Everyone has nothing to say about Hong Xiaofu's current strength, but there is really nothing to say about Hong Xiaofu's luck!

What Ou Shen means, I throw bombs with my eyes closed, and all the people killed are enemy soldiers!

"Hurry up!" Liu Huajun said loudly: "Whoever has a map, bring it quickly!"

"I'll come," Wu Mingcheng took out a map directly from the bag of his clothes and placed it in front of Hong Xiaofu.

This should be the most comprehensive map in the Shattered Star Sea at the moment, I dare not say that all the places are completely accurate, of course, there are still many wild places that have not yet been developed, but at least, the boundaries of the settlements of various races, as well as the population and major cities, are all marked.

Everyone squinted at him—you're well prepared......

"Well, I'll take a look," Hong Xiaofu touched his chin and began to look carefully.

Hong Xiaofu often looks at the map, especially when he was in the alien realm of the 19th of the earth before, the map drawn by the country Hong Xiaofu often turned over and determined the goal of the adventure.

And this time, looking at the map, he felt completely different.

It's a keen instinct for distance.

The distance between each city and each city on the entire map was completely clear to him in proportion, and he didn't have the feeling that it might or might not be.

"I feel good here," Hong Xiaofu pointed to a canyon on the map and said, "Our nuclear bomb can consider blowing up here." ”

"Oh?" Liu Huajun looked at the map carefully, and was stunned for a moment.

Because the place that Hong Xiaofu pointed to was about ten kilometers southeast of the main city of the friendly Weisi tribe, this position should be slightly missed by the missile......

That's a lot of fun!

"Xiaofu, are you sure this is here?" Liu Huajun hurriedly asked.

"Well, I feel that there may be a problem here, so it's better to bomb him first," Hong Xiaofu smiled: "Anyway, it's time to blow up, don't blow it up." ”

"I'll take a closer look," Liu Huajun was born in the army, and he was quite proficient in marching and arranging troops, he carefully looked at the position of Hong Xiaofu's finger, and immediately nodded: "This is a good ambush and sneak attack location, but the problem is how much distance there is." ”

As we all know, the scale on the map is actually a very fuzzy distance.

For example, 1:10000000, one centimeter is equal to 100 kilometers.

However, this error is very large, if the distance of one centimeter is equivalent to 100 kilometers, and you are slightly skewed by 1 millimeter on the map, that is the difference of 10 kilometers, and even the power of a nuclear bomb may not be able to affect that far......

The point is that if you bomb the main city of the friendly army, it will be really fun!

But these are not problems for Hong Xiaofu now.

"From us, 276.9 degrees to the southeast is 1,236.5 kilometers," Hong Xiaofu directly calculated the specific distance, and said: "As long as the scale of this map is correct, this location is fine." ”

"Okay!" Liu Huajun immediately slapped his thigh and said, "Let's go, let's go back and arrange it first! Grandma's fight has been going on for so long, let's do him first!"

Zhao Ming and others who followed him: "......"

I suspect you're driving, but I don't have proof......

A group of people returned to Huaxia City, and the commander of the eighth artillery unit hurriedly ran over after receiving the order, and Liu Huajun took out the map and directly marked the position pointed by Hong Xiaofu: "You immediately arrange for your company's artillery to adjust the range and direction of the nuclear bomb to 276.9 degrees to 1,236.5 kilometers in the southeast, and then open fire!"

Hearing this, the artillery company commander's eyes widened: "Chief Liu, this position ...... It's not far from the main city of our allies, only about ten kilometers, are you really sure to blow up here? Blow it up a little bit......"

"Don't talk nonsense," Liu Huajun said: "What are you afraid of the position that Xiaofu is referring to? Just blow it up! If it's really crooked, it's a big deal to bury your allies!"

"Really...... Really?!" The artillery company commander looked at Hong Xiaofu, and then swallowed his saliva fiercely.

All the people in the whole day, one counts as one, tell him to take a nuclear bomb and blow it up in any place, and he can spray the other party to death.

But if Hong Xiaofu pointed out that whoever wants to blow it up, he still has to spray that person to death!

As long as it's related to luck, it's absolutely fine!

"Yes!" the artillery company commander saluted and ran out.

Soon, three nuclear bombs with a yield of 3 million tons of the entire artillery unit of the 8th Army were launched.

"Target location confirmed, launch ready!" The artillery company commander directly arranged for someone to adjust the position and distance of the nuclear bomb, and waved his hand very simply: "Launch!"

And then don't forget to pray: "God O'bless the allies!"

The soldiers of the entire company took a deep breath together: "God Ou bless the friendly army!"

……

This is a burning canyon of 276.9 degrees southeast of Huaxia City, 1,236.5 kilometers.

