Wizard: I can refine everything

The orderly army of spiritual soldiers surged towards the goblins like a tide. Different from the adapted formations of the werewolf warriors, the formations used by the spirit army were all native to the Xianxiang military formations.

Their strength is also completely suitable for this formation.

The spirit general waved his halberd, and the huge legion silently turned into a front. On both sides of him, the other spiritual soldiers formed a tacit understanding of the front edge.

Seeing such tacit cooperation, the goblin commander made a prompt decision.

"Retreat, correspondent, report up. They say they have encountered a civilization-level enemy. Reinforcements must be made quickly! Hurry!"

After that, the goblin commander threw the wooden scepter in his hand, which symbolized command authority, to his lieutenant.

"Next, you will take over the command, and I have to go to the front line to stop it."

The goblin commander spoke categorically, even though he knew that once he left, he would probably not be able to come back. But as a commander, that's his job.

He is the leader of this legion, the highest commander and the strongest. At this time, he must stand up and stabilize the morale of the army.

Although the goblin army is elite, these blessed goblins have not experienced the cruel abyss war. I don’t know how terrible and cruel war is.

The adjutant was also a veteran of the Abyss War, so he didn't talk nonsense. After receiving the scepter, he just performed a church etiquette to the legion commander.

"May the wise bless you."

The leader of the goblin army took the colonial equipment and alchemy weapon from the orderly, then threw the alchemy weapon aside and tore off the flesh and blood camouflage on his left arm.

As a veteran who participated in the Abyss War, the transformation he underwent was still the transformation of the Miracle Monk. His left arm had long been removed and replaced with a prosthetic body.

"That thing is not as useful as a prosthetic body. Give me the magazine."

Insert the magazine into the interface of the prosthetic body, and the goblin army leader connected the flesh-and-blood reproductive suit to his body. He used an old-fashioned flesh-and-blood chain sword. In addition to the cutting function of a chain sword, this chain sword also had the additional effect of increasing strength.

During the Abyss War, this thing was a rare good thing. But unfortunately, it has now been replaced by the single-edged alchemical chainsword.

"Old man, we're on the battlefield again."

The leader of the goblin army gently stroked the blade of the chain sword, and then a harsh roar sounded, seemingly in response to his master.

The leader of the goblin army held the chain sword in his right hand and looked at the spirit army without any fear or timidity.

"I just said, I have to die on the battlefield."

With that said, he began to charge towards the spirit army.

"Don't panic, hold your line! The wise men are with us!"

"Praise the wise, praise the sun!"

…

Command tower, general command room.

The goblin commanders looked at the sand table on the table without saying a word. Suddenly, a divine goblin opened the door of the command room with a bang and shouted loudly to the goblin commander:

"The engagement report is here!"

As he spoke, he handed the report that seemed to smell of blood to the nearest commander.

The commander took the report, read it quickly, and then handed the report to others with a gloomy expression.

The report shows that the first line of defense in Theater No. 11 has been completely breached. The 30th Legion, responsible for guarding the first line of defense, suffered heavy losses. The legion commander was killed in battle and the deputy legion commander was seriously injured. The entire legion lost more than 5,000 people. More than half of the soldiers died on the spot during the retreat.

Moreover, according to this report, the second line of defense is currently in a state of emergency. The Taoist Legion's spiritual army was like a sharp sword, piercing through their carefully arranged defense line.

"Brothers, this scene seems a bit familiar." An old goblin suddenly said.

“Isn’t that what the Boer campaign was like?”

The Battle of Boer, one of the most famous battles during the Abyss War. Because after this battle, the goblins began to enter a state of full defense.

In the Battle of Boer, the Abyss Demon Legion was just like it is now, cutting through their defenses like butter. No, the demon army in the Battle of Boer was even faster than the spirit army!

"You mean, swamp tactics?"

A goblin commander understood the meaning of these words.

After the Boer Battle, the goblins reviewed the battle countless times just to prevent the Boer Battle from happening again. Among them, the swamp tactic is the one that goblins find most effective.

Simply put, the swamp tactic is a human sea tactic. It uses a large number of simple defense lines to delay the offensive front, and uses a huge number of reserves to carry out flank attacks, thereby causing the enemy to fall into a swamp-like sluggish situation.

But using quagmire tactics requires a prerequisite, that is, the number of one's own side can be large enough to form a quagmire.

"Don't bring out things like swamp tactics."

A calm voice instantly stopped all the commanders in the command room. Richard, dressed in black robes, walked through the goblins and came to the sand table.

"The enemies this time are a bit over the top, and you definitely can't solve them by yourself. The swamp tactic is a typical tactic for the weak, but it doesn't apply here. What you have to face this time is a group of summons. These people have no sorrow or fear. and fatigue.

