The shadows like mountains stand in the darkness, with huge four hooves trembling on the earth. When it stopped, a painful roar came out of its throat. [】This is a giant beast like a mammoth, with its rotten body and exposed
The miserable white bones were deeply wrapped in a shadow of death. On the head of the giant beast, the young man's smile drifted in the wind, leaving only the faint golden halo left by the golden heavy sword on his back on his feet.
The darkness behind him, three towering shadows, the old man's withered face slightly twisted, "Yes, my Lord, this is Liejiang."
"It seems that we are one step faster than the group of mobs." King Shura smiled slightly and looked around, as if he was enjoying the scenery of the sound of water flowing in the dark night.
"Do you want to keep moving forward, Lord?" the old man asked respectfully.
"No, just camp here and prepare to fight the enemy." King Shura said lightly.
"What did you say, Lord Shura King?" My face changed slightly and he said in surprise.
"I'm a little tired and don't want to leave anymore. Just wait here to get rid of them." King Shura said, and sat down on the spot on the beast skull.
The old man frowned. The river was a natural danger for defense. If you cross the river in front of the opponent, it would be equivalent to reducing the opponent's line of defense. Fighting here is naturally a great disadvantage for the attacking party. This principle is the main reason.
Probably not unaware.
"As for the order, I will send the order." He did not say much, but just lowered his head and disappeared into the darkness.
Jing Yin looked coldly at the desolate land beneath his feet. The river bank line extends to more than hundreds of miles. There are flat river banks on both sides, which can accommodate millions of people. As a battlefield, it is perfect.
There is no interest in setting up troops. The so-called war is nothing more than killing people. It’s that simple. Whoever wins and loses depends on who kills more. On this flat and open battlefield, you can just let go of your hands and feet.
Let the blood be released to your heart's content.
Ying'er looked at the back of the armored iron lock with a red face. Her hands were tangled together uneasily, and a series of strange thoughts that had never been seen in her mind. In this bitter cold wind, he was thin.
There was only cold iron armor outside the single clothes, so wouldn't it be cold? Moreover, since last night, he hadn't eaten anything, and I don't know if he was hungry.
She thought for a while, and then suddenly laughed at herself. Now, facing the upcoming war, the man doesn't care about these things. She just prayed silently in her heart that he can win this battle and every battle can win it.
, Then unify this country, fight again, and fight again. At that time, she would stand behind him in the warm sunshine, look at his warm smile, and her life would pass by.
"The other party seems to be faster than we imagined." King Shura suddenly chuckled and said.
Ying'er raised her head and looked over, but the fields were as dark as ink, and nothing was going on. She was stunned for a moment, no, would it be here so soon?
Jing Yin also looked at him. Although the darkness was not as good as any army, there was only a faint low sound from the far away of the night sky. He looked at Shura King with a little confusion, but there was a strange look on his face.
The smile.
"Qinglong, Zhuque, as a polite person, I will send us greetings first." King Shura raised his hand and gently put a bronze ghost face on his handsome face.
"Marson Marshal, there are another fifty kilometers ahead and we are about to reach Liejiang." A message soldier stood in front of the jeep and reported loudly.
Chen Yang lay tilted in the passenger seat with his eyes narrowed, "Oh, is that fast?"
"At this speed, you may reach the riverside, and it may be several hours later than the scheduled time." Colonel Gu, who was driving beside him.
Chen Yang stood up and looked behind. At this moment, the long army was struggling to advance between the rocky cracks in the mountains. He needed to cross two mountains through the Western Maggie Plateau. This is the most deadly place on the marching road. It takes effort to cross the plateau.
The cost is no less than a small battle. Excessive pressure and difficult roads will cause great obstacles to the march, and it will greatly exhaust the soldiers' physical strength and energy, especially such urgent marchs.
The strategy of occupying the river bank is correct, but if the army is dragged down due to excessive marching, it will be more than worth it. Chen Yang thought to himself that the jeep under his seat is bumping on the mountain road like a massage chair, with dark clouds above his head, and even a little starlight
It didn't come out, and it seemed like the rain was coming.
His second army is located between the entire expeditionary army, connecting the 10th and 8th Route Army from beginning to end. It is a relatively safe position in terms of marching. However, when the front battlefield is facing the enemy, the entire army will be arranged and unfolded.
It was not so easy. According to the formation arranged by Feng Linyu, his second army was in the middle and he had to face the elite of the enemy's main force.
"If it really rains, the road will be miserable." The person who spoke was the marshal of the tenth route, named Lu. Before the reorganization, he was the commander of the 8th garrison division of the Alliance Army and the old man of the army.
I had a lot of nonsense with Chen Yang along the way. This person had a habit of not liking to ride a car, but he got a horse from somewhere and rode it like an ancient general.
As soon as the little wolf arrived at the horse, he couldn't sit still. This guy seemed to be very interested in all the beasts. Of course, the final result was that he was eaten by it. Chen Yang stroked the little wolf's back and looked at it.
The sky, "If it really rains, this battle will probably not be able to fight today."
"I may not be." Lao Lu shook his head, "Even if we don't want to fight, there may not be any refusal. You don't know much about the Dark Heavenly Dynasty, so it's normal to think so."
Chen Yang couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He had at least two confrontations with him, and even had an anatomical study of Luo Mou's stylist. He didn't know anything about it, but he was not unfamiliar with it. Then he smiled, "
Then I dare to ask Chief Lu, what secret is hidden in this dark heaven?"