Vol 3 Chapter 403: People like the sea

Bran's frontline three legions, the Zichen legion is in the middle, guarding the crucial key midway. The Thunder Legion is on the right and the Cangyan Legion is on the left, forming a line of defense on both sides.
Just in the Thunder Legion's defense zone, when hundreds of kilometers of wilderness were in full swing this afternoon, the Cangyan Legion on the left was also attacked by barbarians here, but not a checkpoint, but a large city. And the barbarian offensive here is not so fierce, it even seems a little unhurried.
Until late in the evening, the shouting and shouting of Zhentian, who had been here for a day, finally stopped. After the last wave of barbarians was beaten off the wall, a few low-horned beast horns sounded, the barbarians sighed and retreated.
At half-sound, the barbarian who cleaned the battlefield appeared, not to carry the companion's body. There was no habit of burying in the soil on the north side, and they would be buried under conditions. The active barbarian figure was outside the range of the city wall bow and arrow, picking up dead companions, stripping Bran soldiers' armor, and so on. There is no way. Although there are various minerals on the north side, they do not have the production technology on the side of Bran, just like the giant iron rods taken by ordinary barbarians, it is simply a simple iron golem.
On the mounds several miles outside the city, about a dozen individuals stood in the cold wind, taking a panoramic view of the situation under the city wall.
Standing at the forefront is an old man dressed in two white frosts and wearing large leaf dragon scale armor. It is undoubtedly a man in terms of some appearance characteristics, but he is not the same as an ordinary barbarian. He is as strong as he is, but not so The long, sloppy hair, even a quick look, was almost the same as that of Bran. Especially face temperament. There is no vicious atmosphere exposed by ordinary barbarians, some are old and calm. The abyss of the eye wave is like the sea, like a wise old magician reading the vicissitudes of life.
Watching the barbarian retreating in an orderly manner, the old man nodded his head, admiring in a flat tone: "It worked well." Of course, this is not ironic. The Bran tone of the old man's words has a near-conclusive meaning.
"It's Haru, it's better to be taught by the Marshal. Well, in a few days, the Bran people in the city should not be able to sustain it." A middle-aged barbarian officer behind him took a step forward. Talking about the officer who led the battle below, he patted the old man with a slap, and then shook his head and smiled, "Hehe, if it is a storm, you can win it tomorrow."
"It's not worth it." The old man looked calm and looked again at the precarious Bran City pond in the distance. "We are facing a powerful enemy, just like the beasts in the wilderness. It is impossible to kill with one attack. So being radical, there is no benefit other than increasing casualties."
"Well, that's true." The middle-aged officer did not argue. He just shrugged and said, "The Tiou fight was very fierce. He just got the news that he has launched a mad attack on dozens of levels in the wilderness around the Thunder Legion. Well, it should be able to be beaten."
"Outer level?" The old man frowned. Then she lowered her head and remained silent. This state fell into the eyes of the middle-aged barbarian officer, with a look of admiration on his face. He certainly knew the old man next to him was familiar with Bland's terrain. It is not even an exaggeration to say that the general landscape of the entire Bran North is almost in the old man's heart.
After a moment's contemplation, the old man shook his head slightly: "This is too risky for Tiwu. Although it is possible to expand the results of those levels, his position is already close to the Zichen Army's defense zone."
The middle-aged officer nodded, and also shook his head with a bitter smile: "We know these, of course, Tiu also knows, but ... haha, I'm afraid his purpose is to touch the Zichen Army."
"Stupid!" Shen yelled, the old man's face was angry and said politely, "Who does he think he is? Ziyi can also provoke him? An accident, this great situation will be buried in his hands! "
After a pause, his anger was slightly diminished, and he waved, "Now give Tiwu a message, let him transfer the army, and give me a distance from the Zichen Army."
