Chapter 784: Aid (below)

His name is Santo and he belongs to the Black Fire Legion. He is also a Black Fire Guard.
But the task at the moment made him uncomfortable, and he was helpless.
Because these commands come directly from the warlords, if something is embedded in his flesh from the earliest days, it is to obey the commands no matter what happens.
The intermittent fire light illuminates the rolling hills and glows pale.
The bright flame streamers are like tears of fluorescent powder, leaving traces of burning in the night sky.
The attack on Mihir Hill was long and arduous, and the defender's rock-like will was even worse.
But the Black Fire Legion longing for revenge is like a piranha in the water, never giving up, never letting go, and never stops attacking from the beginning of the battle.
He did not know how the war in the rest of the region progressed. All he knew was that the strategic objectives of the legion had changed. Their focus did not seem to be on overcoming those strong defensive strongholds.
Santo's position is now northwest of the Mihir line of defense, which used to be a human defensive stronghold.
A company insisted on being the last person in this place called Uz Fortress, long enough to allow the rest of the soldiers to escape and return to the complex underground tunnels and mines.
But those people are not what Santo needs to care about.
He jumped out of the darkness, picked up his gun from the rock beside him, and locked his weapon on his waist, looking out at the surrounding scenery.
The extension of Mihir Mountain winds like a curved spine that winds through the middle of the canyon. Each spine has a curved peak. Each fissure has a series of corrugated river valleys. Each crack penetrates deep into the rock to form Hidden valleys, dead roads and narrow canyons that have never seen sunlight.
This is a terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Every idea of ​​the invasion depends on the mountainous barriers and the connected fortress.
But those assumptions never considered a ruthless enemy like the Black Fire Legion.
A sloping wall of compacted gravel and rapidly solidifying rock concrete sealed the valley with a series of strong forts and fortresses.
The valley became wider and deeper, and its wings were exploded, dug, drilled, and dug out, forming a series of criss-crossing earthworks.
Everything has disappeared; the once green plateau valley is now like a quarry that has been mined for decades.
To completely conquer this place requires a lot of troops and firepower. The Black Fire Legion does not lack these, but they have new tasks.
Although the lines of defense built by humans are strong, they also have their shortcomings, so their range of activity has become narrow. The Black Fire Legion only needs a small amount of troops and heavy firepower to block those canyons and cracks.
They did the same, and then, under the command of warlord Shabar, Santo led his boy to capture an unimportant stronghold outside a few defense lines.
They kept guarding those strongholds until human reinforcements arrived.
"They will definitely come!"
This is the original saying of the warlords, and it is also confirmed by reality.
Then came the difficult retreat time after time.
The human troops who came to support were pressing them every step of the way, as if to eat this small share of Ok was a great temptation.
Santo never wanted to keep the enemy active, but the new theory required them to give in.
Thousands of soldiers of the Black Guards waited in bed and rested behind the high wall of the stronghold. Santo passed through them.
He saw his boss, Nguni stood on the steps leading to the stronghold, and listened to the scout report of the special warfare boy on the cliff side.
Among all the fighters, these weird guys are the most adaptable. Their understanding of the new fighting style is so strong that even the grumpy Nguni feels that it is almost impossible to criticize them.
"Anything new, boss?"
Santo walked over and thumped his chest with his fist. This was Blackfire or a tribute before the tribe.
"Shrimp has a lot of activities around this place, but there is no sign that they intend to leave."
Nguni shook his head, his hands crossed over his chest, as if standing on the parade ground, not on the battlefield.
"Why don't we just do it directly?"
Nguni said as he wiped the rough dust from the mountain from the surface of his armor.
"I already said that."
The boss replied in this way, his eyes fixed on a point on his right shoulder.
"This is the warlord's plan, even the overlord's plan, we just do it."
"I still don't understand."
"Understanding is a hassle. If it is not for the warlords to let me do this, I would like to understand nothing like you."
"I'm serious, boss."
"I am too."
Nguni replied while climbing up the steps of the wall and staring down the mountain.
Santo followed him faithfully and stood beside him, ready to execute any orders he gave.
Although they cannot be seen, Nguni knows that human forces are exploring lower valleys to find their weaknesses.
The amount of this dried shrimp is many times that of them. According to the direction they came from, they should have started from the base of the dried shrimp, and are currently joining the besieged Mihir Hill defense line.
"I'm not a smart kid, but I know I can't hold this wall,"
"Why do you say that?"
"Shrimp has built the wall too far. The narrowest part of the valley is behind us."
"anything else?"
"This wall is too long,"
Nguni shook his head, unable to understand why his subordinates could not see such obvious things.
"I don't have enough soldiers or heavy firepower to repel all shrimps."
Nguni gestured behind him.
"The gorge is to the south, but it is too narrow to move quickly. This fortress blocks the mountain road to the north. This is the only feasible route through the defense line, and Xiami will easily see it."
Nguni paused.
"Do you understand why?"
"Of course ~EbookFREE.me~ It's as if you want them to call here. What I don't understand is why we didn't start first."
"If we meet them head-on, they can be washed down, but we retreat and continue to lure them until they reach a position where they cannot escape."
"This is the plan?"
"No."
Santo's eyes widened, and his brain could no longer keep up with his boss's thinking.
"This is the strategy prescribed by the warlords."
"Uh... can I say something, boss?"
"It's as if I said no, you wouldn't say it."
"Why don't we write about clearing the dried shrimps in this mountain, and then go get these dried shrimps? Don't you just play inside and play with those shrimps outside, isn't it a waste of time?"
"This is what the overlord means."
Nguni reminded him.
"I know, you said it."
"In a nutshell, I can only say my understanding. The overlord wants to use this mountain as a bait, hoping that those shrimps will continue to die, so that I don’t have to waste more time to catch them everywhere...so I We just surrounded the mountains and waited for the shrimps outside."
As soon as Nguni finished speaking, he heard the conversation from the communicator.
Human forces are advancing downstream of the valley.
"Get the boys ready, Santo."
He gave the order decisively.
"Yes, boss."
After Santo finished speaking, he turned to move the Black Flame Guards.
Nguni stared into the distance and saw a flash of fire beneath the distant mountain.
The shrimps recaptured the fortress, which is good, it will give them confidence and move on, but they will never know what is waiting for them in front...