Luke Bach lurks in the snow. As an nruke, he does not adapt to the humid and cold climate of the eastern mountains, but at this time, he must force himself to be quiet.
The sea people''s army is outside. The Invisibility spell may deceive their eyes, but it may not deceive their ears. Moreover, Luke knows very well that these sea people keep a dog and beast with a sensitive sense of smell. Once found, he will be finished immediately.
He looked at the sea clan''s army walking away in the roar, which made him breathe a sigh and slowly let his tight body relax in the snow. He still moaned because of the back pain and numbness of hands and feet caused by maintaining a posture for a long time.
How did this happen?
In retrospect, Luke Bach still felt that the fall of mien a few days ago was a complete tragedy.
For several centuries, the Hai nationality has never demonstrated such a strong fighting force as it is now. After cleaning up the coastal areas, they are as powerful as bamboo and move all the way to the Pearl Gold City in vilost. The defense line organized by multiple tribes, mien, was easily defeated by the Hai nationality. Then they violently cleaned the rebellious tribes, The bloody means are better than the rumors of golden city.
But they seem to be looking for something
Feeling that his body had recovered a lot, Luke slowly stepped back and nestled in a small puddle. After observing it vigilantly for a while, he held his left arm in his right hand, endured the pain, pulled out a black bone spur from his small arm, and then inserted it on the ground.
His forearm bled a lot and melted into the muddy snow water. Soon, the puddle formed a small vortex, and the mud at the bottom twisted, gradually forming a simple spell.
The next day, it was time to spell.
Luke found himself flashing a red light, which appeared from his left arm and spread all over his body.
"All the sea people deserve to die." Luke''s face showed a common expression of excitement and consciousness. He held a dagger in his hand. He raised his head and saw one fire after another in the far direction of the army.
He began to run in the opposite direction. On the way, he saw one companion after another who showed their traces from the snow and water. They did not communicate with each other. They ran silently, and the speed was far beyond the limit that veloster human beings could reach.
"The war has lasted two years. These sea people have pulled the front from the dead sea to the west of the olgebe mountains. No matter how powerful they are, the supply system of the sea people can''t bear such pressure."
"Try to avoid their troops, attack the rear supply line and consume constantly. These sea tribes can''t stand in vilost! We will win the final victory."
Golden city made these remarks after inviting many tribal leaders some time ago, which also represented golden city''s official war against foreign sea people.
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The black wing army soon discovered the abnormality of the war. The army suffered several high-intensity attacks, a large number of supply troops were killed, traces of enemy activities appeared in the rear, and even the loss of contact of the stronghold.
As the commander of the army, Garon attached great importance to it. Through analyzing the information obtained from the intelligence, he determined that this was an organized strategic plan, and this time the enemy had supernatural forces.
If you want to capture the well-trained and well defended Black Wing stronghold, it is not something that dozens or hundreds of veloste aborigines can do.
The barracks are on emergency alert. The black wing army is of superior quality and has rich experience in dealing with supernatural forces. After all, in Aladia, the black wing clan itself belongs to supernatural monsters. Garon quickly took out various plans to deal with such forces and quickly stabilized his position.
"It''s the hunting force of the golden city." that night, ottomo took the latest information and said solemnly to the garron entrenched in the open air, "Your Highness, the golden city has joined the war. According to the aborigines loyal to us, this army is the God bless force of the golden city against the powerful alien organizations."
"It''s just that I understand the velost rules and know how to use some supernatural forces. God bless the army, oh..." Garon showed his teeth and pulled a sarcastic smile: "if this continent can use magic, we are gods."
Although his attitude was full of contempt, Garon was quite cautious in the specific combat deployment. He asked, "how strong are these guys?"
"According to the aboriginal saying, there is one warrior who can bear the blessing of God among every 100 velosters, and according to our investigation, their strength is no less than that of an adult dog, and their combat effectiveness may be stronger," commander ottomo said.
"Contact the island base, strengthen the supply force and send more defense to the stronghold." Garon thought about it and made a decision: "we continue to push forward."
"The stronger the resistance of these aborigines, the more they want to stop our pace, the more they fear." Garon continued: "the victory or defeat of a small scale has little impact on the trend of the whole war. On the positive side, no matter how hard these aborigines try, they can''t stop the torrent of steel - unless the tank has no energy."
Garon had full trust in the iron and steel forces of the black wing empire. If he could push flat, he must push flat. However, at this time, the war lizard man in black rushed directly in front of him and couldn''t wait to salute: "Your Highness, there''s an accident!"
"What?" commander ottomo rose abruptly.
The war lizard was sweating and said in a hoarse voice, "curse! There are ethnic groups in the orc department and the goblin department who are cursed. They are unconscious and trembling. The black shirt side also suffers a similar curse. The priest and caster have no ability to dispel."
Ottomo took a step back and shivered: "is it a curse or poison or epidemic?"
The war lizard squirmed his lips and didn''t speak.
Originally, there was no concept of epidemic disease in ayladia, but now through the popularization of the black wing Empire, some humans gradually learned this knowledge. However, as a monster with low IQ of war lizard, it did not know the difference between the three, but just truthfully described the situation.
"Don''t panic." Garon didn''t even get up. "Bring me a case."
Soon, a "cursed" goblin was brought in, accompanied by several spell casters, priests, and a new profession in the North - witch doctor.
"What do you find? What do you say?" Garon looked down at the painful and twitching goblins.
"According to our judgment..." said the witch doctor, "it should be some undiscovered poison."
"Where did the poison come from?" Garon asked. Poisoning the troops in ayladia is a very poor method, because it will be easily healed and dispersed by the caster and the priest, but it is feasible to implement it in velost. Garon also considered this and has been prepared. The recruited indigenous tribes will never come into contact with the food of the black wing clan, The possibility of poisoning the Empire''s own people is too low.
"In the food," said the witch doctor, "several logistics units came back with supplies after being attacked by the natives, but there was a problem with the food and water."
"Can aborigines poison in battle to this extent?"
"The natives lurking behind us can use a supernatural force called the blood curse to help," ottomo explained.
"Because of the shortage of food, the army didn''t pay much attention to the supplies that can be safely sent back. The poisoned people are ethnic groups who eat a lot today. Now more than 20 have died, all of them goblins." the war lizard reported nearby.
"How many ethnic groups are poisoned," Garon asked.
"About 4000, mainly goblins and humans, and some orcs. Dog demons and flying dragons just have physical discomfort." the war lizard returned.
"Transfer the poisoned ethnic groups, and the witch doctors will study the detoxification plan. War lizard, help me wake up his highness blakia." Garon said, "inform the camps and let the troops prepare for battle."
"Your Highness?" seeing the waiter''s black shirt leave quickly, ottomo asked, "our sentry didn''t send a warning."
"Now that you think of poisoning, do you think the enemy will have no further plans." Garon looked at him with his eyes on the forest. "Don''t underestimate your opponents. The low level of development of velost civilization doesn''t mean they are mentally retarded."