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The Sons of Korhal didn't feel any pain at all when using it, but Woden was about to have a myocardial infarction. The powerful performance came with a high price. This does not mean that it is calculated based on the cost of each shield, but based on the damage sustained. To calculate, the resources that can charge this shield are extremely rare even in the interstellar era.

In other words, even if instead of the nearly 10,000 great fighting masters and fighting spirits but a few fighting sects came today, they would still be able to resist, but the output might not be enough.

If a normal opponent would not waste so many resources, the problem is that the opponent's desperate play style is simply rare in the world, and there are many people who rush in and self-destruct. Worden cannot understand at all what is driving him. Watching them.

After leaving behind more than 3,000 corpses and about 4,000 cannon fodder (literally), the gang finally retreated like a tide.

"Huh, it's really dangerous. Fortunately, the opponent pays attention to the formation. If they charge directly without thinking about death, the outcome may not be known." Woden jumped off the black war hammer and looked at the Sons of Korhal who were still full of energy. Said with a smile.

"Yes, the opponent has more than twenty times the strength of the troops. Although the firepower is inferior, with such a huge advantage, as long as we get out of the attack range of the tanks and artillery, there is nothing we can do~"

The young man who spoke was a son of Korhal who had just rushed to the front. He obviously had a strong say in this battle.

"Okay, kid, you have a good rest. I'm going to check if there are any casualties." Worden patted him on the shoulder, expressed his appreciation for his bravery, and then started to patrol around.

When he came to the desert, Worden also knew one thing very well, that is, it is not advisable to bring too much heavy firepower in this area, especially against these close combat monks, rocket launchers like Hammer Security, this kind of range weapon can be used at close range. It's easy to hurt teammates when engaging in combat.

Therefore, he brought almost all machine gunners. As expected, the heavy firepower of the tanks turned out to be a constraint. Protecting the tank position meant that the Sons of Korhal would lose their flexibility. War depends on the right time, right place, and right people. If you are not careful, your entire army will be wiped out.

But fortunately, under this protection at all costs, not a single good brother died. Only a few people were seriously injured due to armor rupture, but they were quickly dragged to the rear for treatment by the doctor sisters. I believe that the crisis can be turned around soon. .

"Let's go, boys, let's clean the battlefield!" After a large-scale war, the most important thing is of course to collect the loot. Several people have already started to build a smelting furnace to smelt the loot into Crystal mines can be used to create armaments and are also much easier to carry.

Hearing Woden's call, the Sons of Korhal, who had been sitting aside to rest, instantly became energetic. Although the proceeds from the loot were ultimately divided equally, those who cleaned the battlefield had the right to pick out a few good things and take them away as revenge for helping. , is also an unwritten rule.

This is a fat guy. Forget about the cannon fodder at the back. Those who rush over in front have a lot of good things on them at first glance. What are you waiting for if you don't pick them up?

In an instant, everyone became energetic and almost went out in full force to search for their favorite objects. No one was greedy for more, they just took the two most beautiful ones, and the others were sent to be smelted consciously. The furnace was recast.

After cleaning the battlefield, some people went to help process the smelted crystal ore, while the rest chatted with Woden with nothing to do:

"Hey, boss, why do you think these people have to attack the city from this direction? This desert has a wide view and there are many of them, but they insist on looking for us for a decisive battle. Do you think they are stupid?"

"Yeah, how stupid. Even if the people behind them have great magical powers, it's useless. Their IQs can't keep up. Even if their tactics are excellent, their strategic level cannot be any worse."

Worden made no secret of his disdain for the commander on the opposite side, but as he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong. His expression suddenly became serious, and he said to himself: "Unless their real purpose is not here, but ..."

"Qinglin!"

Thinking of this, Woden was in great confusion and quickly called two familiar good brothers to serve as bodyguards and follow him back to the garrison point in the city to check.

"Quick! Faster!" Without the black war hammer, Woden is just an ordinary person, but his running speed is no slower than the two men wearing armor, and his heart seems to be burning.

Looking at the very quiet garrison, Woden's mood became heavier and heavier. It seemed that there was nothing unusual, but the biggest abnormality was that although the troops had been pulled outside the city to fight the enemy, it was now terrifyingly quiet. , just like a haunted house.

Woden looked at the locked door, and his heart became heavier. Yes, if those people really wanted to eliminate them, why did they set up a battle array and fight them?

Although they have radar to predict the enemy's opportunities, with the speed of the opponent's great fighting masters and fighting spirits, they will definitely not wait for them to establish their positions before taking action!

Really careless!

Bang!

"Qinglin!"

Woden kicked the door open and rushed towards the room where Qinglin was previously placed.

But the reality was just as he expected, nothing was left except the corpses of the two sons of Korhal.

This is good news and bad news. The good news is of course that Qinglin is still alive, but the bad news is that he has to directly face the strong man who controls everything behind the scenes. With his current strength, he wants to do it This can be said to be difficult.

"hateful!"

Woden angrily hammered the wall beside him, and even though he was only flesh and blood, the wall actually cracked.

His fists became dripping with blood as a result, but he seemed not to notice this. He just gritted his teeth and ordered to the two Sons of Korhal who followed:

"Send me an order to search the whole city and bring me all the prominent people in the city. Then clean the battlefield carefully. I want to live!"

......

"What are you doing! What are you doing! We are good people! Great people!"

The efficiency of the son of Keha's property search was very astonishing. There was already a rumbling in Shimo City, and everyone was staying behind closed doors. But after knowing that the boss lost his beloved daughter, they no longer cared about propriety, justice, and shame. They kicked the door open and pulled it. They dragged several family members away without giving them any chance to refute.

The most famous Motie mercenary group was naturally not immune. After trying to resist for a while, they chose to be honest. Unfortunately, the main leaders did not know where they were, and they could only capture a few little ones. The captain is back.