It went unexpectedly well, there were no chasing soldiers like a sea, and no sharp arrows like rain came. It's been three days, and even the Scout Beast hasn't searched the sky.

The vast blue sky, the endless wild grassland, riding beasts galloping, singing loudly, like caged birds and beasts, breaking free from the cage and soaring into the sky.

The marching procession, which stretched for dozens of miles, marched through the vast grassland, startling the Cranepemouth Beasts from time to time.

A crossbow arrow is fired, and the Cranebill falls off through its wings. From time to time, crossbow arrows were shot out during the march, and all kinds of birds and beasts fell into bad luck, and they were shot down one by one, which became a meal for the fairy soldiers.

Because he was worried that the pursuers would come from the sky, there was a metal basket made of red copper on both sides of the war beast, fixed with battle armor, and the arrows in the basket were facing outward, and each fixed a war crossbow, which could shoot at about 180 degrees, and transformed 500 war beasts in advance.

Because of the loss of the poisonous dragon acid bomb, each immortal soldier was given a jade slab, which could be put on his head at a critical moment, and he did an experiment in the past few days, and each double-headed Meiqila beast could only spit out thirty bullets a day, and then vomit and die.

And it takes sixty rounds to poison a war beast, and so on at least 60,000 double-headed Mechira beasts can be dispatched to poison the 30,000 war beasts here. When I finish transforming the five thousand war beasts, I will have ten thousand sharp arrows that shoot into the sky, and they will be in waves, and we will see who will retreat first.

A month later, the transformation of 5,000 war beasts was completed, and no air raids came. Wang Qiang wondered if he had guessed wrong, it was the ground troops that were dispatched, but as long as the crossbow was slightly flattened, it was also a sharp weapon for shooting war beasts.

It's not that they don't pursue, Wang Qiang them, it's the Wind God Fortress that ushered in, a great attack of the orc tribe once in a thousand years. In the past, they used to rush to the fortress of the god of wind in a swarm, and then they were defeated and retreated. The key to every victory is to grind out the strength of the orc tribe day by day, large and small, hundreds of dark castles. Because the bunker is small but difficult to gnaw, it can only be gnawed without ten times the number of troops, and the casualties are more than five times that of the defenders.

This time it was completely different, the orcs suddenly knew how to fight overnight and knew how to use the art of war.

For example, if there are two hidden forts end to end, if you attack one, the other will definitely send troops to help, so that the orcs will suffer from the enemy on their backs, and they will be defeated.

Now they first sent the main force to storm for a day, leaving a small number of troops that night, and their main force rushed to another bunker overnight, because they got the news that day, they sent troops to the rescue, and when they arrived in the early morning, they found that it was an empty camp. It was too late to return, and the orcs had already breached the bunker.

The purpose of the orcs is to kill and injure the defenders, just to knock out the strategic support point of the immortal army. Give a bunch of staff officers a headache. You say that if you don't help, the orcs will slowly use long-range firepower to dissipate the formation energy, because in the continuous attack, they can't absorb the void energy, so it will be broken in a few days.

Send troops, if there are fewer out, they will be eaten, and if they come out, the dark fort will be breached. Grab a few staff officers who don't have much hair.

Of course, the rebellion of the death battalion has been dealt with, and the whole army has issued a wanted warrant, and no troops will be sent to chase and kill it for the time being, but there is a shortage of war materials for half of the army for a year, and someone must carry the black pot.

The fat immortal officer and Zhang Yang, the director of the third division of the General Staff, were not too big or too small, and the general approved and burned them to death in the immortal furnace, and listened to the screaming radio in the barracks for a month.