The night was like a curtain, and the dark moon seemed to be frightened. It hid behind the dark clouds half-covered and half-exposed, secretly looking at the territory of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

On the rugged mountain road, dense dots like ants are moving. Close the camera...

The soldiers wrapped in cold iron, with a square formation with all order, and the team could not be seen at the edge. The spirit was as solemn as ice, and the murderous intent was filled with frightening birds. The bitter cold wind blew the battle flag, the sound of firecrackers, and the purple star signs were looming... There is no doubt that this is the yam army-Purple Century Legion!

"Master General, soldiers are very fast. Now that the enemy is ahead, why don't we rush to march and kill each other and catch them off guard?"

In the central army, a large group of people riding horses walked slowly. Relf was in front of him expressionless. The military academy behind him was quite excited after talking. This is also conceivable. They had been visiting and studying in Zichen Legion for more than a month, but they had never seen a real battle. They were finally sent to the combat troops to watch the encirclement and suppression, but after more than ten days, in order to find the position of the opponent's main force, they didn't even start a small battle. Now they learned that the enemy was right in front of them and the battle was about to begin, how could they not be excited?

The middle-aged brigade general shook his head and chuckled when he heard this: "Haha, soldiers are inconsistent, and water is inconsistent. War is not a deduction on the map. Soldiers are of great speed, but they must be combined with the specific situation. Although we are only a few dozen miles away from the other party, the mountain roads are rugged and it is not easy to walk. If we blindly seek speed, the soldiers will run there and their physical strength will be exhausted, and they will easily be defeated by the other party with ease."

This is the case. If you have a cavalry team in your hand, you can try to attack. However, in the mountains, no brainless coach would bring the cavalry here. If you hit each other and fall, you will die. What are you talking about attacks?

"I understand, thank you for your guidance." The student suddenly realized and turned to saluting admiration.

"Haha, these are all military common sense. You just need to know it. The key to learning and applying the knowledge in books is to learn and apply it." The middle-aged brigadier general stroked his beard and laughed out loud.

Of course, besides the above factors, the brigade general did not say another important reason. Encirclement and suppression was a common thing for the three legions and the four lords. Now in front of them is a large group of gray-clothed army, rather than a small team that could have earned credit before. If they rushed over in a hurry, they would easily be the primary target of attack. In this way, other people who arrived later could make profits with very small losses. This kind of thing that would do wedding clothes for others is naturally impossible...

"Also, in addition to paying attention to the speed of the march, this soldier..." Just as the middle-aged brigade general who is good at training guides these students again to gain the pleasure of being respected. Suddenly,

Tak, Tak, Tak...

Two fast horses rushed from the side of the team. At a glance, the two of them knew they were riding masters and they still seemed at ease in the narrow space.

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

Judging from the light leather armor, we can know that both of them are scouts. The one who walks in front is the scouts of the Zichen Legion, but the one behind is not.

"That's the scout of the Cangyan Legion..." The middle-aged brigade general's face suddenly became ugly, "The situation is not good!"

Soon, the scout came to Relf.

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

Relf frowned and waved: "Send the order, the army moves quickly!"

"Another order, the swordsman camp will provide support."

The Swordsman Battalion is a light-bearing heavy army, and with such a terrain, they are the fastest moving speed. Relf’s plan is very obvious, hoping that the Swordsman Battalion can arrive quickly to help.

Then the Zichen Legion's advancement speed accelerated, and all the soldiers trotted forward. The sound of armor shaking and weapons touching... On the winding mountain road, it was like a long snake swimming forward continuously.

After marching for two hours, the Zichen Legion arrived at the valley.

At this time, the valley was already silent, and only the standing wooden houses were telling everyone that there had been a large group of people here.

Step by step...

Suddenly, waves of rapid running sounds came from the north of the valley.

The soldiers of the Zichen Legion responded quickly. Under the orders of officers at all levels, the troops quickly dispersed, set up shields, erected guns, and bent bows...

