Chapter 099

The setting sun is like blood, and the frost and wind are stern.

The northern climate never tired of showing people its ruthlessness, but when it came to the flat valleys in the west, it encountered a more ruthless or cruel opponent, war!

The yellowish earth has changed its color, and the dark red new clothes are particularly bright. The broken flag raised black smoke repeatedly, and the sky seemed to be dyed gray ink. The stiff corpses kept their ferocious faces, but their mouths could no longer utter any roars, only the broken saber beside them, chanting softly in the cold wind!

Cuckoo... Soon, the solemn environment was pierced by several long bugles. Then it was shattered by a series of neat trampling sounds. Black masses of soldiers jumped over the corpses on the ground and kept gathering forward. After waiting for a certain point, he suddenly quickened his pace, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Shocking shouts resounded throughout the universe, and the soldiers, under the leadership of each squad leader, jumped into the circular pit in front without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, soldiers who also raised their weapons appeared in this endless pit that criss-crossed and spread. Amidst the shouts, the two sides got entangled together.

Suddenly, the wide battle line became a feast of cheers from the god of death. Every minute, every second, soldiers fell. But there are more people who are still charging and slashing. A soldier roared and thrust his saber into the opponent's chest. Before he could pull it out, he was stabbed into the heart by a spear protruding from the ground! Another soldier desperately pushed the opponent down to the ground, and when he raised his great sword to strike, his head was cut off by a passing saber... The blood gushed out to cover the setting sun, and the scattered limbs danced in the air. What a field of Shura!

Although there is still a stalemate, it can be clearly seen that the attacking side has a slight upper hand. Because their weapons are better, their armor is stronger, and their fighting skills are more effective. The soldiers on the other side also seemed to know the characteristics of the opponent, so they only entangled with each other in the tunnel, trying their best to limit the opponent's display space.

The number of casualties kept jumping during the initial charge, but in the stalemate stage later, the blood faded and the casualties gradually leveled off. At this time, the soldiers on both sides have chosen to fight. If they are not absolutely sure, or if they are in a situation of more fights and fewer fights, they will not risk fighting.

It's not timidity, it's skill.

On the battlefield, there are no timid people, because most of them are already lying on the ground. Of course, it's not good to be too courageous, because often this kind of person will rely on his personal bravery to go deep alone, and in the end, under the gang fight, he will only die with hatred.

How to quickly mobilize people to encircle and suppress in a local area, how to exchange minor injuries for fatal attacks in a frontal battle... This kind of fighting skills can't be mastered if you are not a veteran of the battlefield.

Although the attacker has an advantage, it is obvious that this advantage is not enough to turn into a victory. So after three hours of fighting, with a few more bugles, they began to retreat.

After all, war is a contest between people. If it is not the final decisive battle, when both sides are exhausted, they can only withdraw their troops and go back to fight again later. Of course, the attackers in this battle did not fail to achieve their goals. The soil pit they occupied had been buried with shovels by the soldiers who followed them. Obviously, their commanders also knew that such an environment was not good for them.

The defending soldiers did not make any move to cover up the past, because the opponent was retreating, not retreating. If you rush up to pursue it rashly, you may not only get no advantage, but also suffer a big loss.

In just three hours, the valley returned to calm again, leaving only more and more layers of corpses and floating dead souls.

...Attack the rear of the soldiers retreating, the large tent of the Chinese army.

Snapped! The curtain was flung open, and a general with a gloomy face came in. Without saying a word, he picked up the kettle on the desk and poured it wildly.

Immediately afterwards, a burly general walked in with a helpless expression. Behind him was a middle-aged man with an expressionless face. He was also a general by his military rank.

"General Gary, General Ralph, how is your side?" The burly general sat down and asked.

"What else can I do!" Gary wiped the water stains around his mouth, and threw away the kettle angrily, "I have never fought such a useless battle in my life, damn it, compared to those barbarians in the Northern Wilderness, they are all pleasing to the eye There are many."

Ralph on the side also shook his head: "The tactics are very powerful!"

