All wars will not develop as planned, but planning is still necessary.

Just like the previous formation that enhanced the projection of the Horned Rat, although they were breached to the rear as Nagash used short-distance teleportation, they still prevented the skeletons from breaking through the front and joining forces with Nagash.

Now, the marching formation of Iklit's army looks like a broken army.

But Ikrit didn't care about this and did not stop his rapid march. He took a breather and said to the white-haired rat.

"There are no tactics, let's go and make peace with Vitrik first."

The white-haired engineer warlock was left confused and continued running.

Soon, Esky knew why he called, there is no strategy.

At a fork in their road leading to the sixth mining area, Ikrit stopped his previous rapid march, and a golden and gray-black machine appeared in front of the white-haired engineering warlock.

This is a huge flamethrower, mounted on a vehicle pulled by slave rats, equipped with metal wheels that are more than half the height of a rat, and a huge metal suspension.

From the appearance, the structure of this injector is quite simple. At the rear is a combustion chamber that looks like it is made of bronze, and at the front are the draft tube and nozzle made of the same material.

All structures used to guide energy seem to be integrated into the interior of these structures.

As the slave rat pushed forward, the steel tires and bearings below made a harsh friction sound. Esky approached Vitrik who was standing on the flamethrower and asked.

"You use bronze as a material, aren't you afraid that it will melt directly?"

At first, Esky was not sure that the golden color in front of him was the color of bronze. After getting closer, he discovered something was wrong in terms of texture.

Whitrick's one eye stared at him and then turned back.

"It doesn't matter, I have enough slave rats."

Esky stopped talking. Indeed, most engineering warlocks are used to making equipment from materials that are relatively easy to make.

While his soldiers are all equipped with steel armor, some clans are even using bronze armor.

The white-haired engineer warlock glared at Vitrik from behind again and walked to the side of the great warlord's team.

None of the soldiers around him belong to him. As long as Nagash does not appear, he has the confidence to leave the battlefield with the ability to teleport, which is nothing more than a big political problem.

As time passed, more than 30 minutes of marching from fast to slow passed. Under Ikrit's greeting, the team changed from a posture like a broken army to an orderly one.

However, the engineering warlock's face was not very good-looking, and so were Ikrit and Eshiliga beside him.

Eshiliga even took off the black cloth on his head, revealing his face, his nose twitching in an effort to smell something in the air.

There is only one reason for everything, and there are indeed too few obstacles encountered along the way.

Did Nagash really mobilize all the skeletons to besiege Staden?

"Lord of the rebels, did your scouts bring back the news? It was too quiet along the way."

The white-haired engineering warlock couldn't help but ask.

"Shut up, little rat. You have no right to speak here."

As Esiliga spoke, his nose was still twitching in the air, but his nose, which could smell smells from several kilometers away, still did not give him any abnormal feedback, only the common smell of rats and feces.

"He's right, Eshiliga, it went so smoothly. There were only a few scattered skeletons on the road, and there wasn't even an army to stop us. We brought this thing with us in a big way."

Ikrit pointed at the flamethrower and said.

"Although, I also want to say that maybe the stickman is too seriously injured, but I don't dare to act on this idea."

"Last time, your scouts told me that there were only 1,000 skeletons here. Although the leader was fed poisoned wine by the Prophet Council, which was considered an early punishment, this kind of information still caused me heavy losses."

Speaking of this, Ikrit's eyes seemed to shine brightly.

The reason why Eshiliga, who had a higher status than him at the time, got on the same boat as him was because Eshiliga's intelligence made a big mistake, and in order to protect himself in front of the parliament, he had to join forces with him.

Now, he seemed to smell that smell again, not with his nose, but with his brain.

"Are you sure that the Stickman Monster didn't ambush us?"

"Can't."

Eshiliga looked around as if an enemy was about to appear.
Chapter completed!