The high-ranking corpse witch in charge of the central command was killed, which directly caused this elite skeleton army to lose its command.

Although it is impossible for this corpse witch to have only one commander in the thousands of undead army, its strongest strength is naturally at the core, and without its control, it is equivalent to the hive losing the queen bee, and the remaining low-level corpse witches will not be able to restore this already chaotic undead army to a combat posture no matter how hard they try to gather the army.

The vampires who had hurried over from several nearby watchtowers had only time to clean up the battlefield.

The most difficult part has been completed by Lao Qin and his young "apprentices", and the next step is to completely eliminate the threat of this skeleton army by sniping at the low-level corpse witches.

Although the skeletons wandering here in the future will still cause big trouble to the communication line, these things should be left to the newcomers on the western front to deal with, and the right is to train the troops.

When Ah Yu led people to find the rainbow cat, this guy was squatting on the edge of a muddy water and babbling something, looking stimulated.

A few NPC soldiers next to him did not dare to step forward, as long as they approached, they would be attacked by rainbow cats.

The miserable posture on the other party means that the intensity of the battle that this guy has just experienced is far more intense than others imagined, and he is also a fucking administrator who is not good at fighting.

"Poor little bit, you probably haven't been able to sleep well these nights."

Ah Ru complained, letting the NPC minions disperse, and he himself stepped forward to greet the rainbow cat, but as soon as he got closer, the other party howled heartbreakingly, picked up his rifle and stabbed him.

But this little skill is definitely useless against a veteran player like Aru, who is deftly dodged by the vampire and punches him in the wrist.

The weapon fell to the ground, and the rainbow cat himself was pressed by Ah Ru to pull out the hand of the grenade bolt on his body.

"Hey! You sober me up. ”

Ah Ru grabbed the rainbow cat's neck and roared, and when he saw that it was useless, he shook his head and slapped it twice, which made the rainbow cat wake up from the crazy state just now.

The moment he saw Ah Ru's worried expression, he cried out with a wow, hugged Ah Ru and screamed:

"They're all dead, I'm the only one left, woo woo, they're all dead."

"I know, I know."

Ah Ru hugged him and patted this guy's back helplessly, and he whispered:

"We've had a lot of miserable battles before, and I've never seen anyone as fragile as you, alas, it's not good if this relationship is too rich.

It seems that Ling is really not suitable for such an exciting battle.

Don't cry, be strong, you'll see them in three days, and if you really feel guilty about them, come with me to clean up the battlefield.

You dozen guys are really powerful, you killed so many undead troops in one go, according to the rules of the swamp war, you can keep half of all the capture, and the remaining half must be handed over to the logistics department of the People's Army.

!

You've made a fortune.

Such a big victory will probably allow your commander to go directly from a reserve private to a corporal squad leader. But if he's playing so exquisitely, he shouldn't be a P Club player, right? ”

"Phew, Lao Qin is much more powerful than the players of P Society."

The rainbow cat wiped his tears, only then did he feel pain in his body, and he rolled on the ground with a snort, and Ah Ru had to arrange for an NPC vampire to quickly take him to the rear position for treatment.

He himself planned to go to the battlefield to see and help these powerful brothers collect the spoils of war.

However, as soon as Ah Ru took off, he heard the call of the car:

"Come to the Highlands! There's something left here. ”

"Damn, it's almost burned out with flamebursts and bombs, right? How can there be anything left? ”

Ah Ru exclaimed, flapped his wings and flew over.

The heights had long since been bombarded by flameshoots and incendiary bombs, and the terrain of the swamp was not very solid, and after the burning fire was extinguished, a pit of ashes appeared in its place.

The remains of the skeleton army burned black were littered with, and the chariot was still brandishing his staff and throwing ice rays to extinguish the flames around him.

The vampire torturer pinched his nose and pointed to the black strange thing at his feet, and he said with a look of disgust:

"This corpse witch has a background, it has been burned by incendiary bombs at such a close distance, and it is not completely dead."

“？？？ Is it so burn-resistant? ”

Ah Ru also came to be interested.

He crouched down and used his armoured left hand to lift up the monstrous skull, which had been burned to the point that it was connected to the metal, and the corpse witch's skin had long since been burned away, leaving only a black skull.

However, this skull is dotted with strange death runes, and it is probably the effect of this thing that allows it to survive Lao Qin's final attack.

But Rao is like this, this high-level corpse witch is also weakened to the extreme.

By the time Ah Ru lifted it up, the blue spirit fire lit up in the eye sockets of the black skull had weakened to the point that only the flames remained.

It stared at Aru, struggling to move its palatal bone, and asked:

"You guys. . . Who the hell are you? ”

"Are you blind, O vampire of Transnsia? We are, of course, the spearheads of the Blood Vulture Clan and the sword of Lord Murphy. ”

Ah Ru replied very procedurally.

However, the corpse witch scolded:

"Nope! You're not! You're not vampires, and they're not blood servants! I've never seen such a crazy blood servant, you're not! If the Blood Vulture Clan had such ferocious and violent Blood Servants, you would have ruled the world long ago.

