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Chapter 1286: Servant Army

Roger was a little confused. His level was only about local wars and had little thinking about strategic issues. After all, he was young and didn't want to be Bill from the academy, and everything was solid.

But something happens in the underground world, he believes it.

Because the underground world is not unified at all, the believers of the three goddesses will have some contradictions with each other.

Where is the best place on the Bingfeng Continent? It must be the underground world, with a large number of souls, and they are used to be believing in gods. Unlike the empire, even if someone defected to the God of Magic, he did not really have any faith. The people below sneered at the faith.

Bill coaxed Roger away mainly because he felt that the far north was not very good.

Maybe something big will happen.

Roger is from the Mithril Legion. He comes to train and there is no need to really go to the front line.

In the world of the Demon God Arena, military mobilization is frequent, and the Demon Tree is not alert. Because every once in a while, the opponent will make trouble and replace people to defend, as if showing off his troops.

However, they still dare not attack, right?

The Fortress Battery of the Demon Arena, several families of magicians looked at the Rhode Islanders curiously, putting new cannons on them, and then Asra's Apostle went up to debug, mainly testing the cannon data.

There are structures on the reinforcement turret below and scanning the underground magic array.

The length of the technological cannon is more than ten meters long, which is quite exaggerated. There are also patterns that seem meaningless to the magician on the cannon barrel.

"This thing is amazing, right?" A magician couldn't help but ask the debugger in Rhode Island.

"Of course it's amazing, quite expensive. It's mainly because it has a long range and can shoot up to 120 miles. The shells have good magic-breaking attributes. It's unlikely that ordinary regional magic will stop its attack. This time I'm dealing with the magic tree, many cannonballs that drill into the ground, destroying the roots below."

"The roots on the ground are also very troublesome!"

"Don't you have a flame bottle?"

"The minion army has few flame bottles, but it's not like us, each with one. It's just different levels."

"Are there still chariots?"

"Our chariot is not equipped with plasma cannons."

"That's a problem. There are not so many chariots. There should be a way out above, right? It's not like a robot to cut down trees and cut down all this city. How many years will it take?"

"It has been cut down for several years. Now these magic trees have evolved. The essence of the cut parts has been removed, and it cannot be used to refine charcoal and crystallize. The roots that grow later are very fast."

"I can't break the bottom?"

"I suspect that if we weren't fully enclosed armor, we would have been extracted from the magic tree."

"Don't say it's so scary!"

"You are an artilleryman, and you don't have to go forward and fight in close combat."

The people below are talking about the next attack. Metatterin's battalion generals are invited to meet all battalions.

The atmosphere was a little nervous in the conference hall of the Magic Tower.

For example, the battalions of the six main legions are all legends with higher levels, at least fifty levels up. The battalions of the minion legions, even legends, are barely improved, and their combat effectiveness is much worse. Most of the 50 battalions are still epic.

"The above order is to capture this city within one year, or to find out the other party's true identity or strength, but it must be a detailed report. It is difficult, and I am not optimistic about the plan of this battle."

The battalion generals of the Servant Legion thought to themselves that wouldn’t it hurt your morale like this?

"The good news is that Rhode Island provides enough advanced artillery to support the front line at any time. These artillery has very strong lethality, the minimum attack, and the level of level 20 skill. But since the level has risen, the price is definitely not low. You just think it is a level 20 mage support, and you know it."

The battalion generals understood that calling for support was to divide the military achievements to the artillery soldiers behind them.

"Long-range artillery can penetrate underground and damage the roots of the magic tree. The ground pressure will be much less. However, the magic tree has evolved now and will release some gas, causing hallucinations and strong toxins. Therefore, the soldiers below must first seal the armor when they go to the battlefield."

The Servant Legion is also closed armor, but on the battlefield, it cannot be closed in less than a second like the armor of the main legion. It must be debugged before going to the battlefield.

Soldiers are not professionals, so they cannot activate the formation on their armor.

The comfort is also much worse. The magic array on the armor must be operated and provided protection. In order to reduce costs, comfort is not considered.

Once activated, the armor can maintain protection for three hours.

After more than three hours, the raw coal crystal must be replaced to allow the magician or construct to help reactivate it.

Quasi-professionals are fine, after all, their physical ability is already good. Even Quasi-professionals are not soldiers. Once a battle occurs, water may accumulate in the armor.

