Chapter 180 Spear Breaking the Formation Team

The churning magma, the crystallized mountain walls, the waves of heat... Damn it, where is this... Tang En wiped the sweat from his face, his throat worked hard to swallow, but there was no saliva in his mouth. Come.

Volcano? There was a sudden heat in his heart. Tang En subconsciously opened his mouth and called... a flame shot out and swept in all directions.

Hey, this is a fire-breathing dragon...Wait a minute, Tang En looked at the scales that suddenly appeared on his body, and then looked at his hands that turned into claws, uh... shook his head, and looked at the long dragon whiskers around his mouth. , Tang En touched his nose with his paw. Well, it looks like it was a dream. Tsk tsk, it's quite realistic and interesting... As soon as I thought about this, the light and shadow disappeared.

After rolling his heavy eyelids a few times, Tang En stretched out his hand to block the light in front of his eyes, stood up, "Well..." He grunted, scratched his hair and used pain stimulation to dispel the chaos in his mind.

After looking around, Tang En picked up the water glass on the table next to his bed and drank all the cold water in one go, finally suppressing the burning sensation in his throat.

Phew... taking a long breath, Tang En finally sorted out what happened before, and couldn't help but cursed angrily, "Fake! Frey, you're cruel, you'd better not let me catch the chance!"

Yesterday afternoon, from the moment Josiah was called by Losa to discuss matters. Tang En's tragic experience came, one cup after another, one after another... He was planning to pretend to be drunk, but Frey and the others, who finally found the opportunity, did not intend to let him go. drunk? It was easy to handle, and then I woke him up... In the end, Tang En couldn't remember how much he drank, because he had completely lost consciousness... The feeling of waking up with a hangover was naturally uncomfortable, but fortunately, the water cups, washbasins, etc. were already there. get ready.

After putting his head into the icy cold water for a few minutes, Tang En finally woke up completely. Shaking away the water drops, he picked up the dry towel next to him and wiped it. At this time, his ears suddenly twitched, and he pushed open the wooden door. Hiss, hiss, hiss... A cold light suddenly appeared, and the colorful clothes flew.

In the open space in front of the door, a short figure kept flashing and moving, and the giant curved weapon in his hand gleamed with blade light. Although she looked extremely heroic, from the dense sweat on her forehead, it could be seen that the weapon put a heavy load on her.

There is no doubt that it is little Carol who uses this sickle as a weapon.

"Ho!" With a sweet shout, little Carol waved her arms hard, throwing out several layered sickle shadows, and then stepped back. Drink... huff... put the blade of the knife on the ground, opened his small mouth, and his red face sometimes bulged and sometimes deflated as he continued to breathe.

"Huh...ah, Brother Tang En, you're awake!"

Seeing Tang En standing at the door with a smile on her face, little Carol rushed over without thinking and threw herself into his arms.

Tang En tilted his head back and stretched out his hand to carefully push the sickle tip away from his eyes: "Yes, great progress has been made. Brother Tang En has seen it."

"I practice every day." Little Carol raised her head and looked proud, but then she pinched her nose and waved her hand: "Brother Tang En, you smell so bad of alcohol."

Tang En touched his nose awkwardly and put down little Carol, "I'll go change my clothes. I'll be fine later."

Little Carol nodded obediently, then tilted her head and said, "By the way, someone just came to Brother Tang En and asked you to go and observe the battle."

"Uh..." Tang En slapped his head and forgot about it. He quickly turned around and entered the house, closing the door and saying, "Little Carol, my brother will take you somewhere later."

.........At the top of a certain mountain peak in the east of the city, a group of people stared down at the cold wind.

Except for the mountain peaks where these people are located, the rest of the place is filled with continuous low hills and concave basins. The terrain can be described as complex. Among them, there were faint figures on the north and south sides, and they seemed to be testing something.

However, as time passed, and after the scouts from both sides met, the situation began to change, and groups of soldiers continued to appear one after another.

"Conical formation? Haha, Old Dan, your first army is going to attack." On the top of the mountain, a middle-aged man with a majestic body and wearing tiger head armor laughed.

To the north of the mountain, groups of soldiers holding two-handed swords were quickly advancing forward. Although the formation looks a bit scattered due to the terrain, it can still be seen that it is generally in the shape of an awl.

