Jonas looked at Meg in disbelief. He opened his mouth and closed it again. After a while, he said, "It doesn't sound very reliable."
"There's no reliable way to deal with an immortal existence like Cthulhu. We can only take a gamble," Meg said helplessly.
He had made countless deductions, but they were all overturned by him in the end.
Therefore, he could only try Teacher Sima's thousand-layer cake theory and take a gamble.
"I need you to set up 10 decoy formations on the Gus Mountain Range. Work on them at the same time. Make the decoy formations on the two valleys on the left and right bigger," Meg said.
Jonas couldn't figure out what Meg was thinking, but he was the chief commander, so it wasn't a problem for him to make the decision. He nodded, and said, "Alright. We will start tonight."
"Thank you."
Meg brought Jonas back to the command center, and got Dominic to cooperate fully with Jonas' work.
"Louis, how's the investigation on the peach mountain in the dragon territory?" Meg asked Louis, who was about to leave, as he stopped him.
Louis looked at Meg, and said, "Jinx reported that the peach mountain is about 500 kilometers northwest of Golden Dragon Island. It should be big enough to support this war. The orcs and elves' logging teams have already arrived. If the other races still need it, they will have to do it themselves."
"Alright." Meg nodded. This was a good idea.
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Previously, he and Dominic had also talked about the peach wood problem. The Roth Empire had received a large amount of peach wood from their territory, but there was still a shortage.
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Ding! Ding! Screech …
The sound of hammers hammering on steel, and red-hot iron pieces being quenched in water, could be heard in the huge forging workshop.
Thousands of blacksmiths from various races were forging cannons in full swing.
Lu Lu, who was like a little cow, swung the giant hammer in her hand tirelessly, and hammered the iron pieces on the forging table.
Meanwhile, Mobai, who was standing at the side, was staring at a newly formed cannon on the forging table next door.
"This is good stuff. You can make it in two more days." The blacksmith next door noticed Mobai's expression and patted the cannon with a smile.
"It is indeed good stuff." Mobai nodded and swallowed his saliva.
He was most familiar with this thing.
After Lu Lu took over, he took over most of the forging work in the shop. He spent almost every day researching how to forge better cannons.
However, they did not expect that as soon as they entered the Munitions Factory, the first task they received was to forge cannons.
Looking at the mighty black cannon, Mobai was a little dazed.
"Was this developed by the City Lord's Mansion?" Mobai probed.
"It's said to be a blueprint provided by a mysterious person. Don't be fooled by its black, thick, and inflexible appearance. It's said that its power is astonishing. One shot can hit over ten miles away and destroy a house." The blacksmith smiled and said, "We need to make a few more cannons. All of them will be used to fight the Undead at the front lines."
"Mysterious man," Mobai said thoughtfully.
Only Mr. Mak could give the City Lord's Mansion a piece of paper when the war was approaching.
Mr. Mak had not discussed cannons with him recently. He did not expect him to come up with a perfect plan and increase the range of the cannon to more than ten miles. This was far beyond the cannons he had developed.
Mr. Mak is indeed a genius. Mobai sighed in his heart. He did not resent Meg for hiding the piece of paper from him.
He only took it out in such an urgent situation, and even gave it to the City Lord's Mansion for free to fight against the devils and the Undead Army.
He had already guessed Meg's thoughts. If the Undead Army had not invaded, he would not have taken out the cannon at all.
Such a powerful weapon that could be controlled by ordinary people could become a disaster if it fell into the hands of someone with bad intentions.
The Munitions Factory in Chaos City had expanded several times. As more and more blacksmiths volunteered to join, the Munitions Factory's output increased significantly. There were already hundreds of cannons displayed in the warehouse.
The cannonballs packed in wooden boxes also filled up an entire warehouse.
"When can these cannons be sent to the front line?" Michael asked the person in charge of the Munitions Factory when he came out of the warehouse.
"City Lord, the cannons are here. They can be sent away anytime." The person in charge shook his head at Michael, and said, "But a cannon weighs more than 10 tons. There are very few flying mounts in Chaos City that can bear such a weight. It takes two days to go to the front line and back, and only one cannon can be sent away at a time."
Michael frowned. "What if we go by land?"
"If we go by land, we will need a batch of custom-made wagons. However, I'm afraid the road to the Roth Empire will not be able to support carriages of such weight. More importantly, if we go by land, we will need at least 10 days to reach the front line in the ice field under the best circumstances, "the person in charge said.
Michael frowned. He pondered for a while, and said, "Seems like we have to ask the dragons for help. The war will be over in 10 days."
Chaos City's vanguard had already set off north, and the rest of the troops were also on their way.
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"Young Mistress, the first batch of 3,000 cotton-padded jackets has been received. Although the craftsmanship is a little uneven, they are still pretty good. They can keep warm and keep warm." Mars strode into the office quickly, and excitedly told Gloria, who was writing a letter at her desk.
"So fast?!" Gloria looked up with surprise.
"Yes. Everyone is very enthusiastic, and they are all asking for more cotton cloth to continue making cotton-padded jackets." Mars nodded.
Gloria stood up excitedly and paced around the office. She nodded, and said, "They are going all out to supply cotton cloth. Their efficiency is not lower than our factory's at all."
"It's not just not lower. There should be more cotton-padded jackets completed tonight. You have no idea how many people in the city are making cotton-padded jackets now. This is the first time I've seen families of all ages making cotton-padded jackets." Mars sighed with emotion.
The final battle was imminent, and the soldiers needed winter clothes.
After the city lord's castle's request was issued, everyone, from the commoners to the wealthy merchants, responded to the call to collect cotton cloth to make winter clothes for the soldiers.
Everyone wanted to contribute to this war.
There were also many people who directly donated cotton-padded jackets for their own use to the warriors on the front line.
"That's great." Gloria nodded. She was even more impressed with Mr. Hill now.
If it weren't for his suggestion, she would still be worrying about how to prepare enough cotton-padded jackets for the soldiers.
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"Sigh. Why did the world change so quickly?" Harrison sat on a bench outside the ice cream shop with Gjerj, who was also holding an ice cream, and heaved a long sigh as he licked his ice cream.
"That's right. The world has changed so quickly." Gjerj nodded with a worried expression.
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