Wetlands, Danmod. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At nightfall, the dark clouds, which had been accumulated for a whole afternoon, finally began to pour rain in a violent thunder and lightning.

The rain came so quickly that the four of them were drenched in soup just by running into the bunker.

"Oh......" Brian was the last to rush into the bunker, and when he entered, he suddenly realized that his tools were still outside, so he rushed out and carried his improvised workbench back, "Oh! I'll just say the ghost weather here is too bad! ”

The rain was falling from the ends of the people's hair and from their clothes. The entrance to the bunker was washed into a curtain of rain by the heavy rain, like a curtain of water.

The air pressure was so hot that it felt heavy, and now it was cathartic with the pouring rain, and I didn't know which corner it was swept to. The rain that carries the fishy smell of the sea will only make people feel extremely cool at the moment, even a little cool.

"Let's make a fire, although it is impossible to get sick with our physical strength, we still feel very uncomfortable." Oss said.

Brian nodded, and complained, "I'm starting to miss that unreliable great magician, and if he has him, it only takes a little magic to dry his body and clothes." ”

Suddenly, behind Oss, Chromie shouted weakly, "Bad guys. ”

Oss quickly turned around in surprise and grabbed Chromie's shoulder: "Can you speak, Chromie?" How do you feel, feel better? ”

At this moment, the rain-soaked royal blue brushed robes clung to Chromie's body, reflecting her flawless pink skin. Normally, it is impossible for a magic robe to be soaked by simple rain, but it is only because of Chromie's state that this situation occurs.

Oss grabbed Chromie's shoulders in excitement and watched Chromie do it. And the slippery touch in his hands, as well as the slight bulge on Chromie's chest inadvertently, made his heart can't help but ripple slightly.

"I ...... It's much better, let me help you dry your clothes. Chromie's face was a pale blush, and she couldn't help but feel pity.

On the side, Onexia couldn't help but snort coldly, obviously not used to seeing Chromie's "pretending" performance, and inserted himself between Oss and Chromie. And the coercion that had been on her and Chromie's souls for almost a whole day finally dissipated with this downpour.

Seeing Chromie and Onexia free from the influence of the demon's soul, Os's mood became much happier. After Chromie took out his staff and dried their bodies and clothes, everyone sat around the fireplace in the bunker and had a hearty dinner.

At the same time, to the west of the general headquarters of the alliance, there was a low grove with a radius of more than ten kilometers. With the mountains in its back and the ocean in its back, this forest is very secluded from the tribal armies of the Boulder Dam in the south and the Dragonthroat clan in the eastern Dinosaur Ridge.

In the woods, there is a more hidden burrow, and the entrance to the burrow is very rudimentary, looking like the lair of some wild beast. But inside is actually a different cave, it is the Alliance's front-line field hospital.

At this time, in this spacious and bright underground hospital, the doctors of the alliance are carrying out rescue work. Most of these physicians were terran paladins, priests, herbalists and alchemists, while the rest were more than twenty dwarf aunts from the Brute Hammer and Far Mountain tribes, as well as eleven little beans who were stranded in the wetlands and knew how to give first aid.

In this battle, the doctor's job is not simple, and the Holy Light of the Paladin and the light magic of the Priest are not omnipotent. When the recovery of paladins and priests could not keep up with the consumption, it was the herbalism experts and alchemy experts, as well as the hands-on abilities of the dwarf aunts and little beans, that played a greater role.

And in the six encounters that took place throughout the day today, although the alliance eliminated more than 200 crazy orc warriors, there were still more than 100 Terran soldiers killed on the spot, and more than 400 soldiers were sent to the field hospital!

"Huh......" A Terran youth raised his head and let out a sigh of relief, finally saving the seriously injured and dying soldier in front of him.

Beside this Terran youth, another young man who assisted him also breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them had very similar faces, their hair color and pupil color were identical, even the dark eye sockets and tired eye bags were the same.

Directly opposite the bed, there was another pair of young brothers who looked very similar, and they also had the same tired look.

