Chapter 2907 - 969: Weren’t We Supposed to Be Soldiers, So Why Are We Doing Guerrilla Warfare Behind Enemy Lines Again? (2)

Chapter 2907: Chapter 969: Weren’t We Supposed to Be Soldiers, So Why Are We Doing Guerrilla Warfare Behind Enemy Lines Again? (2)

Thank you for your concern, Major Qu.

But it wasn’t your fault, you don’t have to blame yourself."

"That’s what I’m saying, if I had been there, you wouldn’t be suffering so much right now."

Old Qu wanted to say something even more sentimental, but unfortunately, his previously thick skin had mysteriously thinned, so he could only say something dryly, then shouldered his Cannibal Demon’s Hammer and went back to the temporary camp with Mia, one after the other.

Even when he saw the others, he couldn’t express what he was hiding in his heart.

"You’re such a coward! Old Qu, you’re just a timid, useless thing!"

Brother Qu berated himself harshly in his heart.

He could feel that Mia actually had some affection for him, otherwise, she wouldn’t have accepted the custom anti-large creature rifle he gifted her. But the problem was, as Little Hand said before, it’s extremely difficult for two sensitive people to progress further in this situation. After all, Old Qu considered himself not to have the shameless persistence like Niu Niu.

After all, he’s over thirty, and the last bit of dignity remaining for an old man who’s been struggling in society wouldn’t allow him to make rash moves young people would.

When Captain Mia conveyed the next task to the warriors, Brother Qu made an effort to calm down, and upon hearing that everyone would be going to destroy the slave factory of the Wolf People and rescue those pathetic Half-body Men, all the players immediately became eager.

They were very keen to ride the mighty Dragon knights into battle and accomplish classic campaigns once again, but Captain Yala was opposed to the action. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to help her clansmen, mainly she thought the few people charging into a well-guarded factory wouldn’t end well.

The two sides were at a stalemate, until twenty minutes later when the players were preparing to set out, a few very majestic snow mountain gryphons circled down from high altitude.

These were the Shield Dwarves from Polut Pass.

One after another, two Shield Dwarves cautioned scouts, confirming the situation below before these hill dwarves, who looked no different than the Brass Dwarves but were even more stubborn, landed on the ground.

"We are allies of Lord Hether!"

Old Qu stepped forward and said one sentence to dispel the Shield Dwarves’ doubts.

For this special dwarf clan, whose population isn’t large, the name of Lord Hether is known to every Shield Dwarf.

"Then hurry and tell us, how is Aunt Hether?"

A Shield Dwarf Sky Cavalry, who seemed to be in the lead, shouted, judging by the address, it was apparent this guy was related to Hether. Considering Hether’s birthright from the Hoffman Family, a lineage of hereditary Shield Dwarf Lords, thus this Shield Dwarf should also be a member of the lord’s family. Old Qu did a bizarre dwarf ceremonial gesture before speaking in a solemn voice:

"Lord Hether is still alive. She showed great courage in unleashing the seal within her to save many people. Our lord, also known as Governor of Transia, Sir Morphy, Hether’s kin and friend, is tirelessly attempting to save his friend.

He holds a candle.

As long as that thing is still burning, it proves Lord Hether is still alive.

Shield Dwarves are friends of Transia, and we’re currently setting out to attack the slave factory of the Wolf People. These materials were originally intended for Charles Harbor, and since we can’t take them with us, please send someone to collect them."

"Ha, we just need these combat materials."

Upon hearing the news that Hether is still alive, that Shield Dwarf immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hearing these Transia people were going to gift Polut Pass with their offerings, he became jubilant and complained:

"Ever since the fall of Brass Fortress, many faithless dwarves have fled to our territory. Some were frightened to death, while others are conspiring to reclaim their ruins. Supplying materials for so many people is already a great pressure, and the Wolf People here have continuously harassed our borders.

This batch of materials came at the perfect time; the Clan Leader will surely be happy.

However, you’re saying you want to attack that factory?

I advise against going; there are many Wolf People there because that factory produces explosives, and the Grand Marshal of the Wolf People needs those things to fight."

"There are quite a few elites amassed there. We’ve scouted before, and there are at least over two thousand Filthy Jackal People along with a terrifying number of Gnoll Servants."

"That many?"

Brother Qu was quite startled, but he then asked:

"What are Filthy Jackal People? I’ve never heard of this term before."

"They are the same type of Wolf People you’ve killed. They’re a bunch of scumbags from the Bonebite Clan, who somehow learned their grotesque magic, and can employ some rather filthy powers, capable of desecrating corpses to create monsters."

Shield Dwarf sneered and said:

"After fighting them several times, we started calling them that."

"You mentioned earlier that the defense pressure at Polut Pass is also quite intense, right? Then you’ll require more explosives to protect your territory."

Niu Tu suddenly spoke aside:

"How about this? You send your gryphon riders to support us from the air. Once the factory is captured, all the explosives stored there will belong to you, even occupying that factory directly to produce enough weapons and ammunition for you.

The Ligurian Peninsula is in such chaos right now; you can’t just remain cornered at Polut Pass without making preparations!"