Please Do Not Disturb My Cultivation

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At least 400,000 square kilometers were occupied by the Papal State Cavalry in the Middle States.

There is only an occupation area of ​​about 50,000 square kilometers in Zezhou, because the central and southern parts of Zezhou are the warring areas between the main force of the empire and the main force of the Papal State, and can no longer be counted as enemy-occupied areas.

The mission of the cavalry regiment is to fully contain the power of the empire, intimidate the hinterland of the empire, and make the empire dare not send more troops to aid the front line.

As for the front and rear attack, the face of the commander of the empire can be utterly smiling, and using a motorized army to attack a tanked army is probably only a mentally retarded person can do it.

The Empire's Tiger-45 tank can't even blast through armor-piercing bullets. The 105mm super rifled gun can easily blow up a regiment of them, and there is a self-fired machine gun on the top of the tower.

Only by sending a division up can it run out of oil and ammunition.

Therefore, it is the correct strategy for the motorized mobile unit to exert its mobility in the rear and attack the weak areas of the empire.

In fact, it has also had a very good effect so far, dragging many of the empire's garrison troops near Zhongzhou, dividing the battlefield.

However, since yesterday, things have changed uncontrollably.

The first is the failure of the previous harassment tactics that were infallible, and many people were lost.

Then overnight, there was another big problem with the supplies at the rear.

In less than a day, more than 60 transport vehicles were bombed, more than 1,000 people died, and even some patrolling mobile teams were attacked.

The commander-in-chief of the cavalry regiment, Padiq, was anxiously walking back and forth in the command post. He couldn't understand what was going on. With the mobility of the cavalry regiment, the rear of the cavalry regiment was safe, but the rear of the cavalry regiment was hit hard.

It's a big joke!

The most important supply of the cavalry regiment is oil, and the largest oil depot they control is Dahancheng, which is located at the junction of Zezhou and Zhongzhou.

There are more than 700 kilometers from Dahan City to the front line. This long supply line is their lifeline.

Now, this supply line has been interrupted, and the mounts of the front-line cavalry have begun to run out of fuel.

Without cavalry maneuvers, Wang Bo'an had less scruples and attacked the stronghold more and more fiercely.

If the stronghold in the middle section is lost, then the large number of strongholds in the northwest will be threatened.

Paddyk realized the seriousness of the problem, but before he and a group of staff could figure out a solution, worse news came, and their food supply line was cut off.

Paddy's face turned black, and the staff members shouted together: "Lord Commander! Go and seek the help of the monks! The great Lord Yabu will definitely be able to help us solve the problem!"

After hesitating for a while, Paddick went to the monk's room, which was located deeper in the headquarters.

There were thirteen monks sitting in the room, all wearing yellow and green monk robes with monk cloth wrapped around their heads.

On the top futon sit three senior monks, symbolizing the priests of the three main gods of the Burning Heaven Sect.

The thick sandalwood filled his nostrils, and Paddy felt very uncomfortable.

He hurriedly bowed and saluted to the great monk who was headed.

"Master Yabu, please send an elite group of monks to exterminate the insects behind us."

The big monk opened his eyes: "Among the tribes of the cavalry regiment, thirty saintesses are selected to pay tribute."

Paddy's head was dripping with cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

The big monk immediately closed his eyes, and the ten young and strong monks under his head got up and walked out.

Paddick calmed down a bit, returned to the headquarters, and informed the staff of the situation.

The staff settled down, and came over to rub Paddy's big toe wildly, and praised: "Nima is dead, Lord Commander."

"Nima Shike, Lord Paddick."

"The monk group shot, there is nothing that can't be done."

"Battle monks are invincible!"

"The fighters who protect Pope Burning Heaven have no rivals in this world."

Half a day later, a report soldier rushed in and shouted: "Report! The monk regiment has been wiped out!"

There was silence in the command room, and the staff who were still greeting each other before Nima died could not say a word.

After a long time, Paddy said feebly: "Retract the two strongholds in the front line, transfer 10,000 ace motorcycle pilots, and do all they can to eliminate the mice in the rear."