"If the master is here, no one will die!" Trogda, the youngest of the four youths, said suddenly. For he saw not far away a Terran soldier who was covered in a white cloth, apparently seriously wounded.

Troy, Seth, and Marcus all looked at Trogda's line of sight, and the sense of relief that had just saved a life suddenly turned into frustration and sadness.

Seth clapped his hands, attracting the attention of his brothers, and said, "The master may be able to save everyone here at once, but his power should be used in the most important places, just like the master did in his hometown!" ”

"Alright, clean it up, let's move on." Troy patted his brother on the shoulder, and together they walked to the next bed.

Oss's four friends, Seth, Marcus, Troy, and Trogda, had never left their hometown, so they chose to follow the Alliance army to the south at first. Therefore, when the battle for the defense of Eastern Dalongmir broke out later, they were worried every day during that time, for fear of hearing bad news.

Now, after more than half a year of military training, the four Seth people, whose average age is one and a half years older than Os, have not only mastered the power of the Holy Light, but have finally become much more mature and stable. And Trogda, who used to have the most out-of-the-box personality and can cause trouble, has now become the most sentimental.

However, unfortunate things happened one after another. Just in front of a bed, the soldiers who were in charge of the treatment of the Seth four stopped breathing!

Seth and Troy, as elder brothers, have long been accustomed to seeing life and death for most of the past six months, and the two of them silently pulled the white cloth sheet together, slowly covering the dead soldiers.

Trogda was dizzy, and he fell to the ground in a state of distraction, his body and mind exhausted from his body and mind that he almost fainted.

Marcus clenched his fists, and finally couldn't help but be ruthless, slamming into the wall on one side: "Damn! Why is our Light only for healing! I want to go to the front line and kill the enemy! Yes! ”

Seth hurriedly grabbed his brother's arm and shook it vigorously: "You calm me down!" Is this the place to make you yell! ”

Marcus was reprimanded by his brother, he suddenly lost his strength, felt dizzy, and muttered to himself: "Why can the master's holy light be used against the enemy, but our holy light can't, I just don't want to watch one person die one after another like now......"

At the end, Marcus cried a little, and Trogda's eyes turned red. In the final analysis, they were only eighteen or nineteen years old, and it was the first time they felt their insignificance and powerlessness.

The Alliance, no, Terran casualties to be exact, are really large.

In battle, there are not many Terran soldiers who are directly killed, and sometimes they can even reduce battle damage to one to two through excellent equipment and cooperation. However, once the Terran soldiers were traumatized, the treatment rate was less than 30%!

The reason for this is nothing more than the evil demonic curse and the evil energy refined in the demon's blood!

Among them, especially the various evil weapons used by the orcs. After receiving such an attack, the paladin and the priest are powerless at all, if they have to use holy light and light magic to treat, the confrontation of two different forces will not only instantly kill the injured, but also make the injured suffer great pain before death!

This night, almost every night, the doctors of the alliance medical team could only watch more than half of the wounded die, and there was really nothing they could do!

In the blink of an eye, on the eve of dawn the next day, the rainstorm had stopped in the middle of the night, and the swamp was even more muddy.

Sir Lothar, who had been busy all night, could not take any rest, and before dawn, he could not wait to bring a few guards and rush to meet Oss in Dammod.

Khadgar and Muradin protected Ser Lothar from side to side, while Pasonia lurked with a team of thieves from afar, acting as a sentry to keep on guard. And the twelve powerful men who were guarding the side, wearing a unified standard of bright red full-body plate armor, covered with a double-headed eagle robe, and their weapons were almost the same two-handed swords, they were the swordsmen of the Great Royal Swordsman Regiment that had been inherited from the Arathi Empire to this day!

As the deputy head of the Grand Royal Swordsmen's Order, Ashkandi personally led this squad of swordsmen to protect Sir Lothar's safety. As for asking who the leader of the Grand Royal Swordsmen is, of course, it is Sir Anduin Lothar himself, who holds the Grand Royal Sword.