. "Hmph, I expected it right. The Elf Army really played this move!"

Seeing the tragic situation of the Inca soldiers killing each other in the encirclement, after listening to the solemn report of the magic detectives on the Xiangrui, His Majesty Tekumse, who had always been as deep as water, burst into a smile inappropriately.

"Yes, Your Majesty sees Wanli clearly. Even if the stubborn enemy struggles to death, such shallow tricks will definitely not be hidden from your eyes!"

Hearing Tecumse's whisper, Feili, who had just walked over, quickly agreed to compliment a few words. At the same time, she felt that her palms were covered with sweat, and the ends of her spine were even colder: You "Immortal Bird" are really too cold in nature! Seeing that so many people died under your command, you can still laugh - even the unreliable miscellaneous cards are still the miscellaneous cards that are on your side!

In fact, Fili did not have much friendship with Manuel, and as for those local miscellaneous armed forces who were not even clear about the name of their tribe, they were completely strangers... After all, he was still worried that his "enthusiastic volunteers" who came to the money would be secretly pushed into the pit by this kind-hearted old man, and he would never be reborn from then on.

Since returning to the ship, Feili has quietly taken some alert, such as all the crew members who were still breathing in altitude sickness, and at the same time, in the name of "convenient to fight at any time", the guards who were brought on the ship were placed on the front and rear decks as much as possible. However, if the other party really had the idea of ​​turning against each other, the Xiangrui was still in danger... No matter how well the wastes were prepared, they could not withstand the old birds and stretched out their hands!

So, he was very nervous at the moment.

As if he had known the thoughts of the Neseril reinforcement commander beside him, Tecumse looked back at Feili, and the smile in his eyes became stronger.

"Young people, learning to face death with a smile is the basic skill of being a soldier. Even if you see mountains of gold and silver and beautiful beauties, you cannot be confused; even if you are in front of you, there are mountains of corpses, blood and the abyss of hell, you should not let any negative emotions affect your judgment... You Naserier people seem to be not doing very well in this regard!"

Tecumsey said with his lips pursed, and his eyes deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the steel hatch not far away. More than an hour ago, more than a dozen fully armed dark elf female warriors suddenly appeared there. They were now looking serious and alert.

The ultraviolet rays are strong at high altitudes.\\\\\ The dark elves are famously afraid of the sun. So these female warriors are covered with thick olive oil on their bodies, making their skin look bright and bright. They are paired with a sexy and hot "Queen S suit". It seems to have just come out of a whipping club. It is really eye-catching.

However, even though the sun protection measures were done so well, these dark elf female warriors still hurried in the door hole and refused to come out, for fear of being sunburned and peeling. Moreover, although the Xiangrui had entered the plateau for several days, they still failed to fully adapt to the thin air on the plateau. The two fat balls on their chests fell together and breathed very quickly.

In order to adapt to the needs of ocean navigation and jumping combat fields, before starting, Feili had already provided them with large-diameter **** and short scimitars commonly used by seafarers, as well as blue and white sailor suits decorated with streamers. However, these black beauties with very s*m temperament still prefer the original tight leather cloaks in black and red. The heels are inlaid with steel and sharpened high heels. They are hung on the waist at all times - after they received support from several squid men on the warship, Feili, the authoritative and limited-level commander, can only let them go. They wear whatever they like. It doesn't matter if they don't wear anything... Well, there are indeed some super bold women among them. They really regard the Expeditionary Force as a celestial camp...

The object they were surveillance, that is, the Inca guards who came to the ship, seemed quite relaxed at this moment. They were sitting around the deck in groups of three or three, chewing canned meat and biscuits about to expire, and pouring a lot of water-dried wine into their stomachs. These things were all under the threat of Phili. De Jin, a stinging local songs in his inventory, singing strange-tongued local songs. From time to time, they whistled a few words at the graceful and agile female dark elves. They joked with the tone of the female drownings who couldn't understand. They looked like a slick soldier.

But the amateur officers on the Xiangrui lands did not dare to underestimate these guys. In a friendship exchange match not long ago, these ordinary natives who did not have any magic or fighting spirit could actually bear the bear paws of Mr. Druid Winnie in a single fight. And they fought with only one hand and twenty volunteer soldiers. As for marksmanship, swordsmanship, discipline and combat experience, let alone - compared with these veterans who had experienced many battles and rolled out of the dead, they were completely different from the rookies and the ashes.

