"Phew! This pile of rotten meat is disgusting to me, how can a good gnoll mutate like this? It's almost the choice of the Nurgle God, this taste! It's so disgusting to even burn! ”

As dawn approached, the forty or so surviving players lit a fire outside the halfling factory, which had been cleaned up, and dragged the gnolls' corpses to burn them, including the Filthy Overseer who had been killed by Captain Qu and Captain Mia, and doused a lot of oil on it and lit it with incendiary bombs.

The flames burst into flames.

It didn't look like the burning of corpses at all, but rather like a pile of dry wood that was already hungry for flames, and as the flames boiled, strange gray fly ash fluttered around, releasing an even more disgusting smell that made the halflings and human slaves who had been released from the factory feel like they were in a world away for a while.

In fact, the players didn't want to be so troublesome, anyway, the town was about to be flattened by bombing, and there was no problem with throwing these corpses there, but Brother Qu had already understood the danger of these depraved things from the "chaos" of wolfberries just now.

He asks players to incinerate the corpses of the gnolls and not leave them on the battlefield, lest there be a large-scale transformation of the "people of chaos" in the future.

The players complained about the extra work, but soon they were rejoicing as the rescued slaves took them to open the arsenal that the Gnolls had prepared for the frontline war.

In addition to a staggering amount of explosives, they also seized some bizarre firearms.

In this warehouse, Brother Qu picked up a strange musket with a caliber large enough for a child to put his fist in, this thing was more like a grenade launcher than a gun, but it did have all the construction of a firearm.

However, it fires a special engineering bomb.

Instead of a firing pin, this thing has a spring, which can be fired within 100 meters by loading charge and trigger release, which amazes Lao Qu and other shooters, isn't this the principle of the most primitive grenade launcher?

The Gnoll can actually make this thing!

Did those barbarians suddenly open their minds?

After asking, I found out that it was not designed by the jackals.

"It's our mechanical engineers who designed the firearms for the Gnolls, and they call them 'Fire Fangs.'"

A halfling engineer with a bruised nose and swollen face who had been starved after a long period of work said with a look of shame:

"We really don't want to help the abuse, we don't want to put our engineering skills to war to work, but those damn gnolls threaten us with our families and compatriots.

They take us to another town and threaten us to design simple and useful firearms for them.

At first we were unwilling, but the bastards slaughtered one town in front of us, and then took us to the second town, and we couldn't kill ourselves, saying that if we didn't work honestly, we would continue to kill until we killed everyone in Genoa.

Woo woo. It's all our fault."

The engineer covered his face and wept loudly, causing the halflings around him to bow their heads, and they felt the same guilt as the weeping man in addition to fear, and they had a "credit" for the strange weapon designs in front of them.

"It's not your fault, I can only say that you were protected too well before, and your understanding of the world is still in the fairy tale stage, unfortunately, for the villains who decide to do bad things in their hearts, they have too many ways to force you to obey if they abandon the bottom line."

Lao Qu sighed, threw the fire tooth launcher in his hand to a new person behind him, who was elated with a surprised face, shouted "Brother Qu is righteous" and ran out with the new weapon he got to show off.

Brother Qu pursed his lips, glanced at the weapons stacked next to him and knew that these things were enough for the newcomers, so he focused on the halfling mechanic and asked:

"In addition to grenade launchers, what other weapons did you design for the gnolls?"

"There are also knapsack flamethrowers and mine throwers, which have forced us to modify our original sophisticated explosives, removing most of the safety devices and overcharging, making them simple and dangerous."

The engineer sobbed:

"This is just one of a dozen factories they have occupied, and there are many captives like us who are working day and night to help them make these murderous weapons.

Help us, please!

Help us!

We simply can't on our own. Oh my God, this is horrible. ”

"Calm down, man, we're here to help."

Brother Qu squatted down and said to the crying halfling engineer in front of him:

"We know that there is a secret subway under the factory that leads to the port of Chardo, and we will soon be there to support you in the defense of the city, but until that city is saved, none of the supporters will be able to spare people like you.

You can follow us back to the port of Chardo, or you can go to the territory of the shield dwarves to rest first.

You guys look terrible and really need a good rest. ”

"Or there's a third option!"

Captain Mia, who was standing beside Lao Qu, suddenly spoke:

"Instead of begging others to save your fellow human beings from suffering, why not do it yourself? It is better to ask for others than for yourself, and don't forget that you are also human beings. ”

She took her rifle from her waist, loaded it with a click, spun it around, held the barrel and handed it to the halfling engineer wiping tears in front of her, she said in a calm tone:

"You were reluctant to make weapons, and now that you have blood on your hands, you should go to the other extreme rather than be bound by the dogmas of the past. The destructive power of your engineering knowledge once applied to war is staggering, and now you have more than enough reason to set foot on the battlefield.