But all night, it was still full of bad news.

Ignoring the situation of the frontline stronghold being violently attacked, the staff has been studying the rearrangement work. In the early morning, a staff member suddenly slammed the table and shouted: "Commander! It's too bad!"

Paddy was very anxious, and he was furious when he heard the words: "It's already bad! You still need to talk about the waste!"

Regardless of the reprimand, the staff pointed to the map and shouted, "Look! We were attacked along the way, connect these points together, and point to the location!"

On the map, a series of attack points are marked with cyan markers, and if these markers are connected, it is like a zigzag lightning bolt, pointing directly to their oil storage warehouse.

Great cold city!

Paddy suddenly slapped the table and stood up: "Quick, send out all the ace pilots, and we must exterminate this group of enemies who are running around like mice!"

If the oil depot is bombed, they won't be resupplied here.

Before long, cavalry will become infantry, horses will become horseless, and shelter will become unobstructed.

The ace pilot has no chance, how to fight this battle?

Losing their mobility advantage, they changed from hunters who disturbed the hinterland of the empire to prey trapped in the hinterland of the empire.

There is only one possibility left to be hunted and killed.

At this time, another staff officer shouted: "No, not necessarily, we transferred the oil storage warehouse in Great Cold City! It is impossible for the **** of the empire to know! We have a lot of empty oil storage depots in that direction!"

"right!"

The chief of staff who had been silent for a day suddenly jumped out to speak:

"They must be going to blow up those empty oil depots! We don't have to be too nervous, we can concentrate a large number of troops to guard the empty oil depots. We don't arrange for guards for the real oil depots! This is called falsehood!

As soon as these words came out, the entire headquarters was filled with praises of "Nima died", and even Paddy showed a gratified smile.

He immediately issued an order to disperse all the 80,000 defenders of the Great Cold City to the nearby empty oil depots. The real oil depots did not release a single guard except the patrolling ones.

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Great Cold City.

Lin Wen looked at the almost empty oil depot and scratched his head: "Huh? Not long ago, it was clearly pointed out that danger and opportunity coexist here. Why did the danger disappear after a while?"

He didn't bother to think about it, so he fired a [Flaming Art].

He has now discovered the benefits of [Flame Art]. This spell is tracked, as long as the target is within sight distance, it can be locked. Once locked, it is extremely difficult to get rid of, and it is very easy to use.

The explosion range of the oil depot is very large. The safety line reminded by [Shen Wu Caifeng] is far away, and the gun may not be able to hit it. [Flame Art] is just right.

Lin Wen doesn't want to waste time either, time is precious, anyway, only 5% of the primordial spirit is needed, which is good and cheap.

The fireball hit the oil depot with a long wake, causing an immediate explosion and detonating a nearby oil depot.

In an instant, a roar resounded throughout the Great Cold City, a huge fireball rose into the air, and then the billowing smoke that rose, covered almost one-third of the city.

Lin Wen glanced at it, the blasting was successful, and Shan Yuan had entered the settlement stage.

Turn around and fly down the city, continuing to look for meat buns with thin skin and big stuffing.

With the help of his super reconnaissance ability, Lin Wen gained a lot of good luck.

He went west all the way, and unknowingly killed another day. When he looked at the front, there were no black spots. When he was about to return, he suddenly found a spot of light that jumped in the corner of his eye.

The light spot is bright and dim, changing.

Lin Wen was attracted by this strange phenomenon. He immediately ran over and found another base hidden underground~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but this base was much smaller and simpler.

But still suggest that there is a certain risk.

And this risk is also suddenly big and small, and the expansion is uncertain.

It was the first time that Lin Wen discovered this kind of thing. For the sake of safety, he activated [Qi Controlling Divine Power] and [Hundred Poisons No Invasion] to avoid accidents or accidental poisoning.

Then, he tore open the gate of the base and walked in.

Clang.

The torn door was still behind, smashing to the ground, revealing its hidden side painted pattern.

It was a bunch of maggots hugged together in a web of countless nematodes.

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