Hege misses Su Hao very much and misses Xinyan.

It wants to leave the world.

Wang Qinian stopped Heg and told it that if the galaxy itself lacks the original Red Dragon Planet, it will cause a series of unexpected disasters. Even if Heg really wants to leave, it can only slowly leave its current orbit, so that the influence between energy traction and the planet will be minimized.

Hege felt like a child stuffed into an electric swivel chair, and could only stare and keep turning.

Fortunately, Hegel can control this power himself.

As Wang Qinian said, slowly shift the track and leave in millimeters. The time will take a long time, but you can see the dawn of leaving.

The construction speed of Kunming Castle is faster than imagined. Large-scale construction machinery transported from the main world in the third stage is very important. They exert huge power that the indigenous people in the space field cannot imagine. In particular, various building materials, including special cement, have exceeded the understanding of the villagers of Molosch. They originally thought that the castle was made of stone, but what they saw was not the case. Those mysterious strangers manipulated mechanical monsters and built the building structure in just a few days. The castle was extremely strong, and even a heavy siege hammer could not be defeated.

The preliminary construction of the zircon mine has been completed, and the road connected to Kunming Castle is being laid with solidified substances. This is something like asphalt, with stronger bonding ability and will not soften even in high temperatures. The only disadvantage is that this substance must be transported from the third stage main world through a space converter. Here, at least for now, Su Hao has not found a substitute that can match it or similar.

The best advantage of open-pit veins is that they are easy to collect. In fact, this is the case. This is the first time that Kenson and others entered the space field. When they saw red zircons in the valley, Cookmock was stunned. Riley was a little better, but he was so excited that he shivered all over, and even his words were difficult to control.

"We, we are really rich."

Mercenaries are ordinary people, and they have no ambitions like occupying the world. Their greatest wish is to earn more money, return to the empire safely, then get married and have children, and spend the rest of their lives happily and quietly.

Two alert towers were set up around the mine. Due to environmental and geological problems, the surrounding area was not suitable for living and could not be assigned more personnel. Su Hao built several buildings next to the mine to accommodate workers summoned from and around Molosch. At this time, the importance of merchants and money was highlighted. After all, if you rely solely on your own strength, Su Hao could not get a harvest in a short time, and it would not be possible to maintain the consumption of materials between the newly built castle and the mine.

The first batch of twenty tons of zircon has been packed, sent to the truck, directly into the space passage, and transported back to the main world. According to the agreement, Mo Xingkui and Heng Grey will contact Dai Xiaolou as soon as possible to exchange ore for more urgently needed supplies.

Space development is not an easy thing. It requires a lot of materials and manpower as the basis. If it weren't for a coincidence, Su Hao happened to be appointed by the mayor from Qiao Tianyu and became the master of Konoha Town in name. It was impossible for him to set up a space converter in such a short time, or even build mines and fortresses within the space field.

Everything requires money. Vehicles, machinery, building materials... In order to save costs, Su Hao can only use ordinary fuel to drive the vehicle. Purchasing crystals is another huge expense. Su Hao is already planning to lead the Power Armor Team back to the main world after the next batch of ores is transferred, and go to the dark world to collect some necessary crystals as energy?

Space field, Feinong City.

"The bastards actually built a castle under my nose. Have you heard what I said clearly? The shameless bastard, this blind fool, dares to challenge my authority. Don't they know that this is my fiefdom, and everything here belongs to me?"

Viscount Sazabi was like a furious lion, walking back and forth in the luxuriously decorated hall, his roar of anger deafening, and huge decibels spread throughout the lord's mansion.

The Viscount of Sazabi is hereditary. Including the title, with the lord's mansion under his feet, that is, the City of Phinong, as the core, the entire fief covers a land of hundreds of kilometers. In this huge area, the Viscount of Sazabi is the supreme ruler. For all people from the non-privileged class, Sazabi has the power to kill.

Su Hao never wanted to hide the fact that he built a castle in Moloshi Village. Out of confidence in his powerful power, Su Hao even hinted that those merchants who had close contact with him asked them to spread everything that happened in Moloshi Village. Of course, the decision-maker who made the orders on the surface was the original villager Kaka, not the strange outsider Su Hao.

"It's just such a bastard, a trash, a waste, a pariah, who actually wants to make ground on Tai Sui's head, and actually wants to build a castle without my permission. Who do he think he is? Aristocrat? Or a king? This is simply unimaginable and unbearable."

Viscount is a very skilled middle-aged man with poor muscles, but he does not have a bloated and obese figure. He was wearing a costume with a family badge, and his eyes showed anger. He waved the whip in his hand from time to time, making a sound that was worthy of attention in the air.

