Memorize Chapter 064

The night was like a curtain, and the dark moon seemed to be frightened, half-hidden behind the dark clouds, secretly looking at the boundary of Shiwan Dashan.

On the rugged mountain road, densely packed ants-like dots are marching. Zooming in on the camera... Soldiers wrapped in cold iron, a square formation in perfect order, and a team that can't see the edge. His air was as solemn as ice, and his murderous intent permeated the bird. The bitter cold wind blows the battle flag, the sound of firecrackers, and the purple star logo is looming... There is no doubt that this is the army of all victories - the Zichen Army!

"Master Brigadier General, the speed of soldiers is very important. Now the enemy is in front, why don't we rush to kill each other by surprise?"

At the position of the central army, a large group of people on horseback walked slowly. Ralph, who was walking in front, was expressionless, and the students of the military academy behind him were quite excited after speaking. This is also conceivable, they have been visiting and studying with the Zichen Legion for more than a month, but they have never seen a real battle. It was not easy to be sent to the combat troops to watch the siege, but after more than ten days, in order to find out the position of the opponent's main force, they didn't even fight a small battle. Now knowing that the enemy is right in front of them, and the war is imminent, how can they not be excited?

The middle-aged brigadier general shook his head and chuckled when he heard the words: "Haha, soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent. Fighting is not a deduction on the map. You can have the speed of soldiers, but you have to combine the specific situation. Although we are only tens of miles away from each other now However, the mountain road is so rugged that it is not easy to walk. If you blindly seek speed, most of the soldiers will run there, and most of their physical strength will be exhausted, and they will easily be easily defeated by the opponent waiting for work."

The fact is exactly the same, a distance of tens of miles, unless you have cavalry in your hands, in that case, you can still try to attack. But fighting in the mountains, no brainless coach would bring cavalry over. They were killed when they collided with each other, what kind of attack are you talking about... "Understood, thank you Brigadier General for your guidance." The student suddenly realized, and turned to salute and thank you in admiration.

"Haha, these are some military common sense, as long as you know it. The key is to learn and apply the knowledge in books." The middle-aged brigadier stroked his beard and laughed loudly.

Of course, apart from the above factors, the Brigadier General did not mention another important reason. The encirclement and suppression is a common task of the three armies and four lords. What they are facing now is the brigade of the gray-clothed army, not the small squad that could claim credit for it before. If they rushed over in a hurry, they would easily be the primary targets. In this way, other people who arrive later can make a profit with a small loss. This kind of thing of making wedding clothes for others is naturally impossible... "Also, in addition to paying attention to the speed of marching, this soldier..." At this moment, the middle-aged brigadier general who is good at being a teacher will point out these students again, so as to obtain When people respect the pleasure. Suddenly, ta, ta, ta... Two fast horses came quickly from the side of the team. The two men were obviously masters of riding, and they still seemed to be able to do a job well in the small space.

"Hey, scout... who is behind?" A student looked at it and asked.

Judging from the light leather armor, it can be known that both of them are scouts. The scouts of the Zichen Legion were walking in front, but not the one behind.

"That's a scout from the Cangyan Legion..." The middle-aged brigadier's face suddenly became ugly, "The situation is not good!"

Soon, the scout came to Ralph.

"General, our army was attacked by the enemy an hour and a half ago, and we are now requesting support."

Ralph frowned and waved his hands: "Send the order, the army is moving!"

"Order again, the Swordsman Battalion will leave the army for support."

The Swordsman Battalion is a light-loaded and heavy-duty unit, so they can move the fastest in such terrain. Ralph's plan was obvious, he just hoped that the Swordsman Battalion could arrive quickly to help.

Immediately, the advancing speed of the Zichen Legion accelerated, and all the soldiers trotted forward. The sound of armor shaking, the sound of weapons touching... The winding mountain road, like a long snake, is constantly swimming forward.

After marching for two hours, the Zichen Army reached the valley.

At this moment, the valley was completely silent, only the standing wooden houses were telling everyone that a large group of people had stayed here.

Tap, tap, tap... Suddenly, the sound of running at high speed came from the north of the valley.

The soldiers of the Zichen Legion reacted quickly. Under the orders of officers at all levels, the troops quickly dispersed, erecting shields, erecting spears, bending bows... Wow—rows of armored soldiers emerged from the north of the valley.

