Chapter 2550 Don't Come Here! !

Zhao Hao could clearly feel the opposite direction.

However, he relied on the strength of his own thousand-military realm, and with the support of the soldiers under his command, he was able to cope with it with ease.

But he obviously couldn't keep rushing like this forever.

Just like chariot battles require burning oil, martial artists also need to consume Astral Qi in battles, and at the same time have to consider a physical problem.

The prolongation of the fighting time made the Astral Qi in his body consume more and more, and his physical strength began to gradually decline.

As Zhao Pan's son, Zhao Hao is obviously a person who goes through his brain.

When there are still 20-30% of the Astral Qi in the body, it is almost time to prepare to retreat.

Otherwise, when the Astral Qi in the body is exhausted, facing the firepower of the Saxon side, even a martial artist with a complete Thousand Armies Realm, I am afraid it will be difficult to retreat.

Aside from the fact that he couldn't find the enemy commander, Zhao Hao was actually quite satisfied with his performance after he entered the enemy camp.

He's definitely not someone who thinks things too beautifully.

Therefore, from the very beginning, he started the operation on the premise that "the enemy commander could not be found".

With this mentality, he kept destroying the opposing defense facilities, destroying tanks and chariots, but causing a lot of losses to the Saxon side.

Many troops were disturbed by him.

This fierce battle lasted for nearly three hours, and finally came to an end with the defeat of the Saxon side.

The defeated Admiral Lecto, with the Saxon army under his command, fled all the way towards the borders of Wanjie Civilization.

The chasing troops didn't chase it for too long, or they knew that this wave would not lead to a result.

The martial arts troops headed by Zhao Hao were basically exhausted, and the physical strength of each soldier was also severely exhausted.

If there is a need to pursue, this unit will definitely not be able to provide combat power.

On the other side of the northern orcs, they have already beaten to this point, and they are all covered in blood.

As for the dwarf tank mecha army and the goblin mecha army, not to mention of course, next, in the Winter Fortress, the engineers responsible for repairing the mecha and the members of the various logistics teams are probably going crazy.

Looking up at the sky, snowflakes were already floating again at this moment.

The clouds that had been blown up by the Ice Blade Storm before gathered together again in a leisurely manner. The severe weather in their northern region was also very strong.

Breathing out a breath of heat, after Zhao Hao reunited with the other troops, he left behind a few scouts from the White Fox clan to continue to stare at this area, and then temporarily retreated to the rear fortress with the other troops, and then went to rest and replenish.

During this period, all the mages who had long finished their work, after returning to the car, the whole state was much more comfortable.

Before sitting in the car, I felt cold to death, and the car heating was useless at all.

And now, after going down one trip, and returning to the car, everyone's first reaction was...

"It's so warm~"

After that, several middle-level wind mages of the Royal Mage Corps also took this opportunity to quickly consult with Iverson about spell cultivation.

The opportunity to ask a high-level mage for advice is very rare, how can you just let it go?

Among the 20 wind-type middle-level mages, there are human beings and wizards from the elf race. In this regard, Iverson was not stingy, and directly shared some of his cultivation experience.

At this moment, even Mia listened with her ears pricked up, and then joined the topic directly.

In the field of wind spells, Iverson is the most accomplished in the civilization of the world at present. Listening to it more will be beneficial to these middle-level wind mages.

Even if they can't become high-level mages, they can deepen their understanding of some middle-level wind spells to a certain extent, thereby improving some strengths.

When I returned to the camp, although I was already mentally prepared, the moment I saw the scarred mechas drive in, the three tribes of engineers and soldiers from the human, dwarf and goblin tribes gathered in one place. The logistics staff all have the urge to turn their heads and leave.

This workload cannot be done without sleep for a few days.

At the same time, for those wounded soldiers, first aid work was also launched quickly.

Many priests of the Holy Light from the state religion have begun to perform healing techniques to rescue the wounded.

And here, by the way, it is worth mentioning that on the northern side, the state religion is quite unexpected, and it is developing very well.

Not counting the Beishan area, after leaving the Beishan Fortress, the total population of the Bitter Cold Land is only 3.79 million, which is a little less than 4 million.

But here, there are a total of 830,000 followers of the state religion!

In the population of the North, almost one out of every four people is a peripheral believer of their state religion.

And this part of the peripheral believers, after the winter, will produce quite a lot of faith points for Luo Ji every year.

But the reason is not that complicated.

On the north side, after the winter, there are blizzards all the year round, and everyone can't go out. The entire north is almost closed in winter, so they can only stay at home.

When there is really nothing to do, those outside believers will naturally have time to pray.

For Luo Ji, it was a blessing in disguise.

Returning to the topic, after all the mecha units were received in, the members of the logistics team of each mecha were also tossing.

Just trying to deceive their pilots from the mecha-branded 'sauna' would take a lot of effort.

"Brothers, come out soon, okay?!"

At this time, the members of every logistics team will always fall into a state of sympathy.

"I won't come out! I won't come out even if I die!"

"Then don't blame us..."

"Wait, wait! What are you trying to do?!"

In the next second, amid the countless wailing sounds, the closed doors of the mechas slowly opened with a large amount of white steam ejected.

"Oh, hell! I want to protest! You are violating the rights and interests of the mecha pilots!! Like this remote operation through the system, the function of forcibly opening the mecha hatch, I strongly demand that it be removed!!"

"That's right! This feature has to be removed!"

"That's it! It's inhumane! Who the hell came up with it?!"

At this moment, countless goblins and dwarf pilots abandoned racial barriers and prejudices, and achieved an unprecedented unity in will.

In response to this, the large group of logistics staff outside who were gearing up for it walked up with a smile on their faces.

"You, what are you doing?! No, you don't come here!!"

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