There were several other men wearing standard armor standing in the hall. The metal surface emitted a dazzling and hard luster, and the body moved, and it kept sending a clang of collisions. They were all jazz under Viscount Sazzabi, and they rushed over immediately after receiving the order. In this world, the feudal system is the basis for maintaining rule. Whether a noble is strong or not depends on how many young nobles under his command who are willing to truly obey the orders.

The jazz could certainly understand Viscount Sazabi's anger.

There can only be one castle on a piece of land. Even the jazz themselves have only a manor, and they are still enough to own a castle.

That means that huge financial resources and materials must be consumed, and manual expenditure alone is a huge expense. You should know that the word "castle" is not as simple as saying it. Only with the hardest stones can a solid fortress be built.

They had never heard of the name "Kaka". The noble figures always had long last name suffixes. Just listening, you would know that this was a pariah. Moreover, they were the lowest and most humble ones in society.

While expressing his anger to Viscount Sazabi, the jazz also expressed their different views on this matter and were also puzzled.

"How can a pariah have the ability to build a castle? Don't get me wrong. I'm not questioning the authenticity of this matter, I just feel it's a bit incredible.

"I have been to Molosch Village. It is a small village near the remote mountains, with only a few hundred people at most. What do they use to build a castle?"

"That Kaka should be just a guise of being pushed out. Behind him, there should be other forces. Maybe it is a nobleman who is jealous of you, the Earl. They are very good at doing this, and are equally good at disguising and deceiving."

"Can it be...a king?"

The talk of all the talk poured a lot of cold water on Viscount Sazabi's manic and angry brain. He gradually suppressed his anger and began to hesitate about his previous judgment.

It is common for nobles to crush each other. Generally speaking, two adjacent territories can be at peace because of the same strength between each other. Only when they are afraid of each other can a delicate balance be formed. Once the balance is broken, war is inevitable. Therefore, even if the anger is angry, Viscount Sazabi is not overwhelmed by anger. He is very clear: if the castle in Molosch Village is really as the merchants said, extremely huge and strong, it means that there must be a great noble behind the matter. Even if he sends an army to fight back and wins, it may not be of much significance. It will only further weaken himself and give more opportunities to the hidden opponents.

This form of discussion is destined to not be able to achieve any result. Sazabi suppressed his anger, thought for a while, put down the whip in his hand, pointed at a jazz and issued an order: "Focas, this matter will be temporarily left to you. Contact those people and find out the situation."

When the jazz left the room, Viscount Sazabi felt his anger slightly subsided. He walked to his desk and looked at the fiefdom map with the city of Fibonacci as its core, and fell into silence for a long time.

Forkas was a very brave jazz. He did not delay at all, assembled troops and prepared supplies at the fastest speed. Two days later, the jazz led his six knights, more than 80 elite soldiers, and more than 200 soldiers to move towards the village of Molosch.

In the war between the nobles, this force was already very strong. Focas himself was the nobleman promoted from an ordinary warrior. At that time, he was still a follower of Viscount Sazabi, and then became a knight, and then he obtained his current status and honor. Especially in the Viscount's direct army, as long as the name of Sir Focas is mentioned, it will always attract a burst of praise.

The army pulled into a long line and moved slowly along the road. Focas did not think that his mission was difficult. He was a pure warrior and rarely considered things outside of battle. In fact, Viscount Sazabi gave the mission to Focas because on the one hand was trust, and on the other hand he expressed his attitude. Viscount would not tolerate the phenomenon of a second force appearing on the existing fiefdom. "Contact" and other words were just official statements. If they could be eliminated, they would kill everyone. If they failed, they could really sit down and negotiate.

It is autumn now, and most of the scenery in front of you is yellow and green. The plants on both sides of the road are still lush, and the blue sky is refreshing. Through the gaps between the woods, Sir Forkas can see a large area of ​​golden yellow on the plain in the distance. This is a place with abundant resources, and in a few days, it will be almost time to harvest.

"Bang----"

A harsh and rough sound broke the silence that made people feel troubled. Forcas suddenly turned sideways, and an extremely strong danger suddenly hit his heart. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt a huge force lifting himself up from the horse's back, and fell heavily to the ground with the explosion and fire.

There was a very dense sound from a distance, like the sound of soybeans exploding in a hot pan. It was very rhythmic and terrifying. In Sir Forcas's concept of thinking, weapons that can attack from a distance were nothing more than bows and arrows, giant crossbows, or guns. He half-kneeled on the ground, covered his chest and coughed constantly, his eyes were covered with dust, and it was difficult to see clearly what was going on.

