The 35th Section Battle

"You said... there is a large open space over there?" After all, the boss of the Iron Shepherd was a war commander. Although the goblins did not explain it clearly in detail in a few words, they understood enough why Mieshu Rufate asked him to go there. To put it bluntly, there was a large enough flat land over there that could serve as a battlefield. It was enough to allow tens of thousands of troops on both sides to have a face-to-face confrontation and fight happily. Is there anything more important to Green Shepherd?

"Yes, boss, that's it." A goblin jumped up and said. "That place is not far away, you can get there in one day."

The Iron Boss used his mind that was far beyond the normal green skin's IQ to think about this issue. He didn't understand why the other party wanted him to go there. Isn't it good to decide the outcome here? He also considered whether this was a trap - but it was not very similar, because if there was an explosion trap, it could be used directly here. Not to mention the Iron Boss' IQ, even an ordinary green skin can understand it. Similar to the last big explosion, it required a lot of gunpowder - even a dwarf would find it difficult to get so much gunpowder.

This is also the reason why such traps can only be used once.

Since it is a large open space, strategies such as ambush cannot be used on the battlefield. The Iron Boss thinks that if the dwarves plan to fight head-on, they will not arrange too many troops to be responsible for harassment. It should be fine to go there to fight a battle.

Of course, the real reason for driving him was because of Greenskin's warlike nature and his unwillingness to be defeated by conspiracy and lack of means to fight back. Although the boss of Ironskin had considered playing a guide to the north, he immediately gave up the idea - the helicopter was still hovering over his head. Besides, he didn't know where the real base camp of the dwarves was.

The Iron Boss who had just vented his anger was particularly clear-headed.

"Let's go!" The boss of the iron yelled to his subordinates. "Just go to that open space. Those dwarves are waiting for us there!"

Today's battle is considered a scam. Although Green Skin suffered hundreds of casualties and the dwarfs did not even fall off their root hair, this does not affect Green Skin's claim to have won. If half of Green Skin's morale was raised yesterday by the lies of the boss of the Iron Skin, today's morale improvement would be real. For Green Skin, casualties have never been the standard for judging the outcome. This is normal. If this is used as the standard, it is extremely difficult for Green Skin to win in a battle with the dwarf. For ordinary Green Skin, things are very simple: the dwarfs were scared away and the green Skin stayed, so Green Skin naturally won. So the boss of the Iron Skin gave the order, and the Green Skins set out with a fierce and arrogant attitude.

On the roadside in the distant mountainous area, Ashu Rufat received information from the helicopter pilot through the communication rune stone.

"Master, it's great." In my mind, Carrie seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. This was a test of Ashu Rufate, and it was also a test of Carrie. If Green Skin followed Ashu Rufate's provocative action, it means that Green Skin did not support it with any special force, and even if there was any force, it was an irrelevant force. Because if a truly dangerous third party appeared, Green Skin would not come to this side, but went straight to the base camp.

"Then, there should be no other trouble," Ashu Rufate said to Carrie in his mind. "Let's wait for Greenskin to come over."

Above the sky, an airship is far away. This is one of the trump cards of the Association of Engineers. Since construction, maintenance and use are not convenient, the Association of Engineers is only enough to maintain a flight ship. However, this tool can play a great role in military dispatch.

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"waaaagh..." Accompanied by the beastly shout, the boy from the Baishou Tribe had rushed to the other party's position.

Although the opponent occupied extremely favorable terrain and dense bows and arrows continued to fall behind the Baishou tribe, under the supervision of the boss, the boys seemed extremely brave and fought to the death one by one. The Baishou boss quickly joined the battle, wielding his magical giant axe, and cutting down the enemy in groups like cutting straw.

The magic battle axe given to him by Brother Dao is a real good weapon. In front of the sword of the battle axe, whether it is the human body, armor, or weapons, they all cut off one axe, without exception. The white-handed boss broke a big hole in the opponent's dense battle formation and let his subordinates pour in. Seeing the boss rushing forward and invincible, the leader and the boys were all trapped in the craze of war, and even the timid goblins showed a fearless side. The opponent was beaten backwards, and in a blink of an eye, he was at a disadvantage.

Wocher pressed a button on the table, and the scene of the white-handed boss fighting bloody battle in the middle of the room immediately disappeared. He turned around and saw the gray-white cloak coming in behind him. Wocher originally wanted to say hello as usual, but he never expected that the other party was pale and staggering. That way, it clearly stated that even if the gray-white cloak was not seriously injured this time, he would at least suffer a great loss.

"Ah...what's wrong with you?" Wocher was stunned, but he immediately realized what was going on. "Have you been to the ruins?"

The gray-white cloak grabbed a chair and sat down heavily. His silence itself was the best answer.

