"No matter who our enemy is, our army must follow the basic planning of melee, long-range, and auxiliary units. Only when conditions permit can special units be developed such as assault, guerrilla warfare, and assault. According to the needs of the battlefield, it can be divided into land and air combat units. If we face the ocean, we need to develop deep-sea units. " Mitinas said in his unchanging tone, "But in the current situation, we only need to produce land combat units first. Both melee and long-range firepower are fine. But even so, there are still many low-level combat units that meet the requirements … "
As Mitinas spoke, some information naturally appeared in Allen's mind. He knew that it was the information that Mitinas had fed back into his mind. Since the Abyssal Flames could communicate with him telepathically, they could naturally feed back information to him telepathically.
In the information provided by Mitinas, there were indeed quite a few low-level soldiers. Among them, Allen saw the Fire Horned Demon, Fire Boy, and other soldiers he was familiar with. Of course, they were called other names in Mitinas' battle order. That was the real name of these combat units.
"Fire Horned Demon …" Mitinas shared Allen's mind. Unless Allen had the intention to hide it, Mitinas could read Allen's current thoughts. He said, "The name Your Highness gave them is quite appropriate. The Fire Horned Demon is a low-level unit that can be considered to have extraordinary combat strength. I personally think that mass-producing the Fire Horned Demon at this stage is a good idea. "
Allen wasn't in a hurry to make a decision. When he focused his mind on this unit, the information about the Fire Horned Demon appeared in Allen's mind like a stone that surfaced on the surface of the water.
This kind of ground combat unit had good stamina and physical strength. They were competent for most of the needs of conventional combat. The strong and powerful forelimbs of the Fire Horned Demon gave their attacks an unparalleled impact. Although they didn't have any special attack skills, if they were mass-produced, a large number of Fire Horned Demons would cause a lot of trouble for the enemy.
"Apart from the Fire Horned Demon, I personally think that with this kind of combat unit, we should be able to handle the next battle." As Mitinas spoke, he sent detailed information about the combat unit he mentioned into Allen's mind through telepathy.
Thus, the image and information of another type of combat unit appeared in Allen's mind.
Battery. Mitinas abandoned the original long tongue-twisting name of this combat unit and named it in simpler and more vivid words. This combat unit did indeed look like a cannon, but it was a cannon with two legs. They can move slowly, and in designated artillery positions, they can stay there for a long time and convert the Origin Energy in their bodies into fireballs for long-range bombardment. Excellent firepower support was their strength, but their weakness was equally obvious. The cannons moved slowly and did not have any close combat methods. Once the enemy attacked the cannons, they would be able to harvest these combat units.
But in general, the advantages of the turrets still outweighed the disadvantages.
"Let's pick them." Allen finally said, "Let's produce Fire Horned Demons and turrets first. How many can we produce in a day?"
"We currently have five lava wells," Mitinus said unhurriedly. "Each well can produce four Firehorned Demons and two turrets a day. I plan to distribute it in a ratio of four to one, which means that you will get sixteen Fire Horned Demons and two turrets today. However … "
"I will have the builders continue to build the lava wells. According to the current speed, you can build five lava wells a day, so your army will increase day by day." Mitinas' crystal eyes swept into the depths of the mine. "I have probably finished exploring this vein. In order to ensure a balance between the output of combat units and the supply of energy, the optimal number of lava wells is 150. Once this number is reached, Your Highness, you will be able to get six hundred Fire Horned Demons and three hundred turrets to fight for you in a day. "
"Of course, a large number of low-level soldiers can only play a limited role on a high-level battlefield. Therefore, we need to continuously develop energy sources, build a lava river that can produce mid-level soldiers, and even a volcano of doom that can produce high-level soldiers. Apart from that, I also need to prepare to build the Blazing Flame Gate so that I can summon a new king to fight for you when needed. " Mitinas spread out his hands and said, "There are so many things to do, but we can do it step by step. Start with a low-level legion. In time, this burning army will dominate this planet and bring flames to every corner of the universe. "
"At that time, the entire universe will submit to your dazzling flames!"
Mitinas's tone became louder and louder, and his body burst out with dazzling flames from under the rock coat, illuminating the entire mine as bright as day. A few seconds later, the flames dimmed. Mitinas bowed and said, "Sorry, I was too excited."
"It doesn\'t matter. I\'m as excited as you are, and I\'m looking forward to that day as well." What Allen didn\'t say was that his expectations were slightly different from Mitinas\'s. He also wanted to obtain the power to rule the entire universe, but not to dominate it. It was more to be able to settle old scores with some people, as well as the right to breathe freely under any blue sky.
