When the enemy is in chaos, launch a short charge, succeed with one blow, and retreat immediately. This is the army's defensive counterattack style. The purpose is to consume the enemy's vitality and at the same time attack, so that the enemy will be restrained and unable to attack in the next attack.

Even if it was just a few seventh-grade warriors' assault, it caused serious losses to the enemy. This is the combat effectiveness of the regular training disciples of the Dark Night Sect!

If they were asked to pick up their weapons and go to the battlefield, they could still achieve surprising results.

The lobby was in chaos, and the people behind were still shouting to charge. The people in front were already scared by a short assault and the wounded people all over the ground, and stopped moving forward, pushing each other, and it was completely messy.

After a long time of trouble, I still haven't reorganized it.

This is the most helpless side of ordinary warriors who have not received special training. They are like militia with super-strong personal strength. They have not received tactical training. They scream when they go to the battlefield, and are beaten up by their opponents, and are stunned.

"Fake, are you all pigs?"

An eighth-grade warrior stood up and shouted loudly.

Then, several other eighth-rank people also stood up. With their shouts, the chaotic crowd finally returned to peace, and the people around them also had the opportunity to gather people, so that everyone could reorganize them.

At this time, the back door of the hotel was also broken through, and dozens of people rushed into the hall, and both sides were stunned.

"What are you doing? Playing mahjong and going upstairs?"

A boss stood up and cursed loudly with a machete in his hand.

The bald strong man was dull by his own behavior and immediately started to shout and scold, kicking and kicking, asking his subordinates to go over and pull the wounded aside, and the others continued to attack.

After a full minute of trouble, more than a dozen wounded people were pulled away, and the others screamed again and rushed upstairs.

In terms of momentum, it has become more than one weaker.

At the stairs on the second floor, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Warrior in black suits, all of whom were cold-faced, not affected by the noise downstairs. They were like Terracotta Warriors, guarding their kings.

"Thirty of them were abandoned in this battle!"

A disciple of the War Clan walked forward. He was the leader of the short attack just now, and the captain of the group of disciples led by Xue Chen, named Song Chunyu.

The people around him are a complete Zhanzitang tactical team-Chunyu Team.

Although his name is a bit feminine, Song Chunyu is definitely a pure man. He ranks among the top in terms of cultivation, tactics, command, etc. among the eighteen combat teams of Zhanzitang.

His greatest advantage is his passionate and aggressive behavior, which also makes him take the lead in the battle formation.

In summary, he became a popular candidate to advance to the head of the tactical department.

In ancient times, Song Chunyu was definitely a general-level existence.

(The five major departments of Zhanzitang are under the Tactics Department, Guard Department, Training Department, Logistics Department, and Special Service Department, with a total number of more than 20,000, which is the collection department of almost all combat forces in the Dark Night Gate.)

This time, Xue Chen urgently mobilized the disciples of Zhanzitang to guard the sect leader. Zhanzitang directly sent a tactical team waiting for duty, which was Song Chunyu's team.

"Yes, captain!"

More than a dozen people roared in unison, and their momentum was even stronger than the shouts of more than one hundred people downstairs.

Song Chunyu was very satisfied with his subordinates' performance. He twisted his neck a few times, and an enemy appeared at the corner of the stairs.

"Tactic No. 2!"

With Song Chunyu's low roar, the four disciples strode forward and sealed the stairs with Song Chunyu.

“Wow, wow…”

The Filipino warrior below the stairs shouted in local language and rushed up the stairs.

However, the width of the stairs is less than two meters, and at most two people can only rush up side by side. This means that Song Chunyu and five others guard the entrance of the stairs, just in a narrow range, hitting the less.

When the first two people rushed up, a loud shout rang out.

Song Chunyu waved his knife and stabbed him straight.

At the same time, the four people around him also used the same movement, swinging their swords forward and stabbed them straight.

Five knives stabbed at the same time, and the stairs were very narrow, and there were people pushing them behind them. The two Filipino warriors had no room for dodge. They tried their best to block one knife with weapons, and then they were stabbed into the chest by another knife.

"Cut the knife and back!"

Song Chunyu yelled and issued an order. The five people took back the short swords and retreated sideways.

Then, the five people in the back row came from their side, and after one of the people in this row gave the order, they stabbed them straight.

This is a very simple defensive tactic. A row of people only fights for a short time, retreating in turn, and consuming the combat effectiveness of the offensive party a little bit.

Such tactics first appeared in the Roman Corps. Using this move, the Roman Corps swept across the Mediterranean and eventually established the Roman Empire.

The most recent one is Zeng Guofan’s Hunan Army…

However, three times of change of ranks and retreat, a large number of injured people were piled up at the entrance of the stairs. The people behind them stepped on the injured and continued to rush forward, and the blood stained the stairs red.

"Tactic No. 1!"

When Song Chunyu discovered that the enemy was in a breakthrough, she immediately shouted and ordered.

Except for the five people in the front row, all ten people in the back were holding their swords in their hands, and at the same time, they roared in groups of three, jumped up and jumped over the people in the front row.

The sudden counterattack caught the Filipino warriors on the stairs off guard, and the crowded three people were knocked down in an instant.

Then, the second round of counter-compensation arrived, and three more people were knocked to the ground.

The third round came again, and three more Filipino warriors fell to the ground.

"Retreat, Tactic No. 2!"

Song Chunyu did not participate in the counterattack and calmly took charge of the command. Seeing that the counterattack was successful, he immediately ordered.

The assaulters retreated without hesitation, retreated from the five people blocking the stairs to the back row and reorganized the team.

The fifteen people were all seventh-grade warriors, and some of them were only at the seventh-grade level. They had a counterattack in the lobby downstairs and a second counterattack at the stairs, causing twice the casualties that were our own side, which showed that the combat power was extraordinary.

On the stairs, more than a dozen people fell to the ground and wailed. A few of them were gone. Blood flowed along the stairs to the corner platform below, causing the people behind to look panic.

The croaking screams gradually subsided at this time.

"Bah, a group of mobs dare to break into the formation of the Dark Night Sect. I am really ignorant!" Song Chunyu spitted on the ground with a mouthful of phlegm, his face full of mockery.

If the sect leader was not on the upstairs, he would even want to fight back and use the team he led to destroy all the people.

The shouts sounded again, and the Filipino warrior downstairs launched a new attack amid the scolding of the eighth-grade master and rushed up the stairs...

"Song Chunyu, the sect leader, give up the second floor and withdraw!"

At this time, a delicate shout came from above the stairs.

Song Chunyu looked up and saw that it was Ding Xiaoshan, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"withdraw!"

He ordered decisively.
Chapter completed!