Chapter 917
2014-08-16
Rumble...It's like a thunder in the sky suddenly exploding in the ear, the intimidating force, the ground is slightly Trembling. .
The black-faced general who had just stood up was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Thor's Hammer? No, the movement is a bit small... Thor's roar? Not right, it's still a little small... Well, Throwing an exploding crystal?"
This black-faced general is indeed a regular army general from the front line, but with a simple explosion, he can hear all the possibilities in an instant, and speculate the closest to the truth. Here comes the answer.
The lean lieutenant on the side stood up and pushed open the window of the wood house. Facing the biting cold wind that was pouring in instantly, he looked towards the direction of the explosion, his expression changed slightly: "It turned out to be the direct fortifications... ...Huh, strange, what are these Grey Cloth Armed Forces trying to do, is it really going to attack?"
"Impossible! They don't have any reinforcements, so they have to fight early, so why delay it until now?" An Advanced officer doesn't even think outright denial.
"Well, it's also..." Even with this extremely cautious surname, he couldn't help nodding gracefully. This is indeed the case, here is the depths of the desolate Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, Grey Cloth Armed Force impossible has any form of reinforcements including food supplies and reinforcements. So if you really want to fight to the death, there is no need to wait for the embarrassing time when you are even short of food.
As for the possibility of jumping over the wall when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, it is not very reliable. After all, Grey Cloth Armed Force has been holding on for a whole year, and there is no sign of ** in this year, which means that the other party has not really reached the point of exhaustion, and there is no reason to give up suddenly.
Thinking about tradeoffs in this way brings the only possible truth back to square one.
"It looks like it's still food." Licking his lips, the black-faced general narrowed his eyes and analyzed, "Direct seems to be a strong attack, it should be just a feint, the purpose is to find a breakthrough in other directions... ...Well, where are our logistical supplies?"
The thin lieutenant replied: "The back of the camp!"
"Someone!" After synthesizing the information on all aspects of the situation, the black-faced general decisively issued an order, "Transfer the long spear regiment to guard the logistics supplies and prevent the opponent's cavalry from raiding. Then the two battalions of heavy sword will be opened at the periphery, as long as anyone dares to come. Grab the supplies, put them in and immediately surround and wipe them out, and I want the opponent to come back!"
"Yes!"
This decision is not wrong, it is the world's greatest Some generals come, and the choices they will make are almost the same. After all, fighting is not a family game, you can do whatever you want. This is a delicate job that relies heavily on information and intelligence, and every decision actually coincides with the principle of the greatest probability. Now from the intelligence analysis of the overwhelming majority, the food shortage dilemma of the Grey Cloth Armed Force is obvious. So the black-faced general made a decision to deal with the most probable surname problem.
But... just when the black-faced general was a little excited and put on his armor, suddenly, the door of the wood house was pushed open again. This time, a soldier covered in blood came in. It's a warrior who just stepped down from the front line.
He roared loudly, "General, the gate of the direct fortification... is broken!" The expressions of several people present were frozen in disbelief.
They are the regular army from Cang Yan Legion, not the third-rate miscellaneous soldiers with uneven quality. Not to mention whether the other party is directly feinting, and even if not, how can the heavily guarded direct defense fortifications be broken so easily... Besides, from the discovery of the other party's traces to the start of the war, there are five in total. minutes?
Putting out his ears, the black-faced general fixedly looked at the bloodstained soldier and asked tentatively, "Are you... joking?"
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The so-called front gate fortification is actually similar to the gate of the thief cottage. The difference is that the military products are more rigorous and practical.
But now, this rigorous and practical gate of fortification has been smashed into a huge hole, allowing anyone to enter and exit...
The screams of death are terrifying and tragic. Cries, excited roars... All kinds of sounds mixed together, and the tragic atmosphere instantly filled the spot. The shattered gate has become a battleground between the two sides, like a giant life-smashing machine. People outside want to kill it, and people inside are desperate to resist. In a short moment, that is, blood flowing into a river, dyeing red and penetrating the soil of this side,
Judging from the current situation, the attacker has an absolute advantage. After all, since the door has been opened, is it still far from entering?
Actually, not far!
"Haha...Get out!" Laughing wantonly, a silhouette with a gun rushed forward like a tiger out of the gate, just a simple sweep of a large area and a gun, the crackling azure lightning glow burst out. , the dozens of armor silhouettes guarding the inside of the door suddenly rose involuntarily into the air, spit blood and fly back.
And by the power of this gun, this gun-wielding silhouette is like a stern god of war, the first to break into the fortifications, stand still, and sway the long spear wantonly, and stop it without any omissions. Surrounded by frantic regular soldiers.
It's like breaking a certain balance and igniting a powder keg. In an instant, several silhouettes rushed forward, and forcibly knocked on the layers of the regular soldiers and came behind the gun-wielding silhouette.
Laughing loudly, "haha...Captain, we did it again, the first to enter the enemy camp!"
"This time too? Not that Purple Credit to Artillery? One shot nicked the gate of this fortification..."
"Never mind the details, the point is the feeling... well, this feeling, it's been a long time since We last met, it is really nostalgic!"
He waved his hand, "Okay, let's try again after the feeling of nostalgia, let's continue, continue, rush!" With their heads held high, five or six people formed a tacit understanding Front arrow formation, the silhouette with guns stood in the sharp position of front arrow formation, facing the Titus regular soldiers who came one after another, long spear like electricity, almost no enemy. The battle strength is really amazing.
It can be seen that these people are definitely experienced veterans. Needless to say, the most important thing is to start with a very ruthless. The success rate of the attack is also frighteningly high. Some of them seem to be as if the other party hit them directly with their knives, which is really weird and wonderful...
In just a few minutes, a few people just killed them in the crowd. Out of a bloody road, this is the so-called use point to break surface. In the rear, the situation at the gate, which was still deadlocked before, also instantly became clear. The attackers on the periphery rushed in like a tidal wave. And the Titus regular soldiers in standard armor, involuntarily keep retreating and are in danger...
The fortifications direct the gate, break!
"Strange, doesn't it mean that this is the Cangyan Legion regular soldier station? Why does it feel a little weak, it came in so easily..." A thin middle-aged man with a figure pinched his forehead and his eyes. After turning around twice, he asked with some doubts.
"Skinny Monkey, after so many years, I found out that you are so freaked out that you have to be blocked by hundreds of people holding big knives in the corner and slashing wildly, don't you feel good?"
Before waiting for the middle-aged man nicknamed the Thin Monkey to retort, a simple and honest-looking majestic man suddenly stretched out a finger and pointed to the back of the camp in the distance, "Look there!"
When everyone heard this, they turned their heads subconsciously, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Uh... the front is in a hurry, and the troops are moved to the rear... What's the point of this? New tactics? I don't understand it at all..."
The gun-wielding silhouette glanced away and pouted: "**!"
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