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time?

Hearing Green's answer, Herbert couldn't help frowning, as did the other nobles.

The war is in a split second. Due to the hasty preparations, the materials in the barracks may only be enough for one army for two weeks at most. Although because of the great losses, the remaining army needs much less materials, but money and food. The number is astronomical.

If you can end the battle as soon as possible, you can save a lot of money and food.

"Oh~, your side seems to be very good at investigation, can you tell me a specific time, this matter should be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise, the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for us.

Herbert kept his head down so as not to embarrass Green, and said slightly more gently.

"I can't tell how long it will take, the guy escaped into the cold woods, he's a master at velvet, and my men lost it when they got there.

Green shook his head in response, with a helpless expression on his face.

cold woods!

Herbert and the other nobles blushed when they heard these words, and fell into silence.

The most dangerous place on Magnetic Drum Island is undoubtedly the huge snow forest seven or eight kilometers away from Snow Wind City. This forest is home to a large number of ferocious snowbirds and snowwolves.

Sheraban Forest has the ability to create avalanches, and no one dares to underestimate it in the face of such a terrifying large-scale natural disaster.

Only such a strong man can stay in it for a long time.

Although he is annoying, it cannot be denied that he is a strong man, and if he runs away from home, it will be difficult for ordinary people to find him.

"This is the correct way to express it. The longer it drags on, the more bad it will be for you, but not necessarily for us in Bingcheng, hum hum hum~"

Xiaoqing was secretly happy when she saw the silent expression on other people's faces.

What Bingcheng needs most at this moment, Green, the person who joined the Bingcheng force, is very clear, that is time. Now, icing is booming, and you could say icing is going from strength to strength thanks to the tens of billions of berries that Buffett spreads.

Frankly speaking, it is not appropriate to continue to use the word "town" to describe a city of ice and snow, it should be used to describe a city of ice and snow.

After another large group of refugees was admitted, Ice City's population exceeded 500,000 and the city nearly doubled in size. While the infrastructure is still poor, this aspect is making up for it at a breakneck pace, and it's no surprise that if Ice City were given another month or two to develop, it could be called Ice City, worthy of its name.

Now, Mhulu's sudden intrusion has cast a fog of war on this essentially open war, making it very likely that this war will become a continuous station, which is of course very beneficial to the ice city's troops.

Gas masks are consumables that don't last long, are expensive, and are more uncomfortable to wear in combat.

As the saying goes, you only have a thousand days to be a thief, but not a thousand days to prevent a thief.

After the battle just now, the pressure that Mhuru brought to the Kingdom Salvation Army was completely unprecedented, and many soldiers of the Kingdom Salvation Army became full-fledged. Now they dare not take off their gas masks even when they are sleeping, for fear He was accidentally hit and died as tragically as his comrades on the battlefield.

The clumps of purple fungus on the corpse are so disturbing that a densitophobic person would faint at the sight of it.

"If Mhulu escapes into the winter forest, it will be really difficult, but we can't sit still. Well, I know there are many strong people on your side, I hope you can catch this guy as soon as possible, and we will send some troops to defend Some entrances and exits to the winter forest to temporarily relieve the pressure caused by Mhuru.

In addition, we will send soldiers to dispose of the corpses on the battlefield with kerosene later, so that the poisonous spores will not continue to spread outward.

Herbert was silent for a moment, then made a decision.

Green snorted and nodded silently.

Suddenly, a large amount of snow was shaken off the white cloth, and as the white cloth-like snow rose, Muharu's red mushroom head emerged from the snowdrift, and then he looked around the surroundings vigilantly.

Strangely, half of Mhuru's very figurative mushroom head was burned, and there were burn marks on his face.

"Hoo~, we finally got rid of those pesky guys.

Finding that there were no suspicious people around, Mushulu sighed and quickly climbed out of the snowdrift.

He was discovered not long after he discreetly dropped a large number of self-propagating toxic spores on the battlefield, and he encountered a group of people with strange equipment, gas-sparing airbags in their hands, gas-spitting guns, and their faces There are also elaborate gas masks.

With these three pieces of equipment, these people can fly briefly in the air, breathe fire, and not breathe poisonous gas.

As long as he encounters an opponent who can use fire, 607 will lose most of his skills, and his opponent will fly.

In order to escape, Mshulu had to flee into the dangerous cold winter woods, and then evade the pursuers in his velvet jacket.

Seeing that he had managed to escape unscathed, Mushulu certainly did not intend to stay in the cold forest and began to prepare to leave in the other direction.

As a native of Drum Island, he certainly knew the dangers of cold winter forests. In the daytime it is not bad, but when night falls, hordes of snow wolves will swarm, and even he himself is in danger of death.

What he never expected was that just as he was about to leave, a young man with a pair of beautiful black butterfly wings on his back looked at him coldly from the air.

The young man was dressed in black, wearing a yellow mask, with the word "one" engraved on his face, with two tentacles on his head, flying silently like a butterfly, occasionally scattering some indistinguishable scale powder, which fell with the wind. On Mhuru, but Mhuru didn't know it.

Through the grooves of the mask's eye sockets, the boy's bright eyes stared at the moving Mhuru and muttered to himself. "I found him, he's down there, so the next task is to keep an eye on him. 39