The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 2707: This is not despair

During the conversation, the sound of artillery fire continued inside and outside the city. The artillery on the wall did not stop for a long time to attack the Demon Army outside the city. The Demon Army also continuously attacked the defense that does not fall. Shield.

The sound of artillery fire is loud, and the roaring explosion sound makes the whole sun never get a moment of peace.

Allied troops resting in the city, seize the time to rest, the sound of gunfire in their ears reminds them all the time that the war is not over.

I ’m thirsty, holding a water bag for two or two sips, hungry, stuffing something to eat, sleepy, sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall for a while, their physical and mental already is extremely exhausted, most people are already physically exhausted, The magic box's fighting spirit was also almost exhausted, and they never felt as tired as they are now.

But they didn't dare to sleep too much. They didn't take off their military uniforms and didn't put down their weapons. They fell asleep shallowly, but they were always on guard.

The next wave of fighting may start at any time. They cannot sleep too much.

The tired soldiers went to sleep quietly, and the busy logistical staff carefully lightened their hands and feet. In the sound of artillery fire, their footsteps were barely audible, but they still lightened their steps subconsciously. Soldiers brought a touch of interruption.

For their safety, their soldiers fought **** outside the city and got a short rest, but they couldn't find a soft bed for a good night's sleep.

For those who are unable to participate in the battle, watching the soldiers who fell to the front of the pavilion in the sun falling, they are filled with guilt and distress.

They silently prayed that the time of the next wave of fighting could come later, allowing the soldiers to rest for a while.

In the dungeon, there is a pungent **** smell everywhere, painful moans reverberate in the city, the busy figures of the logistics staff constantly shuttle, the ground is covered with blood-stained bandages, and used medicine bottles are stacked in the corner .

The Shura battlefield is on the ground. The dungeon is indeed a nasty hell. Deaths are happening at any time. Many of the wounded being lifted from the battlefield are struggling in pain. Many of the wounded died because of the heavy injuries and died silently. Under the shroud of the resurrection circle, they soon woke up. The newly resurrected body was full of energy under the power of the undead. They quietly got up and gave more rest positions to their comrades in need. They went silently to the logistics. Beside the personnel, follow them to take care of the wounded.

Perhaps it is the effect of the resurrection law of the undead. The sadness of death has not spread in the city. As the brothers who have just lost their spirits stand up again as undead, the joy of the soldiers is greater than sadness.

The difference between races is here. already disappeared in the early days. They are fighting side by side with undead, demons, and Warcraft. Regardless of whether the brothers are resurrected, they are human or undead. They will always be brothers and sisters who share the same lives. For them is the greatest blessing.

The resurrected soldiers took over the job of the pharmacists, and the pharmacists were reconvened by Ye Qing back to the Pharmacists' Guild.

During the war, the huge consumption of potions already reached a terrible number. They don't know how long this battle will last, and how long the potions they can hold up.

They can only concentrate on creating more potions in the shortest time.