"I see Marceau's flag. "The long time from the low altitude has noticed that the position, like the surface of the satellite, full of devastation, everywhere inverted human figures, the world since the fifth open era, finally touched the threshold of the industrial revolution, the progress of industry and engineering has caused a big problem, that is, the sword and sword are rapidly withdrawing from the stage of history, martial arts are no longer the most critical factor to measure whether a person can survive in battle, the mage masters are no longer high, the priests are no longer noble, everyone is no match for the erosion of an arcane blessing armor-piercing bullet, even the legendary warrior monk。

As a result, the form of warfare was changed, and before the aboriginal armies were accustomed to lining up to shoot front-loading muskets, fixed-loading and rear-loading muskets were no longer a beauty on the technology tree.

And the form of the war is no longer the same as before, the two sides are squeezing each other's fronts, and if thousands of 800 people die, there will be troops that will collapse due to morale.

The battlefield needs more fearless soldiers, who can face the fire explosion technique like a 105mm cannon, and they are even more needed to form an army that will not collapse in the face of bullets.

"I don't know where our war will end this time with the opening, but I believe that in the next open era, I am afraid that we will never see a battle of this scale again, and the application of machine guns will make any large-scale attempt to win by quantity come to naught. Penny frowned, and at this moment, she noticed the huge stitched corpse in the Central Army: "We've got five hundred pounds on our belly, long, I've got the target in your goggles, go over and kill it, and I'll go back." ”

"No problem. Chang Chang operated the combat boat and began to climb: "This is the No. 1 verification machine, I will raid the stitched corpse of the central army formation, the target has been marked, the guide platform, please confirm the order of attack." ”

"No one is applying in front of you. The news of the return of the guide station made Hikashi begin to mark the target, and at the same time inform the other side of his own target—this was to prevent the 500-pound bomb under the belly of the plane from sending the enemy into the sky with his own people.

"Hopefully Marceau will hold out until we come back. One last glance at the position where his lover was, he held back his mouth: "Let's go, Penny." ”

"No problem, all you need is a standard dive, and then I can drop the bomb on its head. After Panny finished speaking, he reached out and adjusted the photo in his cabin, and straightened the crooked kitten: "Let's go, long." ”

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The long knife thrown didn't have time to be retracted, and Marceau, who had used up all the spell slots, was holding a two-handed axe that I don't know whose it was- Although it's a little bigger in terms of shape, but it can't stand Marceau's current strength eighteen, raising the axe against the new Eden who rushed into the trenches is an upward attack, the latter wants to use a musket to block, but it's useless at all, this axe should be the craft of the elves, the appearance is very beautiful, but since the first open era, the craft of the elves has completely departed from the previous path, such as sharp arts, this effect is the basic effect of most elven weapons.

As for the elven assassin tomahawk backstab...... It's almost a sight to behold.

The parry turned into a nightmare, and the kitten's axe split his opponent's musket, then split his body, and finally began to flip a hundred and eighty degrees as the blade reached the top, splitting the body of another human next to the deceased, who had just jumped off the trench and was chopped over by the kitten cub before he could react.

"Tell Long and Penny, or whatever, to get another Molotov cocktail in front of our position!" Marceau shouted without looking back.

"Long and Penny went to the Central Army to deal with the giant stitched corpse, and I'm in contact here. In the small pit behind her, Akemi, who was performing field surgery on Bunetani, covered the arcane headset in her ear and listened for a while, and immediately poked her head out and shouted loudly in the steppe elf language: "Marceau!

"Kaka! bring people!" Marceau turned to a kitten who was scuffling with the big man, thinking that the kid would not be able to handle the big man for a while, and finally he could only turn to the other kitten: "Gamir, let's go!"

The kitten who was hammering the dwarf raised its head when he heard this: "Okay!", and then the kitten hammered the dwarf twice harder, and then got up and followed Marceau with more than a dozen kittens.

Sector C is the field first aid station and supply area of the defensive line, if it is lost there...... The kitten cub did not dare to imagine the consequences of losing the C area.

