The fortress, which had been busy just now, was now empty.

The skeletons that leaked out had turned into ashes.

Leave behind armor and weapons everywhere.

Skeleton hero, hiding inside the stone castle, looking up at the bone dragon hovering in the sky.

How does this work?

Not to mention that there are not enough troops in the fortress now, even when the troops are not transferred.

I'm afraid I can't resist such a large number of bone dragons.

Damn it!

When did the blood clan in the north master such a strong force?

"Go, find an opportunity to manipulate the bed crossbow and shoot those bone dragons down." The skeleton hero, giving orders to the undead on the side.

Hiding in the surrounding buildings, there are also some undead.

After hearing the hero's command.

Immediately, a team of undead rushed out of the corridor on one side of the tunnel at the right time.

Go straight to the anti-aircraft ballista bed on the city walls.

Obviously, he didn't give up yet, and he planned to give it a go.

However, the undead were right.

As soon as he rushed out, from the sky, in four directions, several black pillars of light fell at the same time.

When the pillar of light disappears.

The undead who rushed out were gone, and even the original weapons and equipment had turned into several pools of molten iron.

Skeleton hero, looking outside.

The soul fire trembled violently.

Finished.

There's no chance at all.

Take out the transsonic conch and pass the news here to Otis.

At this moment, two 'Soul Bound Guards' with soul fire ran over.

He asked, "Commander, what should I do?" ”

The skeleton hero put away the sound conch, "Also, there is still a chance, let's hide in the building, these bone dragons can't do anything about us." ”

No undead said anything.

In the current situation, there is no hope.

At this moment, a guard shouted from the opposite building, "Look, the bone dragons are scattered, they are leaving." ”

All the undead with souls looked up at the sky.

The bone dragons began to disperse, and the sun shone down again.

As undead, they felt the sun shining and warm for the first time.

However, in the next second, all the undead realized that something was wrong.

I saw that huge flying ships began to approach this side.

Faintly, a small section of black cannon barrel could be seen sticking out of the upper deck.

"What ......!"

Under the gaze of all the undead, the flying ships lined up in the sky.

Winter, winter, winter!

Smoke rises.

Cannonballs flew down from the sky and smashed into the fortress's buildings.

Rumble!

Boom Boom Boom~!

Dense shells, one after another, exploded in the city.

Brilliant fires rose.

Walls shattered, houses collapsed.

When the smoke cleared, the fortress was gone, leaving only a rubble and ruins.

The whole city was buried under the ruins.

The airship stopped bombing, and the bone dragon stopped circling.

Continue south to the next city.

And at this moment, on the horizon in the distance, a neat army of the undead walked with steps.

Trampling through the ruins, keep moving forward.

……

Pointe-Noire.

Otis Necropolis, the capital city.

As this region, a country ruled by the undead.

Death and eternity pervade every corner of the city.

At the same time, it is also a paradise for the 'resurrected', and every year there are powerful people of various races who pour their wealth into pursuit of the opportunity to become immortal.

Otis, in the royal palace.

The palace was empty and cold, lit with a green fire.

The soul incense bird rose and scattered in the palace.

A skeletal squire walked in briskly.

With his head bowed, his hands held up the conch of sound, "Your Majesty, news has come from the Wailing Fortress. ”

At the very top of the royal palace.

On the throne of white bones, which was as smooth as jade, sat a white bone hero with wide bones.

The white bones on his chest are exposed, and behind him is a wide black and gold-patterned cape.

Hearing the voice, a soul fire suddenly rose in the empty child's hole.

Look down at the undead acolytes.

King Otis.

The real ruler of the Necropolis.

"Bring it!" Otis made a hoarse voice.

The skeleton attendants below did not dare to slack off, and lowered their heads to send the sound transmission conch to their front.

Otis reached out to pick it up, and immediately a message came from the conch.

"A large number of bone dragons are besieging the 'Wailing Fortress', and it will be difficult for us to resist such an offensive."

The words came to an abrupt end.

Otis's soul fire trembled slightly.

A large number of bone dragons?

How is this possible, even the Bloods have the means to manipulate the undead.

But there is still a difference between those and the undead.

It is basically based on rotting corpses, and only the immortal undead who have truly mastered the immortal inheritance can have a skeleton as a class.

After all, the Corpse Witch is not something that the Blood Clan can cultivate.

Now, the Bloodline not only controls the skeleton undead, but also has a large number of bone dragons.

This made Otis feel that something was wrong.

