Griffin was very unhappy with the behavior of the scouts, and for a whole morning they failed to come up with any solution to the problem, instead suffering one loss after another in the face of enemy traps, and the wounded soldiers were constantly dragged back by their companions.

Although none of the scouts have been killed until now, the morale of the vanguard has obviously suffered, and before General Griffin can get angry, the scouts finally get a pressure mine that is not working properly due to a malfunction.

Several high-ranking officers looked around this inconspicuous little thing for a long time, and finally failed to understand how it worked, and General Griffin finally classified this thing as some kind of disposable musket based on his own understanding of gunpowder weapons, which was not a cause for concern.

The warriors of the Golden Regiment were brave enough to face the enemy, who were also armed with muskets, and they could march to a distance of fifty meters from the opponent under the fire of a platoon of guns, and keep their formation intact, and then shoot at the command of the commander to break the enemy's array.

General Griffin decided that they would have the courage to overcome this shoddy trap and reclaim Godrim along the way.

So, the vanguard of the Golden Regiment, under the command of the officers, set out on the march with a hint of doubt, and General Griffin walked at the front of the queue to show his fearlessness.

But the soldiers of the Golden Regiment soon experienced the nightmare that the scouts had endured before, and with the muffled sound coming from the ground from time to time, the continuous screams stimulated the soldiers' minds, and no one knew if they would be the next victim, and this unknown fear always accompanied them, making them move more and more slowly.

Even General Griffin had to admit that this vicious trap was simply a weapon that could not be imagined by humans, and even he himself did not dare to stride forward!

Knowing that the enemy could not fill the entire road with traps, the fear of the step was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, tormenting the nerves over time, and it was only a matter of time before it collapsed.

So far, it has taken the soldiers of the Golden Regiment seven hours to cover less than a third of the distance, and a total of forty-two soldiers have stepped on the trap, and all but one dead are all wounded and sick.

Griffin had to arrange for three times as many soldiers to escort the wounded back to camp early, most of whom had their soles or toes blown off, their calves pierced, and they lost the ability to walk on their own.

The only soldier who died was tripped over a raised tree root, only to meet the lead bullet fired by the crushing laser with his face, and the scene was horrific.

The officers of the Golden Regiment's vanguard were finally forced to admit that this vicious weapon had a deterrent power beyond their imagination, and could intimidate even the most powerful armies with fear.

General Griffin felt his face swollen, but worse was yet to come, the team escorting the wounded was attacked by enemy rangers in the rear, suffering heavy losses, and the number of wounded almost doubled.

Those damn Seris definitely did it on purpose!

General Griffin, who arrived at the attack site, looked at the wounded all over the ground with a grim face, and the other party carried artillery with space objects, and directly bombarded the team escorting the wounded with scattered bullets at close range, killing more than a dozen people on the spot.

The group, consisting entirely of rangers, then attacked the survivors with arrows, leaving behind a large number of wounded, all of whom were unknown but disabled.

In order to escort the wounded back to camp safely, General Griffin had to send more armed soldiers to complete the mission.

The vanguard of the Golden Regiment, which numbered only two thousand five hundred men, had not yet completed half of its journey, and they had not even seen the enemy in person.

Annoyed, General Griffin pulled out a few hairs that were already small, and finally had to order the entire army to rest in place and wait for the scouts to come up with something better.

Ranger Ji Wanbing risked lurking very close in a gilly suit, and with a smile that succeeded in mischievousness, it was broadcast live through the player communication system, so that Xu Yichen could quickly understand the dynamics of the battlefield.

"Head, they've stopped moving forward and started to rest in place, do you want a round of artillery to wash the floor?" Ji Wanbing made a very tempting suggestion, but alas, the reserve of shells on the Daybreak was no longer enough to support such a squander.

And with the existing artillery and shells, the effect against such targets in the jungle is very bad, and the towering trees in the Black Forest have dense branches, and most of the shells cannot be triggered when they cannot land.

"The shell reserves are insufficient, don't think about being lazy, get ready for a tough fight." Xu Yichen replied to a message, turned to Fan Li and said, "How are those mercenaries doing?" The next step is to test their combat skills, the other party has also completed the replacement of gunpowder weapons, and the speed of firearms on the old continent is very fast. ”

"For the first time, a mortal has mastered the power to fight against the transcendent, and even the ethereal hope will hold on, not to mention that it really works?" The assassin Fan Li flipped through his notepad: "Yesterday afternoon, a few more female warriors from the Amazon tribe tried to sneak into the city, and I detained them, those women are really strong and arrogant, if Vittoria didn't leave, it must be appropriate to leave this matter to her." ”

"Then she will most likely become the new queen of the Amazon tribe, and when the time comes, she will show off her power in front of you every day with a whole bunch of muscular women, and you won't even fart." Li Yanlong pushed the door and walked in, followed by the warrior monk Feng Wuyi.

The two of them had just saved enough contribution by moving bricks to Yang Yuefan, and they left the construction site for a few days of vacation, and came to Godram City to take advantage of the war here to earn some experience points.

Li Yanlong's walking armor has been carefully polished by the craftsmen of the 'Golden Fleet', and each piece of armor can reflect the figure of a person, making a sound of clattering and clattering when walking, and with the large shield, the whole person looks mighty.

And the warrior monk Feng Wuyi is trained by his master every day, and the muscle lines of his naked upper body are more obvious, and a trace of metal-like lines can be seen faintly, obviously he has initially touched the threshold of the diamond body, and his defense is not bad.

"Head, you have to give us a chance to get more experience points this time, we do the work of three people a day, and we have only saved up for five days of vacation until now!" Li Yanlong patted his breastplate: "I heard that the average level on the local side is eight or nine, how can we catch up with the progress before the server is connected?" ”

Obviously, with the arrival of the 'Golden Fleet', the hearts of the players of the Retribution Warband are a little flustered, and they are all looking forward to the day when the server will be connected.

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