In the war, the second place is without a prize. So, either win or die!

The same is true for the choice given by Frey. In this case, all Taka could do was to take the soldiers to fight.

After unifying the opinions, everyone led the soldiers to leave the valley quickly and headed north. This direction was facing the bloodthirsty mad lion, which seemed a bit dying, but they had no choice now. Because the two sides were fighting, the movement would naturally not be small. If the battlefield was chosen here, they would probably be quickly noticed and attacked by ordinary barbarians in the south of the valley, and then the fun would be great.

Of course, although they were facing each other, they naturally couldn't just run into it so stupidly. Now they were in the dark, and the bloodthirsty lion was in the bright spot. If they didn't take the opportunity to take advantage of it, then the commander wouldn't be.

About three miles away from the valley, everyone finally stopped on a gentle slope on the side of the road and hid behind the mound. The terrain here is not good. As long as one of the bloodthirsty mad lions passes through, they can find the soldiers here on the side. However, time is tight, so it is not easy to find this terrain with the advantage of downward charge.

Ambushed behind the mound, David looked at the direction of the valley before, turned his head and said, "Brother Frey, this distance seems not enough, and the barbarians there can still hear the sound of fighting."

Frey nodded without denying it, saying, "There is no way. If we move forward again and cannot find the good terrain, we can only bump into the bloodthirsty lions head-on." He also turned his head and looked at the direction of the valley, and said with a squinted eye, "The road in the valley is narrow, and it will take at least fifteen minutes for the barbarians there to get here... fifteen minutes, which is enough. If we can't penetrate it at that time, we deserve to be killed!"

"Yeah." David nodded. His usual big nerves made him look particularly relaxed. "Then Brother Frey took this time to talk about it. Where is this bloodthirsty mad lion strong?" After the words, he pointed to the Bran soldiers who knew who the enemy was not long ago and had a little dark face. "Tsk tsk, look scared them."

Frey smiled and shook his head, then took out a piece of gray cloth. He gently wiped the green gun body in his hand, as if he was stroking the dewdrops on the petals in his morning: "Actually, there is nothing to say. The bloodthirsty mad lion in normal state is not much stronger than ordinary barbarians. But if they become crazy, um, just two eye beads turn blood red, then their combat power will be a bit terrifying... The bloodthirsty mad lion in this state is like possessed by divine power, crazy and violent! Bran can withstand the heavy cavalry, and the awesome heavy infantry we saw last time were all very bad."

"Haha, it's a bit interesting, my hands itched." Rubbed his palms. David looked impatient.

"Haha, your state of battle is really enviable. But this time I'm afraid it won't be as you wish." After Frey wiped the gun, he began to carefully wipe the tip of the Maimang spear. "War is not a warrior fight. If the opponent is not in a state, you will be unhappy even if you win. Well, the formation of the six hundred bloodthirsty mad lions will not be too long. We must go as deep as possible before they go crazy, so that they can completely penetrate in the shortest time and let the soldiers behind rush out. In short, we are just for breakthrough this time, not for killing people."

"Oh, that's it..." David shook his head, with undisguised disappointment on his face.

"Don't worry, as long as you are on the battlefield, there will always be such opportunities." After comforting, Frey narrowed his eyes, "Actually, compared to these bloodthirsty mad lions, I care more about the thunder spear regiment stationed in the northern defense zone."

After a moment of pause, his tone turned cold and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "When we came to rescue, we almost walked straight in order to save time, and the direction was the center of the northern defense zone. Haha, I heard that the Thunder Sword Spear Group is an elite team of the Thunder Legion, and its combat effectiveness should be quite high, but now these six hundred bloodthirsty mad lions appear in front of us intact, hum..."

Tang En frowned when he heard this: "You mean... they are underestimating us?"

"It's very likely." Compared to Tangen, Frey obviously knew the military situation better. "If the five hundred barbarians had made me suspicious, then the six hundred bloodthirsty mad lions are clearly going to cheat us."

