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Chapter 288 Heavy Armored Dwarf Wall

And in Grian Continent, apart from Cattail City, there is no semicolon that uses battery wave communication.

The clear electromagnetic environment of the Grynn world endowed Cattail City's telegraph system with an ultra-long signal transmission distance.

It is precisely this that endows Cattail City's telegraph system with excellent performance and makes ultra-long-distance communication possible.

That night, many soldiers retreated to rest behind a small sand dune at a certain distance, and Feng Yu led a small pair of demon hunting gun fighters in ambush behind the position, waiting for the undead magister who came to revive the corpse.

But it is a pity that he waited for a group of unique animals in the desert instead of waiting for the undead magister after freezing in the desert for a whole night guarding a large corpse.

These animals, attracted by sausages, devoured a symphony of eating in the desert, which made Feng Yu and the remaining soldiers extremely cold, and finally retreated a long distance, and there was no such thing in their ears. The human brain makes up the creepy and disgusting sound.

The first light of dawn, accompanied by Feng Yu's miserable sigh: "It's too difficult!"

In contrast to them, Dempsey, who smiled and got out of the tent, happily drank the porridge made by Nitiya, and the soldiers who rushed over to replace them.

The little apprentice Marshall brought Feng Yu and the others a big marching pot of food, but Feng Yu and the others had no appetite at all, so they took a few sips of water and got into the tent to catch up on sleep.

"What's going on here?"

"Leader, don't mention it. Last night, many animals ate in the corpses below, and the sound... vomit~"

The soldiers in ambush ran away, leaving Marshall and the soldiers who had slept well last night looking at each other.

"It deserves it. With my father around, the magister can still cast spells. I don't know what he thinks!" Nidia complained about Feng Yu, a magician.

Dempsey smiled and didn't answer this question, but looked at the tent and said, "Don't tell me, the tent you made is good, and it can also prevent moisture and heat insulation. I slept all night, and I didn't feel any moisture from the desert. , warm.

Is your name Marshall? "

"Yes, master, my name is Marshall Qingjin, and I am a student of Teacher Darren."

"The head of the second regiment of Cattail City Iron Army." Nidia added on the sidelines.

Dempsey nodded: "Well, he's a good young man, better than that dark-faced Herbert."

Marshall: "..."

Nitia said: "Headmaster Herbert has also changed a lot now, and it's completely different from when he first arrived in the Great Wasteland."

"Cattail City has changed you a lot."

At noon, Feng Yu got out of the tent, so good that he had an appetite, he added a lot of seasonings, and had a strong meal.

"In the current Golden City, there are very few undead outside, and the rest are basically concentrated in the palace, and there is no movement, which is very strange."

"It doesn't matter, let's attack the palace tomorrow and try it out. According to the level of the low-level undead we encounter now, as long as the ammunition is sufficient, these low-level undead will not pose any threat to the soldiers.

This place is too far away from Cattail City, otherwise I would want to bring the soldiers here in turn to train. These low-level undead are simply the best moving targets, and it is perfect for the soldiers to adapt to the battlefield. "

The battle is not difficult, and there is a great magister in the formation, which is a good place to start military training, but unfortunately the distance is too far, and it is too troublesome to transport materials and personnel back and forth.

Before the evening of the next day, the Dali Kun series airship returned to their temporary camp in the southwest of the Golden City. Before the airship landed, Dick opened the hatch and jumped out, shouting loudly, "Where's Brother Darren? "

Feng Yu held the jug and shook it in his hand. The splashing sound of water immediately attracted Dick's attention. Of course, he was not sensitive to the sound of water, but to the sound of the wine in the jug.

The yellow sand was very soft, but Dick was carrying a seemingly heavy package, half of which would sink in every step he took. Coupled with the short and thick legs of the dwarf, Dick started yelling when he walked halfway.

"Why are you here?"

Dick untied the backpack behind him and threw it on the ground. The yellow sand splashed by the backpack splashed, and there was a sound of iron clashing.

"Brother Darren, you don't know this, what is the best unit to stop the sea of ​​undead composed of low-level undead?"

Dick pointed at himself with a thumbs up, and said to himself, "That must be our dwarf's heavy armored warrior.

Our heavy-armored warriors wear full-body sealed heavy armor, and when they perform lower-level cuts on the crowd of low-level undead, it can not only cut off the legs and feet of the undead, making them incapacitated, but also can not destroy the fire of the soul of the undead, so that they can't move. The state of action cannot die.

This time you only brought long-range attack warriors, but it is best to cooperate with dwarf warriors to eliminate low-level undead.

So I brought my men, all the best dwarven armored warriors, in full armor. "

Dick said and patted his chest: "Without shields, we are shields; without walls, we are walls."

What Dick said was righteous, but the jug dangling around his waist ruined his majestic and upright image. When Feng Yu heard the voice, one of the three jugs was empty.

Feng Yu smiled and led Dick over the line, and walked around the piece of bacon below.

Dick's overwhelmed face slowly turned pale, his throat moved unconsciously, and after a while, he ran to the side to contribute stomach acid to the desert.

Comfortable, when people feel uncomfortable, seeing others feel even more uncomfortable, it really makes me feel much more comfortable.

The arrogance Dick said, the patriarch Dick really has such arrogance, but he is not a dwarf who has experienced a large-scale war after all.

As for what he said about the dwarves restraining the undead, it is probably a legend of the dwarves, and it is not what he saw in their dwarf records, because Master Dick doesn't like literature, and the text knows him, but he doesn't understand the text.

In order for the dozens of dwarves who came with the ammunition to avoid any problems in tomorrow's battle, Feng Yu asked Marshall to organize them to walk through the area where the meat is dried.

Feng Yu re-entered the Golden City by surveying the terrain, and attracted some low-level undead back, teaching the dwarves a very vivid lesson.

"Patriarch Tonghammer, there are at least tens of thousands of such guys in the Golden City. Are you sure you want to be our city wall?"

Feng Yu teased Dick with a smile. At this moment, Dick had a pale face, which was the image he always had after being violently induced to vomit while drunk.

"No problem, these guys can't hurt dwarves protected by heavy armor."

Ike didn't fall down, but held on.

"That's good, let's attack the imperial city tomorrow and clean up the undead in the city. By the way, is Cattail City okay?"

(End of this chapter)