Chapter 320
At noon, the big train was ready to leave for the fourth time, and this time it was the last small group of soldiers who were going to the source stone canyon.
And Robb, Madeleine, Lillian, Sofa, and the others, even Noren Baron, Conte, Marianne, the daughter of the Chancellor of the House, the Elf Elder, and a whole bunch of messed up aristocratic children, source stone The mayor of the canyon, Jonny Uncle, joined the queue.
The ten carriages were originally used to transport rails, sleepers, and various construction equipment. Last night, they transported the soldiers of the Black Soil Knight Regiment three times in a row, and the inside was already dirty and smelly. However, the servants of the nobles were dispatched together, and various Water Element magic, purification techniques, etc. were thrown around, and the carriage became clean again.
The servants added red carpets, tables, chairs, benches, silver plates and water glasses in the carriages. All of a sudden, these ten carriages became high-end, elegant, and dirty. The ugly truck has become a beautiful train.
Robb, in the name of “sloth”, left Godfather in Westwind Town and did not board the train.
Robert Smith, however, took Madeleine, Sofa, and Lillian on the train and sat in the VIP compartment. He knew that if Lillian followed him, it would be easy to get through, so he specially asked Lillian and Lillian to get along with him. The mayor of source stone, Jonny Uncle and the three sat at a table.
As soon as the car drove out of Westwind Town, Lillian looked out the window and shed tears: “Ah, finally going home! Last summer, I followed Propo’s motorcade from source stone canyon to Westwind Town, these are the scenery I saw along the way. I was thinking, I will live in the new owner’s house for the rest of my life, and I will never be able to return to the source stone canyon, didn’t expect… Now I actually see these passing by Once the scenery is going backwards, I’m going home, I’m going home!”
Robb felt a little distressed when he saw this scene, but it’s really inconvenient for him to comfort Lillian in his current status.
Fortunately, Jonny Uncle next to him didn’t give it for free, he smiled and said to Lillian: “Lillian, you don’t have to be sad, if you didn’t leave the source stone canyon, how could you follow Godfather? What about such a good owner? How happy are you in your life now! There is no need to look back on the past, just look forward! Go forward! You will be very happy in the future.”
The Hedgehog in Silence
In the past few days, I can’t post book reviews, and I can’t post between posts
The entire website is silent
The authors feel like they are watching a stand-alone computer, and the readers feel like they are walking in the dark There are many authors who have stopped updating, and many readers who have stopped chasing books. Little Yi came to talk to me yesterday and said that she didn’t want to read the book anymore because there were no more posts , I don’t want to write a book anymore?
A writer without readers, as if there is only one person in the desert of Nuoda, feels really bad.
However, it’s time to eat!
As a professional author, I can’t be self-willed.
The author must be a creature who can endure loneliness, because writing is a lonely road.
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Chapter 447 Friendship is a good thing
Lillian’s face was smiling, it was really real, A happy smile, but there is a trace of regret in this smile. No one else can understand what she regrets, only she can understand.
The train was banging on the soft road…
Madeline looked at the receding scene outside the window, and her thoughts were also up and down. This car is really awesome! Far beyond her understanding, how could she not be shocked when her five thousand soldiers and thousands of war horses were sent to a place 150 miles away in one night?
Although this thing is not as easy to use as a strategic-level Transmission Gate, how can a strategic-level Transmission Gate be so easy to get? It takes a big magician to open it with all the magic power, and according to the magic power of the magician, the number of people that the Transmission Gate can carry is limited.
Only by using a large number of magicians and drawing a large teleportation magic array, can a large force such as 5,000 people be transported. Now, Westwind Town can do it with a big iron car…
She couldn’t help but admire: “Robert, your Godfather in Westwind Town is really amazing, you don’t ride this big iron car yourself. I didn’t even know it was so good.”
“Is it good?” Robb spread his hands and said, “The spicy chicken car can only be dragged by ten carriages, and each hour only If I can run 50 miles, it takes three hours for trifling 150 miles to run. I get angry when I see it. According to me, 150 miles is 75 kilometers. For a really good high-speed train, 40 minutes is enough.”
“Running 150 miles in 40 minutes?” Madeleine said: “Impossible! How could it be possible, magic is not so strong.”
Robb said with a smile: “What is magic after all? What is cast by man relies on man’s magic, that is, manpower. Manpower is sometimes poor, but the power of technology is infinite. One day, what magic can do, technology can do.”
