Chapter 727: Mountain jungle

The sound of different sounds came from the mountains and forests covered by arrow rain. It seemed to hit rocks, trees, and soil, without hearing any sounds of living people.
The gathered four battalions of more than two thousand county soldiers looked at each other and fired four or five waves of arrows again, again without any response, and finally had to give up this waste of arrows and physical strength.
Huhu~
The strong wind in the mountains blew the forest sea into a rolling green wave, nothing happened.
If it wasn't for the corpses on the ground and the wailing wounded, it would make people think that nothing had happened before.
The four Yingzhengs who had gathered together discussed for a while, and jointly dispatched dozens of soldiers with martial arts to go to the mountains to investigate the situation, and after giving a reward, they asked them to proceed carefully.
"what!"
"I am a great soldier..."
Just after walking a distance of several tens of feet, a dense scream sounded, and calmness was quickly restored.
After coming over for a while, four or five soldiers covered in blood fled behind them frantically, throwing away all their weapons.
Before a few battalions were looking at them through the gap in the jungle, a dozen arrows suddenly flew from the trees and underground, shooting them into hedgehogs, and fell to the ground feebly.
Seeing this scene, the soldiers felt terribly cold in their hearts, and Ren Yingzheng was reluctant to move forward no matter how he drove them.
A few people couldn't. When the nearby battalions gathered again, they gathered more than 5,000 people and formed a dense formation to climb the mountain step by step with shields.
To their surprise, they did not suffer any attacks along the way, and came safely to the place where the previous scout was killed.
On the ground, dozens of highly skilled scouts could still see the expression of horror before dying. There were only two wounds, the heart and the throat.
The surroundings were quiet, without a trace of large-scale crowds, no paths made by cutting woods, no footprints left by stepping on grass, no broken branches.
It was like a group of silent ghosts suddenly appeared and disappeared.
"what!"
There was another scream like noisy beans on the edge of the army formation, and everyone's hearts were tense, and they quickly hurried to the voice sitting.
Unsurprisingly, he threw himself into the air, leaving only two dozen corpses, and was repeatedly attacked on the way to support.
This time a soldier finally saw what was attacking.
It was a few monsters with green branches pierced all over their bodies, leaving only a pair of eyes. After shooting arrows with bamboo bows, they quickly disappeared in the jungle and couldn't catch up.
"Green ghosts, they are green ghosts!"
A soldier screamed in horror, but was immediately sternly stopped by the officer.
But even the officers who were confident of the imperial army were desperate to fight the enemy here, and they dared not pursue any more, but shouted orders to retreat.
Sure enough, there were frequent sneak attacks along the way, and the opponent could still move and concentrate accurately in this dense jungle, causing these soldiers to suffer huge damage every moment.
Casualties continued to accumulate, and the soldiers' inner defenses were torn little by little.
"Run!"
"We're fucked!"
Finally, the battalion who lost more than half of the attack in the first wave of attacks finally collapsed after falling down continuously, and ran frantically to the open area outside the jungle.
Ying Zheng led his soldiers to chop the fleeing soldiers and shouted: "Come back! You are dying!"
The soldiers who lost their minds didn't listen to him, and walked around from here, but exposed him and a dozen guards who had stopped him.
Shoo!
A dense rain of arrows shot from the upper and lower three-dimensional space, and clanged on the battalion wearing scale armor and his soldiers.
In addition, several guards who were shot to bare skin and ordinary soldiers who only wore leather armor were shot and killed. They fled faster and left them here.
The battalion finally saw the attacker.
A baby-faced girl in her twenties and seven or eight girls of the same size around her, with some small branches meticulously inserted into her leather armor, but they can still be seen from their beautiful skin and figure. It should be very nice.
"Bad maid, you die for me!"
Ying Zheng's face was extremely hideous, without the slightest thought of pity for Xiangyuyu, he drew his knives and formed a battle with a dozen soldiers around him.
Wearing scales, they are just a moving metal wall. They can kill a hundred when dealing with rough-equipped barbarians, which has been proven in many rebellions against barbarians.
Ding!
The sword and sword struck with a crisp sound, and the figure wearing green branches was cut back several steps. The people who collided with them included Ying Zheng’s bare eyes and a large amount of blood flowing out of his neck. Fell to the ground.
The remaining three or four horrified soldiers wanted to escape, but they were instantly covered by green figures.
After breathing a little, Tutu Marshmallow sorted out the branches that he had fallen off due to violent exercise, and reported in the system: "The 28th team reported to the command headquarters, marking that the first enemy battalion has been completely wiped out, and its battalion is dying. "
"Received by the command center, there are more than a hundred soldiers in your area coming soon. Retreat immediately to avoid being surrounded."
"Yes."
There is no radar, no spirituality, but the information reported by the system at all times can still build a map of the enemy's real-time actions, but it requires high-intensity computing power at all times.
Deep in the dense jungle, in the center of the player army, a light blue screen was projected in front of ten kings such as Zhao Shi and Huang Huo. It was covered with blue and red dots. There were more than 6,000 people in the blue dot. The point is twenty thousand.
The closer the red dots are to the blue dots, the clearer the red dots. The number can even be within ten. The farther the distance is, the more blurred it is. The farthest place is where the red dots converge. The numbers are roughly three thousand or two thousand.
"The 480th team reported that 30 people moved northwest."
"Squad No. 32 reports that 50 enemies are currently annihilated."
...
The system broadcasts various information, and ten people such as Zhao Shi input the data in their respective charge.
The picture on the light blue screen in front of them also changed rapidly. Some blue dots disappeared, some blue dots moved, red dots gathered somewhere, and suddenly received new orders to scatter in all directions.
Every team and every player is always accepting orders from the command center. The command center also clearly knows where each soldier is, and the enemy's information is reflected without delay.
This is not an ancient war, or even a modern war.
This is a typical highly developed modern information war.
It can be said that, apart from the ancient weapons and armors in their hands, there is nothing similar to the feudal war in the entire army from top to bottom.
Pursuit and interception, escape and assault were constantly on stage. Half an hour later, more than 5,000 officers and soldiers of the eight battalion in front of them completely collapsed, and most of them were wiped out.
And their other reinforcements are still rigidly holding on or moving slowly, like the contrast between an eighteen-year-old boy and an eighty-year-old man lying in bed.