The Apocalyptic Master of Synthesis

  Chapter 59 The Rapid March of the Dwarves (for collection)

   More than an hour later, Zhuifeng rushed back with the nightmare centaur.

  The miner corpse that Chen Wei had just transformed was on its way. Judging by their speed, it would take more than six hours to arrive at the dwarf cottage.

   "Zhuifeng, you are idle now, look around to see if there is any food that can be eaten. We have added a group of dwarves, and food will become a problem."

   "Okay, I'll help those shortlegs find something, but only for them, they can't take our oats."

  Zhuifeng is very aware of the food intake of dwarves, and there are so many dwarves here, what if they can't find food.

   "Okay, I will find a way to get their food, but I have to get rid of it in the past few days."

  Chen Wei also had some headaches. He even had the idea of ​​killing all the lava dwarves and turning them into undead.

   But think about it, apart from the large number of undead, there is actually no strong combat power.

  Finally, he gave up this idea and honestly considered where to find food.

  In addition to food, Chen Wei also has to consider another problem, that is, the problem of transportation.

   Now the number of troops under him is not too large, and his logistics supplies can still handle it now.

   But when Chen Wei's troops increased, food became the key to the war.

   It is impossible for Chen Wei's subordinates to be all undead. The synthetic natural disasters may be demons, machines and insect swarms.

   In addition to the need for energy for machinery, demons and swarms are big appetites that can eat.

   Without a strong enough supply team, Chen Wei himself could drag himself to death.

   "We need to find a hero who is responsible for transporting food and grass supplies."

Chen Wei thought about this matter in his heart, but he also understood that this matter is something that can be encountered but not sought after. After all, in the current situation, it is considered good to be able to get a hero. If you want to designate a special direction, then it is not at all. possible.

  While waiting for the walking corpse of the miner to come, Zhuifeng took the nightmare centaur to search the nearby woods.

  I didn't find any other things, but I found a lot of edible fruits and mushrooms.

   Except for some fruits that Zhuifeng sent to Chen Wei, he put away all the other fruits.

  In his words, this is to supplement food for his brothers. Dwarves don’t usually eat fruit. They can’t pick fruit at all. They just eat mushrooms.

   The dwarves really have no way to refute the words of chasing the wind, but there are mushrooms, at least they can be eaten, unlike stone pancakes, which are not for people to eat at all.

After the food and everything were ready, Chen Wei asked Zhuifeng to go to Yeyong Town again, and bought some ale from Wheeler, as a way to boost the morale of the dwarves. As for the effect, Chen Wei was a little confused. Sure.

  Because the wine in the hands of the undead is so weak that it has almost no taste.

   After six hours, the miner's corpse finally returned to the team.

  Chen Wei and the others also organized their troops and set off for the next place.

  At this time, the strength of Chen Wei's troops changed again.

   Chasing the wind has 6 extraordinary level 1 nightmare centaurs, plus 14 drones who can't fight at all, it is the weakest army.

  Stanford brought 41 extraordinary level 2 miner walking corpses, 33 extraordinary level 2 torch walking corpses, and 11 extraordinary level 1 ordinary walking corpses.

  Chen Wei himself brought 17 extraordinary level 2 skeleton soldiers, 46 extraordinary level 2 lava dwarves, 6 extraordinary level 2 dwarf shield guards, plus a skeleton wall and a bone treasure chest.

   There is also a bone beetle mount.

  In this way, the total strength of the troops is about 176 people.

   Compared with the nearly 200 soldiers when Chen Wei sent troops from the cemetery before, it was much smaller.

   But the combat power is still maintained well.

  The existence of the least lava dwarves gave Chen Wei the confidence to fight head-on with stronger enemies.

   After reorganizing the troops and bringing supplies, Chen Wei set off quickly.

   This time, Chen Wei didn't ask Stanford to make a quick march.

   No matter how slow the walking corpse is moving forward, it is not much worse than the dwarf.

  Walking corpses can march quickly, but dwarves can't. In the end, Chen Wei and the others can only move forward slowly at a speed of three kilometers per hour.

   And every two hours of walking, the dwarves have to stop and rest for an hour to replenish water and food, so as not to encounter any sudden situation and not be able to exert their full combat power.

   Because there were only six Nightmare centaurs under his command, Zhuifeng couldn't get rid of Chen Wei and rushed outside, so he could only follow Chen Wei, talking at random.

   "Chasing the wind, tell me how the elves use these dwarves. Their marching speed is really too slow. It is impossible to go everywhere and recruit enemies temporarily."

"There are many ways to do this. It's not a problem to find a few transport teams that can transport two to three hundred miles away and load three to five hundred people at once. Let me tell you, the dwarves are already considered fast. Tree people are called slow.

   Their movement is to pull up, move forward, take root and then pull up again. It is quite fast to be able to walk one kilometer in an hour.

   If there is no transportation ability, the elves will stop fighting.

   For medium distances, you can use a mobile fortress or something similar. That thing moves at five to ten kilometers per hour, but it can take away a city, and even grow vegetables on it.

  You can walk forward without stopping, and you can go very far, within a range of about three to five thousand miles.

  As for the farthest one, the elves also have a teleportation array, but the teleportation array that consumes a lot of money generally does not send cannon fodder troops, but only sends legendary units such as treants. "

   "What about the supplies? When the elves are recruiting, they will take care of the food, right?"

  Zhuifeng laughed when he heard it, "Guan Fan, are you kidding me?

   It’s considered pretty good if the elves don’t eat you. The reason why our tribes are willing to obey the elves’ recruitment is because we obey the orders of the elves, and we are considered to be part of the elves.

   In this way, when the elves want to eat meat, they won't hit you with the idea.

   This is called paying the blood tax. We are different from the dwarves. The dwarves can pay other taxes besides the blood tax, but we can’t. We can only pay the blood tax. "

  Speaking of this, Zhuifeng regained his spirits, "I must change the fate of our centaurs. I want to lead the centaurs to get rid of the control of the elves. The pursuit of the centaurs is the wind of freedom, not some **** blood tax."

   While talking, Zhuifeng started to run, and the nightmare centaur beside him also ran around.

   It's just that his so-called free wind can only blow within a hundred meters, and when he rushes out of the range of a hundred meters, the chasing wind has to retreat.

  He had already promised Chen Wei when he set off, and he would never run out of Chen Wei's sight this time.

  Until his troops are replenished, he will not have the right to re-lead troops to attack.

   What Zhuifeng wants to do most now is to let the time pass quickly. As long as a week passes, he can go to the stables and ask for some centaurs to synthesize.

   After walking a certain distance like this, Zhuifeng finally laughed.

   "We are almost there, and the wolf's lair is ahead."

  (end of this chapter)