They will only carry out the summoner's orders without hesitation.

The best way to deal with them is to annihilate them all. "

With that said, Richard took out a crystal communicator and adjusted the channel to the corresponding command room of the support position.

"All support artillery is loaded onto the vehicle and immediately goes to Defense Area 11."

Then he connected the channel to the theater command room of the 11th theater.

"The support artillery of the 11th defense zone should fire saturation fire at the target. Don't be stingy with the casting parts and magic stones. The bombardment cannot stop for a moment!"

The other side of the crystal communicator was silent for a moment, as if shocked that it was Richard who gave the order. But then a decisive response came from the communicator.

"Yes, my lord!"

Richard waved his hand, signaling everyone in the command room to come over.

"In fact, I don't have much war experience, and I may not be as good as you in some aspects. But in this level of battle, your experience is still slightly inferior to mine.

To delay such an individual quality that is obviously stronger than our army, witchcraft and artillery shells are more useful than people."

In the 11th defense zone, the support artillery position that received the order began to fire saturation fire at the Spirit Army Corps. The rain of fire started from the position, drew an elegant parabola in the air, and fell on the front of the Spirit Army Corps.

Rumble...

A huge number of fireballs exploded at almost the same time, and the huge impact delayed even the elite Spirit Soldier Corps for a moment. Then, the concentration of fire elements in the unit space began to rise rapidly, so that the air was distorted.

Rumble!

Another round of bombardment.

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This time, the distorted air began to "flow" and the orange-red burning wind began to appear.

Rumble!

The fire rain fell again, and this time, the orange-red burning wind disappeared. The fire element in the unit space has exceeded the critical value, and a huge amount of fire elements resonated, and a huge fire element storm that was large enough to include all the Spirit Soldier Corps began to appear.

The fourth round, the fifth round, the sixth round...

The alchemical cannons in the support artillery position continued to explode and melt, but the mechanics accompanying the army were also repairing them at an astonishing speed. These people were all transformed goblins transformed by mechanics, and they were also proficient in goblin alchemy.

They only need a few minutes to repair a melted support gun.

But even so, the available cannons in the support gun position are still decreasing.

In the communicator, the defense zone commander almost roared at them to keep firing. The fire element storm has delayed the front of the spirit army. Every second they are slow, the defense line behind can be strengthened.

The pressure is like a mountain pressing on the heart of every mechanic.

"Quick! Another one exploded here!"

The call of his teammates made the mechanic feel a splitting headache.

In just two hours of bombardment, he has repaired dozens of cannons, which is a huge test for his mental strength.

He hurriedly installed the magic guide component in his hand into the alchemy cannon, not noticing that his magic guide component was not actually cleared.

After he left, the artillery hurried to the cannon, immediately adjusted the muzzle elevation and started firing. Orange-red fireballs flew out of the muzzle one after another, but the cannon did not show any signs of exploding.

It was as if reality was deceived by some mysterious power, allowing this damaged magic-guiding component to play its due effect.

The bombardment was constantly weakening, and the huge fire element storm began to gradually become thinner.

The once huge support artillery position was full of broken metal and green blood, and only a few cannons were still firing.

The strong mechanics were still trying to repair the cannons, and the weak ones had fallen into a coma during the high-intensity repairs.

Goblins don't have meditation methods, and their mental power is far from comparable to that of wizards.

The commander of the support artillery position took the crystal communicator and reported the situation of the position in a heavy tone. The other side was silent for a moment, and then said:

"Thank you for your hard work, but your mission is not over yet."

As he spoke, the rails of the support artillery position suddenly vibrated.

Rumble...

There was a sound of a train behind the position, and the goblin in charge of the later stage hurried forward to see what supplies had arrived. But as soon as the carriage was opened, the artillerymen who were ready to go rushed out of the carriage carrying the alchemical cannon.

"The commander-in-chief has ordered that all support guns in all defense zones support the eleventh defense zone."

"My brother, your reinforcements are here!"

...

"My Lord, the first batch of reinforcements has arrived."

An old goblin hung up the communicator and said respectfully to Richard.

"Well, let them relax a little. The most tense time has passed."

Richard looked at the front-line intelligence in his hand. Although the meaning of his words was very relaxed, his tone was still serious.

"My Lord, what did you see?" A goblin asked carefully.

"Get ready, the fire element storm can't hold them back for long. Let the front-line legion prepare the annihilation weapons. Once these puppets leave the area of ​​the fire element storm, they will be saturated with them.

Remember, don't be stingy with bullets.

In addition, let the air force go around and outflank. That Taoist legion must be eliminated."