Vol 8 Chapter 1113: Bomb camp
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Demon Lord
- Deathwing Neltharion
- 1341 characters
- 2021-03-01 03:48:19
Scepter Priest Yudola didn't rest well that night.
Successive failures put her under tremendous psychological pressure, and at this time for security, she and her staff lived in the semi-underground headquarters.
The moist living environment also made her feel slimy. The noises from the soldiers digging the soil with shovel are always echoing in the ears, even though it is not big, but after listening to it for a night, she got up pale and abnormal, especially with dark circles.
"How's the excavation progress?"
After taking the towel handed by the maid, she wiped her cheeks, took a cup of water, rinsed her mouth, and walked out of the command post on the stairs out of the slate ramp. The morning mist shrouded the banks of the Ram River, glanced over, all around It's all white.
"Master, four dug trenches have been dug up, but it can only accommodate more than a thousand soldiers. By this evening, it should be able to achieve the expected goal."
Listening to the reply below, Yudola's tense face relaxed.
"Are the grain statistics just arrived?"
"Master, the food they brought in ... is enough for a week. But the news of heavy burns began to spread in the camp. I have ordered the arrest of a dozen people, but-"
Chiyodora's brows frowned, and she waved, "Someone who shakes the army will be cut, and there will be similar rumors. Don't be soft."
She stretched out her hands and rubbed her abdomen. The hunger caused by the absence of dinner last night continues to this day. Yudola finally couldn't hold it anymore: "prepare breakfast, everything goes according to plan."
"Yes, sir!"
Chiyodora turned to prepare to return to the headquarters, but took a few steps. She looked at the weapons around the camp and frowned. "Is there so much fog before?"
"Sir, the temperature has dropped a lot in the past few days. There is fog in the morning ... it should be normal."
I don't have to say that, but Yudola always feels uneasy. At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps in the distance, apparently a soldier rushed towards this side.
"Master Priest! Scouting report-the enemy appears three kilometers away!"
Chiudora paused: "What do you mean? Three kilometers away?"
不是 Isn't the enemy across the river?
"On the west! Three kilometers to the west! The scout who just explored the road found an army approaching here ..."
"how many people?!"
"There are more than three thousand people, and ... the priests, they also have the very long range weapon in their team ..."
The soldiers did not dare to say this out loud, because the fear brought to them by the "Vulcan" gun was too deep. He was afraid that his voice was too loud and caused confusion around him, in case he was charged with "shaking the army heart". It's too wrong.
At this time, Yudola's expression was pale and her expression was about to freeze. She took a step back and murmured, "How is it possible ... how is it possible to come ..."
She had a certain psychological expectation about the enemy crossing the river secretly. For this reason, she also distributed a large number of scouts along the river bank. But the other side of the night was brightly lit, and the hustle and bustle of voices could be heard here. I didn't even think of crossing the river.
And even if crossing the river, the enemy can bring too many talents overnight-even with the help of spells, in non-ferry areas, the carrying capacity and speed cannot be increased beyond common sense!
And that terrible gun car ...
Is it illusion?
Soldiers don't tire of conspiracy is the consensus of generals. At this point, whether paralyzed or lucky, she must consider the enemy to be bluffing: "Get ready now! Prepare to meet! The enemy is likely to use spells to force us to give up resistance. Just take them apart! "
Chiudora's assertiveness made the staff immediately begin to formulate a battle plan.
However, stepping back to the headquarters, she found that her legs were shaking ...
The entire camp began to be busy under a series of orders, but the soldiers who had been busy overnight were exhausted. After picking up their weapons in a hurry, they found that the trenches they dug were not in the right direction: their original enemies had just landed across the river The enemies themselves also wanted to prevent the enemy from forcibly crossing the river as their combat goal.
But now the enemy suddenly came to the west, which means that the trenches will be abandoned, and they can only continue to face up in the same way as before.
At present there are more than 10,000 auxiliary soldiers in the entire army, and 4,000 main troops who have hurried from the other side of the river-there are still many wounded soldiers who have previously experienced marmot shells. They are not the elite of the Turks. Without such a severe military discipline, you can only render the power of artillery all day long if you have nothing to do, for fear that others will not know how terrible this weapon is.
As a result, soldiers who have not been exposed to hot weapons still have great fear of artillery.
"Come up! Get up! Get up!"
"Ready to wear armor! Ready to fight!"
Howling shouts rang out in the camp in the early morning, and many soldiers who had just fallen asleep and got up flushed with red eyes and were faint in walking. Now I heard that the enemy is about to be met soon. Except for the soldiers led by the Turks themselves, the remaining servicemen from six countries are all extremely negative ...
"Array! Damn it! All go forward for me! Don't step back"
"Flighter is dead!"
The shouts of the puppet warriors were endless. This was because after the mist around them gradually dispersed, the neatly arranged army in the distance directly filled the soldiers with low morale—
"We are dead ..."
"Damn ... now you're in an array to die?"
"Shut up! This is all an illusion! This is the enemy's trick!"
"Who is making a noise? Drag it out and chop it!"
The noisy army formation was shouting, but suddenly there was a flash of light in the distance. The whistling cannonball flew over a distance of two kilometers and landed in front of the army formation. A "bang" blasted the land out of a terrifying sight. Huge pit.
Even now the overlord no longer talks about "illusions" ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Facing such enemies, do they lie to themselves to stand here and wait for death?
"Run!"
"Run away! You can't win!"
The soldiers in front of the line did not speak, but the back-up logistics forces suddenly blasted the battalion-because they all knew that the food in the rear was burned by a fire, and now they encountered the terrible artillery attack. The soldiers who had been trying to escape had long shouted and ran towards the distance. The overseers were far away, but they could not catch up for a while ...
After all, the Tuk warlords did not expect that the first group of bombers would be the eggs that hid behind.
And when the escape of seven or eight people became twenty, fifty, or even a hundred people, everything had begun to become irreparable.
The disadvantage of the miscellaneous brand army not being able to fight the headwind battle is undoubtedly highlighted here. The "explosion camp" at this time is actually an outbreak of countless failures before ...
Yudola, who was sitting at the headquarters, was pale, and when she heard the noise, she knew that she had completely failed.
As a commander who was still holding 40,000 troops a few days ago and was ready to take down Xiacheng, at this time the tens of thousands of troops around Yudola were truly worthy and no more than 2,000 people. The front soldiers, after seeing that the logistics soldiers did not fight and smash themselves, also chose to run away: anyway, no one knows anyone. At this time, can the overlord catch all the deserters and behead them?
Throw the armor and run away with your feet!
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