It also needs him to be able to listen ... Middle-aged officers can't help shaking his head secretly, of course, on the surface, nodded and said, "Yes ... In fact, although Tiwu is crazy, he can still see the big picture, even if it provokes Zichen Legion, it must be considered a retreat, the problem should be small. Besides, um, let him learn a lesson. "
"Hmm!" The old man snorted coldly, but did not refute the middle-aged officer's evaluation of Tiu, but still angered, "The lesson can be eaten by anyone, but it can't be in Ziyi's hands ... hum, I was afraid that his retreat was also included in Zi Yi's calculations, and he was eaten in one fell swoop. "
The old man's speech was quite daunting to Zi Yi, and even showed some weakness. However, there were no other expressions on the side of people when they heard it, and it seemed like this.
The middle-aged officer nodded and sighed, "Ziyi ... is really terrifying. But we also have a rear move, as long as he is not exposed ..."
"Shut up!" The voice didn't fall, the old man Huo Ran turned his head, the abyss-like calm eyes of the abyss trembled, an iron blood murderous gas belonging to the battlefield spread over the hills in an instant, and the cold wind all around seemed to become the result Well, Wuthering stopped.
Moving like a mountain, moving like a thunder!
Under this momentum, the middle-aged barbarian officer took a breath, choked back involuntarily, knowing that he had taboo under the care, and immediately knelt on one knee without a word, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
The thunder came fast and closed fast. After sweeping around, the old man's blade-like eyes fell silent again and resumed his usual tone: "You know how serious this matter is, I don't want to hear it again."
The words were off, and they waved their hands and walked down the mountain. The middle-aged officer escaped, and got up and wiped his forehead with cold sweat, and immediately followed with a dozen people behind him.
Under the hillside, more than a dozen barbarians were shoving Bran people in armor and bloodstained, as if beheading them on the spot. The barbarian soldiers looked up to see the old man wait for someone to come down, and immediately changed his face, gave a big gift, and even said that he had seen the marshal.
The old man nodded slightly, then glanced at the Bran man, his eyes stopped at his cuff rank, and he looked up and asked, "What's going on?"
A few brutal soldiers did not dare to neglect, and spoke vague brutal words, saying that the Bran people were captured during the noon city war. They seemed to be Bran officers. They wanted to press for some intelligence information in the city. Unexpectedly, The other side was a bit stubborn and would rather die than death, so now he decided to kill it.
The old man nodded his head, groaned a little, walked to the tortured and dying officer Bran and said, "Go back and tell your general, the defender, well, Bennett. Let ’s attack the city tonight, let He was ready. "The words fell, and he waved to the dozen brutal soldiers." Let's go, and bring my words to Haru. "
"Yes!" Of course, despite some doubts, the brutal soldier did not dare to question, and went straight to the distant wall with Officer Bran.
These brute soldiers did not dare to question, but a young brute behind the old man did not have this concern, and asked directly: "Marshal, why is this? The night attack on the siege is very bad for the attackers."
The old man also seems to be a good teacher. He glanced at the young man and nodded in appreciation; "Yes, you must ask if you don't understand, and you must not pretend to understand. Night attack siege is really not good for the attacker, but the difficulty of defense is not small. As a general, you must first know enough about your opponents. The defending general is Bennett ~ EbookFREE.me ~ you may not know it, but also Bran veteran who has been here for more than ten years. "
"This life is cautious and suspicious. He has a narrow mind. He is not good at attacking toughness, but he has a good understanding of defending the city. I let the officer take a word to attack the city tonight. He must be unbelieving. Success is possible. "
The young barbaric nodded convincingly, and then asked, "But what if we can't make it tonight? Shouldn't we let a Bran officer go for nothing?"
The old man shook his head and said flatly, "Even if he can't attack tonight, the narrow-minded Bennett is counted once, the decision is wrong, he loses his face in front of his hands, and he will be killed with excuses such as spy when he is angry and angry. That officer. Well, you understand? "
"Uh ... I see." Opening his mouth, the young barbarian took a moment to stare at him, then gave the old man a look in awe and lowered his head.
The old man nodded with relief, as if he had done nothing, and went straight to the side of the horse: "Okay, let's go and look at the battlefield elsewhere."
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