It seems that he has entered a trap that has been planned for a long time.

Seeing that there was no news of any closer, he picked up the sound transmission conch and asked, "Wailing fortress, what is the situation now, and how many enemies are there?" ”

When a word is spoken, no news comes back like a stone sinking into the sea.

It's been a long time.

The conch finally sent back the message.

But the conch spoke, but it was clearly a woman's voice, "The Wailing Fortress has fallen, Odis, you have disappointed me. ”

Otis was stunned.

From the transsion conch sending a message, to the other party replying to himself.

It didn't last long, either.

Lost so soon?

Moreover, the voice that replied to himself gave him a sense of familiarity.

He lived too long.

I can't remember where I've heard it.

But now is not the time to think about the enemy.

Stopping the attack of the Bloodclan is what needs to be considered right now.

Otis pondered for a moment, then placed the conch back into the skeletal squire's hand.

He commanded, "Let all the officials come over." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The skeletal squire stepped back.

Soon after, a large number of undead entered the palace.

These undead are mainly dressed in the main color of the undead, but their respective races can be seen from the type of bones.

Dwarves, goblins, humans, orcs.

They had gathered here, but now they were all undead.

Immortal member.

After Otis waited for everyone to come in, he spoke in a deep voice, "The Blood Clan has launched an attack from the north, and has already captured the 'Wailing Fortress' all the way, tell me what to do next!" ”

……

The other side.

Eight Peaks Mountain, Gray Iron City.

Range!

Bang Bang Bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

！

After a shrill burst of gunfire.

The dwarven archer handsomely collects the gun, opens the wheel, unpacks, and loads.

Then.

Again, papapa, pa!

Drop the bullet on the wooden target in front of you.

On the wooden target, there are transparent holes left one after another.

It was only after five test shots that the dwarven shooter stopped firing.

handed the left wheel into Fang Hao's hands and introduced: "The head is not bad, and the feel and weight are also okay." ”

This time, the test firing of the revolver was to find a dwarf who is good at using firearms.

They were more familiar with firearms than Fang Hao and others.

In the evaluation, in addition to the quasi-head, some elements such as feel and weight were also proposed.

Overall, the revolver in front of me is already very good.

It was a grade that improved not much than a short-handled firecracker.

Fang Hao nodded and looked at the revolver in his hand repeatedly.

Now the appearance of the left wheel is basically the same as the left wheel in the previous life.

Some of the problems with the long barrel and the heavy body of the gun have also been changed and treated.

Now it looks like it's pretty good.

Seeing Fang Hao's serious inspection, Cao Junming on the side and the dwarves from the design institute all looked at Fang Hao with some apprehension.

For Fang Hao, they were still very afraid.

After all, a sentence can decide their life and death, including Cao Junming.

"Not bad." Fang Hao said.

Call~!

The scene was like a bellows pull, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

made An Jia, who was watching the play on the side, burst out laughing.

"It's good if the boss is satisfied." Cao Junming hurriedly stepped forward and said earnestly.

"How many revolvers, are there now?"

"Boss, just this one, this is a test gun, you are satisfied here, we can mass produce it."

"Where's the bullet?"

"There are 12 bullets left."

"You don't have to make it in bulk." Fang Hao said a word, his eyes looked to the side, "Bellega." ”

"Your Excellency." The Dwarven King, step forward respectfully.

"Find someone to engrave it, and engrave the drawings as soon as possible." Fang Hao commanded.

Bellega nodded in understanding.

Although the dwarves suffered heavy losses in the great battle, the researchers and craftsmen did not suffer serious losses.

It is not difficult to engrave drawings.

After Bellega nodded his head in confirmation.

Fang Hao looked at these Cao Junming and the dwarf researchers again.

He whispered, "Tell me about the next research plan." ”

"Huh?" Everyone present was stupid.

During this time, they have been studying how to get the revolver out and where to make the next research plan.

It was Cao Junming who reacted first.

Immediately said: "Boss, there are two research directions in the next step, one is to improve the cannonball, replacing the current firing method of black powder and round cannonballs.

The other is the improvement of guns, which are developed in the direction of semi-automatic, but they are relatively difficult, and I am afraid that it will take some effort. ”

Fang Hao nodded, thinking about the difference between the two directions.

Then he said, "Let's improve the shells." ”

For now, the bolt-action rifle team undead are sufficient.

If you really study automatic and semi-automatic, it may not be a significant improvement for skeleton shooters.

