The further you go south, there are more and more ghouls.

This is the feeling of Jiuye who followed the large army into the war zone. It was obviously just a small town, but the New Edens' offensive was very determined. One Banshee Wing after another appeared on the battlefield, and the combat mages of the grassland elves were all in a tough battle - the combat boat wing where Jiuye was located had to be replaced with an air combat kit at the field airport, which was still fifty kilometers away from Sarlock.

It is said that the guest who made the villager's group of Sarlock shed all his blood was a very high-value target and had a lot of information.

"How is that guest?" Jiuye asked as he looked at Youjiu who had entered the car by buckled the cushioned leather hat specially used by the chariot crew.

"It's not so good. Her husband put medicine in his meal and hasn't woken up yet." After Yujiu said that, he adjusted the leather hat on his head, and then looked at Yang who was sitting in the driver's seat: "It's really numb to say that. For the so-called future, even his lover can betray him. Men are really a realistic creature."

"When it comes to this, I have to thank Mingmei and Mingen for training Marceau so well." Jiuye said with a smile.

"I will always remember the operation of the bookstore. When I have a daughter, I will teach them this operation." Panny also got into the chariot, and she sighed: "It's amazing wisdom. It's really a golden idea that only mixed-race children can think of. Everyone says that girls who marry far away are losers, but I always feel that in an environment like the Earth Federation, girls who are 1.2 meters tall can get more tests, witness and experience more good and evil."

"Yes, there are saints and villains among the earthlings. In terms of environment, it really tests our eyesight even more." Jiuye picked up the Arcane Headphones and put them on his head: "This is the Fury, and it's ready."

"Furious! Attack!" Youjiu roared.

Then the girl in the whole vehicle screamed in weightlessness - the declining speed of the vehicle airdrop technology just developed seemed to be a little faster.

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"What is that?" Looking at the black spots falling rapidly on the abdomen of several airships that had just appeared in the north, the little George of Wood's family picked up the telescope in his hand - this was picked up from the prairie elves' position. Although it was a little smaller, at least it could see farther than what he had in his hand, right?

But the black dots disappeared quickly in the distance. I only saw the moment of its recoil with a telescope, which seemed... it was a round thing?

What the hell is this?

With such doubts, little George, attracted by the vibration from behind, turned his head and saw the chariot on Yifang... It seemed a bit similar, but it didn't seem like it. After all, the tank on Yifang really looked like a cast iron coffin, without a trace of arc at all.

With this view, little George heard the whistle coming from ahead, which was the whistle of charge.

"Little ones! Follow me!" As the commander of the 'Haran of Bourg', the young man was the first to jump out of the trench.

With the help of the chariots, the two tracked cars and their small water guns on the opposite side are not afraid at all!

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"The new Eden's chariot is coming!" The driver of the crawler whined, and then quickly operated the crawler and chose to run away.

The bearded commander who was nestled in the fox pit felt that these little things were not blamed for this matter. After all, the tracked cart could not defeat the opposite chariot. If these light vehicles with iron as protection were left here to die, it would be better to find an opportunity to lick the infantry behind the chariot.

However, he was curious about the long tube that he took out by one meter 2:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:00:0

"Recoilless cannon!" Yimei Er replied, and his companion behind him took out a round of ammunition from the independent ammunition box and stuffed it in from the back of the tube: "If I were you, the farther away from the tail when it was launched, the better!"

"Why?" Although he asked why, the bearded man still hid aside very well. After all, the grassland elves never lie to his friends.

There was no need for the little guys to answer. The flames ejected from behind the tube ignited the subordinates who did not believe in evil. The bearded man rolled and rushed over to put out the fire, but he could not see the results of the battle. However, the explosions from afar and the cheers on the defense line still made him know that this thing really worked.

"Run! The chariot has turned the turret!" The grassland elf carrying the tube and his fellow person carrying the ammunition box screamed and stood up. The bearded man turned his head and looked at the distance, confirming that a chariot was indeed pointing the turret at him, and immediately dragged the boy who was destined to be inseparable from the burns and infections with his companions.

From the fox pit to the surface, bullets rushed in the air. The bearded man pressed the helmet on his head with his left hand, and the burned boy with his right hand ran desperately towards the first aid pit behind. Several priests and boys in the team built a battlefield first aid station in a bullet crater, and admitted those unlucky guys who would definitely die on the road without being sent back and for a while but would not die.

The two grassland elves ran quickly in front of them. Although they were small, the two boys ran very fast. When they passed by a large crater, they jumped down, and then a grenade fell between the crater and the bearded man. The soil raised covered the bearded man's head and face, and the shock wave overturned him to the ground.

The burned boy screamed, and the bearded man got up from the floating soil. The young man who was dragging the wounded with him had fallen into a pool of blood. The large shrapnel was embedded in his chest in a realist state that transcends the probability of learning.

The boy who was burned with both hands finally rolled into the emergency pit with all his head and handed the wounded to the priest. The bearded man heard the explosion again. He poked his head out and noticed that the chariot of New Eden was not on fire: "Didn't hit it?!"

"I jumped on the skirt armor!" Some subordinates replied.

"This can also jump!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a big bearded man with a fire flashing at the muzzle of the chariot rolling and crawling, pulling his head back into the bullet crater.

After the explosion ended, the bearded man poked his head out and looked at the enemy chariot, took out his whistle and blew it, and then gave a loud order.

"Get bayonets! Separate their infantry and chariots!"

Then the sound of shelling from behind and the fact that the new Eden chariot in front of him was hit and began to burn made the bearded man finally realize that the chariot on his side had entered the venue.

"Cover our chariots! Don't let the infantry of New Eden break through the defense!"

After shouting loudly, the bearded man turned his head and looked behind him, and there were also ruins.
Chapter completed!