There is no doubt that these three people are the main generals sent by Zichen, Lei Ting, and Cangyan Army to encircle and suppress the Gray Clothes Army.

Previously, they successfully designed the soldiers of the four major lords to block the front of the gray army, and then led the soldiers to come from behind. Originally, they thought that it would be no problem to take down the Gray Army in such a frontal battle, but who would have expected that when they arrived here, they would see the opponent digging tunnels all over the mountains and plains.

The next situation was just like the battle just now. They had the advantage, but they were unable to open the door to victory for a long time.

The reason for this is quite simple, the Legion is best at setting up formations and crushing attacks head-on. But those pits and tunnels messed up their attack formation, and they couldn't exert their due absolute advantage at all. After two or three days of attacking, the most obvious result is that we have filled more than ten kilometers of earth pits. Isn’t that nonsense... "This is not possible." Barlow sighed, "Although we have continued to attack here , but those waste material lord soldiers in front can't last long, if this continues, they must break out of a part!"

"Then what do you think we should do?" Gary put his helmet heavily on the table, "The tactics of these gray soldiers are clearly to hold us back, fuck, this luck is not on our side, yesterday we managed to persuade the lord's soldiers Cooperating with our surprise attack, it was about to make a contribution, but an earthquake came to me, damn it!"

Hearing this, Barlow also had a helpless face: "What can I do, this gray army has seen through us. We have fought against the northern barbarians all year round, and we are used to opening and closing. Now that we encounter these wrangling tactics, this ...This is a strategically lost move!"

Speaking of this, Barlow shook his head, then looked to the right: "I wonder if General Ralph has any other plans? Well, your last plan would have succeeded if it hadn't been hit by an earthquake!"

Ralph frowned: "No... just attack like this!"

"Just attack like that?" Barlow's eyes widened.

"En!" Ralph nodded, "It's enough to defeat them, the real enemy is not them!"

I have to say that after staying with this Silent Eagle for a long time, my understanding ability will improve a lot. At this moment, Barlow understood what Ralph meant, that is, to use the remaining time to attack continuously and try to eliminate the gray army's vital forces. Not begging to be killed, but begging to be hurt.

After all, their original intention was to ensure the stability of the rear before the real enemy of the Northern Wilderness Tribe attacked. However, they were full of confidence before and wanted to completely wipe out the opponent once and for all, but now it is obviously impossible to do so, and they can only expect to drive the opponent far away, and dare not attack.

"It's like this... Oh, I'm really not reconciled!"

Barlow didn't say everything. Of course he felt unwilling, but the most important thing was that he lost face. Cooperating with them this time, the three major armies mobilized their troops to come, but the result was the same as those several times of encirclement and suppression? This time, I have to be ridiculed by my colleagues... Ralph and Gary naturally understood what Barlow meant, but they had no choice but to do so now.

"Then let's do it this way!" After all, he was also a veteran of the battlefield, and after realizing that there was nothing to be done, Barlow quickly made a decision.

Wow——At this moment, the curtain of the large tent of the Chinese army was lifted, and a person who looked like a scout walked in. The reason why it looks like is because he has much more equipment than Bran's standard scouts.

Barlow and Gary's eyes moved, and they naturally knew this kind of scout. This is unique to the Zichen Legion, and its combat effectiveness is higher than that of the scouts of all legions.

"General!" The scout saluted, "We met nearly a thousand soldiers under the Armament Department behind the legion."

"Army Department?" Barlow showed a stunned expression, "What are they doing here?"

"It is said that they are chasing and suppressing a group of gray-clothed soldiers who burned their food and grass before."

"ah……"

The three generals Ralph, Barlow, and Gary all opened their mouths wide, showing blank expressions.

"The food was burned..." Gary tapped his head, his face gloomy, "This must have happened more than ten days ago."

"Fourteen days!" Ralph regained his indifferent expression.

"Tsk tsk, fourteen days..." Barlow smacked his lips and sighed softly. Immediately, veins popped out on his forehead, and his face flushed instantly: "Let this group of trash die!!!"

Die... Die... Die... A thunderous voice came out of the big tent, out of the camp, and hovered over the valley...