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Chapter 1162 1160. The Journey of a Short Man’s Heart: From Darkness to Deep Natural Pinkness

"You said that the foreigners from Transia broke through the two defense lines of this large oasis in just one day? And they themselves were unscathed?"

Marshal Loren, dressed in a traditional Songhai robe, looked like a short desert dog owner. He sat in his scarab carriage with the relaxed attitude of an old rich man. He turned his head to look at the scenery of Origin Port through the window, and asked the dwarf guard beside him who was dressed in the same way:
"Can you confirm this news?"

"Of course, Marshal, this is the latest news I just learned from the Sanghai drinking buddy I just met. As we all know, people who can drink happily with you will not lie!"

The dwarf guard, who still reeked of alcohol, patted his chest and said seriously:

"Besides, this news was spread throughout the entire Origin Port by the armed airships that came back to resupply ammunition! The Songhai people throughout the city were discussing this news. They all believed that this was obviously the wrath of thunder sent down by the Creator to inflict on the rebels through the hands of foreigners. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the foreigners could achieve such a terrifying invincibility.

It is said that the vanguard of the foreigners is advancing towards the main city of the Pirrig Oasis. There is only one last line of defense between them and the oasis traitor Pharaoh, and then the final decisive battle will take place in the opponent's main city.

Based on the terrifying attack power rumored to be displayed, I estimate that they will break through the third fortress defense line by tomorrow morning at the latest.

It was obvious that the Pirrig family's Hades Army and the rebels combined were no match for these Transian barbarians.

But this is understandable. After all, the Transians defeated the Black Scourge with a majestic posture of complete victory, while the Songhai people have had peace for three hundred years. They are not heavyweight players at all, and they should not compete on the same stage.

I heard that Prince Khufu even summoned some commanders of the Underworld Army to observe the Transian war mode. "

"Oh? There is also a war observation group?"

Marshal Loren, who was originally bored, suddenly became interested and said:

"Does this observation group allow people of other races to join?"

"Ah? Marshal, what are you going to do?"

The drunken dwarf guard suddenly became alert. He glared at Marshal Loren and shouted:

"Don't even think about running away!
Lord Ovger specifically told us to keep an eye on you. You are here with Princess Livrosa to attend Queen Fulier's coronation ceremony. You can't just walk around and leave us alone to run back to East Prussia!"

"Don't shout, keep your voice down, damn it!"

Marshal Loren, who had the final say in his own legion, was now glaring at his loud-mouthed guard like a typical coward. He now suspected that Lord Ofger had arranged the loudest guy in the Silver Castle to protect him just to prevent him from escaping.

The Marshal sighed and said:
"I'm not trying to run away, damn it! My wife is pregnant, how could I leave her alone? Is my reputation here so bad?"

"That's because you stayed in the Silver Castle for half a month and tried to escape seven times! The farthest time you tried, you almost ran out of the Anjou Mountains. Fortunately, we arranged priests to guard the border of the territory in advance."

The Marshal's guard curled his lips and said:
"You'd better keep quiet, Loren. You may be a marshal outside, but we don't follow that in Silver Castle. Except for the lords and elders who have special privileges, everyone is equal. And didn't your friend write to tell you that everything is fine with the Pioneer Corps?

Even he wants you to enjoy your newlywed life, so don't worry about it."

"The more Soros says that, the more I feel there is a problem."

Loren sighed again, took off the Songhai-style white cloth on his head and threw it aside, saying:
"Besides, we have all come to the Land of Origin, which is thousands of miles away from East Prussia. How can I go back alone? I really just want to ask if I can join the observation group to observe the Transians' war mode in the Pirige Oasis.

Isn't there still twenty-five days before the Pharaoh Queen's coronation ceremony?
I'll go quickly and be back in time.

How about you guys come with me? Sending you guys who can't stand not drinking for a day to Ptolemy's City will probably make you angry to death. You said it yourself, the Songhai people's wine is bland and tasteless like horse urine, it's very unpalatable."

The half-dwarf marshal rolled his eyes and said:
"But I know that the Transians have Feitian wine in their military supplies. The quality of military supplies in that place is always the best. You have tasted that delicious grain wine, right? So, do you want to go with me for a tour?"

"Well, I need to ask Her Royal Highness the Princess for permission."

The dwarf guard was obviously a little moved, but he still stiffened his neck and emphasized:
“But it’s definitely not because we want to drink!

We are all very determined and brave warriors of the Silver Castle, and we came here purely because we want to see the legendary immortal heroes fighting! Yes, that's it!"

"Oh, yes, yes, I just want to see some brave men and see if the Pharaoh Queen needs our help in suppressing the rebellion."

Loren followed up with the words:
"We're just going to take a look around and then go to Ptolemy City. Let me check on my wife to see if she can adapt to this damn desert climate."

The marshal and his guards soon arrived at the Green Shade Palace, and from a distance they saw a female dwarf in a red dress chatting with Governor Hood by the swimming pool.

The governor was complaining to the dwarf princess that when he was swimming home, he heard about the ascension of the Hades Worm and the coronation of the Pharaoh Queen. As a result, he had to turn around and swim back to the Port of Origin. The worst thing was that Ms. Hood's dehydration symptoms had not yet fully recovered, so she could only stay in the swimming pool to maintain her poor scales.