This is the outpost they set up in the peninsula area, and only the two of them were stationed - originally it was empty, but recently they moved here for the mission. This task is quite important, so Wochel took the initiative to ask to come and help his companions complete the task. In fact, for him, this is an opportunity to get rid of boring engineering construction and do some interesting things. However, this "interesting" does not include life danger.

"How about it?"

"It's okay, but something almost happened." The gray-white cloak replied, his voice full of weakness. "I think I have time now, so I went to the ruins to take a look."

"What happened? What's there?" Wocher asked. "It should be just an ordinary spacecraft... an unmanned spacecraft, not freight or passenger transport, but a scientific research type..."

"The construction site is unknown, the type is unknown, and the internal equipment is unknown, but we can understand that its artificial intelligence has been damaged during the fall, and the engine has also undergone irreparable damage during the crash. Based on the above conclusion, it is believed that it does not mean much to us. It is not worth the effort to organize human resources to excavate." The gray-white cape recited all the contents in the record in one breath, "But do you know what is there?"

"What? What tools are very helpful for our spacecraft construction plan? You wouldn't tell me that there is an entire cargo hold in artificial intelligence!"

"Of course it's impossible." The gray-white cape replied. "But that damn spaceship actually has automatic defense devices! These devices can still be used... If I hadn't been prepared and brought enough equipment in, I'm afraid I would never have come back this time."

"Automatic defense device?" Wocher hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking carefully about the meaning of the gray cloak. Then he burst into laughter. "This is really good news. Have you done it?"

"Well, the initial control of the spacecraft has been achieved. When the Blood Duke enters... I can guarantee that he will never come out again." The gray-white cape said softly. "But to be honest, I really hope I didn't go in."

"Okay, OK, everything is going well," Wocher comforted. "How is your physical condition? Do you need treatment?"

"No, it's okay, you should be able to recover after a few days of rest." Gray White Cloak replied. "How is your situation here? How is it going?"

"Our white-handed boss is dealing with the last little trouble." Wocher said. "And he has already gained the upper hand." He pressed the button again. The green-skinned battle appeared in the center of the room again. The white-handed boss led the army and led his army to chase and fight hard, killing the hostile green-skinned tribes. The favorable defensive terrain did not stop the white-handed boss' fierce offensive at all. Although the battle was in full swing, there was no suspense about the outcome.

"The last point?" asked the gray-white cape. "What does it mean? I haven't cared about this for many days in order to prepare for the matter over there."

"The last few tribes that have the ability to resist the boss of the white hand." Wocher replied. "Win the battle, the boss of the white hand will never have any opponents that can challenge him. The following things are natural..."

"How many troops can he gather?"

"It can reach about 40,000." Wocher replied. "There is no way. There has been a tin boss here, gathering a large part of the green boss. So even if our white-hand boss gathers all the remaining tribes under his own banner, he has only so many troops. There were originally some large-scale tribes, but unfortunately they were all destroyed by the Blood Duke and his dwarf legion... It's a pity that he could think of it and use the landslide to eliminate the enemy."

"Specific terrain conditions." The gray-white cape replied. "The rocks there were naturally layered, and the layers were not tightly combined and could slide. This allowed them to produce such an effect using primitive gunpowder... Of course, the most important thing is the calculation of artificial intelligence. Without it, this kind of thing cannot be done. Not to mention this, this trick cannot be used forever... What is the situation with the Blood Duke? How about the ** array he built?"

"The effect is very good. He seems to have just used the design there to cut off almost one-third of the Iron Boss' troops, including all his light cavalry and many infantry. Now our Blood Duke is gathering to fight against Iron Boss. Maybe they have started fighting... But we don't have a camera device there... we can't see the specific scene. As far as I see, the strength of both sides is evenly matched. Unfortunately, I really want to see which side can win."

"It doesn't matter whether you win or not. The key is not to let the Blood Duke escape..."

"Didn't you say that even if he escapes, artificial intelligence will find a way to trick him back to the ruins?" Wocher asked in surprise. "Don't tell me that these words were made up out of nothing. Otherwise, the committee... would be difficult to explain."

"Of course not. My words are well-founded..." The gray-white cloak leaned against the back of the chair, looking up at the ceiling. "I just worry about the long night and dreams..."

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Borg Angney stood in his position. As a veteran who has been through the battlefield, he has long been used to the depressing atmosphere on the battlefield. He will not make the stupid mistakes of those rookies. All the musketeers are located at a higher terrain, lined up in a three-person deep array for easy shooting, ready to enter the battle.

In front of the musketeers, there was a position of melee troops. The long-bearded warriors split one by one. Although their formation seemed thin, this also gave the rear long-range troops excellent shooting vision. In the center of the dwarf formation, the great casting master Ash Rufate was clustered by his long-hammered warrior guards and listed on the front line of the battlefield. Like all the dwarf generals, he stood on the shields of his compatriots, holding his magical giant sword "Green Skin Disaster".
Chapter completed!