"What a fuck...why is this?" David cursed angrily, then asked depressedly.

Tang En narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Did he know your identity, so he came here to imprison you?" This guess makes sense. According to what Elter said before, Kroo seemed to disagree with Frey's previous thunder gun breaking team. If this is the case, out of jealousy, it is likely that such a thing will be done.

"I don't know, we're just guessing now..." Shaking his head, then Frey's face became solemn, "But if this is the case, the water inside will be deep! Kollo is just a leader. Even if he knows my true identity and is dissatisfied with me, he cannot mobilize the team to come and cause trouble at will. Those who have this right, um, they must be at the level of general..."

Speaking of this, Frey was also a little depressed and frowned and thought, "It's strange. I was in the Thunder Legion at that time and I had a good relationship. Who had such a big grudge that he didn't forget to stab me more than ten years later?"

"Haha, don't think about it. The so-called fear of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong is something that is inevitable." After sighing, Tang En seemed to have thought of something, his lips raised, and he joked, "Besides, this is also your own question. Let's start asking you to find a relationship first. Who is called Barlow, the crazy general on the battlefield, wasn't your little brother before. Isn't it a perfect comfort to ask him to arrange us in the rear city? Tsk tsk, indeed, face can kill people the most!"

"Haha, that's right, it's because of face." The thin monkey on the side took over the conversation and grinned, "Think about it, we were both together before, but we had been digging the mine for more than ten years, and the madman successfully became the general. This gap... let alone the captain can't figure it out, it's awkward to think about it."

"By the way, the captain definitely thinks this way!"

"Agree, it makes sense to say too fucking..."

...

The couple coaxed together clearly to confirm Frey's image of suffering because he was willing to die. Of course, this is a joke, but it is not as simple as making fun of it. Veterans have long been no longer afraid of the battlefield, but as long as they are humans, they still have some tensions in the face of life and death. Making jokes can help relieve these pressures.

"Damn..." Frey also understood this and couldn't help but smile bitterly, shaking his head speechlessly.

While talking and laughing, David looked around, and seemed to have noticed something, opened his mouth, patted Frey's shoulder and said, "Well, what's going on?"

Tang En turned his head and saw dozens of Bran soldiers gathering under the gentle slope. Although the angle was not clear, the half-fallen pants could still tell from the fact that they seemed to be pouring their weapons with urine.

"Oh, that." Compared to Tang En and others who were surprised and surprised, Frey looked like he was used to it. "This is the personal habit of some soldiers. Haha, the bloodthirsty lion is not fast, but its defense is a bit perverted, and it is simply not like a human. Even if an ordinary soldier cuts to their vital points, it will take several knifes to completely kill it. So I don't know when the saying came out, saying that weapons soaked in urine are very effective in breaking their defense, but this habit was passed down like this."

"Uh?" Tang En and others looked at each other, all stunned, a little ridiculous, "Is this... useful?"

"Ha, of course it's useless. It's almost the same as poisonous." He chuckled and shook his head, "But even so, if an officer sees his soldiers doing this, he will not stop him."

After pausing, Frey said seriously: "Although this approach cannot improve the sharpness of weapons, it can enhance the soldiers' combat beliefs. Well, there are many pre-war habits such as looking at the portraits of his wife and children, or kissing all kinds of strange lucky things, etc. Haha, I actually have a habit, um, can I see it?"

Tang En's eyes flashed, pointing at the green spear and laughed, "Hehe, it's a gun."

"No," Frey finally wiped his spear and put away the gray cloth. "My combat belief is this thunder robbery. On the battlefield, I only believe that it can bring me good luck."

"Haha, I hope it will still bring good luck this time." Tang En patted Frey's shoulder, then squinted at Mishe who was walking quickly not far away, "Prepare to give orders. Bloodthirsty Crazy Lion, here you go!"
Chapter completed!