Wow—Rows of armored soldiers emerged from the north of the valley.

"Enemy attack!" "Vision!"

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

"Stop, stop, don't hurt by accident! We are the Zichen Legion, you... but the Thunder Legion?" The officer in the front row shouted loudly.

Wearing Bran-style armor, he surrounded him from the north again, and this is undoubtedly the Thunder Legion.

The crisis is lifted and the team is reorganized.

"General Relf, ​​have you also received a message from General Geri?" Barlow came over with his horse and a group of cavalry.

"Yeah." Relf nodded.

Blah! Barlow slapped his leg armor: "General Igeri's temperament...ah, it's not good!"

He didn't say it thoroughly, but everyone understood it. If it weren't for being forced to do so, how could this northern wolf send someone to ask for help, let alone the Zichen Legion that he had always disliked.

"Chasing!" Relf still spoke out words expressionlessly.

This is also impossible. Nowadays, we can only catch up and take a look.

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

...

About two hours later, the horizon began to turn white.

In a slightly open place, many soldiers were constantly cleaning up the mess on the ground, transporting corpses, treating the wounded, and collecting weapons and armor...

Going to the middle, a few officers looked like a man pointing at the map on a huge rock, discussing something, beside them, a general with a gloomy face listened to the soldiers' reports. Suddenly,

"General Gary, what's the situation?" Before the people arrived, the voice arrived first. Barlow and Relf, ​​who were majestic, arrived with a large group of people.

"What else can I do... I lost some people and made them break through." Gariyu said with a cold breeze.

After just getting a big and small defeat, Gari was naturally very depressed. Besides, he was here to surround him, but he unexpectedly ended up being forced to break through. This gap would be unhappy for anyone.

"How damn it, I ran so fast! Could it be that there was a message, right?" Barlow cursed.

"It is unlikely that the news will be informed, otherwise they would not have to fight with me at all..." Speaking of this, murderous intent appeared on Gary's face, "All the people in the Northern Intelligence Department deserve to die! What gray-clothed army led 20,000 civilians and 20,000 soldiers? Damn, they fought last night, and they had at least 25,000 pure combatants."

Gary was frustrated. During the military journey last night, the scout suddenly reported that the gray-clothed army had broken through to him. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't think much about it at the time. Just come, just because of his nearly 10,000 soldiers, could he not defeat more than 10,000 civilians?

However, after he found an open space to set up his formation and fought with the gray-clothed army, he was shocked to find that the number of the opponent's people continued to flow in like continuous sea water, ten thousand, twenty thousand, twenty five thousand...attack, stalemate, defense, retreat. The scale of the war was constantly tilting. In the end, if the strategy was not changed in time, he would probably not be able to keep the opponent no matter how much the loss was.

"Uh...so much?" Barlow opened his mouth and said in shock.

"It's not an intelligence error." At this time, the silent Relf suddenly spoke.

"...What do you mean by facial paralysis? Could it be that I falsely report the number of people and cover up my mistake?" Gary stood up suddenly, staring at the other party with his eyes blasting fire.

After most of his life, the savage and fierce Northern Wilderness people have fought against countless people. Unexpectedly, they are all trapped in the hands of a group of civilians. Geri is in a very bad mood. Now that he can hear Relf even doubts what he has seen with his own eyes, he finally broke out. Even the nickname of facial paralysis that he usually calls privately is spoken in person!

Relf glanced at him, still expressionlessly said: "They are growing!"

"Hmm? What?" Gary was stunned.

Barlow was not as angrily as Gary, and said thoughtfully: "What do you mean is that the number of people in the gray-clothed army increased in this short period of time?"

Relf nodded.

The number of people in the Gray Clothes Army is hard to measure, so naturally the people from the Northern Intelligence Department will not re-measure every other month. If that is the case, they will not have to do other jobs. So in fact, the 20,000 data is still the result of their measurement last year.

"In this case... the speed of the gray-clothed army's team is really terrifying." Barlow sighed.
Chapter completed!