"Elder Morak... I mean... it's okay for dwarf warriors to wear armor. Can you cancel the hammer... This is a useless dead weight." As the commander-in-chief of the army, Waggron asked the man in front of him.
The dwarf elder said.
Morak looked helpless, shook his head and said: "No, Your Excellency Commander, we cannot give up the glorious tradition of the dwarves. As long as we fight, we must wear armor and hold our beloved war hammer."
"We are a race that values development and also respects tradition. Our loyalty is as famous as our stubbornness." He said while waving his hands: "So, we will definitely take our own actions without affecting our actions.
of the warhammer.”
Waggron sighed helplessly, feeling that it was really uncomfortable for him to deal with such a rigid and stubborn person.
What era is this in? What are flying in the sky are jet fighters, and they are third-generation jet fighters. What are running on the ground? They are trains, cars, and main battle tanks weighing dozens of tons!
Nuclear bombs have been launched many times, destroying cities and destroying many demons. Even terrifying weapons such as floating cities and floating battleships have been developed...
In such an era, there are actually soldiers who insist on wearing bulky armor and carrying a warhammer that is almost useless. Didn't you see, after seeing the Kevlar helmets, those soldiers of Ailan Hill continued to wear heavy armor?
Don’t want to wear the heavy M42 helmet anymore?
"Okay! Since you insist." General Wageron finally decided to compromise, because he felt that he really did not need to care about such a small matter.
Anyway, most of these dwarves have now been added to the main force, especially the main mechanized infantry force.
With the extra weight of the chariot, these dwarf soldiers carried the dead weight of a war hammer, so it wasn't too troubling.
As for the future, if there are dwarves serving in real pure infantry, then if they are willing to carry a war hammer, there will naturally be another solution.
There are many such helpless things in life that can only be solved by time - when you can't solve it anyway, just leave it there for a few days and maybe it will be solved by itself.
Of course, if you don't do your homework, put it aside and let time deal with it... this kind of problem will never be solved by yourself.
At the same time, on the demon side, a demon general notified the demon prince Salux about the presence of dwarves on the front line: "Your Highness... the news from the front line just sent, they confirmed that there are dwarves working for Ailan Hill."
Fight."
"Dwarves? Those smelly and tough guys... after being defeated by Saluxis, they actually fled to me?" Saluxis was stunned for a moment, then snorted: "Huh! They are smart, they ran to the Dragon Clan.
Over there, you will encounter more powerful demons, why not try your luck here."
Of course he knows that the dwarves are very strong, and they are very strong when fighting together with the elves. Now that the dwarves have joined the army of Elanthir, they will only become stronger, which makes Salux very uneasy.
And the Saluxis in Salux's mouth is the demon prince responsible for attacking the elves. He, or in other words, is more powerful, more cunning and vicious, and has more powerful subordinates and more elite demons.
Soldier……
He was not someone Salux wanted to mention. Every time that name came out of Salux's mouth, he was filled with jealousy and unwillingness.
However, Saluxis is indeed powerful, so powerful that even Saluxis has to admit his power.
"Damn! Damn humans! They..." Because of the dwarf incident, Prince Salux, who was now in a bad mood, entered the explosion mode again and began to curse non-stop.
The demon general who came to report the problem voluntarily resigned, saving a precious shadow for this demon army - if Salux continues to kill like this, the shadow will indeed become "precious".
Therefore, this time, the demon general personally came to deliver the news, and the new black shadow who served Salux did not come.
"Wow!" In the end, Salux, who had no one to listen to his curses and no shadow to kill at will, dropped a beautiful glass on the stall and shattered into a piece of crystal clear glass.
This glass is a high-end glass produced by Eiland Hill. It was exported to the Balmes Hill Empire, and the price increased numerous times along the way, making it very precious.
Bameshir VII originally loved this set of glasses, but due to the arrival of the devil, he gave this set of glasses to the demon prince Salux, who was still arrogant at that time and not so miserable.
Now, Salux finally couldn't hold back and threw this exquisite glass to the ground, only to hear a shattering sound to appease his own soul that was about to be broken.
At this moment, the demonic floating city Ventilsa where he is located is moving towards the front line. This huge city has a huge floating magic circle.
