Lying on the bed, Rusta’s mind was full of driving scenes.

For modern people, the images that have been compressed on the operating table screen to improve transmission efficiency are undoubtedly very rough, but for Rusta, who has only played with the emulator, it has a different sense of reality.

Novelty, yet daunting.

After the instructor's explanation, Rusta finally understood what he was doing.

Alchemy golem!

It’s not the golem called “cars” they usually use to commute, but the golem that can really fight!

Of course, this is not the point, the instructor accidentally mentioned the price of the golem he operated.

"If the money for this car is exchanged for chicken legs, one per day will be enough for you to eat for two lifetimes!"

Analyzing is not Rusta’s strengths. He only knows that chicken legs are delicious, but he rarely eats them before joining the “Xiangle Thunder” Legion. His life is long. If he eats chicken legs every day, he will definitely be a hill.

A chicken leg like a hill can be exchanged for an alchemy golem!

So Rusta lost insomnia, and he wanted to figure out how many chicken legs a hill was.

Finally, I finally fell asleep, but the dreams were all about driving an alchemy golem, and those golems were all chicken legs!

In order to avoid a galloping chicken leg, Rusta slammed the direction and then smashed his whole body on the floor.

Just as Rusta was confused and wanted to climb onto the bed, the instructor suddenly kicked the door and broke in, grabbing his hand.

"You are awake!? It's so good. Come with me quickly! Some people are busy tonight!"

Rusta, who grabbed his clothes and walked around, followed the instructor to the operation table in confusion, and was told that his task was to stare at the screen and be on duty. If the undead attacked, he would operate his alchemy golem to fight.

At the beginning, Rusta was still very nervous. He stared at the dark screen and didn't dare to relax until his eyes were dry and he didn't dare to blink.

Half an hour later, Rusta finally learned the truth from someone else's mouth. He turned out to be overly nervous and had to break several lines of defense before the undead reached their defensive positions.

These new drivers came to work on night shift just in case. Those who were on duty here at real danger would have to be replaced by those old Chinese drivers.

"I just said, it's not right to give me such a precious alchemy golem after only training for a few days!"

After understanding these, Rusta first changed himself to a comfortable position, then closed his eyes and began to massage his eyes.

I just stared at the screen for a long time and was so dry.

Feeling a little more comfortable, Rusta opened his eyes, and then saw a scene on the screen that made him open his mouth wide - the overwhelming fire dragons filled the screen! The sky was reflected by the firelight, just like the daytime!

"My God! That...that...what is that!?"

The instructor who came behind Rusta suddenly spoke.

"Those are called rockets, and each tongue of flame represents a shell, the ones you used before."

Rusta turned around in surprise and stared at the dense flame tongues on the screen. He was very clear about the power of the 152mm grenade he had used. If each of those flame tongues really had that kind of terrifying power...

What other undead can survive this attack!?

…………………………

"What a hell!"

Even though the temper of the skeleton king Eric Moore was the best among the three giants of the Eternal Holy Church, he still cursed when he saw the dense and layered barbed wires appearing in front of him.

This kind of thing is simply too troublesome!

This is not a problem for high-level undead, but it is too disgusting for medium and low-level undead. It is not something that can be overcome in a short time, but it cannot be allowed to let the high-level undead throw away the large army and rush forward. They are not cannon fodder!

In addition, another important reason why the skeleton king Eric Moore was extremely disgusted with these barbed wires is that his army has always won by quantity. If only a small passage is opened on the barbed wire array, it is impossible to pass through the army. All the barbed wire positions in the entire valley must be eradicated.

This took a lot of time!

Standing in front of the barbed wire position and touching the thick horn iron standing on the ground, the skeleton king Eric Moore suddenly said loudly: "Nosriya, bring your people here! Line up along the valley, and don't worry about the others. If you encounter this kind of upright steel column, cut it off!"

The bone knight Nosriya was stunned for a moment and said, "But my cavalry is not strong enough to pull off all these wires."

"No need for you." Skeleton King Eric Moore said coldly, "Let the skeleton soldiers deal with those wires. Since wire is in the way, cover it up."

"Cover...cover!?"

Under the control of the skeleton king Eric Moore, countless low-level skeleton soldiers rushed to the barbed wire position like a tide.

After the horn iron as a support was cut off by the skeleton knight with the fighting spirit, the height of the wire mesh was only waist-length.

The front row fell on the barbed wire, and then the skeleton soldiers in the back row rushed over on the front row's body, covering a barbed wire with their bodies again.

The skeleton soldiers used their bodies to lay a white carpet for walking on the barbed wire mesh!

Although there are many holes in the carpet, and if you step on it and fall on it, you will be trampled into part of the carpet by the surging sea of ​​skeletons behind it, the skeleton king Eric Moore doesn't care!

Just a skeleton soldier, he will die. As long as he can capture Stormwind City and get the alchemy secrets of the Chinese, everything will be worth it!

However, just as Eric Moore's army was advancing forward little by little, countless flames suddenly passed through the sky, illuminating the entire sky like daytime!

The skeleton king Eric Moore, who walked here with shelling and bombing, immediately decided that it was a damn alchemy weapon!

Apart from cursing and raising a shield, the skeleton king Eric Moore had nothing else to do. He could only watch the spitting flames gradually fade into the sky, and then pieces of black dots fell into his army.

The sound of thunder is endless!

The rocket instantly covered the place where the skeleton king Eric Moore could see, and there was a sea of ​​fire both in the sky and on the ground!
Chapter completed!