"Ahh?......h

There is no cold wind, no howling, no endless single gray.

What was presented to him was a multicolored picture.

"That's ...... Dig through?" muttered to himself.

"Yes, Brother Big Black, let's dig through! Let's dig through! Let's dig through!" After a short pause, the short sergeant shouted excitedly, he jumped and jumped excitedly, and finally hugged Da Hei's broad waist directly.

"Let's dig through!"

"Pierced through the ...... Pierced ...... Dig through. Wow!" Da Hei muttered the simple three words, from the initial confusion, gradually became clear.

"Wow! we've dug through!" he hugged the short sergeant excitedly. He often called him a rat because he was so short. Now, though, he didn't care if he needed to bend down hard to hold the mouse's body, because he was so excited.

Two men of very different heights hugged each other and jumped there together. It's a very joyous scene, and if you see it on the street, it would definitely attract countless onlookers, but now, no one notices this insignificant scene, because everyone is celebrating.

Everyone didn't care who was standing next to them, they pulled one by random and jumped up and down together, whether it was an ordinary soldier, an officer, or a magician who was usually high above and known as the "uncrowned nobleman".

There were even soldiers who were overly excited and hugged one of the two Dunshan beetles, rubbing their faces against the dusty scales of the Dunshan Armor due to the long excavation.

"Woo woo woo ......" The Escape Mountain Armor let out a few cries and twisted its body, as if it was the Terran soldiers rubbing against it that made it feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, these two Dunshan armors have been successfully domesticated, and their temperament has become much more docile, otherwise the Terran soldier's behavior of not being afraid of death will definitely bring him unforgettable terrifying memories for a lifetime.

The huge body of the Dunshan Jia, as long as he rolled casually, could turn him into a puddle of flesh that could not see the original human shape.

"Hey, tell me that damn bastard, get me off the body of the Dunshanjia right away! If he dares to stay on the Dunshanjia for another second, if the Dunshanjia doesn't kill him, he and I will kill him myself!" Luo Lan stood on a high ground, watching the revelry of the soldiers, officers, and magicians below, and shook his head with a smile. He also saw the soldier who was holding the Dunshan armor for a while, and hurriedly called a guard beside him and asked him to pull the soldier away.

As a beast trainer, Luo Lan could feel the emotions of the demonic beasts, and he had clearly felt that the two Dunshan armors were already a little impatient, and the scale armor was rubbed around, and it was reflected in them with one word - itching.

Just like a louse jumping around on a person's body, people will itch, and the beetle will also itch, and just like people, when they feel itchy, they will roll and scratch.

"Yes!" the guard hurriedly ran to take the soldier away, and the way of taking him away was very simple and rude, with the characteristics of a barracks. - You only need to bang two old punches, knock you unconscious, and then drag them away like a dead dog. The guards are all high-level warriors, and it is not difficult to stun an ordinary soldier with two punches.

After the soldiers lying on their stomachs were dragged away, the Dunshanjia felt much more comfortable, and they twisted their broad, shuttle-shaped bodies for a moment, and then lay on the ground to rest.

During this time, they also gave 120% of their ability, and the nails comparable to steel on their sharp claws were smoothed out a lot.

The deafening snoring of the monster soon rang out.

"At the end of two days, the tunnel has been successfully dug and the total length is nearly 30 miles. Commander Macron, you can go back now. Luo Lan looked at Macron, the commander of the "Killer Bee" legion who had just come over beside him, and said.

"We could have opened this channel in a much quicker time, and maybe we would have been able to go straight in. Macron said disdainfully: "Mr. Luo Lan, you are too cautious, you see, there is no elven army at all, and when I go back, I will report this matter." ”

"You're light. Luo Lan snorted, took out a strange whistle from his arms and blew it, Macron didn't hear any sound, but the two Dunshan beetles woke up from the sleep they had just entered and slowly turned around and left.

"Now that the kingdom's army can enter the elven hinterland from this tunnel, I won't be with you. Luo Lan gave a noble salute to Macron, then jumped on the back of a Dunshanjia and was taken away by the Dunshanjia.

His title is viscount, he was originally drafted, and as a nobleman, he is obliged to contribute his strength when the country goes through war, but this does not mean that he needs to pay everything. Now that he's done what he's supposed to do, he's ready to leave.

The seven legions of the Seth Kingdom have been waiting for a long time in the first half of the tunnel that has been dug for a long time, just waiting for the tunnel to be completely penetrated, and now the tunnel through the Hengduan Mountain Range has been opened, and the soldiers who have enough energy and strength are quickly pulled, Luo Lan rubbed shoulders with the soldiers on the way back, watching those flags fluttering, armor and swords and guns glowing with a chilling glow, and couldn't help but nod.

These seven legions are all carefully selected by the Minister of Military Affairs Augsge, and the combat effectiveness of the troops is extremely strong, among which the total number of veterans who have experienced real battles accounts for more than half, and there is such an elite division, I believe that the elves will be killed and lose their armor.

......

News of the opening of the Hengduan Mountain Tunnel soon reached the desks of the Minister of War Augsg and King Brun Seth.

"Okay, good!" Augsig, who was sitting solemnly in a high-backed chair, said three good words in succession after seeing the news that the tunnel had been opened, and the hard solid wood table was slammed several times by him. Standing at the desk, Duff, who had just delivered the message, breathed a sigh of relief, but he had to worry about the time to change his desk again.

From his point of view, he could clearly see that several cracks had appeared on the desk, and I am afraid that it would not be long before the desk would turn into a pile of firewood.

The Office of the Minister of Military Affairs now has to be replaced with a new desk every month, and there are at least two in the warehouse, otherwise it will not be able to keep up with the speed of destruction of the "desk" saboteur of Augsig.

"Pass it on, attack the password,"

"The sword is pointing!"

(End of chapter)