The speed it flies in the sky is not very fast, but it carries an invincible momentum wherever it flies.
Magic cannon launchers can be seen everywhere on the towering city walls, and because it is a city, it also has a complete set of city-level defensive magic arrays that can block many types of attacks. It is a rare sight among demon troops.
The war weapons are much more powerful than imagined.
Now, as the headquarters of Prince Salux, Ventilsa functions like a flagship, leading a dozen demonic floating castles and countless demonic troops on the ground to kill towards the north.
They did not dare to follow the planned route, fearing that they would be attacked by Eilandhir's nuclear weapons in advance. Therefore, the demon's ground troops spread out and frequently changed routes.
As for Ventilsa and other floating castles flying in the sky, their routes are even more erratic.
Because they do not walk in a straight line and move in circles, these behemoths flying in the sky move very slowly.
This is also one of the reasons for Salux's irritability: he was originally prepared to go to the front line to fight to the death, but ended up waiting for so many days. Anyone would be a little irritable.
What made him even more depressed was that he couldn't move any faster. He could only wait, stupidly, for the moment when he would appear in battle.
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"This is a photo sent by the satellite more than an hour ago. After comparison, we can find that the devil's huge floating city is changing its course!" In the satellite intelligence analysis room, an officer used a pointer on the huge photo enlargement.
He circled around and introduced to all the staff officers in front of him.
He then found a set of previous satellite images for comparison, and came to his own conclusion: "They are trying to find a way to get closer to the front line... Therefore, we judge that the demon troops are planning a large-scale counterattack."
"This speculation is consistent with the intelligence feedback brought back by the Air Force reconnaissance plane. The devil troops are slowly gathering." An Air Force staff officer nodded and said to his colleagues around him.
Because aircraft have more and more ways to combat bad weather, the Air Force's control of battlefield intelligence is getting tighter and tighter.
There are more and more reconnaissance satellites overhead, and there are more and more types of reconnaissance aircraft equipped with better reconnaissance equipment. The Air Force can already monitor the targets it wants to monitor around the clock.
The b-52 reconnaissance plane can hover in the reconnaissance area for more than 5 hours once it takes off. No matter whether it is the demon army or the army of the puppet empire, it is impossible to escape this meticulous "care".
"I don't know if they can't get up quickly or if they are deliberately so slow. However, the fact is that they are slowly gathering together." After the Air Force staff member finished speaking, he did not forget to smile to express his contempt.
:"hehe."
"I guess they won't be able to get up soon. How can such a hesitant gathering be kept secret? Even the intention is known to us, how can we fight this battle?" an army staff officer said with a disdainful smile.
"Not necessarily, maybe the other party is confident." Another staff officer joked optimistically. Although the superior officials of Ailan Hill have been emphasizing that they should pay attention to their opponents, they can still win every battle with arrogance at the staff headquarters.
It keeps spreading inside.
"I think if they assemble so slowly on purpose, that's not self-confidence, that's asking for death!" the Army staff officer who was the first to speak joked.
The atmosphere in the conference room was very lively, and it seemed that what was about to come was a great achievement, not a city full of demons flying in the sky.
"General Luo Kai went to the Tubao to inspect the manufacturing of aerial battleships, and Minister Castner went to the Veronsa area to inspect the expansion of the second rocket launch base..." The leading general sighed with emotion and said.
: "Copy Your Majesty, send a fax!"
Now, the focus of Ireland's work has shifted from war to construction, so many military industrial companies are being arranged to start production of other equipment or parts.
The companies that used to produce M4 tanks have either switched to producing T-72 tanks or transformed into companies producing civilian tractors. In this environment and atmosphere, even the Minister of Defense is not willing to sit in his office and be stupid.
I drank bitter tea.
The general stood up, announced the end of the meeting, and then went to prepare the meeting minutes for His Majesty the Emperor to read: "Let Your Majesty decide the rest of the matter!"
A few hours later, Chris smiled and handed the document in his hand to Vivian, and said: "My decision is very simple, change the course and move forward at full speed... After cleaning up the puppet empire, now we should go to the Demon Front, go