In the dark corridor, the Drow army of more than 100 people was quietly marching.

The army did not carry a flag with the drow family crest on it, and they were armed in a variety of shapes, not at all like a regular army.

However, no family's matrimonial mother would underestimate this army, as they are the independent mercenary group of Dayeso, a unique military organization in the city of Morsoblay.

The independent mercenary group of Dayeso is composed of wandering drows who have been destroyed or expelled from the family, among which there are even some princesses of wealthy families, mercenaries only fight for money, and often turn left and right in battle, and turn against each other on the battlefield, but this is very normal in the eyes of the dark elves, even if it is notorious, there are still many families who pay to hire this army and do something so dirty that the dark elves don't bother to do.

The leader of the mercenary group, Jalaso Banrui, rode on the back of an underground lizard and walked at the front of the group.

Underground lizards have meat pads on their paws, are extremely vocal when traveling, and can climb steep rock walls, making them a very popular mount for the dark elves in the dark regions.

At Jarraso's side, a female arachnoid elf quickly followed him with eight spider legs.

This female arachnoid elf, who was a drow female warrior a few days ago, was also a spider elf who had just been transformed into a beastly arachnid spirit who had just been transformed by the angry master mother.

Her upper body was naked, and the lower half of her body had turned into a spider's belly from the hip down, with eight barbed spider legs sticking out from below her abdomen.

It's a weird demonic creature that's both ugly and beautiful.

This arachnoid is the only one who has seen the two adventurers who wreak havoc and hunt Drow Squad around the perimeter of Morsoblay.

Threatened by the surface elves to lead the way, she began to beg for mercy after only two stabs, and returned to the surface world with the escaped slaves.

The stupid surface elves healed her wounds and let her go.

She thought that if she returned to Morsoblay with the news, she would not be punished even if she could not make meritorious service, but the result was that the master's mother used magic to detect her thoughts, exposing her cowardly evil deeds of helping the surface elves, and was brutally transformed into a spider elf.

On the one hand, the mistress is there to punish her, and on the other hand, the arachnid elves have a beastly sense of smell and can follow the smell to find a target.

Jalaso had been taking this arachnoid spirit around the city of Morsoblay for a long time, almost turning a hundred miles around, but he still couldn't find any clues.

He decided to go around the nearby villages and see if he could make a breakthrough.

The dark elves' way of dominating the other races in the ruling area is very simple, when there is no shortage of food, wait for the village to pay regular tribute, send a food conscription team to loot when there is a shortage of food, and occasionally line up a hunting team to kill a few villagers to show their prestige and spread fear.

As a result, the Drow have no understanding of the villages in their control area, and as immortals, the Drow have a slower sense of time than other races, and a year and a half is not a long time for the life of the Drow Elves for seven or eight hundred years.

Although Jalaso is a very efficient alternative drow, his "emergency investigation" is only busy three days a week, and the rest of the time he has to give the mercenaries a holiday to relieve their mood, which has been delayed for more than half a year, and has been misled by the arachnid elves into believing that the attacker is a human adventurer from the surface world, this investigation has continued until now, and under the repeated urging of the Banrui family, the Dayeso mercenary group has been able to complete the inspection of the surrounding area of the city, and the search circle has barely expanded to the gray dwarf village a little further away from the city.

The Drow mercenary group walked around, but they didn't notice that on the rock wall in the distance, a fluorescent mushroom suddenly lost its light.

They were spotted by the grey dwarf sentry stationed there, who wrapped the glowing mushroom in a bag, and another sentry on the cliff in the distance did the same when he saw the light disappear.

This is the way the guerrillas deal with the "message tree" when the devils sweep away, and when the information transmission is inconvenient, it can be like a beacon, one secret post after another to pass on the news of the "enemy attack."

In just ten minutes, the village of Luoshi, which was the first to discover the secret outpost of the Drow mercenary group, learned that a Drow army was heading towards the village.

In the dwarven hall in the center of the village, the guerrillas gathered urgently with the sound of a hurried whistle, and it took only a few minutes for two hundred gray dwarves with rifles on their backs to form a neat line in the hall.

Luo Feng and Trist stood at the front of the gray dwarf queue, the two looked at each other, Triss nodded, and stepped forward, walking in front of each gray dwarf warrior.

"Colleagues, you have undergone rigorous training to become a qualified underground party fighter, and twenty red priests have been produced among you, and now, you are about to face the real test of war."

The gray dwarf guerrillas looked solemn and suddenly shouted in unison: "Always be ready, defend the people, defend the homeland, and destroy the invaders!" ”

This is their spontaneous cry, and this guerrilla unit has adopted the idea of army building of Chen Ke's comrades, and has implemented a democratic system within the unit, with officers and men being treated equally and equally, stipulating that officers and commanders are not allowed to beat or scold soldiers, and that soldiers have the freedom to speak in meetings.

Soldiers' committees were established at the company level and above, and the soldiers' councils had great powers to participate in the administrative and economic management of the troops, and the officers were subject to their supervision.

At the end of each day's training, a meeting will be held in the squad to make a summary, and the dwarven warriors will complain, tell their tragic stories of being oppressed by the Drow elves, and sit together to study the "Selected Works of Chen Ke".

The dwarf girls of the art troupe trained by Tang Xiaotian regularly organize condolence performances and arrange some dramas based on the true stories of Luoshi Village.

Every time they perform, the dwarves, whose expressions are as indifferent as rocks, weep bitterly, and the emotions hidden in their hearts explode, turning their hatred for the drow's oppressors and exploiters into strength and motivation.

The timid grey dwarves have been completely transformed, and now they are no longer destitute, surviving drow slaves, their homeland has changed dramatically, and their lives are changing day by day!

They had food, clothing, clean water, and all things that they had created with their own hands.

The dwarven children sang the songs of Tang Xiaotianjiao, learned the knowledge imparted by Crane, and wrote letters and words on the stone slab with chalk. The once empty eyes are also full of agility, lively and happy.

When the gray dwarves saw these children, it was as if they had seen the new country and the new life under the red faith that Mr. Bredrow had depicted to them.

It is a world of equality, prosperity, knowledge and dignity for all!

The grey dwarves didn't believe in Braderow, but the artist taught them to work in new ways day after day, teaching them to carve out a paradise with their own hands in the barren and dark lands.

The water source is a deep well and a steam water lifter, the food is all kinds of mushrooms grown in greenhouses, and the clothes are three kinds of cloth produced by the steam textile factory...... There are also magical weapons "rifles" made in the arsenal to arm them.

The gray dwarf guerrillas knew what they were fighting for, cowardice was no longer the imprint of their people from generation to generation, a wisp of bright red cleansed their minds and hearts, and washed away their instinctive fear of dark-skinned and pointy ears for generations.

Sweeping the warriors' high-spirited faces one by one, Trist nodded in satisfaction and ordered the dwarven guerrillas with a wave of his hand:

"Colleagues, go and destroy the enemy! I order, the first detachment of the underground guerrilla brigade, go! ”