The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

Unconsciously, the fighting methods of the two sides began to change, from the initial short-term contact to the slow mutual shooting. Only when they were close, they exchanged swords and swords.

Due to changes in the battlefield situation, more and more monks in Loucheng began to equip themselves with guns and weapons. In the past, only a few people in a team were equipped, but now they almost only have one hand equipped!

With good sales momentum, Shenglong City has also launched supporting services. Various products with special killing effects, such as ammunition, tactical vests, and bulletproof helmets, have also appeared one after another.

The purpose of Zifeng is not to make money, but to increase the fighting power of these monks as much as possible and use them to defend against the wizarding army in front.

As the war continues, Zifeng may provide more and more powerful weapons until the final battle begins.

In fact, after the general mobilization of the Xu Ling theater, the invasion of the wizarding world has ended. It is almost impossible to make any further progress, otherwise an extremely heavy price will certainly be paid.

The wizarding camp also knows this, so it is wise to stop and ensure the current results while plundering the resources of the occupied areas and returning them to the wizarding world one by one.

In terms of harvest, the wizard camp has made a lot of money!

The warm wind was a little bit drunk, and the green grass seemed to be stained with a halo, spreading towards the horizon.

A group of birds with brightly colored wings were singing and jumping happily on the grass, and nothing seemed to disturb them.

However, in this beautiful picture, there is a stench lingering in the air for a long time.

When the grass was blown by the wind, a rotting body was exposed. Weapons with gaps everywhere were thrown aside. Some broken arrows were stuck in the corpse. Because of being bitten by insects and mice, the corpse was broken and looked fierce.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and more and more bodies are exposed. They were lying on the grass, mostly broken.

"Huh..."

A ghoul emerged from the cave on the ground and quickly dragged a corpse to the ground. A few minutes later, a second corpse appeared.

From a height, the green grass is full of mutilated bodies. From time to time, large holes more than one meter in diameter appear. These holes are the dens of ghouls, piled up with the corpses they collected from the battlefield.

Obviously, fierce fighting took place here. No one cared about the bodies of the defeated, they were all left in the bare wilderness at will.

Before long, a heavy footstep came, terrifying the ghoul who tried to drag the body back to the cave. However, they soon poked their heads out again, staring at their blood-red eyes, carefully observing the direction of the sound.

This is a patrol composed of witches, knights and elite soldiers. Everyone is fully armed. They marched slowly on the grassland while watching the wind and grass around them vigilantly.

The front line of the parade was an ordinary soldier, who was armed with a combat knife and a gas tank rifle. The soldiers who followed him were either equipped with the same gas tank rifle or armed with a short spear and bow and arrow, which looked messy.

The number of ordinary soldiers is about one hundred, followed by cavalry on horseback. The number is fifteen. Everyone wears armor engraved with runes and uses various weapons.

Around these knights, followed by their attendants, the equipment is a bit crude, but they don't go anywhere.

Several witches in black robes were also in the team. Their faces were hidden by the hideous masks, only a pair of indifferent eyes were exposed, and a faint cold and ominous smell surrounded their bodies.

With the increase in the number of monks in the construction cities near Dragon City, the Third Army of the Wizarding World is rapidly sending more troops. These knights and wizards are one of the reinforcements that have arrived, patrolling with soldiers who have participated in several battles.

When passing the battlefield, the patrol team only glanced at the corpse in the grass coldly, and then continued to patrol along the fixed route.

As the fighting eased, the number of battles between the two sides became less and less. There is even news that the rear is ready to evacuate.

After the unexpected victory, the senior officials of the Fifth Continent Ring were very satisfied with the results. They think they should accept it as soon as possible so as not to fall into the quagmire of war.

Once the Xu Ling war zone is ready and makes every effort to fight back, the situation will be extremely unfavorable for the Wizarding Camp.

However, there are also some senior officials who disagree with the withdrawal. They think it is too bad to give up the immediate result. If they quit now, they will undoubtedly lose a lot of benefits.

The two sides have been arguing over this matter, without result for a long time. There is no clear order on the front line, so you must stick to it.

Among ordinary soldiers, there are also some recruits. They are still curious about the newly equipped gas tank rifle and fiddling with it from time to time.

So far, only the Third Army is equipped with this weapon, and no other Army can see it.

On the way, there were also recruits who asked veterans about the battlefield from time to time. Obviously, before coming here, someone had already told them the difference between this place and other battlefields.

"Don't worry, although the monk likes to shoot, as long as you hear the gunshot and get down in time, there will be basically no problem!"

An veteran of the team looked at the nervous young people around him, lowered his voice to remind him, patted the heavy rifle on his shoulder, and proudly said, "This is the last trophy I won. When someone bid, I didn't sell it. Give out a hundred gold coins. Is it delicious?" The young soldier smiled and touched his heavy airbox rifle. "I still feel comfortable with it and feel very safe," he said.

After you have fought a few battles, you will definitely not think like this again!

The veteran curled his lips, showing a trace of disdain, and he didn't want to argue with the recruit about something like an egg.

Across the grass, there is an empty gravel beach in front, and a small river not far away, where the patrol usually rests and eats.

Everyone cheer up, pay attention to look around, if there are any abnormalities, immediately issue a warning!

The patrol captain on the horse looked around and shouted to the soldiers in front of him, warning that the patrol had suffered a lot in the battle some time ago and had to add some inexperienced novices, which also made the patrol captain very worried. .

Although there were many knights and wizards among these recruits, they never fought against enemies who used firearms and weapons. Who knows what the battle will be like?