whispered: "Besides, he is doing secret work. He should directly listen to Hadu's instructions. He must have some thoughts in his heart."
"You are right" Lorraine nodded and said, "Let him come over."
Girimanyaf stood at the window of the war fort and looked out. He was excited and curious when he boarded this huge war machine for the first time.
In addition to allowing a few people to watch him, Belem did not restrict his freedom too much.
Girimanyaf can even have his own activities in the war fortress, taking a closer look at the entire war fortress from top to bottom.
At first, he was very curious about the young people around him.
If they hadn't already known their identities, no one would have thought that these shameless young men were agents.
The only difference from the guards was that the belt around their waist was not wearing a long sword, but a yellow cowhide cover.
Girimanyaf, with his special keenness as a spy, had already seen the strange weapon inserted in the leather case, an iron pipe on a delicate wooden handle.
This makes him very strange: what is that? You know, these agents are among the elite, and they should be equipped with the most sophisticated weapons, but they only carry an iron pipe.
Could it be said that this thing is more powerful than stainless steel swords?
Girimanyaf relied on his own experience to think that it would not be difficult for him to have a few hairs and not grow young.
But he found helplessly, no matter what he said, these young people ignored him, grinned politely, and shook him with a cold face.
The bored Girimanyaf could only put his spirit on visiting the war fortress.
The more he knew, the more he felt that the Governor of Lorraine was so powerful that he could get back the entire war fortress from the Demon Race. It is definitely not an ordinary character.
He had just come into contact with the Lich, and those guys couldn't kill anyone. Just one, it almost killed him.
But Lorraine was facing thousands of liches. Just thinking about the situation made him feel numb.
Not to mention that Lorraine came out unscathed from the encirclement of the liches, probably his legend of the three tricks of the hard-top undead high priest is true.
Gilimanyaf was even more alarmed. When listening to the chatter of the people next to him, Lorraine and Fengye Danlin started mass production of the war fortress in only half a year.
The of light is on top, that is a fortress of war~!
Instead of a small bench.
The fortress of war represents the highest achievement of the magic civilization and they actually made it out of it. And it's still mass-produced.
Not to mention the power of the magic technology of others, just look at the resources in their hands, and you will know that no matter how many Hadus are tied together, they will not be opponents of others.
Just as his heart was ups and downs and he was thinking about it, Belen came over, patted his shoulder, and said, "How do you feel?"
Girimanyaf shrugged and said, "It's okay, but your subordinates are too clumsy and a little boring."
Belen smiled slightly, and said: "It's not surprising that they are from the Operation Force, not spies.
Girimanyaf took a breath, only to realize that the people watching him turned out to be killers.
Seeing the changing expression on his face, Belen smiled slightly and said, "Our boss calls you over."
"Your boss?" Gilimanyaf was taken aback for a while and then reacted. He hurriedly adjusted his clothes and followed Belen respectfully.
When he got to the front, he bowed to the ground and said: "See the Governor."
Lorraine waved his hand and asked directly, "How many years have you been with Hardu?"
Girimanyaf said without even thinking: "Twenty-seven years and nine months."
Then she shrugged and gave a wry smile.
Lorraine nodded and said, "You said you should know Hadu well."
"Forget it," Girimanyaf sighed and said, "I have directly participated in many projects in the past few years."
Lorraine wondered: "Why would Hardu let you out to perform the task?"
Girimanyaf said flatly: "My lord, your Nian, ordinary people don't dare to come."
Lorraine laughed as he listened, and said, "You guy is quite aware of current affairs. You know what we are going to do. With your knowledge of Hardu, where will he put his primary goal?"
Speaking of Lorraine, he pushed the map in front of Gilimanyaf.
Girimanyaf groaned for a moment, and said, "Hadu is always used to thinking from the opposite direction of ordinary people, and taking one step more than others, so the plans he makes are usually unexpected.
But after getting used to his routine, it is not difficult to grasp the context of his actions. "
"Think from the opposite direction of common sense." Girimanyaf said: "He will not attack those that are obviously very important targets. The heavy guards there will only reveal his intentions.
Then it can have an impact on the peacekeeping force, and it has to be cooperated by spies. "
Giriman Yafu ticked several places on the map with his pen.
"Why are several of them not in Ruman?" Lorraine asked curiously.
"Yes, sir." Girimanyaf bowed and said: "Based on what I know about Hadu, Hadu's preferred target must be outside of Ruman. Only in this way can it cause greater interference to Ruman Empire. "
Lorraine nodded clearly, basically not much different from what he had guessed.
The logistic sources of the peacekeeping forces are very complicated. If a problem occurs outside the Ruman Empire, it cannot even be resolved in the first time as the Ruman Empire.
This is not like being on one's own land, and problems can be remedied immediately.
Lorraine glanced at the map and said, "Which is the closest to us?"
Leo's finger clicked a little and said, "Here, it is here."
"Porelli?" Lorraine looked at the place Leo was pointing to with a strange expression, then sneered, and said, "It just so happens to find an old friend."
"Old friend?" Leo asked, "Who?"
Lorraine chuckled and said, "Do you remember the guy who rushed into the imperial city with us when he first hit Almohad?"
Leo suddenly clapped his hands~EbookFREE.me~ and said: "To Hildo, how do I know the place name Porelli? The guy Hildo is so bad-minded, second only to me and the boss. .
Gilimanyaf glanced at Leo secretly, and he was worthy of being the young man Leo, who founded the foundation of the Flying Eagle Group. He praised everyone for being so unique.
"Let's follow this place." Leo's small fist hit the table heavily and decided.
Seeing Lorraine and the others made up their minds, Catherine stepped up to take a look and asked: "Would you like to take note of the Porelli Kingdom first. Their king is still good to talk."
Lorraine shook his head and said, "No, we need to go through formal diplomatic channels. It will take at least three months for official contacts. At that time, it is estimated that the war is over. Let's enter the village quietly and don't want to shoot."
Catherine's eyes widened suddenly and said: "This is not a smuggling."
Leo rubbed the round minibus and said with a smile: "Smuggling? I like..."
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