The subordinates continued to report: "According to the informant's report, the three knights of the Fire Knights, the Thunder Knights, and the Frost Knights are gathering, preparing to rendezvous with the Mondela Knights and want to regain the path of light."

"Our army is temporarily unable to move forward. It needs to be reorganized here to consolidate the rule of the occupied areas."

After listening to the report, the princess nodded: “We have completed our first strategic goal to capture the Path of Light. You have to stand firm here first."

"Yes!"

The subordinates bowed and saluted together.

"Your Royal Highness! See you on the forty-two."

The princess raised her beautiful eyebrows: "Forty-two? Wasn't it the one who was responsible for the capture of Original Stone Canyon and Westwind Town? Why did he suddenly appear on the Bright Road? Let him come and see me immediately."

Soon, the skinny No. 42 Necromancer brought his apprentice to the front of the temple. When he saw the princess, he immediately knelt down on one knee: "The subordinates have lived up to the princess's orders, although they have captured the original stone. Canyon, but was defeated in Westwind Town, the more than two thousand undead troops under him were all destroyed, and I was also captured by the enemy..."

"Huh?" The princess was taken aback and stood up: "What happened? Little Westwind Town, where is such a strong combat power?"

The Necromancer lowered his head and recounted everything he had encountered in Westwind in a respectful tone...

The princess said in a deep voice: "You mean that there is a powerful priest named Robert in Westwind Town. He is not only a priest, but also a great mage (summoner), and at the same time a powerful necromancer. Man defeated your undead army? Then in the presence of the nuns of the Holy See, released you, and expressed that he loves peace? As long as we don't beat him, he won't make trouble?"

The Necromancer said: "Yes! There is no lie under him."

With a pair of sky blue eyes, the princess looked deeply at the necromancer in front of her. This subordinate was a precious treasure left to him by her parents, a loyal veteran. He and other veterans guarded him sixteen years ago. At only four years old, she escaped from the pursuit of Mondela and the Knights of the Temple. She was loyal to her, and even willingly abandoned her original earth magic for her, and instead practiced necromantic magic. The original dignified face was refined as thin and pale as a ghost.

He could never make up some messy lies to deceive her.

After a while, the princess asked in a deep voice: "You guess, if we want to forcefully defeat this priest and take down Westwind Town, how many troops will be needed."

"At least, more than five thousand!" The Necromancer whispered: "No, five thousand may not be enough. His summoned beast is too powerful, and his subordinates can't see how powerful he is."

The princess thought for a while: "Then we can make a decision. At present, our army needs to deal with Mundela's counterattack. We can't draw enough troops to deal with Westwind Town. Since he expressed his willingness to live in peace, then we will give him temporary peace. Right. Send the entire army to ignore Westwind Town."

The Necromancer respectfully bowed: "The subordinate thinks this is a very wise decision. Oh, yes, he still has something for me to transfer to the princess."

The Necromancer took out a small bucket of Fat House Happy Water, and two candies: "Please find an ice magician. These two things require ice magic to produce the most beautiful flavor."

"Oh? Is the fat house happy water in this bucket?" The princess said: "This thing was offered to me by a nobleman yesterday. It tastes good and I like it very much, but what are these two brown crystals? "

"This thing is called sugar, sweeter than honey." The necromancer respectfully said: "The pastor named Robert also taught me how to use sugar to make fruit popsicles. The subordinates will let the ice magician make it for you. taste."

Half an hour later, Her Royal Highness was standing on the highest part of the castle, her white dress was rolled up by the wind, like a dreamlike beauty. She held an orange-flavored popsicle in her left hand and an apple-flavored popsicle in her right hand. Licking, licking right, eyes narrowed with a smile, like two crescent crescents...

The population of Xifeng Town has almost doubled inexplicably. More than 300 people came from the White Birch Forest, and more than 400 people came from Yuanshi Canyon, which together were almost equal to the original population of Xifeng Town.

The size of the town has more than doubled in an instant, and two industries including logging, gem mining and polishing have also emerged.

In this era, population is the most important productive force. With population there is everything. Without population, everything is nonsense.

Population growth can not only increase productivity, but also increase the mobility of commodities and promote business development. Of course, all the towns outside of Xifeng Town are either occupied by the undead army or fighting.

The town of Westwind has become an isolated island on land, completely cut off from outside commercial activities.

Under this circumstance, Xifeng Town, whose industrial chain is not complete, cannot last long in theory.

However, because of Robb's presence, this small town has a perverted and tenacious self-sufficiency.

It doesn't matter if there is no food, Robb can grow tens of thousands of catties of potatoes in a day. As long as these grains flow into the market in exchange for various commodities, they can immediately feed people from all walks of life in the town.

It doesn't matter if there is no cloth. Robb grows some cotton at will, and Xifeng Town will be able to produce cotton cloth immediately to solve the people's clothing problem.

With food and clothing, human beings are fearless.

The two thousand townspeople in Xifeng Town, all supported by Robb alone, were able to survive the war and were not swallowed up by the chaos of the war. Later, Secretary Shi was called "the miracle of Xifeng Town".

September 20th!

The sun at noon is still scorching, although it is already mid-September, the heat of summer still hasn't passed.

Lilian came out of the church with a box on her back. The box was filled with thick cotton cloth. Fifty popsicles were neatly lined up in the cotton cloth. When she walked to the door of the church, she waved to Robb and smiled: " Master, I'm going to send out popsicles to the children in the town."

Robb waved to her and smiled: "Okay! Go and come back quickly."

Lilian bounced away, and the black and white maid's skirt fluttered in the wind, revealing her beautiful white silk legs from time to time, making Robb a delight to see.

Seeing Lilian disappear into the distance, another woman emerged from the church. She was wearing a short skirt with very little fabric. Her arms and legs were all frantically exposed. She had hot red hair and it was Xuelu. She looked Before waking up, he walked to the stone bench next to Robb and sat down in a daze, sleepy and ignorantly saying: "When is it now?"