unreliable adventure

The so-called army of the dead, among them, a few companies are survivors who volunteered to join the army, and most of the rest are puppets directly manipulated by Theta's will.Now that a strand of Theta's soul is gone, the whole army has inherited her will of immortality, becoming more and more firm as iron, and heading south!Go south!The direction of the army of the dead is mighty and unstoppable.I can stop one, ten, but I cannot stop such an army.

Wayne said: "Xiao Hei, can we have another ice storm?"

It's really stupid, how could a forbidden curse of the level of Ice Storm come just as it was said.Negative news also came from Wuyun Bank immediately. The balance sheets of the snow demons have been stretched to the limit. The previous ice storm-I am not in the mood to be courteous with the accountants at this time.

I turned around and asked Fierro, can Golden Wing City do something?Barriers, mazes, ghosts hitting walls, and encircling an army that lacks command, the elves should have a way, at least a little delay.

Fierro's answer was: "The board of directors is still discussing." Fierro quickly flipped his fingers and participated in the lengthy discussion of the board of directors through the Magic Crystal app.

After a long while, Fierro spoke: "Although the board of directors is very willing to provide help, the final answer is to refuse. Golden Wing City will no longer participate in any wars between the living and the dead."

The engine on the top of the mast of the Golden Wing City was re-ignited, and it was rumbling to take off.

This result after waiting for half a day?Believe it or not, I will blow your wrecked ship off!If good old Francis didn't stop me, I'd really be rolling up my sleeves and getting ready to fuck.Well, it doesn't make sense to look for the elves' bad luck at this time.

The corners of Fierro's mouth twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, I'm an elf, and I have to protect the interests of elves."

"But what does this have to do with profit? If you think it is a waste of magic crystals, I will pay you with crystal mines in the future. Are the elves really willing to watch the flames of war destroy everything?"

"The board of directors believes that if this war hits the knights hard, it will be beneficial to Golden Wing City." Fierro explained: "Theda has passed away, and her share rights have no beneficiary to inherit, and Golden Wing City's obligation to participate in the war has terminated. Board of Directors, they'd like to see this battle fought a little harder--and drive off all those fanatics in the South--so they can take the opportunity to stay away from human harassment."

"But, shares! Shouldn't the Queen's shares be inherited by Glinda? After all, they are masters and apprentices..."

"But where is Lady Glinda now?"

Well, the elf has done business for this sake, so what else can I say.

Fierro waved the magic crystal in his hand, and the chip woven four small aircraft in an instant, with golden wings raised high.He said: "Go, don't move around, just follow me and fly."

Which song is this song?

Fierro turned around and put on a flight app: "As a blue-blooded elf, I have declared a break with the Golden Wing City Board of Directors. We must stop this war. Come together?"

It is the tradition of the elves to say all the beautiful words that can be said, and to play the most handsome ones.Fierro drove the flying squad and quickly caught up with the army of the dead.But that's all. I originally thought that Fierro had a well-thought-out plan and had a clever strategy. He would definitely be able to use illusions to circle the entire army.Unexpectedly, he just shook his head, saying that there are many ways, but without the support of the main engine of Golden Wing City, everything is empty talk.

"Energy?" Wayne said, "Energy is not a problem. I, too, can make an engine for you. We can burn our hearts."

This sounds like a layman's words. Although the light spell and the magic crystal energy of the elf are similar in appearance, but the formula is completely different. If the two are used together-explode in place.

"We can bomb from the air!" Wayne continued to come up with his wild ideas: "The legendary paladins all ride griffins to fight! Although there are no griffins now, the flying machines of elves are still very handsome!"

Of course, throwing bombs from the air looks more powerful than throwing bombs on the ground. The problem is what can I use to blow up an entire army.

Francis said: "Brother Hei, I see that you have a kind of magic. Put your sword in the ground, and the whole ground will emit golden light. The dead can't get close. If you can draw a line to block their progress, or , draw a circle! Surround them..."

Francis also started to come up with bad ideas!I can't stand these two brilliant "tacticians".I urged Fierro to think of a solution quickly, and only the elf man here seemed a little more reliable, but Fierro just kept crying with a mournful face.The four talked useless nonsense, took the aircraft up and down several times, and followed far behind the army of the dead until the army suddenly stopped.