Fortunately, various robots have become popular in the Servant Legion, and soldiers have few opportunities for melee combat. Otherwise, if they fight with the Demon Tree, it would be a bit insufficient to rely on the Servant Legion.

When the enemy is not strong, the armor does not have to be closed, it is much more comfortable, and the defense of the metal armor itself is very high. The magic array is mainly for some mental impact magic, as well as toxins, filtering air, etc.

The battalion generals knew that this was a tough battle.

"There will be chariots and horses accompanying you, and the soldiers cannot support you, so it is convenient to withdraw. You can just control it yourself. This time we will dispatch warships to coordinate the attacks in the air. I don't have much request for you. Anyway, we will sprinkle alchemy potions in the area where we are shot, making it difficult for the demon tree to grow again."

Metatrim's battalion general looked at everyone and said, "Our six troops are not waiting in the fortress. In this city, there are altars and temples. This kind of place is where the demon trees grow. You can't catch them. Clean the surroundings and we will go up and clean up this kind of place."

The battalion generals of the Servant Legion finally had a little balance in their hearts.

That's right, the army of the master was like this, they were responsible for fighting the most powerful enemy, and the remaining miscellaneous soldiers were ours.

"There are still forty-six hours before the attack. After you go back, make more preparations. All the materials you can collect will be given to you, so check them out in detail."

"yes!"

Fifty battalions answered in unison and stood up with Metatrill's battalion. This task was very difficult, but it was another opportunity. If you fight well, they can get good merits in exchange for more cultivation resources. If you can't use it yourself, it's also good for your children and grandchildren.

This is the huge source of motivation. No one wants to be a servant for the rest of his life.

If you can't change yourself, help your descendants change their destiny.

They also knew that the gap between themselves and the main legion would not feel unfair. Among them, the young, those with great development potential had basically escaped the fate of the minion army.

The vassal general dispersed, and Metatrim's general sighed and said, "This mission is arduous, we will not be replaced again. You all understand what the above is giving you, right?"

The things given are space equipment that can accommodate living people, but the troops of a battalion cannot be taken away, and they can only take away the officers.

The rest of the people still have to go through the world channel. And it is not clear how long that channel can last.

Once something happens, the enemy will destroy the passage.

"We have the greatest support in terms of materials. As long as the world channel is still there, it is not a problem. So, what are the problems you have now?"

"How to calculate consumption?" asked the camp general of the Reus family.

"As long as you are willing to give it to the future, you can consume it. Those who need to reduce the credit are those marked powerful items."

The battalion generals breathed a sigh of relief. Although the task was arduous this time, the support provided was unprecedentedly powerful. Various shells were piled up like mountains. Everyone also understood that giving more means that the degree of danger was high. But it was better than the degree of danger, but you should fight for your own life?

The family is indeed reluctant to let the main legion lose, and the battalion generals have a way out, but abandoning their subordinates and escaping will make their reputations aborted. This is different from abandoning the minion army. The soldiers and families of the main legion are in important territory, and many generations have joined the army, which is the most reliable force of the family.

Give them space equipment to let them escape in the end, rather than escape first.

I hope I won't encounter such a terrible enemy, so the battalion generals had to pray.

There is no good idea at the Six-Spark Fortress, it is just to transport supplies continuously, and even the Mirsin City seems very busy.

It was a wonderful idea to talk about the arrangement of the Gravitation Well at that time. The magic tree could not grow within a range of more than 200 meters near the Gravitation Well, which completely cut off the possibility of the Magic Tree attacking the fortress. There were also fortresses around the Gravitation Well, and the army was moving forward from behind and would not suffer direct attacks from the enemy.

When the artillery on Rhode Island began to sound, the minion army had already arranged military formations on the defense line of the gravitational well, waiting for orders to attack at any time.

The Servant Corps dare not attack with the scale of squadrons, they are all brigade-scale.

A brigade of five hundred people, plus robots and structures, is only 3,500 combat units. If it is a main legion, it will be over 10,000.

However, this time, additional Trojans and some chariots transporting wounded soldiers were added, and large robots were added.

The derivative model of Death is more than fifteen meters in height and weighs thirty tons. It doesn't move so quickly, but it has great attack power. It is specially produced for this world, and the metal used is all stainless steel and other things.

The weapon is the giant scythe of the God of Death, which happens to be able to cut these magic trees.
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