Chapter 420: Magic and plants
"These dwarves are really good workers by nature. They are willing to work, and they are really good at working." Dessell passed the report in his hand to Deans, who was aside, and praised: "They produce All of the parts passed the inspection without any problems."
Receiving the report from Dessell, Dians carefully looked at the industrial production summary of Ironforge last month, and was really shocked by some of the figures above.
Compared with some second-tier industrial cities, the city where the dwarves are stationed is not inferior, and even slightly beyond in some respects.
A Bellevue that had been completely destroyed, had gained a new life after becoming Ironforge.
"They overfulfilled the production task, and also took the time to build a small maintenance factory that can repair the aircraft?"
"Yes, these dwarves researched it out by themselves. The aircraft maintenance factory can repair small aircraft such as p-51 fighter jets. It seems to be fully functional." Desaier still knows about this matter and smiles. Deans talked about the ins and outs of this matter.
It turned out that as the aid continued to deepen, many P-51 modified civilian pesticide aircraft were responsible for farming in the Dwarf area. After these aircraft were damaged, they had to return to a place far away from Ironforge for maintenance, which was very inconvenient.
So the dwarf set up a maintenance factory to facilitate the maintenance of these piston airplanes that were converted into civilian use.
What's interesting is that the aircraft factory they built turned out to be an aircraft that they dismantled and built by themselves.
This is definitely a rare learning experience for dwarves. Apart from the aircraft engine, they almost fully understand the structure and principle of an aircraft, which can be said to be very powerful.
"I heard that Ironforge is being ordered to form an army?" After listening to Desaier's explanation, Dianes obviously had no interest in the progress of dwarves' industrial technology, and asked about another item that has caused a stir recently. Things.
While building their homes, the dwarves plan to make more contributions to their new homeland.
As things went on, whether they were spontaneous or organized, they began to sign up to join the army, hoping to help Alan Hill expand its advantage on the battlefield.
These dwarves are natural workers, and they are also natural warriors. Although they are limited in their magic skills, they are powerful and they are all very powerful warriors.
Under normal circumstances, a square formation of dwarf warriors is more than enough to defeat people dozens of times as much as their traditional human infantry.
Regrettably, now Ailan Hill has started a modern warfare model that relies on long-range firepower, and does not need these powerful melee infantry.
However, the high patriotic enthusiasm of the dwarf race also had to make the high-levels of Ailan Hill pay attention to their worry that not allowing dwarf soldiers to join the army would affect the process of this race's integration into human society.
After all, before mortals and magicians, it was not actually a matter of crossing races. Everyone was human, but there was a slight difference in physique.
And now, Ailan Hill has truly become a great empire across races. It includes two races of dwarves and humans, and maybe there will be elves and dragons, and even orcs...
"There is no way, what your majesty meant is to let the dwarves be enlisted in accordance with the standards of human enlistment, and then train together according to the recruits..." Desaiel stretched out and said with a yawn.
Just as Diens was not interested in economic matters, Dessel also found the management of the internal affairs department to be boring.
In his opinion, this kind of thing is the kind of thing that has to be done, but does no good. In business, this kind of thing often means not making money...
"Ironforge Grand Duke Sumorai meant that he didn't want to treat him differently. He hoped that his race could be treated the same as human beings." Desaier finished yawning, retracted his stretched arms, and continued.
"The problem is that the military has its own considerations. Wagron has no objection to His Majesty’s decision. However, most of the generals in other departments still hope to organize the dwarves into a unit and train them separately. , Command alone..." Deans said depressedly.
"They are convenient, but there are a lot of problems on the civil affairs side." He rubbed his sore temples, feeling that the problem he was facing was really a headache.
"This kind of thing, it's most convenient to leave it to Your Majesty to handle it." Desaier smiled and reminded Diens: "Sometimes, you have three meetings with Waglon and Castner to discuss. Not as effective as your Majesty’s words."
"I also know it's convenient to do this, but your Majesty hasn't had time recently." Deans gave a wry smile, shook his head and said.
