Versatile Mage

"Does this army have a problem with its brain?" Zhao Manyan did not understand.

It is not the wounded that is temporarily retired, or the assaulting soldier who can be dried up.

The assault soldiers have already made such a great sacrifice. It is a blessing to survive. How can they still be exhausted and they are on the battlefield?

"It will do this, and most of the main battlefield is cold," Mo Fan said.

"No, it's so cool?? Not so many people?"

"I just smelled the strange smell from the battlefield... It is estimated that there are rebel forces and strong moves." Mu Bai said.

As soon as the vernacular was finished, there was a messy footstep outside the military camp.

The people have not arrived yet, and the thick **** smell and bad smell have spread. Then a large group of people are seen carrying a large group of people and rushing into the rear camp.

"It's still complete, hurry up to help the wounded!!" a medical officer shouted.

The people of the Bulls Cavalry Regiment were also enthusiastic and kind. They immediately ran over and carried the wounded to the floor.

In this No. 3 wounded concentration camp, there are probably more than a thousand wounded people lying there. No one is taking care of the broken legs. Not to mention those who only have some wounds, basically they have to dress themselves.

At this time, a large number of wounded people were carried into the No. 3 wounded concentration camp. They were crowded and the shops were not enough. They could only be placed on the aisle.

"I didn't see that it is full here, but still here?" a logistics battalion commander called.

“Other wounded concentration camps are more full,” said the medical officer.

Mo Fan and others are also in this concentration camp. They can clearly see that the wounded people who were carried behind are very strange.

They don't seem to be hit hard by magic. Instead, they seem to break into the cave of the bee, and they are covered with purple pustules and green puffiness.

Even the blood that overflowed, the color has changed, it looks more like a cracked paint version, what color.

"This sir, you can't bring them in." At this time, Mu Bai suddenly went over and said with a serious look.

"What are you talking about!" The medical officer blew his temper and slobbered at Mu Bai. "They risked their lives and the enemy in the main battlefield. Do you want them to die all the time?" Due diligence!! They are wounded now, the wounded are going to save!"

"I don't mean this, you have to check their bodies first, make sure they..." Mu Bai continued.

"They are hurting the Federation and they are disgusting to you? Are you looking at you in a clean and tidy way? Maybe you don't even go up to the battlefield. What are the qualifications to gesticulate here? Go to the medical officer's hand and push Mu Bai directly. Give it away.

That is, Mu Bai's green tea personality can be tolerated, and it is Mo Fan, who has long been slap in the face of the medical officer.

What the hell!

"You look at your own hands and look at my skin." Mu Bai said very patiently to the medical officer.

The medical officer pushed Mu Bai’s chest. His dirty handprints were also on the white chest. Mu Bai did not wear clothes. He could see the skin on his chest was like allergies. He quickly climbed out of the red. rash.

The officer saw the rash and immediately went to see his hand.

I don't know when his palms are swollen like pig's trotters. It looks terrible.

"This..." The medical officer realized the seriousness and looked at Mu Bai with a look of horror.

"As a medical officer, you don't even know that voodoo is easy to spread and spread. Just sending these poisoned wounded people here is not the same as killing everyone in this concentration camp?" Mu Bai added his tone at this time.

The medical officer stopped, and he looked around and found everyone around him staring at him.

The medical officer did not think of this layer. Now I am looking at the redness of my hands, and the status of several other assistants. They are still infiltrated by the worms when they are wearing gloves.

"That... what should I do?" The medical officer was really upset about it for a while.

These people need treatment and can't throw them outside.

The wind is raging outside, the rain is cold, and if the muddy and dirty rain washes their bodies, they will die soon.

"Circle a position, isolate them from those who are not poisoned, and disinfect them with something as soon as possible," Mu Bai said.

The medical officer knew that he had made a big mistake and did not dare to slow down again. He hurriedly set up a temporary isolation circle.

"What happened to the main battlefield?" Mu Bai asked.

"Our original crusaders took over the top and drove the enemy back to the rear, but suddenly a large group of summoned creatures appeared in the brown rebels. They rushed into our military camps, almost by their venom. The people who touched the tentacles have become like this." The medical officer said in a hurry.

"summon monster??"

"No, that's not a summoning beast!" At this time, a worm wounded on a stretcher opened.

This person is still not too poisoned, but there are so many rashes, like thousands of ants on his skin, it looks very scary.

"What is that??" Mu Bai asked.

"The worm wizard is the worm wizard who can be enchanted. We saw a rebel mage like us tearing open my skin and growing a **** muscle like a carapace. Worm muscle!" said the poisoned wounded.

"Yes, yes, I saw it too. It is terrible. It is like a living being wrapped up by a worm and turned into a terrible worm!" said another wounded.

After listening to these things, Mu Bai turned his head and went to see Zhao Manyan.

"No, it's a bit like the worm wizard we met at the hills of the Oxus School." Zhao Man extended.

"It seems that it is really a worm wizard." Mu Bai nodded.

Since the worm wizards are selling for the Black Holy See, it is not surprising that they will appear in the brown rebel army.

The main battlefield was defeated, and it was crucial to come to these worm wizards.

It is no wonder that more and more wounded people will be sent over, and it is no wonder that the wrinkle army will drive the wounded to the battlefield as crazy.

The emergence of the worm wizard family has made the battlefield a bit lopsided.

"How are these poisoned people?" Mo Fan asked.

"Not very optimistic, and..." Mu Bai shook his head and stared at the poisoned wounded who were being carried to the isolation area. He whispered, "The insect sorcerers are extremely vicious."

Mu Bai took Mo Fan and walked a few steps back.

Mo Fan saw Mu Bai's look serious. It seems that there are some inconveniences to say in the face of other soldiers.

"Poisoned soldiers, even if they have scratched the skin, are estimated to survive for four hours."

"What's even more frightening is that the worm wizards are interested in making the EFF's wounded groups violent. They deliberately don't kill the federal soldiers so that the worms can spread in these casualty camps."