"War is not about queuing up to get food. Seizing the opportunity is naturally important. What, Lao Dai, do you have any opinions on this?" On the other side, a middle-aged general who was also strong but had the charm of a mature man asked.

"I can't speak highly of you, but if you speak in such a hurry, you might get hurt. Haha!" The middle-aged man stroked his black beard and laughed boldly.

"Don't worry about this. You should still worry about whether your boys will be stunned."

"..."

Looking at the two generals in front of me like unconvinced children, they secretly exchanged words with each other. The officers standing behind him couldn't help but smile.

This middle-aged man is called Dana, and he is the commander-in-chief of the Fourth Army. As for the other one, it was Daniel, the commander of the First Army.

The two sides that are about to fight below are the Swordsman Regiment and Swordsman Battalion of the First Army and the Spear Regiment of the Fourth Army. It was about him, so it was no wonder that the two commanders didn't like each other.

"Well, who do you think will win this time?" an officer from the tactical department suddenly asked.

"The spear regiment of the Fourth Army, they have won four or five games in a row recently."

"I don't think so." A middle-aged officer shook his head, "The winning streak shows that their combat effectiveness is indeed good, but don't forget that the First Army has an extra battalion this time."

"Yes, in fact, the key to the fourth army's pike regiment's continuous victory lies in the pike formation breaking team. If I were the commander of the first army, I would directly use the extra battalion to block the pike formation. The formation-breaking team. In this way, the victory is 10%."

The analysis of this officer from the Tactical Department is reasonable. You must know that although the military establishment was reclassified, it was said to be a bowl of water. But in actual operation, due to various reasons, the First Army ended up having the most veterans, while the Fourth Army had more recruits. Therefore, if the spear breaking team is stopped, the Fourth Army will not have an advantage at all in terms of other combat capabilities.

Hearing the discussions around him, a young officer couldn't help but said: "Well, didn't you say that the gray space team joined the Fourth Army?"

The surroundings fell silent for a moment. Most of the officers licked their lips and looked at each other. The atmosphere was inexplicable.

Compared with the public's mixed praise and criticism of gray space, the military's thoughts are much more complicated. If I had to sum it up, it would be admiration and resentment.

Admired and easy to understand. Because Gray Space has continued to make outstanding achievements since the day it was established.

When the members of Gray Space trained for weight-bearing running for the first time, many of them looked at it as a joke. However, he later discovered the enemy's traces, escaped from numerous pursuits, and captured important enemy hostages in one fell swoop. Not only did they push back the crazy siege of the three legions, but they also brought both sides directly to the negotiation table. A few days ago, those domineering Lord Knights were quietly destroyed. By the way, yesterday, with the exposure of the first city publicity plan, the heroic deeds of a few dozen people in Gray Space to stop the guard cavalry in the city have been spread in the garrison... Such achievements are in front of us, although some The person said it very lightly, but in his heart he was secretly shocked and convinced.

As for resentment, it arises from constant slaps in the face.

If a thoughtful person summarizes it, he will find that in fact every meritorious service performed in the gray space is almost a slap in the face of the military.

For example, discover the whereabouts of enemy troops and avoid huge casualties. This is a slap in the face of the military scouts. Needless to say, he got angry in front of the tactical department after he came back, and it was obvious that he was slapped in the face. As for the successful return with the hostages, the area of ​​​​the attack would be even greater, hitting almost everyone in the army in the face. Our desperate escape, defense, and counterattacks are not as effective as your chance sneak attack?

Of course, these words cannot be said out loud, otherwise it will be more like jealousy, but everyone is indeed holding back their anger.

"There are only a few dozen people in the gray space. Besides... Haha, I also know something about them. What they are good at is sneak attacks, just like the surprise soldiers in military law. But now Chief Walter already knows the existence of the other party. Taking precautions, The role they can play is minimal!" After a moment of silence, an officer from the First Army narrowed his eyes and said.

"Well, the analysis makes sense."

"Yes, their numbers are indeed a disadvantage..."

"I don't think so. You all should know how this confrontation came about. The old marshal gave the First Army a battalion, and then let the gray space join our fourth army. What does this mean? It means that in the old marshal's heart, Their combat effectiveness is worth a battalion." The so-called old marshal is actually the old general Oumeng. After the military establishment was reorganized, as the supreme commander of the army, Oumeng's status and title naturally increased. However, some familiar people still like to call him Old General Oumeng.