Tell me!

Who the hell are you! ”

"Well, if you have to ask, then I'll tell you that we're devils from another world, summoned by Master Murphy, to turn this bullshit world upside down! We're going to burn the decaying old world and steal its ashes, then laugh and build our eternal hell on top of the burning ruins. ”

Ah Ru Zhong Er said very much:

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Otherworldly devils?"

The weak corpse witch savored the answer, and under the stunned gaze of Ah Ru and Che Che, it actually let out a sigh and said:

"I see, I see."

"You know what a!"

Ah Ru was amused.

He jokingly said:

"Don't you have enough brains? Do you believe all this nonsense? But do I think Lord Bella's thinking is normal, or is it true that you, the corpse witch, have something wrong with your brain? Tell me, who are you? ”

"Huh."

The weakened corpse witch was about to be summoned back to its lifebox and into a long hibernation, and in the moment of parting, it whispered:

"Rotem Hugh Baldwin, that's my name! Feel honored, Otherworldly Devils of Translasia, for just now you defeated General Winter Wolf."

"it!"

This answer left Ah Ru and Cheche dumbfounded.

But before they could ask more, the corpse witch's skull in his hand lost all of its psionic energy, and shattered with a click.

Obviously, Lao Qin's final attack had destroyed the corpse witch's body, and the reason why it insisted on staying here was to find out the details of these madmen, and judging from the way it reported itself when it left, this guy who called himself "Winter Wolf General" really took Ah Ru's nonsense seriously.

"I remember that the supreme commander of the Crimean Fortress, the Winter Wolf General of the Northern Yankees, was not surnamed Baldwin?"

Cheche blinked, looking at the shattered skull in Ah Ru's hand, and said:

"So this guy is his ancestor?"

"Pretty much."

Ah Ru regretted throwing away the bones in his hand.

His regret comes from the fact that he may have missed a very important side mission, but he doesn't care too much, seeing the power of aerial bombs and mortars has made Ah Ru confident that the big offensive is about to begin.

He spread his wings and levitated in the air, and said to the chariot:

"I've heard that there are a lot of powerful guys buried in the swamp, not to mention the grandfather of General Winter Wolf, maybe we can find more big people here in the future.

Walk!

Clean up the battlefield and go.

By the way, write a good report to the People's Army Military Command Department, this team is amazing! Maybe it can become our ace commando in the future.

Thanks to the timely assistance of others, we were able to avoid being embarrassed.

If this undead army is really interspersed with our positions and wraps us in dumplings, our good reputation and the results we have achieved in the early stage will be over.

Alas, Major Ron reminded us a few days ago that our battle line may be attacked if it is too long, and I didn't take it seriously with Pigeon Bo, and now it seems that there are more people from Banko who are more professional than us wild road professionals.

Anyway, we owe them a favor.

I went to Pigeon to discuss that I would give them a little compensation when they were resurrected. ”

"Well, that's as it should be."

Che Che had no objection to this, and the two of them acted quickly.

At the same time, in the office of the Blood Vulture Corridor, Murphy looked at the application form of "Uncle Qin" with a solemn face, and he realized that there was a problem with his "review work", and he actually missed such a big fish

No!

This can already be said to be the level of a "deep-sea whale shark".

"Although I don't know your specific identity, based on the professionalism you just showed and your age, I have enough reason to suspect that you have at least flowers on your shoulders."

Murphy propped his chin, covered his eyes and sighed:

"Alas, how can I, Tranthea, be there?"

"People are coming, you can't send them back, right?"

Tracy, who was next to her, watched the whole battle of the highlands collected by Refno's bird's-eye view with a shocked expression, and she propped her chin and said:

"These guys are really powerful, it seems that those battle histories on the forum are not bragging, if our warriors can reach this level, the evaluation given by the corpse witch who calls himself 'General Winter Wolf' is not excessive.

Maybe we can rule the world in the future? ”

"Hmph, you're thinking too far, aren't you?"

Murphy complained:

"Let's fight the battle now, although it has been confirmed that we will not interfere, but now this is more and more evidence that my cute little players are likely to create a miracle beyond my expectations.

I can't sit in the back anymore.

Whether it's the divination from before, or my still-unfounded worries and the current situation, I'm going to have to go to the swamp.

Even if it's just sitting there. ”

"Okay, there you go."

Tracey didn't stop this time, she took out a delicate bat pendant from her close-fitting clothing, handed it to Murphy, and said:

"It's a teleportation spell that can send you back to me when you're most in danger, it's permanently bound to my real-time coordinates, but it's a one-off. This is the culmination of all my knowledge of spatial psionic powers, and may it protect you as much as I am by your side. ”

"Okay, thank you, wife."

Murphy replied with a poor mouth, and kissed Tracey on the cheek as he took the pendant, and the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture gave him a blank look and said nothing.

Even acquiesced in the overly arrogant title.

