War Paradise

The hunters from Warscar City quietly came to the front of the dense forest, casting their vigilant eyes on the uneven road.

These guys who live on the grasslands are usually wandering hunters in Warscar City, and they will only be temporarily recruited into the army when the war begins.

Long-term competition with ferocious predators on the grassland for prey has allowed them to develop a strong physique and superb survival ability in the wild.

In addition, their latency is also top-notch. At this distance, even if the Flame Wind Army rebuilt the guard tower, it would be impossible to detect these dangerous lurkers.

Dressed in camouflage made of grass blades, the hunters observed patiently for a while and found no abnormalities.

The slum area outside Flamewind City is as barren as ever. The huts here are extremely dilapidated, and no residents can be seen. It seems that the poor people who originally lived here should have migrated collectively because they could not survive.

"Report to the general..."

The captain of the hunter squad leaned against a big tree, his whole figure resembling moss sticking to the trunk. Just halfway through the conversation, he suddenly raised his right hand and signaled the messenger to stop:

"Wait."

Noting the dust rising on the road far away, the hunters all increased their vigilance.

The situation between Warscar City and Flamewind City is now very tense, and there are fewer merchants reselling goods between the two territories than usual.

The guy who appears at this time is probably not a businessman. In other words...

The dozen or so pairs of eyes exposed under the black oil paint were all staring at the position of the smoke and dust. Under their gaze, a dozen black armored soldiers emerged from the smoke and dust. At the same time, there were also those pushed by many workers. A large wooden box.

"What it is?"

The hunters stared at the wooden box that was moving outside the city, and the messenger quickly reported the current situation to the two generals.

A minute later, the white-haired old general and the black fox-girl appeared beside the hunter at the same time, staring at the box that appeared on the road in the distance.

"I said, they will find us." The fox girl opened her mouth, showing her sharp teeth: "It might be a siege weapon."

"Something's wrong." The old general shook his head with a gloomy expression: "No one would bring out the siege weapon so much."

Looking at the **** team that almost wrote "Come and grab me", the old general's expression was very solemn: "This is a trap, and the Flame Wind Army is playing us."

No matter how stupid generals are, they will not give away siege weapons, and the possibility of them containing supplies is also very low. In the view of the old general, the wooden box was probably filled with bombs and the like. If the soldiers on his side went out to **** them, they would be in the arms of the other side.

If this is the case, the opponent should have discovered the warscarred army in the forest, that is to say...

"Use your tank to blow up that **** box." The old general looked back at his granddaughter: "Can it be done?"

"Of course, who do you think I am?" The fox girl smiled triumphantly.

"Order the soldiers to be prepared. Our position may have been exposed. After destroying the enemy team, we will charge immediately, establish a position in the deserted slum, and pull the supply line to the front."

Speaking of this, the old general's scarred face showed an expectant smile: "Yanfeng Army, how long can you last this time? Let the old man see..."

Since the death of the old lord, the Flame Wind Army seemed to have lost its soul and turned into a fragile waste.

Although I don't know what is in the wooden box, the old general has encountered this kind of boring trap many times.

According to his experience, only when the enemy's combat power is very weak, he would use similar methods. However, in the face of enemies who use insidious tricks, just use strength to crush the past.

After all, no matter what is hidden in that box, it will be blown to pieces under the attack of the Fox God Chariot!

There was a dull rumbling sound in the forest, the bronze "arrow tower" slowly moved over, and the eight wheels on the base maintained a delicate balance.

With the harsh friction sound, the metal tower began to rise slowly. The arrow tower, which was originally only five meters high, soon approached ten meters. The fox head statue at the top protruded from the woodland, overlooking the road several hundred meters away. Transport team.

Then, the fox's metal mouth suddenly opened.

boom!

Along with the shining fire light, a burning arrow burst out from the fox's mouth. The huge arrow that was half a meter full of tears, with the momentum of tearing everything, rushed directly to the wooden box protected by the transport team!

"Be careful--"

A Flame Wind Soldier in front just shouted out. The whole person had been hit by a burning arrow, and his body flew back together with his armor. When his feet were off the ground, his body was torn to pieces by the impact and turned into shreds. Fragments of flesh and blood stuck on the companion next to him.

The soldiers standing next to the wooden box didn't even have time to be shocked by the death of their companions, and they were shocked by the blast.

The giant crossbow arrow blasted from the arrow tower accurately hit the suspicious-looking wooden box, and the entire box suddenly turned into scattered wreckage, and while flying away, it took the lives of several workers behind.

The cargo was destroyed, and the surviving workers ran backwards rolling and crawling, and the surviving black-armored soldiers also began to retreat immediately.

"Ha, it's vulnerable."

Witnessing the scene of the trap being destroyed, the fox girl smiled contemptuously: "That's it? I thought they would resist.

"The chariot of the Fox God Cult...very powerful." The old general sighed.

As a believer in the wolf god, he certainly hates the fox god. But he also had to admit that these "black technologies" developed by the followers of the Fox God were indeed super weapons.

This kind of chariot is called the "Blowing Snow Chariot" by the followers of the Fox God Sect. Although I don't know why it was named, the horrible combat power of the chariot has already surprised the old general.

"The ability of the tank is not just for long-range shooting." The fox girl blinked at the old general: "As long as the werewolves under you protect my tank, you will see the scene of the Flame Wind Army being swept away, old man."

"Babbit, do you think you can wrestle with me?" The old general stared at his granddaughter with furrowed brows: "It's better to compare the kills and see if it's your chariot or my wolf cavalry. Better!"

Facing the weak Flame Wind Army, the two generals didn't put the enemy in their eyes at all, but started the gambling game in a serious manner.

"Wolf cavalry, rush forward!"

"Chariot, destroy those huts, don't let their traps hurt us."

Following the commander's order, several "arrow towers" rising in the forest began to attack again. The war scar wolf cavalry lurking in the dense forest began to rush to the wasteland ahead.