Robb is really not blowing, four elements magic, technology is as easy as blowing off dust, and the more difficult thing is Arcane magic, what instant, teleportation, teleportation, but, these Technology will also be broken by science sooner or later. For example, it can be done with magnetic field technology. In the animation, boson jumping, plasma jumping and other messy teleportation technologies have been envisaged for a long time. These things will one day be realized and replace Arcane.
Of course, there is no need to replace it completely!
Since there is magic in this world, Robb has to respect magic too, and consider combining magic with technology to make something greater than pure technology and pure magic.
At this time, the train had been running for a while.
The nobles who took the train for a walk for the first time also cooled down from the initial excitement, no longer clicking one’s tongue in wonder at the train, and began to focus more on watching the scenery, enjoy life.
The servants who came with the nobles immediately brought tea and snacks to the Master. These nobles were very well prepared and brought everything delicious. The little ones placed by the window. on the table, and then bragging in a leisurely manner while watching the scenery slide back by the window.
“This car is very stable.” Noren Baron held a glass of Fat House Happy Water in his hand, took a sip with a very elegant posture, said with a slight smile: “I don’t know how much more stable than sitting on the carriage. Times, I dare not drink water like this on the carriage.”
A few nobles next to nodded: “That’s true! Drink water on the carriage, be careful when the car bumps, and take all the tea on yourself. face.”
“It’s many times more comfortable than riding a horse and taking a carriage.” Noren Baron said: “If I can go out on such a train in the future, I will I’d be happy to travel around.”
The nobles next to him nodded in agreement.
Even the elf Elder couldn’t help but said: “By building this railway between the two elf villages, wouldn’t our elf family be able to communicate easily? Some of them moved to the White Birch Forest. My old friend, I haven’t seen him for 800 years, I really want to take a ride like this to see them.”
Everyone couldn’t help but complain together: “It’s been 800 years, you still remember him do they look like?”
“I can’t remember.” Elf Elder said: “Besides, what’s the use of remembering? It must be old anyway, and looks must have changed a lot, I don’t need to remember them. Appearance, just remember the stories we experienced together. When I was sad, you gave me happiness. When I hesitated, you gave me faith. When I was lonely, you gave me warmth… ah… What kind of friendship The beauty of this…”
“Good poetry, good poetry!”
The nobles applauded together, and after the applause, Robb asked next to him: “What exactly did you experience together when you were young? The story? Tell me and listen to it! I have wine, so you can tell the story.”
Elder Elder thought for a while, and then spread his hands: “The story of eight hundred years ago, only ghosts remember.”
Everyone: “You just want to write poetry, forcibly saying that you have friendship, right? Simply forgot!”
Elder Elder blew his beard: “Hey? My ears are not good, what are you talking about?”
Everyone: “…”
I don’t know if I’m old, but my face is really thick enough, more than nine hundred Years old, too terrifying.
Of course, little episodes can’t change the high spirits of everyone. Along the way, the Elf Elder kept writing poems, reciting the scenery on both sides of the railway into poems. The nobles always liked arty style. On the contrary, he threw the thick brains of the Elf Elder to the outside of Jiuxiaoyun, and truly admired his literary accomplishment.
Madeleine looked at the scene of people chatting in a frenzy in a large carriage, and thought to herself: This train is not only smoother than the carriage, but also has more people in the car, so you can chat together, but it is better than the carriage Much more lively there.
“Look outside!”
Conte suddenly shouted: “There are wolf cavalrymen running with our train outside.”
Everyone walked towards Looking out of the car window in the northeast direction of the train, sure enough, in the forest along the railway line, a group of wolf cavalry was running wildly, and the wolf cavalry were all ferocious elite-level orcs. Obviously, this group of wolf cavalry is eyeing the train again, and it looks like they want to come up and rob.
However, the wolf cavalry only seemed to be able to keep up with the train at first, and after chasing desperately for a while, they were left far behind.
Robb saw these wolves riding and chasing the train, but he remembered a few old American Westerns he watched when he was a child. At that time, the Indians were the same, chasing the train, trying to snatch the things on it, However, they either couldn’t catch up, or they caught up and collapsed with a “peng” from the train.
tsk tsk, the western development is the history of blood and tears of the Indians!
The development of Westwind Town is also the history of blood and tears of monsters.
Chapter 448 The God of Flag