Griffin was very dissatisfied with the scouts' performance. They could not come up with any solution to the problem for the whole morning. Instead, they suffered consecutive losses in front of the enemy's traps, and injured soldiers were constantly dragged back by their companions.

Although no one of the scouts was killed until now, the morale of the Pioneer Army was significantly affected. Before General Griffin got angry, the scouts finally got a thunderbolt that failed to work due to a malfunction.

Several senior officers watched this inconspicuous little thing for a long time, but ultimately failed to understand its working principle. General Griffin finally classified this thing as a disposable musket based on his understanding of gunpowder weapons, which was not worth worrying.

The warriors of the Golden Governor had enough courage to face enemies who were also equipped with muskets. They could marching with the firepower of the volleyball to a distance of fifty meters from the opponent, and keep their formation unconfused, and then shoot and destroy the enemy's array under the command of the commander.

General Griffin believed that they must have the courage to break through this inferior trap and sing all the way to recover Goetherem City.

So, under the command of the officers, the Golden Regiment Pioneer embarked on the journey with a hint of doubt. General Griffin walked at the front of the queue to show his fearlessness.

However, the soldiers of the Golden Regiment soon realized the nightmare that the scout had experienced before. With the muffled sounds coming from the ground from time to time, the continuous screams stimulated the soldiers' hearts. No one knew whether they would become the next victim. This unknown fear has always accompanied them, making their travel slower and slower.

Even General Griffin had to admit that this sinister trap was simply a weapon that humans could not imagine, and even he himself dared to make great strides!

Although we know that the enemy cannot put the entire road in traps, the fear generated by the steps is like a scoundrel, which will continue to torture people's nerves over time, and collapse is just a matter of time.

So far, it took seven hours for the Golden Regiment soldiers to complete less than one-third of the journey. A total of forty-two soldiers stepped on the trap, and except for one person who died, all the rest were wounded.

Griffin had to arrange three times of soldiers to escort the wounded to the camp early. These wounded soldiers were basically blown up their soles or toes, their calfs were pierced, and they lost the ability to walk on their own.

The only soldier who died was tripped by a raised tree root, and he happened to greet the lead bullet shot from the pressed lightning with his face. The scene was terrible.

The officers of the Golden Regiment Pioneer Army ultimately had to admit that this vicious weapon had a deterrent power beyond their imagination and could use fear to deter the most powerful army.

General Griffin felt that his face was swollen, but the worse situation was still behind. The team escorting the wounded was attacked by enemy rangers in the rear, with heavy losses and almost doubled the number of wounded.

Those damn Seris were definitely intentional!

General Griffin, who arrived at the attack site, looked at the wounded on the ground with a pale face. The other party carried artillery with space items and directly bombarded the team escorting the wounded with shotguns at close range, killing more than a dozen people on the spot.

Then this group of troops entirely composed of rangers attacked the survivors with arrows, leaving behind a large number of wounded people. The injuries of these wounded people were unknown, but they were all disabled.

In order to escort the wounded to the camp safely, General Griffin had to send more armed soldiers to complete the mission.

The Golden Regiment Pioneer Army, with a total number of only 2,500 people, had not yet completed half of the journey, but they had not even seen the enemy.

General Griffin angrily pulled off a few hairs that were not too much, and finally had to order the entire army to rest on the spot, waiting for the scouts to come up with a better solution.

Ranger Ji Wanbing ventured into a very close position in Geely suit, and broadcasted live through the player communication system with a smile of pranks, allowing Xu Yichen to quickly understand the dynamics of the battlefield.

"Head, they have stopped moving forward and started to rest on the spot. Should they have a round of artillery washing the floor?" Ji Wanbing made a very attractive suggestion, but unfortunately, the shell reserves on the Dawn were no longer enough to support such a squander.

Moreover, with the existing artillery and shells, the effect of targeting such targets in the jungle is very poor. The towering trees in the black forest have dense branches, and most of the shells are triggered if they cannot land.

"There is insufficient shell reserves, don't think about being lazy, be ready to fight a tough battle." Xu Yichen replied to a message and turned to Fan Li and said, "How are those mercenaries performing? The next step is to test their combat skills. The other party has also completed the replacement of gunpowder weapons. The firearms on the old continent are very fast."

"For the first time, mortals have mastered the power to fight against the extraordinary. Even the illusory hope will be held, not to mention that it is indeed effective?" Assassin Fan Li flipped through his notepad: "Yesterday afternoon, several female warriors from the Amazon tribe tried to sneak into the city, but were detained by me. Those women are really strong and arrogant. If Vitoria did not leave, it would be very suitable to give it to her."

"Then she will probably become the new queen of the Amazon tribe. At that time, she will bring a large group of muscle women to show off in front of you every day, but you will not even fart." Li Yanlong pushed the door and walked in, followed by the monk Feng Wuyi.

The two of them had just saved enough contributions from Yang Yuefan by moving bricks. After changing the holidays for a few days, they left the construction site and came to Gothrem City to take advantage of the war here to gain some experience.

Li Yanlong's armour was carefully polished by the ship craftsmen with the "Golden Fleet" and each piece of armour could reflect the figure. When walking, it made a sound of slap and slap, and coupled with the large shield, it made a majestic and extraordinary person.

The monk Feng Wuyi was trained by his master every day, and the muscle lines on his naked upper body became more obvious. A trace of metal-like patterns could be seen vaguely. He had obviously touched the threshold of the Vajra body and had a strong defense.

"Boss, this time you have to give us a chance to get more experience. We do three people's work every day, and we have only saved up for five days of vacation yet!" Li Yanlong patted his breastplate: "I heard that the average level in the local area is eight or nine. Why do we have to catch up with the progress before the server is China Unicom, right?"
Chapter completed!