On the contrary, the artillery shells have been improved, which can increase the loading and firing speed of the artillery, and the coverage of firepower on the battlefield has been significantly improved.

"Understood, we'll make a plan and start researching it right away." Cao Junming said immediately.

Fang Hao nodded, "Yes!" ”

After leaving the Dwarven Research Institute, I chatted with Bellega about the recent events of the Human Federation.

From the beginning of the war to the present.

After the Human Federation finished purchasing artillery, it continued to buy a large number of shells.

The number is simply staggering.

This also allowed the dwarves to harvest a lot of cash and have the capital to rebuild the Grey Iron City.

Whether it's the Grey Iron City, or the city that was destroyed in the war.

have already begun to rebuild.

Talked to Bellega alone for a while.

Fang Hao also left the Gray Iron City and returned to his own city.

……

Time flies, days later.

Hill Tejo Fort.

Conference Hall.

Stomp, stomp!

Hurried footsteps rang out.

After a while, I saw a guard, and rushed directly into the hall.

Present, everyone in the Federation frowned in unison.

He looked at the guard with a strange expression.

"The front line has reported that the army of the undead is shrinking its line and trying to retreat."

"What!" Everyone's eyes widened.

The leader of the Hall of Justice, Needham, stood up even more reluctantly, his face full of disbelief.

The guard immediately said again: "News has just come from the front line, the army of the undead, trying to retreat back, is entangled by the coalition forces, waiting for the next order. ”

This.......

After receiving an affirmative reply from the guards, everyone looked happy.

Finally waited for the undead to retreat.

The Human Federation has survived this.

Seeing everyone's 'relieved' expressions, Li Rong in the back pouted.

I secretly said in my heart, you should thank the old lady.

If I hadn't urged Fang Hao every day, would the undead have been able to retreat so quickly?

How many people have I saved?

But she couldn't say any of this, she could only think about it in her heart.

On the contrary, Xu Haide, who was fiddling with himself, was regarded as a hero.

made Li Rong quite unhappy.

If you have a chance, you have to kill him.

Needham sat down again, and his complexion instantly improved.

Looking at the rest of the people present, he said, "It seems that the army of the Blood Clan has posed a threat to Odis, and now the undead are planning to withdraw their troops, what do you think?" ”

There was a brief moment of confusion in the audience.

Immediately afterward, someone said, "According to the treaty, we need to entangle each other and create an opportunity for the Blood Clan army to capture the main city of the undead." ”

"The Blood Clan is also the enemy of humanity, I think it is best for the Federation to let the undead retreat, and then let them fight on both sides and lose their troops."

"But the blood clan found out that we were playing tricks, so what if we united with the undead?"

"It's all going to be like this, or is it a union?"

"Indeed, it is in the best interest of humanity to let the undead retreat and the blood clan to consume."

“……。”

Present, only some of the generals who were replaced.

But the direction of opinion has begun to lean, allowing the undead to withdraw and the blood clan to consume each other's forces.

Li Rong was so angry in her heart.

You Federacy people who do this, sooner or later, you will have no friends.

This side is afraid that you will die a lot, and the speed of the attack has been accelerated.

Instead, you heal the scars and forget the pain.

I'm starting to figure out the pit allies.

Li Rong got up and retorted two sentences, focusing on the overall situation, the spirit of the contract and the like, thinking that the undead should be entangled.

But apparently most of the people present disagreed.

I could only sit down angrily.

"Alright." Needham spoke softly.

After the audience was silent, Needham continued: "I have understood everyone's opinions, and I will make suggestions to Silverwing City, and how to decide in the end depends on the decision of the Silverwing City Council. ”

At the same time, look at the guards below.

"Inform the front line, before a new order is issued, entangle the undead, take a step back."

"Yes." The guard answered, turned and ran out.

The meeting also dispersed, and each went back to deliver the good news.

……

The main city.

In front of the Trevi Fountain.

Three bunny girls, clasping their hands in front of their chests, closed their eyes and prayed for something.

The bottom of the pool, which was originally crystal clear, has been covered with a layer of golden gold coins.

Last time, Fang Hao told them that this was the Wishing Fountain.

Every day, the maids come and make a sincere wish.

He is more religious than the believers of the church.

Fang Hao stepped forward and began the equivalent exchange.

【Dragon Crystal 45】

[Material: Bloodstone 100/100 (high success rate). 】

I also prayed in my heart and chose to confirm.

After a few seconds of stillness, 45 dragon crystals.

With a bang, it fell into the pool.