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Chapter 112: Dwarven War (11)

The Warrior Spirit defeated Captain Steelfang. The squadron leader went to ask for information on the Steeltooth Dwarf. Outcome. It didn't take long. The squadron leader had a calm face. I ran back in a bit of a panic.

"Don't worry. Say it slowly."

"The enemy has quietly dug through seven huge tunnels. To our barracks. There are 100,000 people in each tunnel. Tomorrow morning at four o'clock sharp. They're going to attack."

The Warrior Spirit looked at the time. It's almost two o'clock now. Originally they got the news. It is the enemy who will attack around 8 o'clock in the morning. And if you follow that time. to carry out the original plan. Then everything is finished. He groaned. Then he said:

"That's it. Leader. You go back with this captive at once. Go straight to General Chitie. Report what this guy said to the general in detail. I'm going to do it all by myself."

Speaking of which. There is a kind of pride in the heart of the soul of the warrior that the strong man will never return. He patted the stunned squadron leader hard. To continue:

"If at our current pace. We will be able to enter the steelstone fortress after two hours at the earliest. Then find a way to go to Nanying. I'm afraid it won't work even if it doesn't have an hour. It's too late in time. The enemy will inevitably bury the pot before he acts. If only we could get rid of their supply depot at this point. So. They must not have the heart to fight. Or even crash it. That's it. We'll be safe. So. This task must be completed. And it's up to me to do it. I have wings. I can't compare to me in terms of speed. Other than that. I'm alone. It's easier to come and go."

As originally planned. They just need to finish the task by four o'clock in the morning. But now. They are no longer allowed to proceed in a step-by-step manner. Can only be gambled. Can only spell.

The squadron leader hesitated. He'd seen the wings on the back of the warrior's soul. But it is. In every sense of the word. It's best to have the Warrior Soul complete the mission on its own.

Things were quickly settled. The squadron leader with this steel-toothed captain. And those pangolin knights return to their home camp. Then report this information to the Red Iron General. And the soul of the army goes to complete the task alone.

"Squadron Leader. Give me all the flint. Please rest assured. I'm going to get the job done."

The warrior spirit stretched out his hand. I brought the flint that the squadron leader had kept.

Flint is a unique thing to lava dwarves. This kind of thing if it's not sealed. It burns violently. But if sealed. A violent explosion will occur. It is generally used to open mines. Its properties are similar to those of gunpowder that we are familiar with. But. What the soul of the war sees. It's a reddish block of stone.

The squadron leader left twelve fighters. These warriors. Left behind to paralyze the steeltooth dwarves. Basically, they have no hope of surviving. They opened a hole for the soul of the warriors. so that he can go outside. The soul of the army cannot go down the hole in the ground. That's it. It is easy to spot by the forces of the Steeltooth Dwarves.

At the time of leaving. The warrior spirit looked at these although he couldn't tell the age. But each bearded dwarven warrior. I can't help but think of his former comrades. During a small island landing operation. There are three comrades-in-arms who are in this situation. Sacrificed on the ground.

The warrior stared hard. Make yourself appear stronger. He stood upright. The right fist is clenched. There was a thud on his left chest. This is the military salute of humanity. These adorable dwarven warriors. They are eligible for this courtesy.

"Huh. Whoosh."

Neither the warrior spirits nor the dwarven warriors spoke. Over here. It's already very, very far from the fortress. He spreads his wings. Then flap your wings and fly high. Soon it flew away.

The soul of the warrior knows. Hope is basically pinned on him. They must find a way to repel this attack. No one thought about it. In this fortress. An army of 1.2 million was gathered. If this million-strong army goes to war as planned. The troops of the Lava Dwarves are able to escape even if they are able to escape. I don't think there's much left. And. Accidentally. It's a dead end. It's the end of total destruction.

It can be said that . No matter how powerful the Red Iron General is. But. It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice. Face more than a million wolf-like enemy troops. He has a thousand clever plans. But it can't always match the strength of others.

"Die to complete the mission."

The soul of the warrior swore secretly in his heart. This quest is a rare 2S level quest. Other words. This mission will definitely not be smooth sailing. And most importantly. That's with the help of a hundred elite Commander-level warriors. That's still a 2S-class mission. Now it's just himself. What extent will this task be.

The warrior shook his head. Keep these selfish thoughts safe from your mind. All he's going to do now. It's all the way.

The speed of the flight is fast. It didn't take ten minutes. The shadow of the steel rock fortress has appeared in the field of vision of the war spirit. See this fortress from the air. It's still impressive.