Area C is the steppe elves in the defense, a regiment of square ears has long been exhausted, and now the defense here is the two independent war groups of the pointed ears, although there are few people, but these little things are still gritting their teeth and desperately, the gunfire has not stopped at all, and the screams of the new Eden are getting closer and closer, until the steppe elves screamed and launched a counter-charge, Marceau also took off the battle axe he was carrying, and once again tore the elemental body scroll, with a sharp pain in the skull, the earth elemental cat cub standing on the ground roared and waved the battle axe, and the new Eden who had just stabbed a steppe elf with a musket in front of him stopped the waist and broke it, and then the tomahawk was held highto split the upper body of this guy.

Release the grip and grasp the stabbing musket with your left hand, and with your right hand remove the bayonet from the muzzle, then reverse it, stabbing it into the neck of your opponent.

Blocking several shotguns with this corpse, pushing the corpse away with his left hand, grabbing the tomahawk with his right hand and lifting it to a high point, while grabbing the grip with his left hand and swinging it vigorously, the New Eden, who had just stabbed the bayonet into the kitten's belly, screamed until the tomahawk split it in two.

Damn, there was a problem with the bayonet, Marceau felt like he had been put to the test of a dispersal, the good news was that it worked, and the bad news was that the wound in the abdomen did not close on its own.

He pulled the bayonet out of his waist and stabbed it into the neck of the new Eden, who was scuffling with a kitten.

Before he could turn around, the impact from behind him caused the kitten cub to fall to the ground, flipped on the ground, and at the same time pushed the bayonet with his right hand, and his left hand stretched out to grab the opponent's clothes, dragging it to the ground at the same time, the fist immediately fell on the face of this human, as a kind of elemental creature, the boxing of the earth element is very dangerous, and the truth is that with just two punches, Marceau burst the opponent's eyeballs, and the third punch knocked the face of the living New Eden out of blood.

Then there was punch after punch until he didn't move again.

After a few steps, he tore the Arcane headset from the ear of the dead steppe elf: "Coordinate Area C, extend five meters forward! I need to bombard or bombard! Immediately!"

Then, looking at the muskets raised by the New Edenkees, Marceau lunged forward, knocking down the steppe elves who were standing up and blocking a round of fire with her own body.

If he can vomit blood, the cat cub can squirt out most of the blood in his body at this time, and there is definitely something wrong with the bullet of the new Edenkee, it seems to be an anti-elemental bullet, and Marceau feels that his elemental body is almost unable to sustain it.

He pulled the musket from the waist of the steppe elf in his arms, turned around, and held the fire at the New Eden.

Some of the steppe elves began to shoot at the new Edenyans who had come up with these reinforcements.

In the state of projecting at each other, Marceau felt that he was collapsing, looking at the new Edenkees who were getting closer and closer, Marceau, who didn't know how many bullets he had received, stood up, grabbed the tomahawk in his hand, and faced these guys again.

Beside him, the steppe elves loaded their bayonets to the muzzles of their guns and strode closer, firing at each other.

There was a healing magic brush on Marceau's body, which somewhat relieved the pain, and the cat cub facing the bayonet gave way to the bayonet at the last moment, and the tomahawk grip in his hand first hit the opponent's abdomen, and then reversed the tomahawk, a successful bottom-up blow split the guy's entire face in two, and then turned around, and the tomahawk in his hand slashed through the opponent's body with a sweep.

A new Edenyan let go of the musket that had stabbed the steppe elf and instead hugged Marceau's waist.

The kitten punched him, and then his left hand was also grabbed by the New Edenkees, and the other two simply lit the bomb on their waists, howling and rushing at Marceau.

With his free hand, he pulled the dagger from his waist, stabbed it into the eye socket of the New Eden, who was holding his hand, and wrestled it vigorously, then withdrew his hand, and the dirty fingers stabbed into the eye socket of the guy holding him, and the hand that pulled out the dagger finally stabbed the back of the opponent's head in his waist.

The two new Edenkees who lit the bomb screamed and pounced on Marceau, the first being stabbed with bayonets by three steppe elf girls, who then pushed it into the crater in silence.

The second New Eden pounced on Marceau, hugged Marceau, and in the face of the rain of blood, the kitten broke the fuse that was still burning with his bloody and muddy hands, punched the creature in the stomach, and then grabbed him by the hair, knocking him to the ground.

Grabbing the tomahawk on the side, he split the New Edenes who rushed towards him in two, then lifted his foot and stomped the head of the New Edenes who had fallen to the ground into the ground.

"Who else!?" the kitten was howling.