At that time, I\'ll be able to see you again. Wait for me, Lucy.
"Then I\'ll leave this place to you, Mitinas. I will have the workers in the town resume operations in the mine. You don\'t have to worry about the energy supply for the time being. "
After a simple explanation, Allen left the mine and returned to the town. On this day, the townspeople were informed that the mine had resumed operations. Most of the residents of Green Light Town worked in the mine for a living. Only a small number of people with decent combat strength would wander in the snowy plains around the town to capture all kinds of mutant beasts in the Lost Realm. Apart from selling these mutant beasts to some merchants in the town, they could also be brought back to the wilderness to be sold. It was just that the former was easier to get cash, while the latter would take a longer time to get money, but the profits would be greater. How to choose or not to choose would depend on the individual's needs.
When he returned to Lim\'s hotel, Lola had already woken up and was eating with Bai. Allen had been in this town for more than 24 hours. Only then did he realize that the Lost Realm was almost eternal night. The so-called daytime of the townspeople was just a little brighter, but in fact, there was not much difference. The only thing that distinguished day from night was the black and white hourglasses in the town. When the white end of the hourglass was above, it was daytime. Otherwise, it was night.
Hourglasses like this could be seen almost everywhere. When Allen returned, he saw that the white end of the hourglass was facing up. Since it was daytime, this meal could also be considered breakfast. However, the breakfast in Lim\'s shop was far from what it used to be. At least in the past, Allen\'s breakfast would never have roasted grasshoppers. Although Liam had repeatedly stressed how nutritious the breakfast was, Allen still had a hard time swallowing when he looked at the charcoal-like bugs.
In the end, he switched to the purple paste under Lim\'s gaze. At least it tasted and tasted good.
After eating, Nick walked in. The Baltic had clearly changed his clothes and looked much more energetic than yesterday. When he saw Allen, he bowed exaggeratedly and said, "Good morning, my lord."
Allen was slightly surprised. Nick said, "This is human etiquette. I\'ve heard of it before, but I didn\'t expect it to come in handy today."
Allen pulled over a chair and patted it for him to sit down. Nick looked flattered, and after moving his butt to the chair, he shouted towards the kitchen, "Liam, hurry up and get your Uncle Nick some food!"
A moment later, terrifying footsteps came from the kitchen. Lim walked over angrily with a plate, but sneered. "Uncle Nick? Hey, how scary. I wonder how long you can be an uncle? "
With that, she threw the plate on the table and said, "You\'re lucky, roasted grasshopper."
Nick whistled and ate it with relish. Looking at the worm juice splattering from his mouth, Lola showed a disgusted expression and said, "I\'m going out for a walk." Then she pulled White and ran. Allen waited until half of the roasted worms on Nick\'s plate were gone before he asked, "How long does it take to get from the wastelands to Green Light Town?"
"That depends on where we set off from, my lord." Nick put a new worm into his mouth and said, "If it\'s Blood Eye, Blood Eye is on the blue ice plains. Lord Azes has assembled an army and set off. If everything goes well, it will only take ten days to reach Green Light Town. If we\'re unlucky enough to run into a blizzard, it will take a few more days. It\'s not easy to walk in the Lost Realm, unless you\'re an expert at the level of Blood Eye. Otherwise, it\'ll take a lot of effort. This is a terrible place. Those who go hunting outside the town sometimes get lost if they\'re unlucky and go too far from the road mark. In the end, they die in some corner or become food for mutant beasts. "
Allen had already seen the force field that interfered with perception on the snowy plains and knew that Nick was not lying. However, his knowledge of the wastelands was almost zero, so he could only ask Nick some questions to deduce a general idea.
In the next few days, Green Light Town was relatively peaceful. On the mine, Allen\'s army also increased day by day. On the fifth night, Allen and Hubble were drinking in the lobby of the hotel when the door suddenly burst open and cold wind poured in. A few guests sitting by the door looked at the door in dissatisfaction. The Barbarians were not friendly, they were the type who would start a war if there was a disagreement.
If it wasn\'t for Allen killing Iron Hand and the guards of the mine, he would have completely shocked the Barbarians in this town. Otherwise, he would not be able to sit quietly in the corner and drink. And now, it was obvious that the figure outside the door was a stranger to the people of the town. Towards strangers, no Barbarian knew the word\ 'polite\'.
It was a figure wrapped in a winter coat. The other party casually threw a few mutant beasts that looked like hunting dogs onto the floor. Then, a hoarse voice came from the fur hat that almost covered his entire face, "I heard that they accept these things here?"
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