A knight rushed over and wanted to help Focas up from the ground. As soon as he helped his arm, a quick whistle that cut through the air came. Focas tried hard to open his eyes in the direction of the sound, but he saw nothing, but felt a huge force shot straight towards him, rubbing his shoulders, and drilling into the knight's body.

The knight let out a painful scream, covering his neck with his hands tightly, but he could not stop the blood gushing out of the wound, falling heavily, rolling and struggling between dust and sand.

The enemy attack is the instinctive consciousness in Sir Forkas's brain.

The "buzzing" sound in his ears slightly reduced due to the explosion, and Faucas could slightly distinguish more information sources. He felt that his team was surrounded and the enemy launched an attack far away. Their weapons were definitely not bows or arrows or guns, but a kind of magic that could be released in legends. It seemed to be a fireball? But the true god was on it, and No one had seen a magician, and Faucas had never seen anyone use similar skills.

The figures kept shaking in the woods, and it could be seen that the opponents were all agile warriors, who were quickly approaching here with the help of terrain cover. However, the voices they made were a bit strange, and the tone was unfamiliar, but they also had incomprehensible noises.

"Sir, we are surrounded."

Another knight, holding a long sword in his hand, ran to Forcas and shouted quickly: "Go quickly, they are too many. We... woo..."

Several strange sounds broke through the air and all entered the knight's body. Because it was on the marching road, the knight was not wearing armor. The "popping" sound of flesh made Faucas feel sore when he heard it, and then there was an indescribable fear. He saw a row of round holes appearing on the knight's chest, like a special mark left on the paper with the help of measurement tools in the drawing room. Blood gushed out from these small holes, and the knight's face was filled with pain, and he screamed and fell down.

Forcas was stunned.

What is this, this, what is this? What weapon is it?

Without an arrow shaft, it is obviously not a gun. Forcas has never heard of it, let alone seen a long-range weapon that is not supported by external objects and can directly penetrate into the body. How do they fire? How do they maintain balance during flight? Even if they have huge impact power, no weapon can penetrate the flesh at this distance. Moreover, judging from the locations of the mysterious ambushers, the firing distance is at least hundreds of meters. In shooting situations, the relationship between distance and power is inversely proportional. However, every shot of theirs is so fatal.

Magic This must be magic

Focas once again believed in this fact. He discovered that the Knight who was shot and dying had slight burning marks on the edge of the wound. There was no doubt that this must be the damage caused by magic such as fireball.

"Run out to protect the Jazz"

A roar of anger suddenly came from not far ahead. Focas saw that the knight he trusted most and the strongest giant among all the attendants had quickly put on his armor and rushed towards the dense area of ​​ambushers with agile steps. The knight was far taller than that of ordinary people. He looked more like a barbarian, wielding a huge battle axe in his hand, like a furious lion. Every time he swung, he released an extremely powerful force, but failed to cause any damage. The ambushers did not fight him head-on at all, but used the complex terrain to constantly change the attack position in the rocks and woods. They were wearing strange clothes, and the weapons in their hands seemed to be some kind of tube, but kept ejecting flames, shooting out warriors holding sharp swords and spears one after another.

The tall and burly knight immediately became the target of public criticism. Several ambushers changed their targets one after another, and bullets hit the knight's armor one after another. The technological level between the main world and the space field determined the strength of the conflict. The thick breastplate was shattered on the spot. The knight's body was covered with blood and flesh flowing from the wounds. There were figures everywhere in the surrounding woods. The ambushers were cautiously forming a siege. No one, including Sir Forkas, could escape.

The injury and unfavorable situation not only did not extinguish the fighting spirit of the tall knight, but instead stimulated his fierceness. He stared at the closest ambush and ran in that direction. The battle axe in his hand maintained the most attacking angle and posture at any time, and roared like thunder in his mouth.

"Come on, you damn cowards. Come out and fight me upright. What heroes are you hiding behind your back and shooting arrows secretly? I am a knight. If you still have a little bit of self-esteem and confidence, stand up and face to face with me."

Just as the knight roared, a noise of chaotic breaking sound came from the woods, and many plants fell from the opposite direction of the knight standing. In the middle of his sight, a man with a height and body that was not inferior to him and wearing thick armor appeared.

Su Hao adjusted the armor angle in the front of his left arm, inserted the powerful standard short-barrel rifle into the side of his leg, clenched his fists hard, and smiled faintly on his face, saying, "Since you strongly ask for this, let me satisfy you."
Chapter completed!