"Commander!" the adjutant was so anxious that he seemed about to cry, "We have never heard of the nonsense he said. Don't let him stay here and cause more trouble. The war is important!"
The adjutants who were able to stand in the room today were all confidants. After all, they were old subordinates. The commander finally nodded and ordered people to put away the drawings.
The female magician's father, Dabus, the number one magician in mainland China, walked up to Wang Wen and said softly to him, "I understand how you want to help me share the pressure, but this matter cannot be rushed. You wait patiently for me for five days. After the trap takes effect, the coach will have manpower to deploy, and then use other rotating troops to fill the vacancies in the stronghold, and I will be able to come back. By then, I will seriously teach you Divine Stone Crafting."
"Five days!" Wang Wen looked up at a 45-degree angle and let out a long sigh through his nose, with a heavy expression.
Then, he said loudly, "Who has any questions? No problem, start taking action now!"
Wang Wen clapped his hands and walked out of the door.
He said in a rapid voice, "Quick, quick, everyone, get moving! Take the person in charge of the trap and we will set off directly to the trap site! Lao Mo, just rush to the night elves overnight to control the progress and repel the people. Don't fight too much. I'm worried that if we turn around and the trap takes effect, the progress will be directly over the top.", Miss Yan, please try your best to be as fast as possible. Military supplies such as heavy crossbow scrolls and potions are really out of the question. Even if we buy more high-end protective gear and armor, our progress may explode at any time. If we don't spend all the money, we will suffer even more losses. All Tower Climbers, let me see your execution ability!"
Wang Wen hasn't reached the door yet.
Behind him, Mo Ran snatched the map from a certain adjutant's hand, turned into a bolt of black lightning, smashed the door to pieces, and left quickly.
The remaining locals in the room were stunned.
The coach asked Wang Wen in confusion, "Is your companion a warrior of the orc tribe? Is he so strong?"
Wang Wen didn't answer and asked instead, "Who is the person in charge of the trap? Are you going to follow us if you are pressed for time? If not, we will go through the terrain by ourselves. I will remember that when the trap is completed without your credit, I will not be responsible!"
An adjutant by the door looked at the coach inquiringly.
The coach held the sand table with one hand and waved at him casually with the other hand, saying "Go ahead."
The adjutant nodded and followed Wang Wen and Zhu Xingguo away.
Ren Ruanruan and Chen Hansheng followed closely and walked out of the room. Chen Hansheng repeated his old trick by dragging an adjutant while chatting and handing him a business card, and intentionally or unintentionally demonstrated the correct use of the business card.
Although Fuel Card is a prop of World Tower, it can only be regarded as daily necessities at best.
If you can exchange daily necessities for some military combat supplies, your business will make a lot of money. If there are props recognized by World Tower, you will immediately make a fortune.
Chen Hansheng had rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with the top beings in the level before. There were few elites in his group. The few masters who reached the 400th floor only rushed the tower without thinking, and would not take the initiative to explore more opportunities. When encountering an integer level, they would like to complete the progress in seconds to pass the level.
This was a rare opportunity, and he burst out with great enthusiasm and enthusiasm.
Wait for all Tower Climber to leave the room.
The adjutant in the room sent someone to find a craftsman to repair the door.
The remaining staff gathered around the sand table and asked quietly, "Why does the coach trust these strangers with unknown origins so much?"
The coach waved his hand and chuckled, "It's not about trust, it's just about not pushing away. At least we don't have to chase away people who take the initiative to help before they show destructiveness, right?"
"What's more." His eyes fell on the center of the sand table, and he lightly tapped the area where the flags were most concentrated. "Whether it's a trap or a flank, it's a trivial matter, as long as there are no problems on our main battlefield."
At this time, all the adjutants finally nodded in unison and flattered with sincerity. "Your Excellency is wise!"
After appeasing his subordinates, the commander looked at the Dabus father and daughter on the other side and asked, "Dilu is here, what are you going to do next?"
Dabus shook his head and said, "Don't take the jokes of a few children seriously. I will still take care of the night elves personally. I just want you to help me get settled Dilu. Don't let me worry."
"Of course, no problem." The coach responded easily to this trivial matter.
Unexpectedly, the female magician hugged her father's arm and begged, "I want to go to the battlefield."
Dabus rubbed her hair lovingly and comforted, "I will take you to the elders of the elves in a while to ask for some of their holy water and moonlight baptism. No matter what dirty water you drink, it will be completely eliminated. Just be good and don't let me worry, okay?"
The female magician asked worriedly, "Can it really be eliminated?"
"Don't worry, no one loves cleanliness more than elves." Dabus recalled, "They don't even eat meat."
The night is getting darker.
Two airships took off from the general headquarters and rushed to different directions on the battlefield.
The atmosphere in the two airships is completely different.
Wang Wen said apologetically in the cabin, "Is it still that far away? I thought we could walk there. It's really troublesome for you to get up in the middle of the night to send us to the battlefield."
On the other side, Mo Ran yelled angrily in the cabin, "Is it so slow? Why don't you leave me alone and let me run to the battlefield by myself. It's much faster than this thing!"
No matter what.
A few hours later, as the sky was filled with stars, Wang Wen and Mo Ran arrived at their respective destinations.
Late at night, the battlefield was still blazing with flames.
In a life-and-death fight, no one cares whether there is one sun or six moons above their heads.
Just by hearing the name, night elves know that night is the time when they are at their strongest.
The crimson creature on the opposite side will appear tired and sleepy unless it is full of food and drink, otherwise it will always be manic.
So the two sides continued to fight.
On the right side of the night elf defense stronghold is a rock wall that reaches the top. All enemies attack from the front left. That is the main battlefield. Most of the enemies who "sneak" here are stragglers who cannot get meat on the main battlefield and are so hungry that they wander around mindlessly.
This is also the reason why the night elves have been able to persist until now.
The number of enemies is small.
And there is no organization or discipline.
When it comes to single combat with night elves, I have never been afraid of anyone.
Especially at night, their vision is much better than during the day, and their bodies will be covered with a layer of faint silver moonlight. This layer of moonlight will make them more physically energetic, more responsive, more powerful, and they will recover from injuries faster.
Just like there are only about a hundred night elves left in this stronghold, but as long as the enemy's numerical unit is "hundred", no one can rush to them alive.
But there's something strange tonight.
Except for the skirmishers who usually appear from time to time.
The superior vision given to the night elves at night allowed them to vaguely see that there seemed to be layers of surging black shadows gathering in the distant night.
This discovery made them somewhat worried.
No matter how strong they are, numbers are their shortcoming after all. If a large number of enemies launch a group charge in an organized and disciplined manner, this stronghold will likely fall in an instant.
This is really strange.
Since the beginning of the war, no one has paid attention to this stronghold that is easy to defend but difficult to attack and cannot be called important.
Nothing big will happen tonight, right?