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

The northern climate is showing people its cruelty without getting bored, but when it descends to the flat valleys of the west of 100,000, it encounters a more cruel or cruel opponent, war!

The yellow earth changed its face, and the dark red new outfit looked particularly bright. The broken flags rose repeatedly, and the sky seemed to be dyed gray ink. The stiff corpses maintained their ferocious faces when they were alive, but their wide mouths could no longer make any roars. Only the broken sword beside them sang softly in the cold wind!...

Gugugugu...

Soon, the solemn environment was cut by a few long warriors. Then it was shattered by the sound of neatly treading on the ground. The black soldiers crossed the corpses on the ground and gathered forward. After arriving at a point, they suddenly accelerated their pace.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The loud shouts of killing resounded throughout the world. Under the leadership of each team leader, the soldiers jumped into the circular dirt pit ahead without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, soldiers who were also holding weapons appeared in this endless pit that spread across the crisscrossing and spreading. The two sides were entangled in the shouts.

Suddenly, the wide line of battle became a feast for the god of death to cheer. Every minute and every second, soldiers fell down. But more people were still charging and slashing. Some soldiers roared and inserted their swords into the other party's chest. Before they could be pulled out, they were stabbed into the heart by the spear that poked out from the ground! Some soldiers pushed the other party to the ground regardless of their own life, and then raised their swords and stabbed them down, but their heads were cut off by the passing swords...

The gushing blood covers the setting sun. The scattered limbs dance in the sky, which is such a Shura field!

Although it was still in a stalemate, it was obvious that the attacking side had a little advantage. Because their weapons were better, their armor was stronger, and their fighting skills were more effective. The soldiers on the other side seemed to know the characteristics of the other party, so they only entangled with the other party in the tunnel and tried their best to limit the opponent's use space.

The number of casualties continued to jump in the initial charge. At the later stage of stalemate, the blood faded and the casualties gradually subsided. At this time, the soldiers on both sides chose to fight. If they were not sure, or if they fought with more or less, they would never take the risk of fighting.

This is not timid, it is a skill.

There are no timid people on the battlefield because most of them are already lying on the ground. Of course, it is not good to be too brave, because such people often rely on their personal courage to go deep into the army alone. In the end, they can only end up with hatred in the fight.

How can we quickly gather people to encircle and fight in the local area, how can we exchange slight injuries for fatal attacks in frontal battles... This kind of fighting skill is not a battlefield veteran, but it is really hard to play with.

Although the attacker had an advantage, it was obvious that this advantage was not enough to transform into victory. So after three hours of fighting, with a few more military calls, they began to retreat.

After all, war is a battle between people. If it is not the final decisive battle, when both sides are exhausted, they can only withdraw their troops and wait for the battle to fight later. Of course, the attacking party in this battle did not fail to achieve any purpose. The pits they occupied were buried by the soldiers pressed on them with shovels. Obviously, their commanders also knew that such an environment was not good for them.

The defending soldiers did not act like a cover-up, because the opponent was retreating, not a retreat. If you rashly go up and chase, you may not only not gain any advantage, but also suffer a great loss.

In just three hours, the valley returned to peace again, leaving only increasingly layered corpses and floating dead souls.

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Attack the soldiers' retreating rear, the central army's tent.

The curtain was thrown away hard, and a general with a gloomy face walked in. Without saying a word, he picked up the kettle on the desk and poured it into a wild way.

Immediately afterwards, a burly general walked in helplessly. Behind him was a middle-aged man with expressionless face, and he was also a general with a military rank.

"General Gary, General Relf, ​​how are you there?" asked the burly general.

"What else can it be!" Guyri smeared the water stains on his mouth and threw away the kettle angrily, "I have never fought such a cowardly battle in my life. Damn, in comparison, the barbarians in the Northern Wilderness are much more pleasing to you."

Relf on the side also shook his head: "Tactics are amazing!"

There is no doubt that these three are the chief generals sent by Zi Chen, Thunder and Cang Yan Legion to encircle and suppress the gray-clothed army.

They had successfully designed to block the soldiers of the four lords in front of the Gray Clothing Army, and then led the soldiers to come from behind. They originally thought that there would be no problem in taking down the Gray Clothing Army in such a frontal battle, but unexpectedly, when they arrived here, they saw the other party digging tunnels all over the mountains.

The next situation is like the battle just now. They have an advantage, but they have been unable to open the door to victory for a long time.

The reason for this is simple. The legion is best at setting up formations and crushing the attack head-on. But those earth pit tunnels mixed up their attack formations in a mess and could not give full play to their absolute advantage. After attacking for two or three days, the most obvious result was to fill more than ten kilometers of earth pits. This is not nonsense...

"This won't work." Barlow sighed, "Although we are constantly attacking here, the useless lord soldiers in front cannot last long. If this continues, they must break through some of them!"

"What do you think?" Gary put his helmet heavily on the table. "The tactics of these gray-clothed troops are clearly to hold us back. Cāo, this luck is not on our side. Yesterday, I finally persuaded the lord soldiers to cooperate with our raid. I was about to make a contribution, but I was shocked, damn it!"

When Barlow heard this, he looked helpless: "How can I do anything? This gray-clothed army has seen through us. We have been fighting with the barbarians of the Northern Wilderness for many years and are used to the big break. Now when we encounter these quarrel tactics, this... this is a strategic loss!"

Speaking of this, Barlow shook his head and then looked to the right: "I wonder if General Relf has any other plan? Alas, your plan last time would have been successful if it hadn't been an earthquake!"

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

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

"Yes!" Relf nodded, "Just defeat, the real enemy is not them!"

I have to say that after staying with this Silent Eagle for a long time, the ability to understand will increase a lot. Barlow understood what Relf meant at this time, which was to seize the rest of the time to attack and try to eliminate the vitality of the gray-clothed army. He did not want to be killed, but wanted to be hurt.

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

"This...ah, I'm really unwilling to accept it!"

Barlow didn't say all, and he felt unwilling to give up, but the most important thing was that he was not ashamed. As they mobilized the three legions of the army, they ended up like those encirclements? This time, they would not be ridiculed to death by their colleagues...

Relf and Gary naturally understood what Barlow meant, but now there was no way, so I had to do so.

"Then do it like this!" After all, he was a man who had been through the battlefield for a long time. After understanding that things should not be done, Barlow quickly made a decision.

Wow

At this moment, the curtain of the central army's tent was lifted up, and a man who seemed to be a scout came in. The reason why it seemed was that he had much more equipment than Bran's standard scouts.

Barlow and Gary's eyes moved, and they naturally knew this kind of scouts. This is unique to the Zichen Legion, and its combat power is above the scouts of all legions.

"General!" the scout saluted, "We met nearly a thousand soldiers from the Military Affairs Office behind the legion."

"Martial Office?" Barlow looked stunned, "What are they doing here?"

"It is said that it is the pursuit of a group of gray-clothed troops who burned their food and supplies before."

"ah……"

The three generals Relf, ​​Barlow and Gary all opened their mouths wide and showed a dull expression.

"Burn the food and grass..." Gary knocked her head, her face sarcastically, "This is what happened more than ten days ago."

"Fourteen days!" Relf returned to his indifferent expression.

"Tsk tsk, fourteen days..." Barlow smacked his lips and sighed softly. Then the blue veins on his forehead popped up, and his face instantly red: "Let all these wastes die!!!"

Go to die... Go to die... Go to die...

A thunderous voice came out of the tent, and came out of the camp, constantly hovering over the valley... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!