"What are the people of the 19th Mage Group doing!"

"In the two hours since they entered the position in the afternoon, they have only fired 14 legion spells."

"Can they complete today's spell mission?"

Lieutenant Colonel Fearon, commander-in-chief of the second front in the third theater, looked in the direction of the 19th Mage Regiment, and the anger in his words was visible to the naked eye.

Flames spurted out from his nose, burning the documents on the table in front of him.

The adjutant beside him quickly snatched the documents on the desktop and put out the flames.

Black smoke instantly filled the Bone Command Room.

Relying on his own senses, Feren can judge that at the current speed, the 19th Mage Regiment is completely unable to complete today's combat mission, 120 rounds of legion spells.

Standing in the corner of the Skeleton Command Room is a secretary skeleton with the number 19 hanging on it. It raises the sign in its hand to reveal the number on it.

56.

This is the total number of times the 19th Mage Group has cast out legion spells from morning to now.

There are less than two hours left before the battlefield battle ends at 6 o'clock.

How can the 19th Mage Group fire the remaining 64 legion spells in two hours?

If the mission is not completed, the only thing waiting for the 19th Mage Group is harsh military punishment.

Lieutenant Colonel Fearon's concern for the 19th Mage Group does not mean that he attaches great importance to everyone under his command.

But because if the 19th Mage Regiment is unable to complete its daily combat missions, then as the second front commander of the third theater, he will also receive the punishment he deserves.

Moreover, his punishment is no less than that of the 19th Mage Group.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have any extra elemental mages on hand, and he had to be in the command room, Faerun would have wanted to go to the 19th Mage Regiment's position in person.

"This morning, Captain Dark requested fifteen second-level elemental mages."

"In the morning, they were unlucky. A magic crystal cannon shell killed fifteen people in the 19th Mage Group."

The adjutant beside Feilun reminded him.

The secretary skeleton in the corner raised the support letter in his hand, which had Darhk's support request and magic signature.

Fearon's anger immediately dissipated and turned into embarrassment and speechlessness.

Dark asked him for an elemental mage. Where can he get him an elemental mage?

55% of the spellcasting professions in the empire are necromancers, and the remaining 45% are occupied by other spellcasting professions.

There are very few mages who major in elements in the empire.

Many imperial military academies are discussing lowering the registration requirements for elemental mages.

On the battlefield, the Necromancer can indeed provide endless frontal pressure.

However, this kind of battle against the natural chasm requires the support of elemental mages.

Without the elemental mage, just relying on the skeleton sea tactics of the necromancer, I don’t know how many more years it will take to work here in Bryce.

Five years of war had already made him mentally exhausted.

The elemental mages required by each mage group below are even more of a headache for Faerun.

Where can he go to find elemental mages who can break through the ranks for his mage group?

"Hasn't the rear military academy studied how to let the skeleton mage release legion spells?"

Fearon couldn't help but cover his head and asked questions to the adjutant beside him.

"No."

"Every time I look for teachers and professors in various military industrial academies, I see them holding various symposiums with their own flesh-and-blood dolls."

The adjutant shook his head.

"Damn, they're a bunch of trash, they just know how to drive an immediate."

"This topic was proposed twenty years ago, but no one has completed it until now."

"You know how to waste the empire's property on flesh-and-blood dolls."

"If I take a rotation this year, I will definitely go to the emperor and suggest that the admission requirements for necromancers in various military academies be increased by 50%."

"No, increase it by 100%."

"Anyone who can't meet the requirements for a Necromancer apprenticeship will be transferred to an Elemental Mage."

"Come to me on the Brice Front after graduation."

Fearon was cursing there, and the skeleton secretary behind him wrote down Fearon's words on paper.

In addition, it erased the word 56 on the sign and wrote 57.

After 1 minute and 47 seconds, 57 is erased.

The book skull writes 58.

Fearon, who was cursing his profession, suddenly realized something was wrong.

The 19th Mage Group's legion spell release speed has become faster.

……

"Guo Teng, what is our current release speed?"

After releasing 16 legion spells in a row, the members of the 19th legion hid in a 3-meter-deep trench dug by Guo Teng to rest and meditate.

Dark asked Guo Teng about their situation with a pale face.

In Dark's inner induction, their release speed is almost comparable to the previous state of full strength of 50 people.

But he, who was focused on coordinating everyone's spellcasting, didn't know the exact number.

Darhk needs to know how many rounds they have left.

So that they can increase their speed again.

"Our current release rate is 1 minute and 47 seconds per shot, and the remaining mission requires 62 rounds."

"According to the current speed of releasing legion spells, it will take us about 1 hour and 40."

"But every time we release 16 Legion spells, we need 10 minutes to rest and meditate."

"This took up 40 minutes of our time."

"We only have 60 minutes to release the Legion Master."

"We need to compress each legion spell release to within 1 minute to complete the task."

Guo Teng followed the prompts given by Leah and answered Dark's questions.

"1 minute."

Captain Dark's face looked slightly better while he was meditating.

According to his prediction, the joint casting speed of 35 people can be further improved.

Once you become proficient, the speed can be reduced to less than 1 minute.

While meditating, Dark was thinking about the redistribution of the members of the mage group.

Unlike Guo Teng, who was observing their spellcasting from the outside, Dark could clearly feel what was wrong with any link.

The 16 Legion spell launches gave him a more reasonable distribution in his mind.

Ten minutes of meditation on the battlefield passed by in an instant.

The 19th Mage Group, whose magic and spiritual power were not completely restored, came to the magic circle designated by Guo Teng.

Darhk redistributed personnel.

The number of people building the spell base has been reduced to two people.

One more person has been added to spell model production.

Magic filling adds four more people.

Magic Shaping reduces the number of three people.

The casting time of legion spells that have been reassigned has been reduced to 1 minute and 10 seconds.

This speed shocked Guo Teng.

Now, is the manual team going to catch up with the mechanical team?

In fact, the manual team is still much worse than the mechanical team.

After the 28th legion spell is released, the spell release time fluctuates between 58 seconds.

The peak value is 56 seconds, occasionally 1 minute and 2 seconds.

This abnormal speed of legion spell release attracted the attention of the magic crystal artillery team on the wall of Buris.
Chapter completed!