Outside the Black Warrior City, a large number of huge bone portals have been built.

The research forces under the command of the Lich King Alaand are in the process of making final adjustments.

The ace army is ready to go, and they lined up early in front.

They were followed by the regular armies.

And then there's the ragtag army that comes from all over the world trying to pick up the slack.

It's just that there is chaos in the ragtag army at this time.

They are assigned by lot, and everyone draws lots to decide what they are responsible for.

Those who were lucky became the advance army that could set off directly, and those who were unlucky became the reserve team that was useless nine times out of ten.

A little bit more of it becomes a backup battery to maintain the portal.

And the battery unit also accounts for the lion's share.

People have worked hard to come over, and naturally it is impossible to be a spare battery willingly.

Although there is also merit when the battery, but how much money can this kind of merit give them?

They want to go in and fight more, and they want to make more extra money.

So at this time, some small contradictions are happening in the motley army.

For example, your power is relatively small, his power is relatively large, and you are lucky to draw the qualification of the advance army, and he is unfortunately drawn to the status of the logistics force.

At this time, he will naturally come over and have a gentle talk with you.

"You let me go! Loosen! ”

"Why rob me of something! This is my thing! ”

"Fart! In my hands, it's mine! You let me go! Otherwise, I'm in a hurry! I'm so hard that I bite myself, I'll tell you! ”

The two lords were grabbing each other, and the item they were fighting for was an advance army token.

And next to these two lords, there is also a lord.

It's just that the strength of this lord is a little weak, and at this time he has been knocked down by someone, and there is a logistics unit token thrown next to him.

By the way, what those two guys grabbed in their hands was originally his.

The chaotic scene in the miscellaneous army, Gu Erdan didn't care, and he wouldn't care if he cared.

It's also a good thing to let them sift through it on their own first, after all, maintaining the teleportation array requires a huge amount of energy, and there is not one in ten armies that can pass through.

For the weaker forces, it would be more beneficial for him to stay here and act as an energy source.

At this time, Gu Erdan was busy with his own business, that is, to do pre-war mobilization.

The generals and legion commanders gathered together, and Gu Erdan was giving them a lecture in a serious manner.

Distributing the pictures in his hands to everyone, Gu Erdan kept slapping the table, giving them vaccinations again and again.

"Remember! Show me what's going on when you get in! Remember what I just told you! If you come across a group wearing power armor! A strong man with a chainsaw gun! Don't hesitate to give it to me directly............"

"For Your Majesty's sake, him!"

Before Gu Erdan could finish speaking, the self-destructing general below suddenly shouted with a bone hammer.

And his voice instantly resonated with the generals and legion commanders around him.

A ghost cry and wolf howl erupted in the crowd, and the angry Gu Erdan almost didn't throw his head over.

"Who do you want to! I've repeated it a few times, don't fight them! And aren't you kid in charge of logistics! Who allowed you to come over for the meeting! You will only make ends meet, you know! Go back and move your supplies! ”

Carry the diminutive self-destructing general and throw him aside to prevent this kid from disturbing himself.

Gu Erdan, who returned to the table, once again showed a serious expression.

"When you meet the Zerg, you will decide! Think twice when you encounter psionic energy! Magic can be touched! Don't expect to win! If you go in and find a group of people scurrying around with flying swords! Then let's just close the door and come back! If only let me know who is going to rush up regardless of leading people! You consciously accompany Wolklas to guard the gate! Do you understand? ”

"Yes!"

The undead generals replied very decisively, but Gu Erdan recalled the IQ of this group of guys, and always felt that there was no score in his heart.

"Forget it, the undead are supposed to feed the war by fighting, and it's a big deal to lose some manpower, anyway, let the ragtag army go up to explore the way first! To die is to die them! Let's go! ”

With an order, the large army was ready to go.

And the portal in front of him also quickly emerged with black mist, gradually turning into a teleportation channel.

It is not for nothing that Gu Erdan dares to directly bring people in, these four planes are the targets of the invasion of the God of the Dead.

How can there be any top masters in a world that can be pressed and beaten by a defeated man?

After all, if you really encounter a group of bigwigs who drive space battleships, I'm afraid they won't be able to wait for Gu Erdan and the God of the Dead to play with their lives, and the other party will be directly washed by the opponent's Star Destroyer Cannon.

"Grab military merit!"

As the portal was completely condensed, I don't know who suddenly shouted.

The next moment, the ragtag army, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed in with their weapons and howling.

Looking at the army that rushed into the portal like a tide, Gu Erdan stood in place with his hands on his shoulders, still holding his head in his hands.

And next to him, General Shenwei, who had already been beaten, was very depressed, and General Wolong, who had also been beaten, looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

After forcibly controlling the behavior of this group of second goods preparing to lead people to rush in, Gu Erdan looked at the watch in his hand and began to calculate the time silently.

He was going to wait for a few hours, if there were no special circumstances after a few hours, such as the large army in the past being taken away by a tactical nuclear bomb, or being killed by some immortal cultivator as a demon and monster in a second, then he was leading people to march.

While Gu Erdan was waiting here, the natives who were far away from the other plane were also fighting desperately at this time.

It's just that they are not fighting foreigners, but they are engaged in a fierce infighting.

This plane is also the level of the Middle Ages, but it is not a normal Middle Ages, but a magical world.

It's just that compared to the hodgepodge world that Gu Erdan once hadg, the water in this world is much shallower.

The foreign race was basically wiped out, and the masters of the clan were forcibly besieged and killed by the human army.

Even if some of them aren't dead, they're just lingering.

As for the human forces that are fighting at this time, it is two human countries that are fighting for territory.

The two sides are fighting inextricably at the moment, and heavy infantry, heavy cavalry, and even special forces have been sent to the battlefield.

And on the battlefield, there is one unit that shines the brightest.

They push old two-wheeled guns and are conducting long-range covered strikes.

It's just that the shells shot out of their barrels actually shimmered with crystal light, and the whole was in the shape of a pillar of light.

After landing, it doesn't spread into a lot of thunder! It's a monstrous flame! Some can freeze people into ice!

Every time a cannon goes down, it can take the lives of a large number of soldiers.

Crystal Cannon! The magic black technology developed by this plane!

The two sides on the battlefield are not at the same level, and the combat power of the soldiers is almost the same, but the power of the long-range strike artillery has become the last bargaining chip that overwhelms the scale.

The soldiers in red armor were retreating one after another, but the regiment in blue armor did not rush to pursue, but gradually pressed up with the artillery corps as the center.

Guarding the artillery corps was a phalanx of spearmen armed with spears several meters long!

In the face of such a defensive legion, even if you want to force your way through with cavalry, it is absolutely impossible.