But as Murphy got up to leave, Tracey suddenly asked:

"You don't have to worry about the repetition of the battle, I guess, you don't want to miss your first show of the 'Vampire Air Team', do you?"

"Hey, that's smart."

Murphy shrugged his shoulders and summoned his wide blood wings to flap twice, and said:

"Not only did I not want to miss it, but I even wanted to be a part of it and experience the joy of 'Vampire Bomber'.

Although the Li Mei Happy Bullet produced by the arsenal now is far from being able to ignite the swamp in terms of quality and quantity, at least this means that our force value is gradually increasing, doesn't it?

I've said that the Battle of the Swamps was a rehearsal for our Black Calamity, and I still think so.

It's not just my warriors who have to find their own fighting style on their own path to power, but the whole of Transcia needs to quickly adapt to our future fighting patterns.

Perhaps this is a way of fighting that has never been seen on this continent before, and it represents the 'advanced experience' from another world.

I had to be there for such an important moment. ”

"Hmph, sure enough, men like to 'blow up', whether it's twelve or sixty, you guys always like to destroy something to show your strength, like a bunch of boring big boys."

Tracey sneered:

"If this world is left to women to rule, it is estimated that a long-term peace will come."

"Okay."

Murphy looked back and blinked, and said:

"When I conquer the whole world, I will support you to the throne of the king of the world, my dear Trace, maybe you should choose a position for yourself to rule the world from now on, I mean, when you sit on the throne of the king of the world, you will always be amazing."

——

"Team leader, we've found something unsettling on the forum."

In Brother Zhong's office, it was time to get off work for a day of fishing, and he felt in his heart that he could finally go home on time to drink soup without being twittered by his wife, and Brother Loyalty, who was drinking wolfberry tea in a thermos cup, saw the prodigal son of the border city push the door and walk in with a solemn face.

He sat opposite Brother Zhongzhong, looked left and right, and whispered:

"There is a post on the forum detailing the whole process of the battle in the swamp heights, which was sent by a student party called 'Three Jin Sweet Potato Burn'.

His description mentions a player named 'Uncle Qin'.

The latter is said to have fought in real wars, and it was he who led the inexperienced students to successfully delay the onslaught of the Necro army.

I think we should focus on this Uncle Qin, and if we can, we should make a separate file for him!

After all, there are not too many guys with military experience who can lead people to fight back in the country, maybe it is an external force. Well? Why do you have this kind of kicked look on your face? ”

Brother Prodigal looked at Brother Loyal in surprise who almost squirted out the wolfberry tea in his mouth with a painful face, the latter waved his hand and said in a gentle tone:

"No, there's no need to check, that guy's identity is fine, I promise."

"Oh?"

The prodigal brother blinked his eyes and said:

"So, it's someone from the fraternal department? On the side of the army? ”

"Well, almost, anyway, don't look it up, just act like there's no such person in the game, he doesn't care about anything, but if he takes the initiative to ask for help, he must tell me as soon as possible."

Brother Zhongzhong rubbed his neck, which was a little sore from accidentally swallowing too many wolfberries just now, and said:

"Let's go get ready for work if we don't have anything to do, next week there will be a few civilians in our group who can enter the game, you take them and then hand over the management of the 'Hymn of Loyalty' guild to them."

We can't take a stronghold, but we have to prepare for the future. ”

"Well, I'll do it."

Brother Prodigal got up to leave, and at the moment the door closed, Brother Loyal let out a sigh of relief, took out his mobile phone, flipped out the contact list, and flipped to the "old boss" column.

But I hesitated for a long time and didn't call out.

People said before that Brother Zhong was not allowed to look for it, but this old man, as the head of his confidential department, didn't understand the basic principles of secret work at all, why did you give everyone such a big job as soon as you entered the game?

Could it really be that some old men who pull the wind are like fireflies in the dark, so bright and outstanding, no matter where you go, you can't hide your turbulent heart?

Feed!

We are workers on the secret front, so you should keep a low profile!

If this continues, we might as well play with aliens with open cards, and we can't do our work at all, big guy!

"Ugh."

Brother Loyal put away his mobile phone and let out a long sigh, the old man's face was full of helplessness and pain, he glanced at the "work plan" he put on his desk, and while packing up his things and preparing to go home from work, he thought in his heart:

"Three days later, when the first incendiary bombs arrive on all fronts, these guys will start a big bombardment, and the outer defense line of the jackals is estimated to crumble in a day, and then there will be a tense siege tsk, I just don't know which lucky one will come out on top?

Alas, our logistics personnel are miserable, and we can't go to the battlefield to play big bombing, but I heard Sharon say that halflings have walking planes that specialize in combat.

When is it time to get one and stage a Gundam battlefield in Translasia.

Well!

Gangdamu is free, and who says it has to be a stupid bipedal robot? ”

He thought about leaving the unit in this way, but after a few minutes he ran back and left satisfied, carrying the helmet he had forgotten on the table in his arms.

The old husband and wife are all gone, how can they survive without this thing at night.

(End of chapter)