Since Tudhana is confident and has already made such a decision. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhou Xuan, who has no direct relationship with her, is not good at saying anything to hit her.

For the sake of the big picture, though. Zhou Xuanshu still instructed: "Lord Tudhana, the long-range unit of the demon army." Have the long-range chain attack talent, so don't attack them with Marksman units. As a unit with long-range counterattack and chain attack characteristics, the combination of their two characteristics is very ferocious. ”

After the admonition, the two hurriedly cut off the communication without saying a word.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, there are still three days left before the scheduled feint breakout time.

At this time, Zhou Xuan came to the large sulfur mine, preparing to solve the last and most critical problem before breaking through - the enemy's seventh-order demon army.

Smelling the pungent smell of sulfur in the air, Zhou was standing on a high ground near the mine, directing the sappers at close range.

"Alan, you've done a good job. Thanks to you sharing a lot here, otherwise the hidden danger of the opponent's demon forces would not have enough time to clear up. ”

After hearing this, Alan smiled faintly and said, "My lord, I still don't have enough experience. Otherwise, you won't have to bother doing a second assignment here! ”

"Everyone's mind is different, and you're really good at it. But now is a time of war, and we must try our best to do better, so that we can reduce the losses of our troops and achieve the goal of winning the war. ”

Seeing Allen's teachable nod, Zhou Zhensheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Now I'll give you some of the omissions you arranged before." ”

"Look at this, here, and here, the nets you have laid out are of no use. The talent of the enemy's seventh-order demon force is very strange. This kind of tenacity net, which is enough to deal with ordinary seventh-order troops, is of no use at all against demons with spatial talents. ”

After a pause, Zhou explained: "Not only is it useless, but those nets that have not been activated also block the effective attacks of our crossbows. ”

"It's not just here, you're looking at the thorny traps. As demons with spatial talents, they can teleport to nearby fields in mid-air. Such a pit is not very effective, it is better to change it to a pit filled with a sticky substance. As long as it is glued, no matter where the demon teleports, it will be firmly confined there. ”

"And here, look at the mage you're planning to set up. With a small hole in the wall that can only accommodate one person, are you going to exchange the demons that teleport over for one? In this way, it is better to dig the ground at the hole into the kind of small pit that will sink into it if you step on it. This will save those hard-earned mage troops. ”

Seeing Allen's expression change from complacent to more serious, Zhou Zhenshu modified his original arrangement for him.

"Still, I recommend replacing the mage with a spearman disguised as a mage. As long as the spear is disguised as a staff, I don't think the demons will be able to recognize it. As for killing them, leave them to the trap bolts. When the demon steps on the sticky substance in front of the hole, the mechanism aimed at it can shoot at him. ”

"As for the safety of the soldiers, it depends on the individual reaction. As long as you block it, you can step on the void ground under your feet hard. As long as he successfully falls into the pit, there is no problem in saving his life. ”

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Under the guidance of Zhou Xuan, many of the traps set by Alan have been reorganized.

Looking at the revised trap, Alan secretly cheered himself up in his heart and tried to do better in the future.

"Alan, now we can get the news out of the brimstone mine blowing up."

Soon after, on the other side of the mountain, the temporary camp of the demon army.

"Malik, why did you agree to the raid of the Archdemon forces when you said this sulfur mine was a trap for them?"

A demonic hero dressed in armor made of hellsteel with the flame of the Sinner attached to him asked the man known as Malik in his urn-like voice.

"Nebiros, although my father has one ten-thousandth of your luck in the gambling hall, he will not lose everything. But in the game of war, luck does not solve all problems. At least your luck didn't bring a sulphur mine. ”

The one who spoke, if it weren't for the flames in his eyes that covered the anger from his soul, it is estimated that he would have been beaten severely by Nebiros, who had unnatural luck.

Malik is also a tragic figure in the truest sense of the word. Anyone who has bad gambling luck and a father who is addicted to gambling will have a headache, right? Therefore, after the tragic Malik was almost lost by his father, he was full of hatred and disgust for all gamblers.

As the luckiest and gambling enthusiast of the demon clan, Nebiros deserves to be the object of Malik's hatred. War, though, is not child's play. Still, he gave Nebilos an explanation.

"As long as we want to gain a foothold on the mainland, we must have enough troops. And the amount of sulphur ore we have largely determines our success or failure. So this time, even if it is the conspiracy of the other party, we must protect this hard-won mineral. ”

After listening to Malik's explanation, Nebiros was very dissatisfied and said, "Malik, then why didn't you let me lead the Great Demons to implement this preemption plan. In my luck, nothing can stand in the way. ”

In response, Malik sarcastically said, "No, no, no, your arrogance has blocked your luck." ”

"It's not arrogance, it's confidence in yourself, a humble traitor from humanity!"

When these two were talking and tearing each other apart. The vanguard sentry of the Great Demon Force has come to the hill near the sulfur mine.

"What an intoxicating sweet smell! It seems to be a sulfur mine with considerable reserves, and it is indeed worth our own investment. ”

As soon as the words fell, a flash of fire flickered. This Great Demon Sentinel has returned to the team.

"The goal is correct, it is a sulfur mine with a lot of reserves. Now, it's our turn to party! ”

The dozens of great demons present, as they raised the sanction scepter in their hands, bursts of crazy laughter came from under the iron mask.

The night was quiet, and the weather was really nice today. The absence of dark clouds, the moon hanging in the sky, and the soft light refracted by it, are perfect for helping you fall asleep.

No, a few guards on the mine are holding the spears in their hands. Snuggled up to the wall of the outpost, dozing off with his head raised.

Suddenly, several flaming demons appeared in front of them, raised their flaming scepters of sanctions, and swung them down at the heads of the sleeping soldiers.

There were several "booms", and the walls of the sentry posts were destroyed everywhere.

It's a pity that these big demons are not complacent. Instead, he roared frantically: "The scumbags, you really set a trap. It seems that grandpas can have fun for a while! ”

It turned out that these sleeping soldiers were illusions created by magic props. The only thing that was destroyed was the wall with the Tweeting Stone. They play the role of early warning, so that the ambush troops who are always ready have a bottom in their hearts.

This time, this long-planned ambush battle kicked off with the entry of the Great Demons.