We can save halflings once, but we can't save you every time."

"That's it! People have to learn to rely on themselves! ”

The old lady Mao Rabbit beside Captain Mia crossed her waist and said:

"My mother looks down on weak men who can only cry when they encounter things, shut up for me! Your crying voice is so ugly, but maybe your broken gong voice is good for a war cry, and I guess the kobold will be scared to death by you. ”

"They are civilians"

The dog beside the rabbit looked at the frightened halflings and local humans with some unbearable.

These people are miserable enough, and forcing them to go to the battlefield is simply killing them, but before the words are finished, Mao Rabbit replied:

"We used to be civilians, but now it's not easy to kill gnolls? There is always a first time for this kind of thing, the second time I am familiar with it, the third time I like it, and I feel uncomfortable until the last day when I don't fight.

Anyway, I'll leave it here.

If the halflings themselves don't change, even if they survive this time, the next disaster will definitely destroy them.

Their biggest problem is not to be a pacifist, but to be a pacifist in an era of chaos and a time of disaster, the world is rotten, and it simply cannot tolerate this kind of white lotus. ”

"That's it!"

The old song accentuated the voice, interrupting the more and more unceremonious comments of the pungent Mao Tu.

He looked at the halfling in front of him and said:

"Our dwarven friends are going to occupy this factory to maintain the important strategic point of the underground metro station, where you can continue to work, but this time not to produce weapons for the gnolls, but to make supplies for the warriors who are still fighting to sustain them in the fight.

I've got a few weapon drawings here, and I'll draw them for you to see if I can make them. ”

Lao Qu stood up, entered the forum next to him to discuss with Qin Ye, and after a few minutes, he copied a weapon drawing from the forum and handed it to the tired halfling technicians, well, maybe they should be called war technicians now.

"The structure of this thing. It's weird. ”

The skinny technician analyzed the drawings in front of him, and he said with some hesitation:

"The equipment in this factory can make this kind of firearm, but the production is not too high, and there are matching pointed bullets, which we don't have the technology."

"It doesn't matter, Translasia will supply bullets, you just need to make this weapon, the more the better, the faster the better."

Lao Qu's eyes lit up and said:

"This is the next generation of firearms blueprints for the Transllancian People's Army, the new generation of rifles that our war engineers have built for victory, and the more you make, the more our warriors will be able to use them to kill more gnolls and rescue more halflings.

It doesn't matter if you can't go to battle in person, your skills can bring more miracles to victory.

Let's discuss it for yourself.

Unlike the Gnolls, we will not force you, but this drawing cannot be leaked, and if you agree to make weapons, you will swear to join Translasia, and you will go back with us after the war. ”

"We."

The engineer hesitated, and said:

"Let's talk about it."

Lao Qu nodded, turned around and led the players away, the sharp-eyed dog just saw the deconstruction on the drawing, and he whispered:

"Brother Qu, why does that thing look so much like the classic Bobosha?"

"Because it's Bobosha."

Lao Qu rolled his eyes and said:

"I copied it 1:1 from the forum, our arsenal is already preparing for mass production of this real weapon to replace the blood vulture claw in our current hands, and it turns out that Stern is Stern, even in the magical world, this thing has a lot of problems.

After all, this thing is just a special product of a special time, and now that Transencia has eased up, it's time to replace it with a real weapon of war.

The best thing is that the barrel of the imitation Mosin Nagant has been made a lot, and it can be directly reused on the new gun, and there is no need to open a separate production line. ”

"Holy! Awesome! ”

The dog suddenly became excited, and he said:

"But didn't it say that there were not enough resources and that the production line had all the problems? Why did you suddenly start to burst production capacity? ”

"Hey, Hogg's Gnoll Kingdom will be our biggest resource supplier in the future, as for the production line. Alas, the craftsmanship of other professionals must be much better than that of Brother Loyalty's group of guys who play tickets. ”

Brother Qu complained:

"Where have you been, a small arms will make you so happy, and if I tell you that those professionals are already preparing to build planes near the ancestral woodlands, you will not be happy to fly?"

"What? Plane? ”

The dog widened his eyes and said:

"Chubby kind?"

This question completely left the old song speechless, this dog really dares to think, and it's a fat girl, the rear experts can make the P-51 kind of World War II aircraft before the next war, even if it is a big hanging, besides, the pilot is also a problem.

