Chapter 494 Politics and Management
Chapter 410 Blossoms of Blood
Author: Battle Pig
Chapter 410 Blossoms of Blood
The Caledor Corps came to Chapepecus according to the scheduled plan, where it has been rebuilt four years ago.
, Continue to transport resources and troops to the city of the west.
Emrek on the back of Mariius squinted his eyes to observe the area. The faint blood and stench emerged from the land, entering the nostrils, causing the brain to be excited.
The blood of the rats ...
Imerick knows that breath. Even if he has never really encountered rats in his life in more than 200 years, it still symbolizes what the breath symbolizes.
Only the blood of the rats can satisfy the soul of the hunger forever. It has nothing to do with whether the blood has a unique power.
mission.
Only the blood of the rats can restrain the hungry killing.
Or do you complete it ...
As a warrior that he has been advertised as the most examples of Kaldo as a model, Emrek did not intend to participate in the war experience in the war, and the desire to surrender to his heart.
The cocoa of the team charge is relatively small.
Kask a few ugly plague priests, and use Jiqi as the Nigrich as the prince of the Persylan clan.
"Repair for one night, and then march directly to the city of the sky!" Imerick did not hesitate to reach the move instructions in the east. There was no extra tactical arrangement.
Kill.
If the so -called large horn rats are incarnate -leap lords, Emrek does not mind trying to try those big mice and the demon princes in the great jihad.
The Legion has revisited the materials one after another to prepare for the opening of tomorrow. The dragon is a group in four and flying towards the jungle. At the same time as the investigation unit
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But compared to the easier atmosphere of Chaperto, the city of the sky seems extremely dignified.
The rats are already crazy, and countless rat people are encouraging the east of the priests, attacked towards the towering city walls, and seem to be intended to pile up a physical siege tower with a corpse to break through the Sotigo sect and the Kaldo pioneer to protect them together.
City.
"The entire army pays attention, the plague is coming!" Lascore, who was responsible for guarding the city's castle, looked up, watching the torrents of dozens of plague flying in the distance, and immediately reminded the soldiers to enter the bunker.
The potential of the rats has been manifested without concealment in four years. The two sides launched a long tug -of -war around the city of the sky. The blood became a river.
The Sotor sects bless a large number of spiritual lizards and lizards. Those soldiers who are still ligated by the madness are undoubtedly for the war. The more blood flows, the stronger the combat power.
Increase, the power of the city of the sky is increasing.
But even so, many rat people still bypass that place and arrive at the Dalin Sea in the central region.
Laskor can't remember how many rat people have killed. Those upright rodents are very demanded than insects in the jungle. After a wave of death, the next day, more waves appeared in swimming.
The plague was smashed to the ground, and the ground was corroded to make the ground. The sandbags of the buffer were splashed with a little thick juice. Soon there was vulnerabilities of different sizes. A large amount of flow sand flowed out of it.
"Heavy weapon group, ready to shoot!" Laskor revealed his head from the bunker and found that a large number of rats were impacted towards the stronghold. Compared with the rat people they met four years ago, the mouse people were obviously more sick.
The red light in the eyes has disappeared, turning into a red pupil, holding the weapons that I don't know how many times I have been recovered, and obeying a kind of beastly sprint in the battlefield.
After the plague lord Nigric found that the enemy could not infect the plague, as the most proficient creature in the world, he chose to use the fatal power to mistake the compatriots.
The rats born of the plague have become suicide teams. At the same time, they are extremely strong. After death, will it emit a special fragrance and make the original crazy team more angry.
The heavy weapon team lifted the guy. The two stout iron pipes with a length of five meters in length were placed in the sandbag. There was a tube behind the cylindrical pillar.
A weapon that is particularly used for wrong -fighting rats, in the knowledge of Nu'n engineers, high -quality devices produced by the Walt Ivil, and a little insignificant magic blessing east, were sent to the front line.
A fifty -meter flame column is sprayed from the iron pipe. The orange -yellow flame is enough to burn the rats with the body with the soul into ashes together.
The pain that has long lost.
"Damn mouse, die, let's die!" The strong man who operated the fireplace made a laugh. Except for the insulation layer on the right, there was a layer of leather armor as protection.
Those souls who are suppressed in the northern frozen soil in the north of the old world show the violentness without covering up, and there are the most afraid of death.
You can lose confidence in war criminal equipment that can burn himself into ashes.
More than a dozen fire pillars were sprayed out of each stronghold, and when they followed, could it be a special grenade.
As a centurion, Laskor has already pulled out the grenade launcher on the waist. Those big babies are much more powerful than the crossbow. You can send a few rats in the sky when you need it.
Throwing the grenade with legs, there will be a mother gun to insist on using bow and arrows.
The roar of the musket, the sound of explosion, the flames of the flames were blown by the wind, the scolding of the soldiers, everything in the battlefield can be found here, but if there is no, whether it should be a mournful mouse generation voice.
In the thousands of rats, it became ashes, and whether swimming turned into fragments in the bomb, but whether everything made the rats behind can go further.
"Damn, how much are those rat people." Laskor stuffed the grenade into the transmitter, and planned to let the mouse people experience the mouse people well.
But Mazov immediately held his head and asked him to return to the bunker.
A rapid darts flew into black spots from the back of the head, and tied deep on the wall of the stronghold. The iron tail was trembling slightly, indicating that the thrower's strength was very very powerful.
Following the dart, whether a large number of iron projectiles flying from the back of the flame column flying is densely flying from the arc in the sky, and the soldiers in the bunker's protection are in.
Heavy weapons soldiers who lack armor protection have been smashed into blood people, and those suddenly emerging iron projectiles have caused changes in the battlefield.
Chapter completed!