How far is 500 meters?

The big cat people will say that this distance is not enough to let them catch their breath in one go, and in the eyes of the steppe elves, or Galore and Telshan, this distance is not short, and in the eyes of Marceau, this is almost an unreachable distance, full of flying spells and arrows, the opposite celestial party warband is obviously not the medieval group, they are also equipped with many muskets, the steppe elves are using muskets to shoot at them, and they can't see the effect for a while, so they have to start using the way of tunnel operation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Of course, a giant earthworm is much more reliable than a large number of workers than digging by hand, but unfortunately there are so few that few hunters and druids will make them a pet watch, and Marceau's long line of defense is only one working, and it will take ten minutes to dig into the opposite fortification.

"You're still alive, and I'm glad to see you. A group of steppe elves leaped into the trench from behind, noticing the dress of Marceau's group of kittens, and the commander of the group nodded at Marceau.

"A scourge like ours is always unexpectedly able to live a long life. One of Marceau's kittens answered first, and his words drew laughter from the kittens, including Marceau.

"Then I'm going to have to trouble you to do what you say. After saying that, these steppe elves joined the work of exchanging fire with the opposite side, Marceau poked out half of his head to look at the other side, and then retracted the trench: "I think there seems to be a military helmet like ours on the other side, is it the original player group?"

"I don't know, none of us have been able to see it up close. The other kitten poked its head out and looked: "Hey, I saw it, there is a corpse in the crater over there, not our dress." ”

Under his guidance, Marceau saw the body...... Well, I should say that it is half a corpse, this area has just been blown up by a combat boat, there are craters everywhere, the corpse is covered with dirt, and it is not visible on Marceau's side because of the angle, and he can only see the sleeves and arms of the corpse when he is next to the kitten.

"Who has a smoke canister!" the kittens asked each other.

Eventually, a kitten pulled one out of his waist pocket, and Marceau looked at the distance and took the smoke canister from his hand: "Cover me!" After speaking, holding the outer edge of the trench, the cat cub out of the trench rolled into the nearest crater, poked his head out to look at the distance, pulled out the safety of the cigarette canister, and threw it into the open space between the two craters, the steppe elves also began to cover and shoot, and when the smoke dispersed, Marceau jumped out of the crater, lowered his body and ran towards the corpse, when approaching it, the cat cub suddenly jumped up with a step, let go of the bayonet stabbed in the crater on the side, a musket with a bayonet, the evil god warrior in an earthy yellow coat screamed and dropped the musket, pulled out a long dagger from his waist and pounced on Marceau, the cat cub pulled out the dagger in his right hand, and the arm guard of his left hand first blocked the long dagger that was chopping in, and then landed a roll to let the stabbing blow, while getting up with his left hand to remove the axe from the tail, in the face of the flying chaos, without flinching and collided with it, the long bayonet of chaos slid away after stabbing the red dragon leather robe, and the silver-seeping dagger held by Marceau's right hand drilled into the opponent's waist, pulled hard, chaos wailed and knelt down, and the next moment, the dagger drilled into its eye socket.

Releasing the dagger and turning to let go of the chaotic grappling that swooped out of the smoke, Marceau kept the axe in his hand at his waist.

Listening to the wails of the Chaos Warriors, Marceau picked up the musket from the ground, confirmed that it was a rear-loading single-shot musket, and pinned the Chaos to the ground, then tore the legion insignia off the shoulders of the two Chaos and ran back to the trench before the smoke cleared.

"Good job!" a kitten came over and gave him a high-five.

"It's a pleasure to hear these crumbling wails. A kitten commented on it.

Marceau handed the emblem to the steppe elf commander: "I don't know these two emblems, maybe you can get information about them through Lady Lily or the Grand Commander." ”

"No problem, and yes, it's really good. The commander smiled and accepted the insignia.

"How long will it take for the earthworms to be dug up?" asked one of the kittens about their fellow druids.

"Now I'm digging a rocky area, and the speed has dropped. "The druids are also on the same page, and I can't help it.

"Just wait. Marceau said this, forcibly storming a prepared trench can be said to be a very stupid decision, if you are in a hurry now, then don't talk about Marceau, all the commanders on the entire front will not hesitate to choose to take the lead in the charge, but now the combat boats and battle mages are trying to bleed the air and ground power of the evil gods, and the artillery commanders will always risk emptying the ammunition one base after another when they hear that the artillery guides have found that the evil gods' troops are replenishing the front line.

Only if your mother feels enough pressure can she be able to activate everything and then ...... I think those who are already sick at the node have something to do.

Two minutes later, the steppe elf commander had an answer: "There is no record, there is no record of this warband invading the main plane in the previous years, but I think we should ask some other guys who are very familiar with these guys." ”

“…… That's right. Marceau thought about it, too—the ones who were familiar with these guys were the Warhammer Age of course.