What are they going to do?The dead men felled the dead cedar trees and began to build camps and dig trenches in a frenzy.Wait, what is this place.

After 200 years of vicissitudes, time has erased all traces of mourning, but who can really forget that what remains unchanged will never change.This is exactly the ancient battlefield 200 years ago, where the paladins lost their holy light, killed each other here, and were wiped out here.

I understand that the army of the dead is camping in front of the ancient battlefield, where more bones are buried in the ground, and this is to pull up more grievous bones.

"Can't let them go any further! We stop it right here."

I took Francis' bad idea, the only way.Taking advantage of the twilight, the dead returned to the camp one after another. It was when the encirclement was the smallest. Wayne and I touched the east side and the west side. At the same time, we inserted the sword into the soil and released the consecration technique at the same time.The soil purified by the light element shone with golden light, firmly besieging the entire army camp of the dead.

"It's really a plan that doesn't care about your head." Fierro commented.

There was an explosion in the barracks, and all kinds of broken bones and broken arrows were thrown out.Francis picked up a large door shield and protected us behind it.I maintained the energy of the earth with the sword in both hands, and Wayne touched it back from the other end.

"I can survive the night, Wayne, find a place to rest quickly, and replace me tomorrow morning."

Wayne nodded and left without saying anything.

I could get through the night, but I didn't think about Francis, who was frowning and sweating on his brow.It's certainly not a problem to resist a large shield with Francis' strength, but he still has to bear the shock from the arrows and rocks, which will hurt people over time.After a while, Fierro silently took over the big shield and carried it up. Alas, with the small body of an elf man who is an addict, how long can he carry it?

Fortunately, after the second half of the night, the rain of arrows gradually thinned out. Fierro said he could survive the second half of the night, so Francis went to rest, and Francis lay down on the spot.

It was just dawn the next day, and I looked up, my God!A trebuchet was built overnight in the camp.

Fierro kicked Francis awake with his feet, put him on the shield instead, freed up his hands to manipulate the magic crystal, and with a flick of his hand, the phantoms of four large shields on the door panels were lined up in front of the formation.This kind of deception is too fake... Well, if the dead didn't notice our specific location before, there is only a one-fifth chance of hitting us. From a tactical point of view, this opportunity is still worth taking a gamble.

Then a golden light fell from the sky, smashing the wooden frame of the trebuchet to pieces.Wayne cat came trotting over, with a smile on his face, which meant that he was very powerful.

But now is not the time to be a hero!The two of us work in shifts day and night, and we can barely maintain the encirclement. If one of us is exhausted and can't return to the magic, it will fall short.I'm going to find a secluded place to return to the magic, and I'll tell Wayne to last for three hours, don't hold on, and call me with the answering bug immediately if it doesn't work.

The dead were still building new catapults persistently throughout the day, and Wayne and I took turns knocking over the catapult once more.

When I charged the encirclement that night, the other three ran out and built three simple fortifications around the camp overnight.According to Fierro's plan, Wayne and I each lay down in a simple fortification.If a fortification is targeted by a trebuchet, the people inside will evacuate immediately, and the other side can take over the baton to recharge at any time.The bulky trebuchet could not be turned easily, and this trick successfully delayed the breakout plan of the army of the dead.

It went on like this for seven days.The dead demolished the wall of the barracks and built two new catapults. Under the command of Fierro, we expanded the number of simple fortifications to six, and then used dark trenches to connect the fortifications two by two. Dodge every catapult attack.

I don't know if it should continue like this.I'm particularly worried about Wayne now. The Tin Woodman is not made of iron after all. I'm particularly worried that if he gets sick or suffers a disaster, it will be bad if he can't hold on for a while.According to the tactical arrangement, Wayne and I had to stay in different bunkers to ensure the continuous work of the encirclement.I didn't see him for a long time, and I started to feel a little upset, and strange thoughts popped up in my empty head from time to time.It doesn't seem like it's been a long time, I haven't seen you for five days, and it's not the story of a girl in Huaichun, so it shouldn't be like this.But what should we do in the future?Ah, I must be too bored lying in the fortifications, and my brain is broken again.