This sad and strange experience made the female dwarf very happy. She comforted the fish-tailed sister in the water in a gentle tone, and then she saw her newlywed husband standing in the distance waving at her.

The smile on Princess Livrosa's face suddenly became even brighter.

This female dwarf has the dwarves' signature barrel waist, but she can't be called bloated.

Perhaps "plump" would be a more appropriate description. Her long brass-colored hair was tied behind her ears in the unique hairstyle of the dwarves, with a strand of hair hanging behind her back and tied up with a luxurious headdress to let it droop naturally.

In general, the dwarf princess is as steady and dignified as the earth. It is really a pity to let such a lady, who is praised by mermaids as beautiful and virtuous, marry a bad guy like Loren.

However, considering that the two have had a very good relationship since childhood and can definitely be considered childhood sweethearts, outsiders are not qualified to comment.

Loren, who was always strong outside, spoke very softly in front of his wife. He repeated his thoughts and expressed his apologies for not being able to accompany her to the royal city. He also promised that he would rush over as soon as he finished observing the war.

He's just like those henpecked men who want to sneak out and have fun after marriage but have to look up to their wives for help.

But Her Royal Highness the Princess did not shout out the words "I am Shu Daoshan" that made countless male compatriots hate her to death. Instead, she understood her husband's feelings very well. It was undoubtedly a torture to let a dwarf marshal like Loren spend time in Origin Port with outstanding achievements.

So she readily agreed to Loren's request, but still warned:
"Grandpa will be very angry if you sneak back to the barracks. You know, Loren, Grandpa is trying to protect you. He and Governor Murphy have reached a private understanding. As long as you stay in Silver Castle, the vampire governor will not take your head."

“But you also know, Livrosa, my wife, I can’t hide behind you and the people like a coward and use my wife and my unborn child as a shield.

I believe that if I put forward this reason, Murphy would definitely be willing to treat me as a fart, but he also knows that I will not choose this response, and he and all the men in Transia are ready to laugh at me when I become a coward, and record me as a "typical coward" in their history. "

Marshal Loren was firm on this matter. He said:
"It was indeed my order to release the plague in Xike City. I will not deny nor will I be afraid of the disaster boomerang of that incident finally piercing me. Compared to death and failure, I am more afraid that one day I will lose my courage and become a despicable coward."

He reached out his hand and stroked his wife's belly. A hint of tenderness appeared on his always bad-tempered face. He said:

"My bloodline has been continued. I have no worries. I am not afraid of anything. I will bravely walk into my destiny. I have to observe how far those who will kill me in the future have advanced their war skills, so that I can plan my death in advance."

The half-dwarf laughed generously, kissed his wife on the cheek while she was looking at him in reproach, and then left the palace with a group of noisy dwarf guards, heading to the airship platform to wait to board the transport vehicle to the battlefield.

Behind Livrosa, Governor Hood, who was lying on the edge of the swimming pool with his chin propped up by his hand, suddenly said:
"You love him very much, but the dwarf is entangled with a tragic fate. You may lose him soon. Don't you plan to keep him? From what you said just now, as long as he stays with you, he can avoid death."

"If he is willing to hide in my shadow, then he is not himself, Ms. Hood." The dwarf princess shrugged and said in the same open-minded tone as Loren:
“For the Silver Dwarves, death is nothing more than returning to the land blessed by Mother Gaia, where his legends and stories will be left behind.

As long as I set my feet on the ground, it means that he will always be by my side. Mother Gaia also said that every dwarf must bear the consequences of what he has done in his life. Seeing that Loren does not evade his responsibilities and punishments, I can only feel proud of him.

Although in that case, he was also a victim of the evil of the Twilight Weavers."

Princess Livrosa touched the earth priest's staff at her waist and said in a deep voice:
"After my child is born and my husband dies, I will join in the reckoning of those cultists. Dwarves never forgive their enemies. Only after they receive the same punishment as Loren, will I return to my child and proudly tell him that his father's sins and hatred have been atoned for.

If I unfortunately die in this reckoning, my children will carry on my legacy until all our enemies are dead."

"hiss"

Ms. Hood gasped and commented:

"You land people are really too extreme. Our Tidehunter sisters would not take such an extreme oath. Well, the Book of Hatred enshrined in the Temple of Avengers is more suitable for you dwarves."
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"Look at that fortress!"

In the early morning of the third day, when the first and second airship formations loaded with explosives returned to the battlefield, Marshal Loren, who was placed on a special airship, changed back into his military uniform. In the observation room of the airship, he adjusted the periscope at hand, carefully observed the situation below, and said to a group of undead generals beside him:
"The Transians attacked the city wall with incendiary bombs that far exceeded normal yields, and also used some kind of heavy artillery to carry out precise strikes. There are almost no traces of fighting on the city wall, which means that there was no brutal battle to climb the city wall. The defenders on the city wall were all burned to death.

The gate had been violently dismantled, no doubt by the Transian heavy dragoons.