"Enemy attack!" "Warning!"

The soldiers who came out first were stunned when they saw such a large formation on the opposite side, and then quickly piled up shields.

"Stop, stop, don't accidentally injure us! We are the Zichen Legion, you... but the Thunder Legion?" The sharp-eyed officer in the front row shouted loudly.

Wearing Bran-style armor and surrounding them from the north, this is undoubtedly the Thunder Legion.

The crisis was resolved and the team regrouped.

"General Ralph, have you also received a message from General Gary asking for help?" Barlow controlled the horse and led a group of cavalry over.

"Yeah." Ralph nodded.

Snapped! Barlow patted his leg armor: "General Igari's temperament... oh, it's not good!"

The words are not spoken, but everyone understands. If it weren't for being forced to help, how could the Northern Blue Wolf send someone for help, not to mention the Zichen Legion that he has always disliked.

"Chasing!" Ralph still spit out the words expressionlessly.

This is also something that can't be helped. The current situation has to catch up and have a look.

So the Zichen Legion was in front, and the Thunder Legion was behind, and rushed westward quickly.

... About two hours later, the sky had already begun to turn white.

In a slightly open place, many soldiers are constantly cleaning up the mess on the ground. Carrying corpses, treating the wounded, gathering weapons and armor... Going to the middle, a few people who looked like officers were pointing at a map on a boulder and discussing something. Beside them, a general with a gloomy face was listening to the report of the soldiers. Suddenly, "General Gary, how is the situation?" The voice came first before the person arrived. The majestic Barlow and Ralph arrived with a large group of people.

"What else... I lost some people and let them break through." Gary said with a icy tone.

Having just suffered a moderate defeat, Gary was naturally quite depressed. Besides, they were here to encircle, but they were forced to break through in the end. This gap makes it uncomfortable for anyone.

"Damn it, you run so fast! Could it be a tip-off?" Barlow scolded.

"It's impossible to tip off the news, otherwise they wouldn't need to fight me at all..." Speaking of this, Gary's face showed murderous intent, "Those in the Northern Intelligence Department deserve to die! What gray army has 20,000 civilians and soldiers? Damn, they fought last night, and they had at least 25,000 pure fighters."

Gary was aggrieved. During the army march last night, the scouts suddenly reported that the gray army had broken out towards him. Although a little surprised, he didn't think much about it at the time. Come on, come on, with his nearly 10,000 soldiers, can't he beat more than 10,000 civilians?

But wait until he finds an open place to set up his formation, and engages in fire with the gray-clothed army. He was surprised to find that the number of opponents kept pouring in like a continuous sea, ten thousand, twenty thousand, twenty-five thousand...attack, stalemate, defense, and retreat. The balance of war is constantly tilting. In the end, if the strategy is not changed in time, the opponent may not be able to keep the opponent no matter how much loss.

"Uh... so many?" Barlow opened his mouth in shock.

"It's not an intelligence error." The silent Ralph suddenly said.

"...What do you mean by facial paralysis? Could it be that I falsely reported the number of people and covered up my mistakes?" Gary stood up abruptly, staring at the other party with fiery eyes.

For most of his life on the front line, the savage and vicious people from the Northern Wilderness have fought countless battles. Unexpectedly, in the rear, they were all planted in the hands of a group of civilians. Gary was already in an extremely bad mood, and now he heard that Ralph even doubted what he saw with his own eyes, and finally exploded, and even said the nickname of facial paralysis that he usually only called in private!

Ralph glanced at him, still said with a blank expression: "They are growing!"

"Huh? What?" Gary was taken aback.

Barlow wasn't overwhelmed by anger like Gary, and said thoughtfully, "You mean that the increase in the number of gray-coated soldiers came in such a short period of time?"

Ralph nodded.

The number of the Gray Army is inherently unpredictable, and the people from the Northern Intelligence Department naturally wouldn't re-measure it every other month. If that was the case, they wouldn't have to do other jobs. So in fact, the data of 20,000 is still the result of their measurement last year.

"If that's the case... then the speed at which the gray-clothed army pulls the team is really terrifying." Barlow said with emotion.

Everyone nodded silently. You must know that the soldiers of the Gray Clothes Army do not have a fixed salary, and they will never be able to honor their hometown. But even so, there are still so many people who resolutely join... Horror!