"Shut up, you feel like saying this in front of the devout believer of the Longhorn Supreme!

The rat-headed Sarangelion demon approached him, and his long soft tongue shrank back from the air, and the face of Sarangelion's frowned with an impatient look.

"Don't get me wrong, you're not that important, Quiselta."

As he said that, he pushed the Great Engineer Warlock and his servants to the outside of the cafeteria.

"I'm leaving, I'll report everything to the chief engineer. Maybe I'll report it with a far-range caller tonight."

The embarrassing engineer warrior bared his white teeth and tried to threaten, perhaps considering how weak he is at present, his legs were trembling constantly.

Bissy's tail was swung, and the purple thorny tail whip whipped the Great Engineer Warlock, whipping him further.

"As far as you are, the great engineer, I said, you are not that important."

As he said that, Bisses sat on the rat seat that had been prepared and continued to develop the next slave rat, without looking at Quiselta again.

Unlike the atmosphere here, in the stronger Slaanesh corrosion, Esky is busy restoring the production line.

Slaanes sent a large number of demon engines, which allowed Esky to gain a stable source of power with the pain of the soul as fuel.

Relying on these power sources to develop generators and drive the work of Scarven's unique motors, you can get a much more advanced electrification production line than in the past.

However, Esky was not proficient in all disciplines, and the generators on the demon engine were too inefficient, so that this electrified production line could not give him even the production capacity of the nineteenth century.

At the same time, workers had to work against the corrosive environment of Scion, which further reduced the production capacity of the Skuri clan factory.

"The standard weapons must be changed. Halberd weapons can only enhance the ability of chiseling and dragging, and they are only suitable for troops with weak combat capabilities. For the enhanced rune black bone, they should be changed to an axe gun."

Eski murmured to himself, while rushing to make new design drawings.

The very serious problem at present is that judging from the combat situation on the front line that each unit responds to, the effectiveness of the halberd is completely less effective than the maces that soldiers tried to make.

Even mining picks, shovels and other things are more effective than halberds.

Also as a low-threshold weapon, compared with a halberd, the axe gun has a much higher durability and can also be used as a blunt weapon.

Speaking of which, just by remembering that the executioner of the West of Hargang also used similar weapons, we should think that this weapon is quite useful in this world.

"It's hard to say that Storm Rats may not be able to adapt to this weapon, and they should use warhammers to target their bodies after being strengthened by divine power."

Eski thought to himself and designed a warhammer on another drawing.

The drawings were constantly improving, and the black bone skeletons appeared in Esky's mind, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Nagas' bones were not wearing plate armor, but scale armor, and could not resist blunt weapons with dome armor structure, otherwise they would have to popularize firearms.

With the assistance of the magical vision, based on the general clan rats and their own body structure, Esky designed the counterweight, length and shape in less than an hour.

He raised his hand to take the stack of drawings aside and took out another piece of rat velvet paper.

In addition to the problem of long weapons, short weapons also have great problems. As it turns out, swords are also not good for skeletons.

Dealing with enhanced skeletons still requires stronger blunt attack weapons.

"The sword and shield soldiers were changed to the axe and shield soldiers, and the shields were improved to be fixed on the left arm."

As he spoke, Esky's thoughts began to turn into complete words that even the believers of Slaanes beside him could not hear clearly.

In the increasingly strong corrupt atmosphere, perhaps this guy's degree of corruption has deepened?

The Slaanes believers thought, without saying a word, and continued to do their work lazily. Only a few of them worked quite hard, as if they regarded suffering as a kind of happiness.

A few hours later, a large stack of drawings were piled up on the Ecrett wine table in the camp of the Rickek clan.

"If we speed up the production, we can change the first batch of troops within five days."

"I think weapons like two-handed swords can be temporarily sealed later, and we will be activated when we need to fight with the living things."

While drinking, Esky introduced to Ecret.

But Icret didn't seem to care much about it.

"The improvement of weapons production is still secondary. You have to solve the material problem yourself."

As he said that, a large number of applications for requesting supplies were handed to Esky.

These things show that underground fortresses are quite lacking in wood.

At present, the damage speed of weapons on the front line exceeded the expectations of the past. A large number of halberds were cut off by the power of the skeleton, which was something that had never been considered in the past.

