The battle in the satellite city of Pinochet was in a state of intense heat from the beginning. Unlike satellite cities such as Gulit in the south, there were almost no dangers to defend in the south. Pinochet City spanned a large river and there were a large number of fortifications. These fortifications were established by everyone in the "Blood Dawn" of the players' battle group. They recognized the reliability of Marceau's bloodletting tactics, so they decided to fight in this city for a while, at least let the indigenous people of New Eden feel the cruelty of the war again.

After all, the indigenous people of New Eden can shoot their nobles by guns. Originally, the Earl of Falinan should not have died. After all, he was a vampire. Unfortunately, the restorer was a revolver found on the battlefield. It was produced from the Eastern Continent. It was made with an inscription blessing silver bullet. It really may not be able to be killed in one shot by a living person. However, the low-level vampire such as Falinan, who is outside the previous six generations, is really a shot by one.

Moreover, with this attack, all the doubts about Marceau's methods can be considered to be eliminated. The player Zhan family is now thinking of ways to consume the new Edens' simple undead spirits, and it is impossible to break through the defense line with a large number of sacred professions in the Eastern Continent. It is okay to break through the defense line, just exchange it for life.

The day before the Pinochet battle ended, Marceau could make Ashubi's defense more stable, and the battle mage wing provided support for the battle in Pinochet City.

The commander of the New Eden was almost crazy. Every time he advanced a block, he had to pay a lot of casualties. The Eastern Continental also set up many underground passages. Every night, the grassland elves battle group that was raising energy in the east rear of the city moved through these hidden passages to the rear of the New Eden and launched a night attack with friendly forces. The New Edens battle group had no time to rest at all.

Although the undead does not need to rest, facing groups of grassland elves, they are really counting down their lives every moment. They can pull a 1-meter-two-meter out and they will be able to use magic. The flares of the light of the heavens are flying around like free of charge, so that the new Edens are complaining about who is the friend of the night.

By the way, I forgot to say that these 1.2-meter-two-meter-two-small things had a deep hostility towards the undead when they set up their accounts. After all, the New Edens had been tearing the Dragon Claw Fortress in the direction of the Dragon Claw Mountains for so many years.

So every day, New Eden paid a lot of money and lost all the territory that night after fighting bloody battles. If a few houses were left as support points on that day, it would be really lucky, but it was usually not much better. Basically, the support points could be left because the grassland elves exhausted the boost grenades.

"You can do whatever you want if you have money, Boss Zheng, look at that house. This is the only support point that we saved in their night attack after losing two battle groups yesterday." The battlefield commander introduced Zhou Zhiqian. After knowing that the sharpshooters in the East Continent were extremely crazy, the player commander of the New Eden and the front-line commander no longer dared to dress themselves up as a male peacock. Any commander who dresses himself differently from the big head soldiers will be taken care of by the sharpshooters in the East Continent. Moreover, they have bullets, and they never care whether the pattern on your helmet is an abstract school when mud and water splashes, or as a messy family emblem, as long as you dare to be independent, they dare to kill and not bury them.

"You said that the thing that can see all the structures of the first and second floors is your support point? By the way, the grassland elves didn't use flamethrowers?"

"They rarely use flamethrowers recently, maybe because the fire spouting cup will get stuck when they are in the tunnel." The battlefield commander was complaining, but he didn't expect that he vomited very correctly.

Zhou Zhigan didn't think this guess would be true. He felt that it was possible to concentrate the fire spitting cups in Ashby City. After all, this thing is used to deal with the undead's cluster charge.

At this moment, an indigenous commander came over. The man in a beautiful calfskin coat had several medals on his chest, and looked like he could beat him: "Are you foreigners useful? You haven't even rushed out of Xicheng District for eight days. Get out of here quickly and see what I do."

After saying that, he frowned and looked at the two of you: "By the way, have you forgotten to salute when you see Shangguan?"

The battlefield commander wanted to tell the difference, but Zhou Zhigan took a step back, then raised his hand vigorously and saluted: "I've seen Your Excellency Viscount!"

Then the young man should have had a bullet flying from the east side penetrated his head. After a second and a half, the gunshot arrived as promised. Zhou Zhigan had already jumped into the trench at this time: "Where is this crazy man?!"

"How do I know? Maybe it's a gilded Xiaokai who came here." The commander turned his head and glanced at the body: "Will we have trouble?"

"Believe me, even if we detect lies, we can't salute at his request." Zhou Zhigan finished speaking, turned his head to look at the indigenous people who were trying to snatch the body back: "So I am the legendary general who is incompetent and exhausted Qianjun... Who fired a round of smoke bombs for our friends!"

Just rushing over and giving away someone's head?

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"It's amazing, I saw the sunken fish in our house again in the mirror. It's really an indissoluble bond." He sighed after lying behind the reinforced wall and using a periscope to confirm the target.

"By the way, aren't they leaving? Why did that guy stop Zhou Zhigan?" Panni pulled the bolt, took the shell out of the chamber, and then pushed the new bullet into the chamber.

"Ha, maybe the Aboriginal nobles think they are too rude." Youjiu said with a smile: "They are shooting smoke. Should we fight for two more rounds?"

"No need, I'm using a blessing infiltration bullet. It would be fine if that guy was a living person, but if he was a semi-unnephrite creature, then he was dead." Panny shook his head: "Wait for five minutes, if they don't come up, we'll move."

"No problem, my dear, after all, this is a happy time to find fun." After Yujiu said that, he shouted as if he had discovered a kiss on the mainland: "Nine o'clock direction! Street corner! Someone came out!"

"It seems like a healing acolyte. It seems they still want to resurrect him on the battlefield." Panny confirmed the target with her high-power scope.

"Do you want to fight?"

"Wait a minute, I have a better idea."

So the two girls waited until the acolyte touched a wall like a thief, and seemed to want to use the wall as a cover to resurrection on the battlefield.

Panny began to dismantle the long-barrel musket in his hand: "Leave it to you."

"No problem, my dear, I still prefer using this thing." After Yujiu said that, he put the booster grenade with ammunition in the corner of the wall to the window.
Chapter completed!