The person who stood up to rebut at this moment was an officer of the Fourth Army. Although he may not have much favorable impressions of the Gray Space team, the enemy of his enemy is his friend, so he decided to support them.

The commanders-in-chief of the two armies were engaging in a non-committal exchange of words in the front, while the two officers in the back were also squinting at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit dull for a while.

"Ahem, what both of you said makes sense. But the outcome depends on the outcome. Let's focus on the following battle first." A handsome young man from the tactical department came out to talk to him.

The two officers snorted at the same time, then turned their heads and looked down.

The handsome young man shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless. He was about to look at the battle situation, but his eyes suddenly sharpened, and then he returned to calmness and waved his hand: "Brother Tang En, this way!"

Everyone on the top of the mountain was stunned and turned their heads. They saw a young man in black holding a little girl walking up the hillside. Everyone looked over and waved, and the voice slowly came, "Haha , it’s Borg, um, thank you..."

I couldn't see his face clearly. When I turned around just now, I saw him talking casually to the children next to him, and pointing to one side, as if he was admiring the scenery here... Is this Captain Tang En of Gray Space? It seems very ordinary... not everyone knows Tang En, and those who meet him at first glance feel that he is not as famous as meeting him. But then, they changed some of their views... As if they were a little embarrassed to see everyone here waiting, Tang En picked up the girl next to him, raised his head, glanced at the mountain wall, and jumped up.

The most suitable way to reach the top of the mountain is through the winding mountain road, which they had walked up before. But if you want to ask the fastest, it is undoubtedly to go straight up. But this mountain peak is the tallest in this area recently, otherwise it would not be easy to observe the battle in all directions.

Towering generally means steep, at least this is the case with the almost ninety-degree mountain wall in front of us. But Tang En's figure spread out and rushed straight up. Because he was holding the little girl, he just used his feet to lend support, and that was enough.

He dodged over the protruding stones and hit the recesses, soared dozens of feet into the air, turned to the side of the cliff tree, and stood up again... moving forward smoothly, climbing as if on flat ground, and elegantly strolling in the courtyard. For a moment, when Tang En came to the top of the mountain, put down the little girl, and greeted her gently, everyone was silent and could not recover for the time being.

Everyone has seen masters before. Zuo Fan fell from the sky in the chaos of the station and wielded his domineering sword. Everyone watched and silently admired him. But Tang En's climbing style in front of me... your mother, do you want to be so calm? Do you want it to be so artistic? You thought you were visiting your own backyard... "Ahem!" Seeing that the greeting was ignored, Tang En cleared his throat twice and saluted briefly, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Haha, it's not that you're late, you almost didn't catch up. Well, because of the tricks you showed just now, forget it." Ou Meng waved his hand and laughed.

At present, the scale of the battle between these two groups is still too small. In normal times, Oumeng is unlikely to come. However, this confrontation was temporarily adjusted by him, and he was really curious about the combat power of gray space, so he came to watch it in person.

On the other hand, if this were not the case, the two commanders of the First Army and the Fourth Army would not be present at the same time.

"Huh!" Daniel snorted softly and turned his head. I believe that if the old Marshal Oumeng was not present, he would have to give a few words of admonishment.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with everyone present, Tang En, under Omen's order, stood next to him and watched the battle that had begun below.

The officers behind him looked at where Tang En was standing, glanced at each other, and raised their eyebrows involuntarily, feeling shocked in their hearts. You must know that there were only three people there before, Marshal Omen, General Daniel, and General Dana!

When Borg saw this, he narrowed his eyes again, then pursed his lips, took a deep breath slowly, suppressed the jealousy in his heart, and forced himself to look down... At this time, the form at the foot of the mountain was no longer as calm as before. Especially in the middle, the cone-shaped swordsmen that had previously penetrated into the deep south were already fighting in the middle with the pikemen of the Fourth Army that collided head-on. Judging from the current situation, the Swordsmen have the upper hand and are gradually breaking into the Pikemen.

In addition to this main battlefield, there were also scattered battles in other places, but the intensity was far less intense.

After watching for a while, Ou Meng suddenly said: "Tell me, what did you see?" After saying this, he turned to look at Tang En.

