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Chapter 134 Nothing Big Will Happen

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    Section 134 Nothing big will happen, right?

    "Commander!" The adjutant was so anxious that he seemed about to cry: "We have never heard of the nonsense he said, don't let him stay here to add to the chaos, the war is important!"

    The adjutants who were able to stand in the room today are all confidantes. After all, they have been subordinates for many years. The coach finally nodded and ordered people to put away the drawings.

    Dabs, the father of the female magician, the number one magician in the mainland, walked to Wang Wen and said to him softly, "I understand that you want to help me relieve the pressure, but this matter cannot be rushed, please wait patiently for me."  Five days, five days after the trap takes effect, the coach will have manpower that can be deployed, and then fill the vacancy in the stronghold with other rotating troops, and I will be able to come back, and then I will definitely teach you the magic stone making technique seriously."

    "Five days!" Wang Wen sighed with a long nasal cavity while looking up at a 45-degree angle, with a heavy expression.

    Later, he said loudly: "Who still has a problem? No problem, let's act now!"

    Wang Wen clapped her hands and walked out the door.

    He spoke quickly and repeatedly: "Hurry up, hurry up, everyone move! Lonely, you take the person in charge of the trap and we go directly to the field of the trap! Old Mo, you just go to the night elves to control the progress and drive people back.  Don't fight too much, I'm worried that if the turn-back trap takes effect, it will be counted on our heads, and the progress will directly explode. Girls, smoke, try to be as fast as possible. Military supplies such as heavy crossbow scrolls and potions are really out of the question. Just buy more high-end protective gear  The same is true for armor and so on. Our progress may explode at any time. If the money is not spent, it will be even worse. All tower climbers let me see your execution power!"

    Wang Wen hasn't reached the door yet.

    Mo Ran snatched the map from an adjutant's hand, turned into a black lightning bolt, smashed the door and left quickly.

    The remaining natives in the room were dumbfounded.

    The coach asked Wang Wen suspiciously: "Is this companion of yours a warrior of the orc clan? Such strength?"

    Wang Wen asked without answering: "Who is the person in charge of the trap? Time is tight, will you follow us? If you don't go, we will go on our own. I remember that when the trap is completed, I will not be responsible without your credit!"

    An adjutant by the door looked at the coach inquiringly.

    The coach supported the sand table with one hand, and waved at him casually with the other hand, saying "go".

    The adjutant nodded and left with Wang Wen and Zhu Xingguo.

    ? Ren Ruanruan and Chen Hansheng walked out of the room next. Chen Hansheng repeated his old tricks, pulling an adjutant to hand over his business card while chatting, and demonstrated the correct use of the business card intentionally or unintentionally.

    Although the fuel card is a prop in the World Tower, it can only be regarded as living supplies at best.

    If you can exchange your living supplies for some military combat supplies, your business will be profitable. If there are props recognized by the World Tower in it, then you will get rich and take off immediately.

    Chen Hansheng rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with the top beings in the level before. The elites in his group were scarce, and the few masters who had reached the 400th floor were just mindless rushing to the tower, and they would not take the initiative to dig for more opportunities.  The integer layer can't wait to complete the progress in seconds and pass the level.

    It was rare to have such an excellent opportunity on this trip, and he burst out with great enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

    Wait until all climbers leave the room.

    The adjutant in the room assigned a person to find a craftsman to repair the door.

    The rest of the staff gathered around the sand table and asked quietly: "Why does the coach trust these unknown strangers so much?"

    The coach waved his hand and said with a chuckle: "It's not about trust, it's just that we don't push them away. At least we don't need to drive away those who offer to help before they show destructiveness, don't we?"

    "What's more." His eyes fell on the center of the sand table, and he tapped lightly on the area where the flags are most concentrated: "Whether it's a trap or a flank, it's a trivial matter, as long as there are no problems on our main battlefield."

    Now, all the adjutants finally nodded in unison, and flattered them sincerely: "Your Excellency is wise!"

    After comforting his subordinates, the coach looked at the father and daughter of Dabs on the other side, and asked, "Di Lu is here, what are you going to do next?"

    Dabs shook his head and said, "Don't take the children's jokes seriously. I'll take care of the night elves. I'm just asking you to help me settle Dilu well. Don't worry me."

    "Of course no problem." The coach easily accepted this trivial matter.

    Unexpectedly, the female magician hugged her father's arm and begged: "I want to go to the battlefield."

    Dabs pampered her hair, and comforted him, "I'll take you to the elders of the elves in a while, and ask for some of their holy water and moonlight baptism. No matter what dirty water you drink, it will be wiped clean.  Jing, you're fine, don't worry me, okay?"

      The female magician asked worriedly: "Can it really be eliminated?"

    "Don't worry, no one can be more clean than elves." Dabs recalled: "They don't even eat meat."

    The night is getting darker.

    Two airships took off from the headquarters and headed towards different directions of the battlefield separately.

    The atmosphere in the two airships is very different.

    In the cabin, Wang Wen apologized and said, "Is there still such a long distance? I thought I could walk there. I really trouble you to get up in the middle of the night and send us to the battlefield."

    On the other side, Mo Ran yelled violently in the cabin: "Is it so slow? Why don't you just leave me alone and let me run to the battlefield by myself. It's much faster than this thing!"

    one way or another.

    A few hours later, when the sky was full of stars, Wang Min and Mo Ran arrived at their respective destinations.

    In the middle of the night, the battlefield is still full of flames.

    In the environment where life and death are fought, no one cares whether there is one sun or six moons overhead.

    Just by hearing the name, the night elves know that night is the time when their combat power is strongest.

    As for the crimson creature on the opposite side, it will appear tired and drowsy unless it is full of food and drink, otherwise it will always be manic.

    So the two sides are still fighting non-stop.

    On the right side of the stronghold defended by the night elves is a high rock wall that does not see the top. All the enemies attack from the front left, and that is the main battlefield.  , Hungry stragglers wandering around mindlessly.

    This is also the reason why the night elves have been able to hold on until now.

    The number of enemies is small.

    And unorganized and undisciplined.

    In terms of single-handedly fighting the night elves, I have never been afraid of anyone.

    Especially at night, their eyesight is much better than during the day, and their bodies will be covered with a layer of faint silver moonlight. This layer of moonlight will make them more energetic, more responsive, stronger, and faster to recover from injuries.  quick.

    Just like the night elves in this stronghold, although there are only about a hundred people left, as long as the number of enemies is "hundred", no one can rush to them alive.

    But tonight is a little strange.

    Except for the stragglers that usually appear from time to time.

    The superior vision bestowed by the night elves allows them to vaguely see, as if there are layers of surging black shadows gathering in the distant night.

    This finding worried them a little.

    No matter how strong they are, numbers are a shortcoming after all. If a large number of enemies launch a group charge in an organized and disciplined manner, this stronghold is likely to fall instantly.

    This is really weird.

    Since the beginning of the war, no one has paid attention to this stronghold that is easy to defend but hard to attack, and it is not considered important.

    Tonight, nothing big will happen, right?  </div&gt
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