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Text Chapter 243 The night before potential waves

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    When the sun in Kislev fell below the horizon for a while, countless bonfires burned on the endless grassland, just like the stars in the night sky.  Looking from a distance in the air, one can see countless small white sails in the orange-red flames, as well as countless black spots passing through, like neat and hurried ant colonies.  The white sails are the tents of the army, and the black spots are the figures of the crowds and horses. The mighty army has camped, and this may be the last camp before the decisive battle.  "From the air, everything becomes so small, which is really interesting!" Hyde casually patted the rattan guardrail beside him and sighed in a curious voice.  In fact, he was not on the ground now, but standing on the deck of a hot airship, leaning on the guardrail and looking at the endless bonfires and military camps below him.  Next to him stood the dwarf blacksmith Baskar, his round red face full of pride.  "This is the masterpiece of our dwarven engineering masters. It can fly to a height of one thousand meters. It is very useful whether for warning, reconnaissance, or in decisive battles! According to the heroic history book on parchment, more than three hundred years ago  , it is said that the great butcher inventor Master Malakai annihilated the entire Chaos army with just one airship, turning thousands of dirty Chaos gangsters into barbecue in an instant" After seeing Hyde's surprise, Ba  Scar proudly stroked his short beard and began to talk at length about how great this hot airship was, how invincible it was, and what a glorious history it had.  It's as if this big white thing painted with the Empire's double-headed eagle emblem is his own masterpiece.  However, his words were immediately interrupted. A one-armed dwarf with a long beard raised his iron hook.  "Ouch! My dear uncle Duke Fartak, how can you hit a prince on the head!" "First of all, it's because I don't like dwarves who can only talk, and also because I have seen more rocks than you.  Five times. Finally, remember to call me captain, because everyone on the airship calls me that." With a loud knock, Pascal ran away with his head in his hands.  The one-armed dwarf wearing a gold-rimmed three-cornered hat easily adjusted his two-foot-long beard with an iron hook, and smiled and shrugged his shoulders with golden tassels.  "My Lord, Duke Fartak, actually I really want to hear the historical story of His Highness Baskar. You don't have to do this, right?" Hyde also laughed, but he still had to beg for mercy for Baskar.  In fact, his current hot airship trip was Pascal's suggestion. The short-bearded young dwarf discovered by chance that the captain of an imperial airship was an acquaintance in his village, and the rest happened naturally.  .  Under Pascal's kind suggestion, Hyde, Fleur, and Jessica boarded the airship that was performing a security mission outside the camp and became some very special guests.  "Your Highness, first of all, I hit Baskar on the head to stop him from misleading your ears with nonsense, because the actual combat capability of my airship is very limited. Secondly, there is no Duke here.  , only the old Fatak with the iron hook - or Captain Redbeard. As for the stories about dukes, princes, and princesses, they were all made up by Baskar, who likes to think wildly. He and I are from the same village.  "The dwarf whose deceased father was once my best friend." The red-bearded dwarf captain took off his hat respectfully with his sheepskin-gloved hands, saluted Hyde, and then answered the young god.  By.  His voice was calm with a hint of emotion, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.  "Ah! Why is our uncle the dwarf captain so humble! Jessica remembers that brave dwarf warriors are not the proudest?" During the pause when the dwarf captain paused to smoke, Jessica looked like a happy little wolf  He jumped over like that, leaned down, stared at his blindfolded face, and asked a somewhat malicious question.  Although it was very cold in the air, she still wore so little, revealing her slender waist with toned muscles, and her plump breasts and curved mithril breastplate jumping happily together, like two round rubber balls.  "The pride of dwarves is based on facts, and they are proud of the true history carved by their ancestors with their hands. Dwarves do not want to be proud of telling lies, because telling lies and exaggerating facts will only bring tragedy to themselves. Dwarves  There is no point in bragging and exaggerating on the battlefield. It can only accommodate ten people and fly to a height of 200 meters. Her role is to provide supplies for the army.  Eyes, that's all." Captain Fatak blew out a round smoke ring from his terracotta pipe, raised his head and watched it dissipate in the air, and then spread his heavy palms.  At this moment, Hyde suddenly felt a touch of sadness, like the shrill chill in the air.? was crossing his young heart.  "Captain Fatak, I solemnly apologize to you for Miss Jessica's presumption. I hope you don't mind it." Hyde reacted quickly. He took off his hat and saluted the one-armed dwarf, hoping that he could  Make up for Jessica's abruptness.  "It's nothing. My noble highness, you are so polite." Fatak answered Hyde with the same courtesy, but there was a hint of excitement in his voice. This may be because of Hyde's sincerity.  .  "Jessica is so sad! Jessica is wrong! Jessica apologized to the captain! Woohoo!" The baby-faced girl with wolf ears immediately lowered her head, and her furry ears drooped as well, as if she was being bullied.  puppy.  The tenth champion of Middenland became like a spoiled child in front of Hyde, always jumping between being naughty and admitting his mistakes, a bit like a changed version of his cousin Catherine.  But no matter what, she always followed Hyde closely, never letting her be more than five meters away from him.  In a sense, Hyde understands why, because he understands the power that lies beneath Jessica's beautiful baby face.  "The steam engine of the thermal airship is very small. Without the protection of the magical machine soul, it is difficult to control its precise direction, especially in the strong winds of the plains. Its airbag is also very fragile, and it is difficult to control it in front of the harpy.  Protection, not to mention the Chaos Hippogriff, Wyvern, and Winged Lion. Bombs are easily broken when dropped, accurate explosions are rare, and in large-scale battles, the magical winds are chaotic and they are almost targetless.  "So, expecting them to destroy the enemy army like legend is just an epic fantasy, but the fantasy will not become reality." The red-bearded captain had a long voice, and he calmly explained the weaknesses of the airship.  This sturdy one-armed dwarf wore a heavy blue woolen coat, which was full of bullet holes and torn patches. The cuffs were embroidered with the emblems of muskets and airships, and the shining gold thread had faded.  Many medals and emblems are neatly set on the chest of the coat, some are still new, and some are very old, exuding an ancient atmosphere.  He wore a mixture of a pistol and a sword on his waist, and the short blade was shining with the luster of runes.
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