After handing the skeletons over to Sean, Meg and Irina returned to the restaurant.
Meg went upstairs to take a look at the two children. In the room that was still lit up, Amy was lying on the bed with Ugly Duckling in her arms, and Anne was asleep at the desk with a paintbrush in her hand.
"This child …" Meg took away the paintbrush from Anne's hand carefully, and then carried her to the bed and covered her with the blanket.
If they were on Earth, Anne would definitely be a straight-A student, a typical child from another family.
Meg stood by the bed and watched the two children in a daze for a while. He tucked Amy in the corner of the blanket that was kicked away, turned off the lights, and left the room softly.
"When do you plan to leave?" Irina asked as she stood outside the door and watched Meg close the door softly.
"Tomorrow," Meg said with certainty.
"Where are the children?"
"I plan to ask Mia and Xixi to take care of them for a few days."
Irina nodded with a smile, and said, "Want a drink?"
"Sure. I'll take a shower and go make two dishes." Meg nodded.
Simple dishes with the best wine. That night, Meg worked very hard for a second child.
…
The news from Chaos City reached all the races very quickly.
Rodu, the royal palace.
Andre and the officials who were summoned to the royal palace were all shocked when they saw the image on the photostone.
"Your Majesty, according to the report from our spies, our crossbows can only cause damage to 3rd-tier skeletons, but it's very difficult to kill the skeletons. I didn't expect that after changing the mahogany arrowheads and cinnabar, the lethality would multiply," a military official said agitatedly.
The spies that were sent to the icy plains of the Extreme North had come into contact with the skeleton army a few times. According to the information that was sent back, the Roth Empire's army would be completely at a disadvantage if they were to go head-to-head with the undead army's leader with their current equipment.
The ministers could not hide their joy. They did not expect that when everyone was at a loss, Alex would provide such crucial information.
Andre ordered in a deep voice, "Peach wood and cinnabar are the most important strategic resources. Immediately draft an urgent decree and send it to the entire country, requesting all regions to cut down all peach wood and transport it to the nearest arsenal to make peach wood arrowheads to replace the original crossbow arrowheads.
Seize all the cinnabar stones in the market and in the stores of various places. If anyone disobeys or hides them, punish them according to the crime of treason. They will also be transported to the munitions factory along with the peach wood swords to the frontlines!
Also, collect all the glutinous rice in the empire by exchanging one rice for one glutinous rice. Those who keep it will be punished for treason! "
"Yes!"
A civil official bowed in acknowledgement and immediately drafted an urgent decree. After presenting it to Andre for confirmation and stamping, it was immediately sent to the various provinces.
That night, the guards of Rodu began to cut down the peach trees one by one, starting from the southern part of the city.
Regardless of whether they were commoners or nobles, they would read the king's decree directly. If there was any resistance, they would be arrested and imprisoned for treason.
When the news spread in the morning, all the households that had peach trees took the initiative to cut them down and place them at the door, waiting for the guards to come and take them away.
The guards also directly entered the orchards outside the city. The farm owner had a bitter expression, but he could only ask the farmers to help him cut down the peach trees.
In a day's time, the peach wood collected was piled up into a mountain in the arsenal in the north of the city.
The task of exchanging for glutinous rice was distributed to the grassroots officials. The granaries of various places were opened, and the glutinous rice exchanged for was all transported to the north.
Under the heavy punishment, no one dared to hide it.
…
In the Twilight Forest.
Connie and the various chiefs finished watching the images on the image-recording stone.
"Do we have peach trees in the Twilight Forest?" Connie asked the orcs.
The orcs also had a considerable number of archers. If they could equip peach wood arrowheads, their lethality would definitely be increased effectively.
The chiefs all shook their heads, indicating that they didn't have any peach trees in their tribes.
Connie pondered for a while, and said, "Send five thousand orcs who are good at logging to the dragon territory immediately. Since we don't have any peach trees in the Twilight Forest, we will be responsible for cutting down trees and obtaining a portion of the peach wood. Send another thousand orcs to Vic Mountain to bring back the cinnabar stones we need. "
"Great chief, the number of peach trees in the dragon territory has not been calculated yet, and we have not been invited to cut down trees. Would it be a bad idea to go now?" one of the chiefs asked hesitantly.
The other chiefs all nodded in agreement, thinking that this decision was too hasty.
However, Connie shook her head, and said, "Don't forget that Jinx is a golden dragon. For a dragon to use 'many' to describe a peach mountain, it must be a forest. As for the dragon's invitation, I will discuss it with the commander and the dragon tribe. "
Her expression became serious, and she said, "We have to ensure that the orc warriors can use the weapons we made before the battle, and not wait for others to give us the rest of the weapons.
With such a short preparation time, no one can take care of a million-strong army. We don't have to ask for help. We have to rely on ourselves. "
"Yes!" The chiefs all agreed solemnly, and each went out to make arrangements.
That night, thousands of flying mounts took off from The Wind Forest, and flew in the direction of Dragon Island and Vic Mountain.
…
The Wind Forest, Star Cave Abode.
"We don't have enough peach wood in the forest. Send two thousand wood-cutting elves and three thousand elves who are in charge of making crossbows to the Dragon Island's peach blossom forest. Cut down trees on the spot, make bows, and transport them back to the forest.
Send another thousand elves south to Vic Mountain, and transport the cinnabar stones we need back, "Helena ordered.
"Yes!" Some elves left to carry out the order.
Soon, teams of elves set off from The Wind Forest, and headed to two destinations.
…
In the Boundless Sea Realm, the isolated Peach Blossom Island, which almost no one visited on a normal day, was visited by the 10 demon tribes at the same time tonight.
Large ships docked at the shore, and the various tribes looked at each other, but no one made a move.
Dracula flapped his wings slowly, and floated in mid-air with a smile. "In our Boundless Sea Realm, this island has the most peach trees. Camilla has already promised Alex that we, the demons, will have to supply our own peach trees. Hence, this patch of peach trees belongs to every participating demon. Don't think about it, and distribute it according to the number of participating demons."
The powerhouses of the various tribes agreed to Dracula's plan after pondering for a while.
…
Overnight, all the tribes of the Norland Continent responded to the call, and tried their best to increase their combat power and self-defense ability before the war started.
The miraculous effects of the peach wood and cinnabar greatly increased the allied army's morale.
At the same time, it also allowed the various tribes to have a rough estimate of the undead army's strength. They were more confident, and were less fearful.
…
The next morning, Meg woke up energetically, and made a scrumptious breakfast.
"Amy, Anne, Father wants to discuss something with the two of you," Meg said with a smile as he looked at the two of them eating breakfast.
(End of Chapter)
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