This Burning Canyon is near the main city of Osmar, the city of the Vess.

The Vis clan is a relatively low-ranking race in the Mandate of Heaven family, and the majority of the clan are orcs, which are similar to the orc tribes in the World of Warcraft.

The overall strength is low, and the technology is especially scum.

After the Tianyan clan launched the war in the entire Shattered Star Sea, the Weisi clan bore the brunt of the bitter war - whether it was technology, population, economy or military, the Weisi tribe was not very good. After all, after ranking 500, they were the first to be unlucky when the war started.

If you don't say that persimmons are soft and pinched, in the eyes of the Tianyan race, the Weisi people are standard soft persimmons......

High Overseer Saru Destruction Blade sighed softly as he looked at the dense army of the Tianyan clan beneath the city walls.

From the beginning of the war, the Tianyan clan sent a large army to attack the city.

The one who attacked their main city was the Daure tribe, which ranked 325th in the Tianyan clan, that is, the race of Grand Duke Wim, who was very close to the King of the Caro Clan and Vincent in the Clan King Assembly.

This time the battle with the Vis clan was led by Grand Duke Wim himself.

His own strength is not very strong, that is, the star master level.

And the clan king of the Weisi clan is also a star master.

Star Lord VS Star Lord, the two sides can be said to be evenly matched.

The force above is leveled, and now it is the hard power of the fighters below.

And it is obvious that the number of siege troops brought by Grand Duke Wim is much more than the orcs defending the city of Weis—at least three times the difference!

So as soon as the siege began, the Vis were in a bitter battle.

As a high-ranking Overseer in the defending army, Saru Doomblade has stood on top of the city walls for three days and three nights.

His body was covered in wounds, leaving turquoise blood. Especially the scar on the chest, deep visible bones, and even faintly visible heartbeat.

He was also very tired, and in the past few days, he had thought about death countless times, but he had to withstand it.

Because he can't fall, he will be the courage of a soldier, and if he, the high governor, falls, it will deal an incomparably serious blow to morale!

"Everyone, cheer up, I haven't fallen yet, we can continue to fight! Prepare to defend!" Saru stood on top of the city wall, looked at the Tianyan army below that was preparing to attack again, pulled up the flag of the Weiss tribe and inserted it into the armor on his back, and said loudly: "For the tribe!"

"For the Tribe!" "For the Tribe!"

All the orc warriors roared wildly.

No matter how badly wounded, they have nothing to fear.

Because they have no way to retreat, and behind them are their people, their wives and children, those who they love the most.

Even if you die on the front line, you must not take a step back.

In the history of the Weisi tribe, there has never been a word of defeat, and some can only die in battle!

Unless they are truly and utterly dead, they are bound to fight until the last moment!

Just below the city walls, Grand Duke Wim gritted his teeth with hatred as he looked at the orc warriors who were once again ready to attack on the city walls.

Before he came, he had issued a military order, promising to take the city of Omar within a week.

The result was good, and the other side held out three times as many troops on its side for ten days!

How will he explain this when he is asked to go back?

So at this time, he was also red-eyed, and roared madly: "Everyone prepare! Prepare! Fight into the city today no matter what! As long as you kill into the city, the old immortal Gro will inevitably surrender!"

What Grand Duke Wim said was right.

His strength is on par with the strength of the King of the Weisi Gelo Clan, and as soon as they met before, they fought for three days and three nights without winning or losing.

Now, as long as the army below invades the city, the king of the Gro clan will be helpless. At that time, he has to surrender if he doesn't surrender, there is absolutely no second way to go, otherwise Grand Duke Wim will definitely not mind letting the soldiers below slaughter the city!

Kill until he surrenders!

"Everyone prepare, charge!" An army of 300,000 began to attack the city in all directions.

Those with abilities below the Star Master level cannot fly, so the army can only storm the city walls.

At this time, all kinds of abilities are flying in the sky, you are fighting back and forth, and dozens of soldiers are dying every minute.

Then more soldiers fill the previous vacancy.

Saru looked at the tide of enemies, and with a fierce sword, he swept several enemies off the wall, and before he could catch his breath, the enemy had already attacked again.

His vision was blurred, and Saru swallowed back the blood that had surged up: "Have you reached the limit......"

He took a heavy breath, then shouted again, "For the tribe!"

"For the Tribe!" "For the Tribe!"

Countless soldiers attacked desperately, trying their best to get the last of their strength.

But the situation remains precarious.

As a result, at this time, above the sky, a nuclear bomb flew to the rear of the Doyle army at a speed of four kilometers per second.

"Boom ——!!!"

It was as if a second sun had appeared in the sky.

Look at the suffocatingly beautiful mushroom tree!