The northern wilderness is the territory of the Principality of Silver Claw, 76km from the national border.
As morning approaches, the originally cold and silent wilderness becomes noisy with people and busy traffic.
The soldiers woke up from the dark green tents, quickly packed their bags, and then ran to the open space to line up and assemble.
"Stand at attention!" "Take a break!" "Count!"
"one two three four five six seven……"
The tall mecha passed by the queue, and the sound of mechanical friction of joints was mixed with the shouts of the soldiers.
"Sir, all members of the fifth team of the seventh squadron of the second infantry brigade of the fifth division of the first coalition army are here!"
"Get ready to get in the car!"
"yes!"
Looking down from a high altitude, hundreds of military trucks are like beetles in formation, moving one after another.
During the short parking period, the soldiers divided into two groups and quickly climbed onto the carriage, sitting down in two rows on the left and right.
In the middle of the carriage were piles of military supplies covered with canvas, including rations, ammunition, drinking water, and various heavy weapons, such as heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, mortars, flamethrowers, etc.
An open-top off-road car turned left and right among the trucks and rushed to the largest military tent in the middle of the camp. The communications officer sitting in the passenger seat jumped out of the car and hurried into the military tent.
Compared to the busyness outside, it seems leisurely and peaceful inside.
The retro gramophone played slow piano music, and the candlelight shone through the red wine in the goblet.
A young officer was slowly enjoying a sumptuous breakfast on the long table. The golden flower spikes draped on his shoulders swayed slightly with the movement of the silver fork.
The communications officer looked nervous, and his clenched hands were full of sweat. Only one person in the 800,000-strong army wore such epaulettes, and that was Marshal Qin Wu, the highest commander of the coalition forces.
He swallowed several mouthfuls in succession, seeming a little worried, but perhaps because of the urgent military situation, he finally had to bite the bullet and report.
"Master Marshal!"
"Supreme Commander of the First Group Army of the Allied Forces, Lord He Mingjie, please call."
The communications officer said cautiously. Qin Wu frowned, stopped eating, and stared at the communications officer.
"I remember saying, don't disturb me while you're eating."
There was a cruelty in Qin Wu's eyes, and invisible pressure filled the air. The communications officer was sweating profusely and his face turned blue and white. Rumor has it that this gentleman has a cruel personality and regards human life as nothing. If something goes wrong for him, he will use human blood as a sacrifice to vent his emotions.
"But, but..." Although the communications officer was extremely frightened, General He was very kind to him and could not let him wait any longer. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master He, Master He has been waiting for five hours. .”
"Then let him wait another five hours!"
Qin Wu shouted impatiently.
"Yes, yes..." The communications officer did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head and stepped aside, as if he wanted to wait for the right opportunity to report again.
Qin Wu continued to eat.
However, his face became increasingly gloomy, and he seemed to be spoiled by this little incident. Before he had even taken a few bites, he dropped his fork on the plate without warning, making a loud noise that startled everyone around him.
"Is he really a spoiler?"
Qin Wu cursed, stood up and walked out of the military tent.
"Bring out that guy with a bad memory!"
"Yuan, Lord Marshal..."
The communications officer was brought out just now, his voice trembling a little, as if he had guessed what might happen next.
"I'll give you thirty seconds."
Qin Wu pulled out the gun from his waist and pulled the safety catch.
The communications officer was stunned for a moment, then spread his legs and ran, running hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye.
Qin Wu had a teasing smile on his lips, raised his hand and fired, "Bang!" A blood-red bullet came out of the gun, and the violent breath was emitted with the rapidly distorted air.
The next second, red light exploded behind the communications officer, and his body was instantly penetrated. A large cloud of blood mist exploded from his chest, and broken bones and organs sprayed forward.
"Run and see where you can go."
There was mockery on Qin Wu's face. If anyone saw it, they would find that his expression at this moment was exactly the same as when he killed Tie Nuo. He was cruel, proud, flamboyant, and arrogant!
"It's just nonsense
! "
A moment later, Hanling veteran He Mingjie, who learned of the situation, was so angry that his gray beard trembled.
