The most conspicuous in the crowd is undoubtedly the noblest Angel Morishima Moto, a military general in the Shimazaki family, who is said to be the illegitimate son of the patriarch.

Morishima Moto's burly body, wearing a gorgeous one-man one-man mecha with blue and white stripes, his brown hair was neatly combed, and his deep light blue eyes were full of anger, so that the surrounding dark nobles did not dare to approach this angry noble angel.

The angel's anger was not without reason, from the time they reached the Blackwater Valley to now, the army had been hindered for half a day, and except for the fact that their heavy equipment could not cross the river, the discussion that was full of nonsense for half a day did not lead to any results. This made Morishima Moto, who was already unhappy because of the slow march speed of the army, even more angry.

And another great man who can comfort Morishima Moto, the noble envoy of the Cult of Light of the Federation, the mysterious messenger who even wears a deep black hood for bathing, is unfortunately also burning in anger, and has even taken the lives of several swift scouts for this.

The reason is that the emissary's strategic policy of letting outsiders attack evil in the name of the great god of light has been questioned.

With the power of the god of light, gather the scattered zombies in the wasteland and distribute weapons and armor to them to open the way for the expeditionary force in the dark city, which can not only reduce the losses of the dark alliance, but also show the divine power of the great god of light.

Borrowing the power of outsiders?Even these simple nobles and lords seem to be a stupid idea, but they don't want to offend the Cult of Light, which is growing stronger and bigger in the Star Federation.

In this way, perhaps the great god of light did not give the noble messenger clear instructions again, since entering the wasteland, the star spirit messenger has always wanted to organize an army of scattered zombies, but today, more than ten days have passed, but nothing has been found.

In fact, some of the scattered dark creatures around have already been wiped out in the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, and some are now doing hard labor in the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, and those who are a little clever have long since gone far away to make a living, how can there be cannon fodder waiting for the divine envoy to summon them?

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"Bastards, bastards, how long are you going to wait here, until the snow falls and the storm rages?"

Waving his whip angrily, the noble angel roared, "No matter what method I use, by tomorrow at the latest, I must cross this damn Blackwater Valley with everything, remember!

For the stupid proposal to abandon the axle weight before, the angel could not think of what kind of stupid head could flash such a spark, without baggage, ammunition, food and grass, how could they fight with the orcs?

Now he regretted that he didn't bring a few engineering trucks with him, or he would soon build a steel bridge, and then he would have yelled at these savages without grace!

In the camp of the coalition forces, the mecha cavalry patrolled back and forth, and in the sound of heavy footsteps, the loess clusters hanging on both sides of the Heishui River Valley fell, and nearly 20 centimeters of loess were trampled solidly by dense mechanical feet.

Fierce fighting beasts neatly guarded the one hundred and ten beeks that were transporting the baggage. A number of strong, shirtless infantry were transferring heavy sacks full of food on the backs of worms to other carts.

The rudimentary cart creaked under the heavy load, and the overwhelmed wheels sank deep into the solid soil.

The noble knights of the dark clan sat on the sturdy monsters, whispering to each other, with noble blood, they would never do such a lowly job in front of them, and the cavalry, as the main force of the army, would never leave their mounts.

Others are adept at breaking down thick pieces of wood into solid columns. Surrounded by the Federation infantry, ordinary zombie soldiers carried large columns with the thickness of human heads that had been decomposed from logs in an orderly manner, and assembled them in an orderly manner on the flat south bank trampled by mechas.

In the open space on the periphery of the project, behind the metal wall, a simple but definitely not simple engineering foam tent was quickly erected.

Light but sturdy foam walls and intricately patterned felt shielded from every hint of wind, and above the tents, flags emblazoned with the noble insignia of the noble families whirred in the wind.

In the warm tent, the leaders of the Dark Clan Expeditionary Force, those noble lords, were sipping fine wine and enjoying the fragrant and tempting barbecue, waiting for the completion of the project outside.

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"Boss, what are they doing, why don't they cross the river?"

Under the thick withered grass on the north bank of the Heishui River Valley, Sun Dashuai and a few orcs lay motionless in the soil nest, and Xiong Li on his side whispered in Sun Dashuai's ear to ask, those people on the other side have been staying for most of the day, if they don't cross the river again, won't the sneak attack they prepared be wasted?

From the time they got here to prepare, they had been lying in the snow for almost a day, and the damn zombies on the other side of the valley had been grinding over there for a whole day, and now instead of crossing the river, they camped and tossed in place.

"Stupid, they're building bridges!" Tiger Li pouted in triumphant mockery.

"Stinky Tiger, what are you talking about?" Xiong Li lowered his voice and glared angrily at Hu Li, which was all he could do now. They were not too far away from the army opposite. If you move bigger, you may be discovered by the other party.

"Okay! shut up for me!" Sun Dashuai scolded dissatisfiedly, and immediately asked the two fierce generals to shut up in a hurry, but they still kept provoking each other with their eyes.

Since being promoted to a high-level cosmic creature, Sun Dashuai has not been so "suffering" for a long time, but all this makes him feel very energetic, maybe it is the desire for war in the man's heart that is at fault.

"My lord, if you let them build the bridge. Our preparations have been in vain!" said Hu Li's tone with some concern.

They had intended to give a surprise attack when the opponent crossed the river with heavy weapons or baggage. But now that the other party is not willing to work hard to build a bridge, they have no chance to take advantage of their unpreparedness to attack.

Sun Dashuai calmly and patiently glanced at the hot construction site opposite, and the other party acted steadily. Although his original plan failed, he was sure that there were definitely other opportunities to ambush the other party, but he had not yet seized it.

The circular flying object that hovered above the camp and emitted detection waves from time to time was the biggest obstacle to their attack. If it weren't for Sun Dashuai's use of spirit waves to form a shield, it is estimated that the other party would be able to discover the existence of orc scouts now.