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The streets in the city were widened to accommodate three dragoons passing through at the same time. The burning marks in the city represented that they were attacking the city walls while eliminating the threats in the city.

But apart from that, the intactness of the city's buildings showed that they did not stop at all and left after defeating the defenders of this line of defense.

I don’t care about the outcome at all, everything is for the sake of passing quickly!

I even doubt that their ground troops ever stopped advancing while their airships were dropping explosives.

Damn!

Compared to the Black Disaster, the tactical skills of the foreigners in Transia have clearly improved by a lot.”

Loren told everyone what he had seen, and at the same time he was looking for more traces on the defense line that had been occupied by the Songhai people to recreate the battle scene of that day.

As a friendly soldier who had fought alongside Transia at the end of the Black Scourge, he obviously knew much more about Transia's combat style than the undead.

The commanders of the Hades Army who were invited were also very knowledgeable. They did not need a translator for the rest of the journey and just gathered around Loren to listen to his explanations. The Dwarf Marshal lived up to expectations and restored the details of several traces of war left on this straight front line time and time again.

"The Hades army here obviously hadn't deployed their formation yet when they encountered Transia's air attack. Just like the defense line just now, the foreigners used a bombing equivalent far beyond normal firepower to wipe out all the gathered undead."

The dwarf marshal commented in a scathing tone:

"The Hades Army's reaction was very slow. It was obvious that they were not used to dealing with high-altitude fire attacks on a battlefield without air superiority. Or perhaps their commander was confident that the Undead's morale would not collapse, and planned to rely on their numerical advantage to withstand this round of attacks and then deploy their forces to plan a counterattack.

But they clearly underestimated the density of the Transian firepower projection.

Look at the amount of debris and burn marks in this area!
The Transians dropped at least two hundred incendiary bombs in this area. Based on the destructive power of incendiary bombs we know about, it is equivalent to all living things in this area being roasted alive four times!

You obviously lack understanding of the rapidly evolving warfare patterns in the Old World. After the Transians dominated the skies, the era of quantitative warfare was over.

What's more, the undead are weak to fire, so it's not unfair for them to be killed here."

"Then in your opinion, if we encounter the same attack, how should we defend ourselves?"

A pharaoh of the Hades Army wearing a lion mask asked. Loren thought for a moment and said:
"Attack! Attack the Transian army as quickly as possible and form an intersection on the battlefield. The Transian army cannot drop bombs on their own people. But if it is a beyond-visual-range bombing, then unless you have anti-aircraft firepower, you will not be able to counterattack in this situation.

It would be a little better if there were trenches or buildings to block the view.

For us dwarves, we can use earthwalking to hide under the earth, and if there are enough psionicists, we can create a storm to force the Transian air force to retreat.

The Transian airships are actually very fragile in the air and rely heavily on advantageous terrain. On the Genoa Peninsula, they were unable to take off because of a storm caused by the fishmen. Therefore, if there is an aerial weapon that can move at high speed and is flexible enough, then in close combat, their defensive firepower will not be able to protect themselves from harm.

Of course the best way is to prevent them from gaining air superiority!"

"That makes sense. In previous wars, the Songhai people used the Sun Ship to maintain air superiority for us. The Underworld Army's weakness in air defense was also developed because of this war mode."

Another pharaoh of Hades shook his head and said:

"But I am sure that once the Transians encounter an attack from the elite Hades Army on the ground, they will not be able to win as easily as they are now."

"Well, that's because you haven't seen how brutal foreigners can be in close combat."

Loren scoffed at this argument. The marshal, who should have hated Transia the most, became a "black fan" of Transia at this moment. He strongly refuted:

“I don’t mean to look down on the Songhai people or the Hades Army, but I don’t think you can withstand that terrifying and crazy offensive in a head-on confrontation. Believe me, I have personally witnessed hundreds of Transians led by several undead heroes launching a desperate attack on the Jackals who outnumbered them several times.

They knew they wouldn't survive!

In other words, they didn't even think about surviving, they just wanted to drag a few more people down with them before they died.

They knew their heroic deaths would relieve even more stress for their fellow soldiers.”

"But the failure of this Hades army does not mean the failure of all Hades army. We just haven't seen this kind of tactics before. Next time, we won't do that, next time!"

The guy retorted again. This stubbornness made Loren extremely angry. The hot-tempered dwarf sneered:
"Stop quibbling! The dead lost to the living, and lost so badly. Isn't that shameful enough? Making up for it now doesn't prove how powerful you are! We're about to reach the front line, we can see with our own eyes who is more powerful.

How about this, take a gamble! "

Loren took out a fine-crafted musket produced by Silver Castle from his arms, slapped it on the table, and said to the stubborn Pharaoh of the Underworld in front of him:

"If the Hades army wins in a direct battle, this thing will belong to you, but if it's the other way around..."

"Snapped"

An exquisite Hades saber was placed on the table, and the Pharaoh wearing a desert lizard mask said in a hoarse voice:

"If you believe that the living can defeat the dead in close combat, then this seven hundred year old Hades saber is yours. How can the living be more determined than the dead? I don't believe it!"

(End of this chapter)