Tang En was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Old General Oumeng, you are just trying to amuse me... In my opinion, well, the Swordsmen Group has an obvious victory here."

"Ha! I forgot that you don't understand this." Ou Meng smiled in surprise, then turned his head, "Well, everyone, tell me what you saw."

After saying this, Borg was the first to walk out. After performing the military salute, he spoke confidently: "Although the fighting is very fierce now, both sides are actually retaining their strength, especially the First Army."

"Oh? Keep talking." Ou Meng said noncommittally.

"Judging from the current situation, both sides have sent out all their troops. But except for the battle in the middle, the rest are just feints. And everyone pays attention to the layout of the troops behind both sides. The soldiers of the First Army Swordsmen Regiment are scattered , in fact, the formation is a pocket formation. On the other hand, the spear regiment of the Fourth Army is spread out diagonally in the shape of a wild goose feather."

"So, the Swordsmen seem to be attacking, but they are actually defending. The Lancers seem to be in trouble now, but they are secretly preparing to strike. They are all waiting for an opportunity to come..."

Having said this, Borg paused and glanced at everyone.

Ou Meng's expression was still dull, and he couldn't tell anything. General Daniel and Dana nodded slightly, showing appreciation. As for Tang En, he kept nodding his head, looking like he was enjoying it... Forget it, just don't look at it!

The officers behind him had different expressions, including admiration, envy, and disapproval... He instantly looked away, and Borg said solemnly: "That's the spear breaking team!"

As if reflecting these words, as soon as Borg finished speaking, a sudden change occurred on the left side of the battlefield. About a battalion of spearmen suddenly appeared and broke through three lines of defense and entered the northern battlefield. It can be clearly seen that this battalion is led by the soldiers of the front squadron.

Although this squadron has a small number of people, its fighting style is indeed extremely tough. Needless to say, in terms of strength, there is basically no one-match enemy for ordinary sword soldiers. What's even more rare is that this squadron is simply a natural whole. It can move left and right on the battlefield flexibly and is not constrained by enemy soldiers or terrain at all. And anyone with a tactical vision can see that this squadron seems to be fighting aimlessly, but in fact, it hits the node almost every time, and it is defeated immediately... It is not that it cannot be defeated, but It's not necessary, because that's the job of a battalion of spearmen who followed them... "It can be divided and combined! It can fight independently and coordinate with friendly forces. What a Frey, what a spear-breaking team!" Ou Meng stroked his palms and sounded slightly excited.

This is a very high evaluation, especially coming from Ou Meng's mouth, it is extremely rare.

Everyone present nodded in agreement and had no objections. From a high position, the spear-breaking team at this time has already dominated the battlefield. Although the terrifying strength is shocking, it cannot be said to be despairing. Because no matter how powerful a squadron is, as long as it dares to go deep alone, it will be surrounded and destroyed. But the spear-breaking team in front of us can't help but have great combat capabilities, and they also know how to cooperate and connect friendly forces. It is really amazing...

At this time, Daniel frowned: "I want to see how you break the pocket formation behind!"

These words were not false. Under this charge, the spear breaking team was already close to the first army's defensive deployment. You can't get around this, you can see that the bag is thick and the spear is tied up. The spear is still sharp and can pierce the bag.

Everyone couldn't help but lean forward and stare closely at the spear-breaking team below who had broken into the cloth bag.

"coming!"

...After a moment, an angry roar sounded, "Walter, what are you doing, why don't you tighten your pockets?"

Daniel yelled these words, and it’s no wonder that he was so angry now. Not to mention that he didn't understand, everyone present except Tang En was confused.

Because the pocket formation had no effect at all, the soldiers were still scattered everywhere, passively receiving the attacks of the spear breaking team... It was like the bag suddenly turned into a broken fisherman, with holes everywhere, allowing the prey to wander back and forth. .

"Uh, you, you, you, you... look..." an officer standing at the back stretched out his arm and stammered, "The command post of the Swordsmen Regiment!"

Everyone suddenly turned their heads and saw that the command post of the Swordsmen Regiment on the back of the hill to the north was surrounded by dozens of men in black armor holding crossbows.

Inside the encirclement were a dozen officers standing dumbfounded. Outside the encirclement, there were more than a hundred guards who fell down at an unknown time.

"Gray space..."