On the battlefield, unless the opponent has the opportunity to cut the halberd pole with all his strength, it is difficult to cut the halberd pole made from wood, but this situation does happen.

This has made the current supply of wood for Scarvens even worse.

A hundred kilometers around the underground fortress, even Esky's Side1, does not produce high-quality wood, at best, only some shrubs.

High-quality wood must be collected and transported by the slippery clans from different strongholds in the east and west.

"If it were before, I would have made wood presses and made barely usable wood with hay and shrubs, but now, don't worry."

Looking at Esky's expression, Ecret's nose curled up together and showed a look of suspicion.

"So it has something to do with your factory? That pink mist? What the hell is going on? I remember the last time the Prophet of Gray said that it was something heretic."

The engineer swayed his claws indifferently.

"That's the devil's corruption, but I need the materials and equipment provided by the devil to maintain front-line production, and isolate that area."

As he said that, Esky raised his two claws, three different marks were clearly visible.

"This is the heresy mark of the demon, but the Bighorn Rat's mark did not disappear at the same time, which proves that the Bighorn Rat wants to see my performance on the stage."

Seeing that Ecret opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a long time, Esky pointed the wine glass on the table.

"Stop it, what are the damage to the front line?"

"There are about 1,000 clan rats that have been lost every day, but these have been blessed by divine power. I have to transfer the source of inferior soldiers from the small strongholds that have been scattered. The losses in recent days have even reached nearly 2,000."

Ecret filled himself with a glass of wine.

"If there were such casualties every day, I think our casualties this year will really reach hundreds of thousands or even millions."

Although the absolute number of frontlines is only tens of thousands, it is indeed not impossible for thousands of casualties every day, as well as subsequent continuous replenishment, to continue to consume, and the casualties reaching hundreds of thousands.

"If it becomes like that, the Parliament will never allow me to continue to consume it. Even now, the Parliament is putting pressure on me."

Ecret sighed and said again.

"I had to send a large amount of dimensional stones to Ayutthaya to hire orators and lobby for us in the parliament so that the aid could continue."

Esky shook his head and shook a good news in front of Ecret's eyes, saying.

"The report said that Nagasch's structures had a lot of losses, and I don't believe his offensive will continue."

"Even if he has obtained magical powers like gods, he still needs to rest. Apart from chaos, there will definitely be no perpetual motion in this world."

However, this is not necessarily true, and Esky was not sure.

Speaking of the big city, he suddenly thought of a man, their acquaintance, Wilsky.

"What do you say about Virsky?"

But Ecret wrinkled his pink nose.

"I haven't heard from him for a long time."

The blue light appeared in Esky's eyes, and after a while, he said.

"Then he might stab us in the big city. I have only been here for so many months and it feels like I'm in jail. Maybe he will think so too."

"So, your orator, it's better to tie us and Wilsky together."

Esky knocked his claws on the table and then took them back.

He knew that the logic of his statement was not perfect, and the evidence that Wersky would stab the knife was actually the history retrieved in his mind.

Fortunately, Ecret didn't doubt anything, just nodded.

"You're right. When the Match Monster's offensive stops, I'll go there myself."

A burst of rapid footsteps suddenly passed back and forth between the camps, and the commanders who had circled several large circles under the maze-like arrangement finally arrived in front of Ecret.

Before he could smooth out his energy, the commander said in a panting.

"Report! There are a large number of bone shelves inside an abandoned murder hole in front of the Fourth Mining Area and need to be cleaned up."

"Please clean up immediately by Prophet Grey."

As he said that, another messenger waiting outside the tent immediately ran away.

Esky frowned and said nothing. Judging from the current situation, he and the underground disaster lord could not take action, otherwise Nagas would not be able to sit still.

Maybe it was because of this that Nagash relied on conventional military forces to launch an uninterrupted attack.

Thinking of the dense black bone skeletons that were not moldy, agile and powerful, Esky spat.

"Together, the large and small channels add up, and the maximum area of ​​enemy contact on the front line is less than 300 people. As long as my individual flamethrower is produced, these skeletons are not a problem at all."

"Although machines, materials, and even labor are enough, the parts process of this thing is still a bit complicated than the past products. It will take me at least about two or three months."

"But in order to make the parliament look better, I think we still need some temporary measures, such as setting fires during the vacant period in the past few months."

Eski said seriously.
To be continued...