So copies of this thing immediately began to circulate around, and soon, there was an answer, a new warband formed in the previous Warhammer Age Open Era, 'Deadpool of New Rhodal', recognized their old neighbors, the Celestial Party's 'Pleasure' Legion, these guys came from a modern world of Warhammer Age, and they didn't know what the situation was, because this world had already knelt under Slaanesh's skirt when Warhammer Age was opened, and they were the biggest threat facing the 'New Rodal World'. Deadpool of New Rodal' has been fighting with them for five years, and can be said to be the most familiar with them, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to meet this time.

It's a pity that 'Deadpool of Novorrodal' is currently in the northernmost part of Moggs, after all, 'Novoral' is originally a cold world, and compared with 'Novoral', Moggs's cold winter can only be regarded as a little cool.

Still, these guys expressed their hope that everyone on the scene would give the Legion of Pleasure a very gorgeous death on their behalf.

"It doesn't matter if you cut off their heads and build them into pyramids, that's what these guys say. Marceau looked at the contents of the letter, then at his own kind: "When this is all over, how about we fulfill such a wish for our friends." ”

"Of course, no problem, I know those Deadpools, they're tough guys. "There are kittens who sigh like this.

"Well, then, whoever is lazy will be a dog!" said a kitten.

Marceau straightened the helmet on his head, heard the sound of the engine of the combat boat, the kittens raised their heads and looked at the sky, just in time to see the group of combat boats hanging all kinds of ammunition whistling over them, and a bunch of kittens' half-pulled heads poked out of the trench for a while, watching the combat boats pour those fish bombing props into the opposite trench, the kittens burst into cheers.

"If I hadn't been afraid of heights, I'd have been a combat boat pilot!" said the kitten, and his companions around him booed.

"My girlfriend is a pilot!" said the kitten, which attracted the envy of his companions.

In this regard, Marceau can only say that you are still too young, my female (boyfriend) friend is the pilot and can remember that Ai Ke is the two great divine comedies of the defeated dog group, which has been inherited since several hundred years, and has not yet gone into battle to stand up the flag, beware of kneeling don't don't.

"Earthworms are about to dig through!" the druid's shout dragged Marceau back from his cranky thoughts, clapped his hands, took the dagger from the trench wall, gave up his shield, and held the shotgun in his left hand, the kitten using his actions to tell his fellow men that there was something to do.

So the kittens meowed together, along the passage dug by the earthworms, and placed the fish bombing props near the opponent's trenches, Marceau personally pressed the arcane detonator, and the directional high-energy fish bombing props blew away a large section of the trenches and the chaos inside, the mage used wind making to blow away the dust and dust, Marceau and his horse rushed into the opponent's trenches, and the kittens automatically divided into two groups and swept towards the trenches on both sides.

The shotgun struck a fan, knocking the chaos in the trench to the ground, stepping on the flesh, Marceau changed a new magazine, the kitten next to him raised a short axe and slashed at the chaos crawling towards the gunpowder pile, and the other kitten stabbed the chaos that was still struggling with the bayonet of the shotgun in his hand, until its head tilted and looked at the kittens with a dead look.

"The second trench is only fifteen yards away from us!" A kitten poked its head out to look at the trench in front of it, so without saying a word, the smoke canister found from the corpse was thrown out, and then the kittens and the steppe elves who followed up silently turned out of the trench, and the chaos faced each other, and then collided together, Marceau emptied the ammunition in the shotgun for the first time, and threw it directly, the short sword in his right hand pushed away the bayonet that stabbed the stabbing bayonet, and the dagger brought out by his left hand stabbed into the opponent's neck when he jumped into the trench and pulled it hard.

Knocking it away, the short sword stabbed along the waist into the body of another Chaos, it was wailing as it was picking up a prairie elf, Marceau let go of the short sword, pulled it back to the front with its back to him, and then the dagger stabbed into his chest, three consecutive punctures, took out its military dagger from his waist, Marceau pulled out the musket in his right hand, and pulled the trigger at Chaos who was raising the bayonet to kill the kitten under him: "Get up!", beside him, the axe had already landed on the face door of the opponent who wanted to sneak up on him.

Picking up the ownerless shotgun from the trench, Marceau took two steps and knocked the two Chaos who were stabbing the kitten to the ground, pulled the pump to throw the shell, pointing at the Chaos who was pressing the kitten, but the kitten successfully counterattacked with the dagger rolled up with its tail in the next moment, watching him turn over and press Chaos to his body and stab the dagger into Chaos's eye socket, Marceau changed his target, strode forward, and killed Chaos who was scuffling with five steppe elves, the bayonet drilled into his back, and Chaos who had lost his strength knelt on the ground.

Turning around and looking at the chaos crawling on the ground, Marceau hit it on the back of the head with the butt of his gun, and watched the cat cubs that began to dominate the scene and shouted the order: "Kill them all!"

If evil and good can only live one, then Marceau doesn't mind strangling the former with his own hands.