It's too late to go down the drain. The soul of the war army has come full circle. Flew straight to the south. Over there. is the location of the raid warehouse. But. Although the soul of the army can fly. But. He's not really a birdman. So it doesn't fly high at all. The highest can fly to 2 or 30 meters. But. This height is for a steelstone fortress. But it seems to be trivial. Not even the height of its walls. What to talk about entering.

But. The soul of the war army naturally has a way. Or rather, being forced to be helpless. He flies in the air. Very careful observation. There are many lookout holes and shooting holes on the outer wall of the fort. He could only hope now that there was no one behind these holes. Or at least no one noticed him.

The Warrior Spirit chose a shot hole that was relatively far away. That shooting hole was about a man more than a person high. Open halfway up the walls of the fortress. Look at the height of 25 or 6 meters. He flew in. Just right.

He can't afford to think about it at all. The warrior spirit took a deep breath. Stabilized my emotions a bit. Flap your wings. A swipe. I got through this shot hole.

OK. Maybe this side is in the big rear. Maybe it was the soldiers on duty who deserted. In a word. In this room of more than a dozen square meters. Except for a huge crossbow . There was only one soldier. And. The soldier was still dozing.

Look at the huge crossbow bolt that is more than two meters long. It's aimed at the sky outside. If someone manipulates it. The soul of the warrior will definitely be pierced into a meat skewer by this giant crossbow. Look at that goose-egg-thick guy. The warrior couldn't help but clamp his ass. This guy. It's chilling.

It is said that among the army. Discipline determines victory or defeat. I don't add anything to this. Live blood. This is true even in business and commerce. If the soldiers in this room are sticking to their posts. If the soldiers on duty here did not doze off. So. Everything could be rewritten.

There aren't so many ifs. The soul of the war army is ruthless. It's too late to observe the level, qi and blood of this little soldier. Quietly walked in front of this creep. Reality uses [Dignity of the Wolf King]. Then. The Sword of Judgment was slowly raised. Aim at the throat. He released the [Shining Strike].

Warlord Soul doesn't pay attention to what damage numbers. Anyway. Most of the creep's head was cut off from his neck. Dropping on the side. Blood was pouring out. Throughout. This creep didn't even notice the invasion of the warrior's spirit. It can be said that . It's not unjust to die at all.

The warrior spirit wiped the sweat from his forehead. Finally inside the enemy's fortress. It's past zero now. That means. He. It's time to transform.

Along. Although just a few minutes is a minute at most. But the soul of the war army thought a lot. This task is absolutely impossible to break through by force. So. Only outwitted. At the very least, unhindered access to the enemy's supply warehouses is to be carried out. That's how you have a chance.

Whether it's real or virtual. The soul of the warrior knows. These supply warehouses are strategically located. The defense here is even higher and stronger than the command. Therefore. He had to be careful and careful. That's a chance. Otherwise. Die on the threshold of the supply warehouse. That's wrong.

The soul of the army is for the sake of insurance. A gritted tooth. Took out a stand-in doll from the bag. This kind of stuff though he got six. But two have been used. Now in order to complete the task. He really fought hard.

"You must complete the mission. Otherwise. Lao Tzu lost a lot of money."

The warrior cursed. And then. I chose [Incarnation]. The light flashed. The soul of the warrior has become a lonely soul in the dark dressed in black. The Shadow Adjudicator can wear cloth or leather armor. But it's a pity. The soul of the army is indebted to both. Therefore. I had to be naked. But. The system is still relatively benevolent. He was covered with a black cloth garment with no attributes. Of course. This cloth robe also cost ten gold coins of the Soul of the Army.

In a word. Now the spirit of the army is no different from the average Assassin. But. The bow on his back. But it made him look a little nondescript. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, no one else can see it.

The air seems to turn into the surface of the water. There were ripples. Right in this ripple. The soul of the warrior seems to have melted. Disappear into thin air.

Coming out of the room. Outside is a hallway. Quietly. There wasn't a single figure. The soul of the army recognized the direction. Walk quickly to the left. This crossbow house was originally about the left corner of the fort. Follow his memory. Turn a corner and walk another ten or twenty meters. There's a staircase up the stairs.

The fort is a purely military building. Everything is in the service of war . So. To ensure safety. The soldiers were from the outside wall ladder to the top of the fort. Then take the stairs. Walk down to the battle business.

The spirit of the army stops and stops along the way. Soon. Enter the interior of the fortress. He remembered it well. The paths chosen are basically the most direct and closest. After his feet stepped on the stone pavement. He exhaled deeply. Finally. He made it safely to the perimeter of the supply warehouse.

It took about twenty minutes. The door to the warehouse has appeared in the eyes of the warrior spirit. But. This gate is obviously not so good. There were at least a hundred guards standing at the door. And. Look inside. Everywhere there are soldiers on patrol.

What to do.

The warrior soul frowned.