His Majesty, the emperor of Ailan Hill, is currently studying botany with magicians sent by the elves, looking unwilling to intervene in state affairs.
As an imperial emperor, it is obvious that he is not doing his job properly, but before Chris has been dealing with imperial affairs day and night, and occasionally indulged once. As a courtier, the elites were too embarrassed to persuade him.
Just as the two people were discussing this matter, Chris was standing in a sealed laboratory, watching the elves use magic to spawn the new breed of Ailan Hill.
After a long singing process, the crops in front of the elves are really gratifying. In three days, they basically reached the state of seven days in the experimental field.
After experimentation, the production of plants blessed by the elves will indeed speed up, and it will be more than twice as fast.
A beautiful elven girl sang softly, her long silver-white hair shining softly against the backdrop of the magic circle. The girl's figure is uneven, and it can indeed be called a beautiful scenery in nature.
If the elves can grow plants so efficiently in outer space, the problem of oxygen or air, and even the problem of food, seems to be easy to solve.
"The yield of this plant will be very high. When I release spells on this plant, I can feel its difference." Looking at the fine leaves that have spread out in front of them, the wizard girl magician of the elven race releases magic. Opened his mouth and said.
This girl is just an ordinary wizard of the Elf race (presumably her Majesty’s go to face the wall!), she retracted her hands after releasing the magic, stood aside with her head down, and stopped making a sound.
Falai, the elven envoy standing next to Chris, further added: "I don’t know what your sire is for us elves to spawn such food crops, but I always feel that there is a kind of The taste of overkill."
Chris smiled and waved his hand, and explained: "This is actually a very important study... It is much more important than what other elves do."
He was referring to the troublesome work outside the city, restoring the great splendor of Serris, the capital of the Aranhill Empire.
The elves dispatched about 300 magicians to help restore the original ecosystem in the Serris area of Alan Hill.
In order to support the development of industrial civilization, all the trees near Seris were cut down by loggers in Ailan Hill.
The former lush Serris Territory, but now the bare land is either farmland or factory. The old logging areas on the hillside with only tree stumps are accepting the simple fact that the air quality is declining.
With the help of these elves, the greening of Seris has become more and more satisfying recently.
In the past, those heavily polluting companies were forcibly relocated to other places in Ailan Hill. Coupled with improved greening, it will soon return to its previous appearance.
Faley, who is unclear, is still a little strange to Chris' true intentions. He just nodded and said to Chris: "I can use my own efforts in exchange for some resources to live and work. In fact, we are also very fulfilling."
After it was determined that Ailan Hill would not provide free assistance to the Elves, the Elves could only accept the reality and began to seek ways to eliminate the barriers between humans and exchange for human supplies.
Right now, this kind of cooperation is just the beginning, and various subsequent cooperation parties are also discussing. Chris's idea of using these advanced farmers can be said to be basically realized.
"You can think so, I very much agree." Chris praised: "I hope our cooperation can last for a long time."
"Your Majesty, the Queen asked me to pay attention to the state of the war against the demons, and I am personally very curious about it." Falai looked at the plants that had become more and more verdant under the blessing of the magic of the elves, and asked about the battle on the front line.
Chris didn't mean to hide, and confidently replied: "In all directions, we have gained advantages. Moreover, I think that soon the advantages will become a victory."
In fact, Chris does not need to be unconfident if it were not for the arrival of the Elves and Dwarves, now he is ready to dispatch Sky One to teach the Puppet Empire to be a man on the frontal battlefield.
Because of the war secrets, Chris did not tell the elven envoy, where is Ailan Hill's main attack direction. He just took out the previous victories that Ailan Hill had achieved on various fronts, to briefly explain the state of Ailan Hill's victory.
"And, in a few days, I'm going to the front line and personally end up with the puppet empire... Mr. Farley, if you want, you can go with me." At this point, Chris looked at those placed All kinds of plants in the container went.
Perhaps, for Chris, the magical plants in front of him are more important than the war against the puppet empire——
I owe you two more changes, and Long Ling hasn't forgotten it.