He is already one hundred and thirty-six years old this year. Although his original lord-level strength has dropped to that of a great guard as his body ages, he has served in the military all his life, experienced hundreds of battles, and has a very high reputation in the Cold Ridge Principality.
During this expedition, he was entrusted by the country's leader Xiao Tiehu to lead 200,000 soldiers in Hanling. Although he is a third-line force, he is also a good son of the snow mountain. The Marquis of Hanling hopes to reduce the losses of Xueshan Erlang with the help of the veteran's calmness and wisdom.
"He Mingjie of the First Group Army of the Allied Forces wants to see you!"
Two hours later, the Hanling veteran appeared in front of the marshal's car. Since Qin Wu didn't answer the call, he had to come in person.
"If you have anything to do, tell me."
Qin Wu stopped the car and said calmly.
"He Mingjie has met Marshal Wu." The veteran Hanling general nodded and clasped his fists, performing the ancient oriental ritual.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have something to say, let it go!" Qin Wu frowned, with an impatient look on his face. No matter how old the other person was, he would just scold him, "This is a time of war, and every second counts. Don't think that everyone They all have nothing to do like you!"
The Hanling veteran was so angry that he turned blue on the spot. He never expected that he would treat each other politely, but in return he would be cursed and insulted by the other party. Moreover, he would just say it without any evidence, and he would just say that he was "idle and have nothing to do."
He was highly respected in the country, and even the king of the country would respectfully call him "General He" when he saw him. Now I'm groveling to a little kid, not asking for extra respect, at least I can treat him like a normal person. Unexpectedly, the other party's attitude was extremely bad, as if he was scolding a dog.
If it were normal for him to meet such a barking person, he would have walked away long ago. But in order to live up to the great trust of the king, no matter how great the grievance is, one must endure it. I was just holding my breath in my chest and had nowhere to vent it. Suddenly my throat felt sweet and I almost spit out blood.
He forcibly swallowed the blood foam, took a deep breath, calmed down, and said sincerely, "Marshal, I thought..."
"Our army marched too hastily and did not set up defensive points along the way. If the battle situation changes, the retreat will be worrying..."
Since the three armies dispatched by Silver Claw, Hanling, and Black Spear met at Silver Eagle, the coalition forces have been advancing towards the Red Dragon border at a speed of 200 kilometers per day under Qin Wu's orders, as if they are eager to start a war there soon. Similar.
Anyone with a bit of military knowledge knows that being overly aggressive is a taboo on the battlefield.
Looking at the other side, the Northern Alliance's expeditionary force is moving step by step, not in a hurry, and quite willing to wait and see.
"Are you questioning my command ability?" Qin Wu asked with a gloomy face.
"I don't dare to lower my rank." Hanling veteran nodded and said.
"Don't you dare to fart!" Qin Wu scolded with a fierce look on his face, "You are as stupid as a pig at your age, you don't even understand any rules! You still learn from others to be a general, I think you are still Let’s go back to farming as soon as possible!”
The veteran Hanling laughed angrily, raised his head, looked directly into Qin Wu's eyes, and said slowly, "I'm not doubting your command ability..."
"I doubt..." the veteran's voice suddenly rose, "Do you have any military knowledge?"
The veteran Hanling was completely furious.
"I really don't know if the fourth prince is blind. Let a stupid and rotten villain like you sit on the stage. It is really a shame for the whole country!"
"Old guy, you're looking for death!"
Qin Wu was completely irritated, roaring wildly, and a space crack suddenly opened behind him. The evil aura suddenly filled the sky, and a blood-red claw rushed out and grabbed the old general.
Under the crushing force, the old general's hardened bones cracked inch by inch. He was bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he would rather die than give in. He yelled at Qin Wu: "Villain, villain, villain!"
Bloody saliva sprayed all over Qin Wu's head and face. Qin Wu became more and more manic, his eyes bulged out, and he roared: "Death!"
Veins popped out on the blood-red arms, and the extremely arrogant force was transmitted to the beast's claws. Only a "click" was heard, and the old general was forcibly crushed into a twisted bloody man.
The famous general of Hanling has come to an end.
At the same time, to the north of the Red Rock Mountains, thousands of feet above the sky, a huge ornately decorated aeroboat slowly turned its propeller and flew slowly and leisurely in the clouds.