So, when he heard Tkumse faintly point out his concerns and precautions, Feili couldn't help but blush. He quickly coughed and moved the topic away.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, since the enemy's actions are within your expectations, what are your plans next? Do you need the mage of our ship to provide mental protection for your troops?"

"I have about 20,000 soldiers who cannot receive any magic blessings! Did your earth mage remember so much spiritual protection magic in advance, or have so many earthly spiritual talismans prepared?" Tkumse asked back.

A huge drop of sweat suddenly oozed out of Feili's forehead--In the world of Torrell, even a genuine arcane can remember at most 40 spells a day. The entire giant bear army can only make up more than 100 middle and low-level mages, so how can I deal with such as astronomical numbers?

Moreover, there are only more than 4,000 members on and off the Xiangrui ship, and they have never thought of coming here to sell spiritual talismans to make money - under normal circumstances, this kind of business will definitely be a loss, because the local area can use feather magic to produce cheap counterfeit goods - who would bring spiritual talismans several times the total force? This thing is not a disposable consumable. Do you want to eat or firewood when you carry so many burdens on the ship?

"Twenty thousand...this seems to be more difficult. If it is a spiritual talisman of one or two thousand, it can probably be made up. Look, isn't it..." Feili hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly.

"No need!" Tecumse shook his head, raised a hand, and stopped him. "Col. Taylor, I appreciate your kindness, but there is really no need to work for your department... the messenger!"

With this loud shout, an eagle knight who had just chewed a few bites of the nautical biscuits, wiped his mouth casually, inserted his finger into his mouth and whistled, summoning the war eagle to take off, while taking off his legs and running towards his monarch at full speed.

Tekumse set the command post on the auspicious in the air. Although it has the benefits of wide vision, high safety factor, and easy to grasp the first-hand combat situation. However, it also makes the transmission of various commands extremely troublesome, relying on five eagle knights to run back and forth between heaven and earth. The Incas originally had a pretty good magic communication system, but with the rest of the Sun Goddess, they have been completely paralyzed irreversibly.

The giant bear army from the magic empire Naserel naturally has its own magic communication team. However, on the one hand, these non-combat mages are generally timid and afraid of death, and they all claim that they need to rest in bed due to altitude sickness; on the other hand, due to insufficient translators, even if they are inserted into the Inca army, they cannot communicate with each other for a while.

Therefore, Tkumse had to choose this backward method of relying on two wings and two legs to maintain contact with his troops on the ground.

"Send orders to the artillery below, so that they can immediately target the conspicuous magic circle and shoot all the special bombs for me!" His Majesty the King of the Mountain pointed the short whip in his hand forward and shouted loudly, "Well, it's to give them the batch before they set off! Be sure to cover the entire Elf Army position!"

After using Inca language to distribute the commands, Tkumse explained to the friendly commander beside him in Naserier. Unexpectedly, when Feili heard this, a skull pattern with clear meaning immediately appeared in her mind, and she became anxious.

"Your Majesty, I'm blunt, how can you use poison gas bombs in this situation? The wind is blowing towards us from the lake! Isn't this fumigation of yourself?"

"Wind direction? Gas bomb? Oh, no, no. Haha, Colonel Taylor, you misunderstood."

Tecumse was slightly stunned at first. Then he reached out to sort out the silk that was blown by the strong wind. He said with a smile: "No matter how stupid I am, I will never do such a foolish thing. The special bullets and poison gas bullets I mentioned are completely different things. As for what it is... Haha, I'll keep it a secret, you'll know in a while."

He smiled mysteriously, then turned around, waved his hand to signal the eagle knight who was about to run towards his mount to stop for a while, and then pulled his throat and added another sentence.

"Remember to tell the artillery that the artillery must be neat and dense when covering the ground, and do not leave any gaps! Don't worry about hitting your own people, that thing will not hurt lives!"

After watching the eagle knight who was circling and landing, Tkumse did not continue to observe the terrible battle situation on the front line. Instead, he asked the sailor of Xiangrui for a glass of water-mixed wine and sipped it in a scent, as if he was calm in his hands... Well, it seemed that some big men were in desperate situation and were completely lost.

I hope Tecumse is not the last one.

As for Feili, who was confused, she was completely confused.

Special bombs are not poison gas bombs, and they will not hurt lives? What kind of thing should it be? Promotional bombs that sprinkle flyers? Empty bag bombs for training? Or signal bombs for fireworks? Well, these are not the key points. The key to the problem is that since this so-called special bomb cannot harm lives, what is the point of bombing over? Scaring people?
Chapter completed!