That night, the protagonist asked the entire army to have a feast to boost morale.
Good food can indeed help commanders and soldiers quickly recover mentally and physically after a brutal battle.
There was no restaurant in this banquet. The ants received the food distributed by the worker ants in their respective nests and ate separately.
The commanders were given a lot of honeydew and dried banyan fruits, a specialty of Linshui City, which was equivalent to three times the usual amount, which made the sweet-loving male ants extremely excited.
Ordinary soldiers also had a small amount of honeydew and plenty of meat, and they were each feasting on it.
The most senior legion commanders were once again fortunate enough to taste the divine delicacies cooked by the Divine Envoy King himself.
Although the conditions inside [Bridgehead] are simple and there are not as complete kitchen utensils as [Dongyang City] or the main nest [Qingqiu City], the protagonist still uses simple tools to cook fried mealworm meat strips, honeydew-roasted grasshopper legs, and white rice. Foods such as boiled insect eggs, banyan fruit and pyracantha fruit salad, grass seed and multigrain porridge.
After a big banquet, it was already late at night. Several hours had passed since the sun set, but there were still many more hours before the sun rose. This was a long dark night.
In the entire [Bridgehead], except for the night watch ants, most of the other ants were asleep. Since the protagonist issued the sleep order, even if these ants cannot sleep, they must stop working and spend the long night napping in place.
The protagonist's actions greatly increased the lifespan of this group of ants and improved their working conditions.
At this time, no one was resting, except for the night ants, and probably the only one was the protagonist.
The night breeze in late autumn was freezing, and the protagonist had to be wrapped in a thin layer of silk before he dared to go out. He came outside the anthill and wandered inside the protective net.
The guard team did not follow. The coolness at night was no longer suitable for ordinary ants to move around. Similarly, it is no longer possible for the protagonist to lead the troops to conduct a night attack on the enemy on such a night.
Moreover, it is not a good idea to carry out a night attack on the Destroyers. In the last night attack, the Destroyers seemed to have a magical way to predict the movements of the God Envoy King's army, and even set up an ambush to let Ramboser The 6th Army suffered considerable losses.
At this moment, the protagonist comes to an empty platform. This is a battlefield during the day. Even after cleaning, there are still residual coagulated blood and fragments of human tissue left here. From time to time, you can step on a slippery patch. .
The protagonist can't sleep tonight, and as soon as he falls asleep, he will have that nightmare again: the sky is covered with heavy snow, and the black tide from the north converges into a surface, and finally swallows everything, and the entire land turns into black embers, even if Trying to struggle on your own is of no use.
In a daze, he kept hearing a voice: "You are just a bystander, this is the revenge of the old era... You are just a bystander, this is the revenge of the old era... You are just a bystander, this is the revenge of the old era... !”
The protagonist felt that he remembered something, but he couldn't grasp the thread. I must know something about the past life, about this life, and about the future of this life!
The sky is full of black tide, and the protagonist's intuition tells him that it is the black tide of the Destroyer. However, he is obviously capable of blocking this dark tide. Why is he so desperate in the dream?
Snow and Kuroshio, this kind of dream has appeared no less than five times after the protagonist traveled to this world. What are the meanings and signs of the dream?
As the content of the dream progresses, the protagonist has gained a glimmer of understanding, but has not yet lifted the veil covering the secret. Perhaps when the clouds clear and the moon shines, he suddenly looks back and realizes his ignorance.
But no matter how powerful the black tide is, no matter how tragic the dream prophecy is, the protagonist cannot let the destroyer destroy everything he has worked so hard for.
After the cold wind blew for a while, the protagonist calmed down, returned to the temporary palace, and fell asleep again.
There are no annoying nightmares this time, and it seems that the Lord of Dreams is also afraid of a determined soul.
And there will be a big battle tomorrow.
I am the dividing line
Early the next morning, the sun rose, and the [Bridgehead] was just getting ready for battle, and the flying knights who had just left their nests began to warn.
Apparently the enemy was attacking again.
Different from the battlefield on the ground, the flying knights in the air are also very hard. Because of the battle, they can only go out early and come back late, unable to retreat midway, and survive the entire day in the cold weather of late autumn.
Fortunately, there was sunshine to keep warm in the first two days, but today the clouds in the sky began to thicken and the sunshine became thinner. The flying knights would face a more severe cold enemy.
But in order to win the battle, the protagonist needs the flying knights to act as eyes, and they can only carry some thin silk felts as warm clothes. The flying knights and the bee mounts also had a feast of honeydew and honey, trying to replenish their physical strength. Set off.
The protagonist comes to the high-rise monitoring room and looks into the distance.
The enemy sent out a small Destroyer force today. It was obvious that they had tasted the sweetness yesterday and felt that relying on this force could potentially break through the defense line.
Yesterday, although the attacking Little Destroyers suffered nearly half of their losses, they did repeatedly shake the first line of defense of the Divine Envoy King's army.
Today, the little destroyers are up to their old tricks, but the defenders are also targeting them.
Four ballistas have been pushed to the city wall and can directly shoot at enemies near the trenches. Today, these ballistas, which did not show their power yesterday afternoon, used a large number of shotguns to cause heavy casualties to the little destroyers.
Because it is close to the front line, each ballistae is protected by two field force teams and a garrison team, ensuring that these ballistae can be attacked safely and without threat.
In the battle against the Destroyer, these ballistae were too important to be lost. Last night, the worker ants even replaced the torsion spring for the ballista, replacing the old one with a new locust tendon spring, allowing the old one to relax for a while to eliminate fatigue.
Today's ballistae did indeed live up to its expectations, constantly killing and injuring the little destroyers as they passed through the trenches. The ground was filled with dead bodies and injured people struggling to survive. Even in the half-dry mud of the trench, there were many little Destroyers who were thrown in by the huge power of the shells, and then struggled and suffocated in the muddy water.
But there are still tens of thousands of Little Destroyers who entered the battle today. It seems that the more than 4,000 battle losses yesterday did not exist at all. With their numerical advantage, they still let some troops reach the city wall as quickly as possible and began to attack. .
The ballista units continued to focus fire on the trench channels to cut off the enemy's front and rear troops as much as possible and reduce the pressure on the city wall defense line.
On the city wall, the same tug-of-war as yesterday was once again happening. The defenders worked hard to hold on to the defense line, preventing the enemy from breaking through, and also tried their best to protect the safety of the crossbows!
