Hebot, carrying a bag of black bread, walked carefully among the trenches, then he lowered his body into the bunker hidden under the grass, and found his comrades who were on duty and using magical items to monitor the movements of the demon army in the abyss in the distance.

"It's time to eat, you can eat first, I'll help you take a look."

The big man's eyes moved away from the magical object that looked like a telescope, but when he raised his head, he hit the top of the low-high bunker, making a dull sound.

"Oh! Can't this thing be made higher?"

"If you create too high, you will be hit by the demons' spell-like abilities, and you haven't seen how those careless guys turned into minced meat before."

Hebot took the magic item from the other party, carefully tried and adjusted it, and then continued to monitor the enemies in the distance.

"Don't you think the food has become worse and worse recently? Even the black bread comes out... If this continues, the demons really attack, and we are gone to the strength to pick up the weapons."

The big man pulled the stick-shaped black bread hard, then looked at the latter, and complained with dissatisfaction.

"The supply line behind the Salvation Army was attacked. You should be content with bread when you eat it. I heard that some troops are already digging weeds."

Hebot raised his head from the magical item and glanced at him.

"You came from a country like Nilagra where you can have fun even fried fish, chips and starry sky pie. Of course, black bread is not too bad for you... My hometown is the food capital of Enamel. Let me tell you, Enamel soup, awesome!"

Although the big man complained, he still tried hard to break the black bread and handed half of it to Hebott.

"But your food city is now occupied by the demons." Hebott took the half-hard black bread and said casually.

"This is also the main reason why I joined the Salvation Army."

The big man shrugged: "I bet those damn demons absolutely don't know the preciousness of the ingredients of the enamel genius and the importance of the food culture!"

"Because they all eat raw meat."

Hebot seemed a little tired of this topic. After replying casually, he continued to monitor the camp of the demons of the abyss.

"Why don't those monsters attack?" Seeing that Hebot lacked interest, the big man changed the topic, but his mouth was filled with black bread, and his voice sounded a little dull: "Is it because it's not ready yet? It's obviously been so long..."

"No, the reason why the Abyss demons sneaked into the supply line behind the Savior Army is probably to stimulate the Savior Army and force us to attack us on the initiative." Hebott took a bite of the black bread, but failed to bite it. He could only try to soften it with water first, and continued: "Those guys are not stupid... Maybe it should be said that their commanders are not stupid, just pay attention to the same as us."

"Do you mean that the battlefield and traps have been arranged to gain an advantage when the opponent takes the initiative to attack?"

"It's almost the same. In short, I see that there is not enough endurance there, so I can't help but take action." Hebot finally tore off a small piece of it from the black bread and chewed it in his mouth like chewing gum.

"Anyway, as long as this battle is over, everything will almost end." The big man smiled silly: "I want to get a medal in this battle and go back to show off to my sister."

Then he found that Hebot had stopped chewing at some point, and he was focused on looking at the mirror-like magical objects.

The next moment, Hebot threw the bread in his hand and pulled out a ball-shaped alchemy item from a military troop box next to the bunker. He pulled the ring on the alchemy item, and a sharp alarm sounded over the plain.

"What's wrong?" The big man stood up in panic, but hit the top of the bunker again, but this time he didn't care about the pain. Instead, he looked at Hebot anxiously.

"Enemy attacks! The number is unknown!"

Hebot continued to search in the junction box for a while, and finally found two small tactical backpacks containing weapons, potions, emergency food and drinking water.

"On your back. Get ready for battle!"

At this time, the bright red magic light also lit up in the sky, revealing that Hebot's alarm was not a false alarm out of nothing.

The first thing that fell into the position was the hell fireball released by the abyss demons. It was a green fireball that drew parabolas in the sky and then smashed into their position.

This kind of fireball is different from ordinary flame magic. It does not explode, but it has a sputtering effect. If it is burned by that green flame, the entire wound will gradually begin to rot, and the fuel of that flame is not the body or anything else. It is the vitality of human beings.

Unless you are a magician above the middle level, you will be stained with this kind of flame. If you don’t want to die, you can only cut off the stained parts.

Screams and cries suddenly filled the entire position, and then a more powerful bombardment came.

The bunker where Hebot and the others were located was cut off from the top. Although both of them subconsciously fell to the ground and avoided the gravel's shotgun-like strafing, they were still exposed to broad daylight.

In addition, their bunkers were on the front line, so before the two of them retreated, the front line of the Abyss Army came into contact with them - in fact, almost all the Saviors scouts on this line were attacked by the front line of the Abyss Army.

Hebot's enemy is a demonized orc.

This creature is very similar to ordinary orcs, but its skin is gray, its fangs, claws and canine teeth are longer, and its hair is all black and white. The bright red eyeballs become more conspicuous because of the pale skin.

Although it looks terrible, these guys are actually just miscellaneous fish in the Abyss Army, and are on the same level as the little evil demon.

Compared with the wooden sticks in the hands of the demonized orcs, Hebot's weapons are much more advanced.

Since all human craftsmen are helping the Savior Army and the dwarfs to participate in the war, the Savior Army has an unparalleled weapon and equipment advantage. Even soldiers like Hebot, who are of low-level qualities, have excellent enchantment knives.

Jia Shanghai Bot is not a young man on the battlefield, but a veteran who has participated in several battles. After dodging the wooden stick of the demonized orc, he cut open the other party's chest with his backhand, and cut off the other party's head with one knife, proclaiming the guy's death.

"Whooth, crush it, go forward--King Hori Dragon!"

The shouts of heroes from the rear came, and many demonized orcs were stirred into pieces by the rifle-shaped hero instrument that turned into a strong wind.

The fishy smell of blood and the unique atmosphere of the battlefield are mixed together, making adrenaline thrilling.

After smelling this breath, Hebott finally confirmed it.

The final war has already begun at this moment. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianyi, novels are better, updated and faster!

ps: I didn’t update yesterday because I went on a blind date.

...Please don't ask me what the result is, I just want to quietly watch the scenery now.
Chapter completed!