But fortunately, the most difficult period for Translancia has passed, and the next road is definitely better and better.

"Brother Qu! Captain Yara has opened the door to the underground subway station, come on! This mechanical-style subway is fucking powerful, it's very similar to the one under Stormwind, and it can even transport dragoons there! Come and take pictures, maybe you can open a live broadcast for the brothers. ”

——

"The downdoers of the Shining Gold have opened the hidden subway line, and they are preparing to depart, which is expected to reach the mountains near Port Chardo in three hours."

Maxim walked quickly to Murphy's side and whispered to him:

"In addition, Adele has also confirmed the true identity of Captain Yara through the relationship of the Thorn Clan, who is a senior member of the Thieves' Guild, and this time it is indeed ordered to lurk in the Perfect Shipping Company to find out our truth."

"Oh, to put it simply, I guess that guy is going for the gold-burning smuggling business that Old Flywheel and Mrs. Taylor have opened up in private."

Murphy sneered and said:

"The Steam Lords have done a good job of intelligence, the only problem is that it is not used in the right way, but this is not a problem, this unwarranted disaster is enough to teach them the correct use of the power in their hands.

When the warriors have all disembarked, you and Lao Qin will take our warriors to the front, and I will follow Captain Paula to visit the Steam Lords and join you after obtaining the right of way for the Creation Guards. ”

"Yes, master."

Maxim nodded and said:

"I'll go now!"

"Pay attention to safety, these bone-biting jackals have a big problem, those subspace forces are too filthy, don't go up to melee if you can solve them remotely."

Murphy reminded:

"By the way, send me a message to Lord Pa Ying's position, and I'll visit him later."

"Hmm."

Maxim answered and left the airship landing site outside the port of Chardo.

It was supposed to be a residential area, but it has been temporarily requisitioned and converted into a super military camp.

Murphy saw mercenaries from all over the barracks, as well as the battle flags of the Plantagenet Kingdom and the Wolf Poison Clan, and in the outermost part he saw the banner of the Elven Kingdom, and in another place there was the banner of the Songhai Empire.

The little port of Chardo is now really a gathering of heroes.

"Governor Murphy, it's all done, the Steam Lords are waiting for you."

Captain Paula rushed over in a small civilian walker and reported good news to Murphy, and the vampire lord nodded, glanced back at Paula sitting on the walker, and invited him to get in the car with a "old Si Ji" expression.

But Murphy hesitated.

First, the model of this "car" is for halflings, small and exquisite, although he can sit in it, it looks nondescript.

Second, this thing is a convertible, and in the environment of the barracks, Murphy is really afraid that he will go out in the car and encounter a neurotic gunman who has already been ambushed, or be hit and killed by a demoralized fugitive halfling soldier driving a walking machine.

Well, although these two probabilities are relatively small, we all know that it is definitely not zero.

"I'd better fly over."

Murphy thought for a few seconds and shook his head and said:

"It's not that I don't trust your vehicles, it's that I'm flying faster."

"Hey, lead the way on the ground."

Captain Paula pursed her lips, how could she not see the strange refusal of Governor Murphy as shrewd?

But this was no longer the time to talk about that, and she pedaled the civilian walker to take a four-legged stride, while Murphy spread his massive wings and flew into the sky, following Paula towards where the Steam Lords were, looking around from above.

He wanted to see what was going on in Port Chardo right now.

But soon, Murphy saw a tall figure standing on the wall in the distance, who was whispering to other vampires in the dark night when dawn was approaching, and from the battle flags raised by those beside him, Murphy could tell that the tall creature was the Grand Duke of the Wolf Venom Clan, Old Edward.

A true ancient.

Murphy looked at him and pondered whether to go up to say hello, but in the next second, a familiar shock erupted in front of his eyes, and under the surprise, Murphy's entire mind was pulled into the resonance of ancient memories.

Murphy lost control of his body in the air and fell, his heart filled with horror and rage.

Angry that his previous bad premonition was correct, he really shouldn't have acted alone in this martial law city, although he didn't encounter a neurotic gunman or a rout in a car, but he suffered a more damn crash.

And the shock is.

Old Edward obviously didn't go to the Swamp Forbidden Land to complete the candidate binding to activate the ancient memories, but he was still able to resonate with Murphy's memories, which can only explain a terrible truth.

Archduke Edward Spencer Gangero, the oldest of the bloodlines besides Lord Pa Ying, the one who experienced the Golden Age.

He didn't have amnesia at all!

This guy remembers everything.

Scald!

(End of chapter)