Chapter 483: Igun (1)

Luke Bach was lurking in the snow. As an Enruk, he did not adapt to the humid and cold climate of the Eastern Mountains, but at this moment, he had to force himself to be quiet.
The sea tribe's army is outside. The stealth curse may have cheated their eyes, but they may not have cheated their ears. Moreover, Luke is very clear that these sea tribe have a kind of sensitive beast, once found , He will be finished immediately.
He watched as the sea clan's army walked away in the roar, so he breathed a sigh of relief, slowly letting his tight body relax in the snow, and his back pain and numbness in his hands and feet caused by maintaining a posture for a long time made him Still moaning.
How could this be?
In retrospect, Luke Bach still felt that the fall of Miens a few days ago was a complete tragedy.
For several epochs, the sea people have never shown the Johnson and Johnson combat effectiveness as they do now. After the coastal areas were cleared, they were like a bamboo shoot. They marched all the way to the Pearl City of Villost. This is a defense line organized by multiple tribes. After being easily defeated by the sea tribe, they violently cleaned the rebellious tribes, and the blood of the means surpassed the rumors of the previous Golden City.
However, they seem to be looking for ...
Feeling that his body had recovered a lot, Luke slowly stepped back a little, sinking into a small puddle, and watched vigilantly for a while, holding his left arm in his right hand, enduring the pain, and turning a black one a little The bone spur was pulled out of the forearm, and then inserted into the ground.
His forearm was bleeding a lot and melted into the muddy snow water. Soon, the puddle formed a small vortex, and the mud on the bottom was twisting, gradually forming a simple spell.
The next day, it was time for the covenant.
Luke found himself flashing red light, which appeared from his left arm and spread all over his body.
"All the sea people should be damned." Luke's face showed the expression of excitement and awareness, holding a dagger in his hand, he raised his head, and saw the flare of fire erupting in the direction of the army.
He started running in the opposite direction, and on the way, he saw one after another from the snow and water, and his companions showed no trace of each other, and they ran silently, far faster than the Velost human beings could reach.
"The war has been going on for two years. These sea people have pulled the front from the Dead Sea to the western part of the Orgebe Mountains. No matter how strong they are, the sea's supply system cannot bear such pressure."
"Efforts to avoid their troops, attacking the rear supply line and constantly consuming, these seas are untenable in Villost! We will definitely win the final victory."
Golden City made this remark after inviting many tribal leaders some time ago, and it also officially launched a war on behalf of Golden City to foreign sea people.
...
The Black Wing troops quickly discovered the anomalies of the war. The army suffered several high-level attacks, a large number of supply troops were killed, and traces of enemy activity appeared in the rear, and even the base lost contact.
As the commander-in-chief of the army, Gallon attached great importance to it. By analyzing the information obtained from the intelligence, he determined that this was an organized strategic plan, and this time the enemy appeared supernatural powers.
Wanting to win a well-trained and defensive Blackwing stronghold is not something that dozens or hundreds of Villost natives can do.
The barracks has entered an emergency state of alert. The Blackwing army is of superior quality and has a wealth of experience in dealing with supernatural forces. After all, in Eladia, the Blackwing clan itself belongs to the supernatural monster category, and Karon soon came up with various countermeasures. The plan of strength quickly stabilized.
"It's a hunting unit in the Gold City." That night, Otomo took the latest information to investigate, and said solemnly to Garon, who was embracing the open air. The army is a blessing in Gold City against powerful alien organizations. "
"It's just understanding the Velosite rule, knowing to use some supernatural powers, God bless the troops, oh ..." Garon showed his teeth and held an ironic smile: "If this continent can perform magic, then we are gods . "
Although his attitude was full of contempt, Gallon was quite cautious in his specific combat deployment. He asked: "How strong are these guys?"
"According to indigenous peoples, every hundred Velosites will be a warrior who can withstand the blessings of God, and according to our investigation, their power is no less than that of an adult hound, and their combat effectiveness may still be Stronger, "Commander Otomo said.
"Contact the island base, increase the strength of the supply force, and increase the defense of the stronghold." Gallon thought about it and made a decision: "We continue to advance."
"The stronger the resistance of these indigenous people, the more they want to stop our pace, the more fear they have." Gallon continued: "Small-scale victory and defeat have little effect on the overall trend of the war, and on the positive side, these indigenous people work hard no matter what Can't stop the torrent of steel-unless the tank is out of energy. "
Garoon had full confidence in the steel forces of the Black Wing Empire. If he could push, he must push. However, at this moment, a black armored warrior rushed directly to him and could not wait to report the salute: " His Royal Highness, something went wrong! "
"What?" Commander Altomo suddenly rose.
The Saurian was sweating heavily and said hoarsely, "Curse! The orcs and goblins have ethnicities that are cursed, unconscious, trembling, and similarly cursed on the black shirt. The priests and casters have not. The ability to disperse. "
Otomo took a step back, trembling, "Is it a curse, or a poison, or a disease?"
The Salamander wriggled his lips and did not speak.
Originally, there was no concept of epidemic disease, but now after the popularity of the Black Wing Empire, some humans have gradually learned this knowledge. However, the monster with a low IQ is not clear about the difference between the three, but Tell the truth.
"Don't panic." Gallon didn't move, and didn't even get up. "Take a case and let me see."
Soon, a gospel of the "cursed" was brought in, along with several casters, priests, and a new profession in the north, the witch doctor.
"What did you find, how to say?" Gallon looked down at the goblin with a pained expression and twitching.
"In our judgment ..." the witch doctor said, "it should be some kind of poison that has not yet been discovered."
"Where did the poison come from?" Gallon asked. Poisoning troops was a very poor technique in Elladia, because it would be easily healed and dispelled by the caster and the priest, but it was indeed feasible in Villost, Gallon also considered this and was prepared for it. It was impossible for the indigenous tribes who were surrendered to have access to the food of the Blackwing clan, and the possibility of poisoning the Empire itself was too low.
"In food," said the witch doctor. "Several logistical units came back with supplies after being attacked by indigenous people, but there was a problem with food and water."
"Poisoning in battle, how much can indigenous people do?"
"The indigenous people lurking behind us ~ EbookFREE.me ~ can use a supernatural power called the" blood curse "to assist," Otomo explained.
"Because of the shortage of food, the army did not take precautions against the supplies that can be returned safely. The poisoned people are all ethnic groups who eat a lot today, and now more than twenty have died, all are goblins." Side report.
"How many ethnics are poisoned," Gallon asked.
"About four thousand, mainly goblins and humans, there are some orcs, the cannibals and flying dragons have only experienced physical discomfort." Zanlimen returned.
"Transfer the poisoned ethnicity, and the witch doctors will study the detoxification program. War Lizard, help me wake up His Royal Highness Blackxia," said Gallon. "Notify the camps and let the troops prepare for battle."
"His Royal Highness?" Watching the waiter's black shirt leave quickly, Otomo asked inexplicably: "There was no warning from our sentry."
"Since you think of poisoning, do you think the enemy will have no further plans?" Galon looked at him in the forest. "Don't underestimate your opponents. The development of Villost civilization is not high, which does not mean that they are intelligent. low."