In the combat command room of the aerostat, the Alluring Princess Lacey Maris stared at the three-dimensional simulated sand table in front of her.
Three big red arrows are pushing toward the border side by side.
They respectively represent the First, Second and Third Armies of the Quadruple Alliance.
There was also a big red arrow approaching her defense zone from the Red Rock Mountains.
It was the Fourth Army of the Allied Forces sent by the Red Rock Principality, and it was preparing to go north to join forces with friendly forces.
The Red Dragon Principality is located between the Red Dragon Principality and the Black Feather Principality, and its channels with the allies are cut off. It must break through the defense zone of the Second Red Dragon Army to join forces with friendly forces.
Qin Wu's intention was obvious. The three army groups pushed over and directly joined the fourth group army.
He was confident that an army of 800,000 men would be enough to crush any opponent in the northern wilderness.
"Send my military order to retreat the entire defense line thirty kilometers."
"Just let them go like this?"
"This is an issue that our Commander Chen should consider."
Lacey wanted Chen Xing to die, so why would she help him defend against the enemy?
On the other hand, if Lacey fought with the troops of the Red Rock Principality, and Chen Xing did not confront the three coalition armies head-on, she would be in a situation where she would be attacked from both sides. She would never give her back to an enemy no matter what.
A few hours later, Chen Xing saw on the strategic map that Lacey's defense line was retreating, and under her nose, the troops of the Chiyan Principality were swaggering across the border and heading north to join forces.
"Shameless..." Chen Xing couldn't help but sigh. Is he a member of the royal family of the Red Dragon Principality, or is Lacey? The royal family doesn't defend its territory, so let him, an outsider, come.
But in fact, his thoughts were similar to those of the other party. If Lacey resisted, he would definitely not help.
"Eight hundred thousand people, how should we fight this battle?"
Chen Xing looked at the arrows on the strategic map that looked like swimming fish and fell into deep thought.
He has no formal military education, and his concept of fighting is limited to a mercenary group of a few hundred people.
However, in his position, he only needs to formulate the general strategic direction, and the specific tactical arrangements can be left to Lin Shiyuan.
So, what strategy is right for his current situation?
He thought hard and dug out all he had learned in his life.
First of all, he thought of Sun Tzu's Art of War. He didn't seem to understand the Thirty-six Strategies, but he knew the ancient famous saying.
"Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles!"
Sort out the known situations of both parties and analyze the advantages and disadvantages.
Our own side has 200,000 soldiers and horses, medium armaments, rich combat experience, and a large number of strong men, but poor coordination, and the ability to fight separately is stronger than working together.
On the other side, there are 800,000 soldiers and horses with inferior armaments. The third-line troops have poor individual combat capabilities and have an overwhelming advantage in numbers.
However, the more people there are, the bloated the team will be and the slower it will move.
Hey, why do they look like guerrillas and puppet troops...
Chen Xing naturally thought of the modern Chinese history in middle school history, that great military strategist, and the sixteen-character classic strategy.
"When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy is stationed, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue!"
Chen Xing suddenly slapped his head, "This is it!"
Then he dialed Lin Shiyuan's 3D video call.
"General Staff Lin, I need you to formulate a tactical plan..."
"I'm listening." Lin Shiyuan nodded.
"We need to bring in the coalition forces and use the favorable terrain and superior mobility to fight mobile warfare against them."
"Stretch their front, spread their strength, and eat them bit by bit."
"In general, we just don't have a decisive battle with them and use our advantages to wear them down." Chen Xing concluded.
Lin Shiyuan thought for a while and said with some worry, "This doesn't seem to be in line with the folk customs of the Red Country."
The Red Kingdom advocates force and likes to fight head-on, but going around and around is not popular. Because not daring to confront the enemy head on is an act of cowardice.
"As long as you can win, it doesn't matter!" Chen Xing said nonchalantly. If his troops were mainly composed of red people, he might still be worried, but his main force is mercenary groups from various countries. The Qing Kingdom, the Sha Kingdom, the Eastern Continent, and the Western Continent have complex compositions, and there is no unified voice in traditional concepts.
If there is no unified traditional concept, the only intersection is interests and ideals.
Obviously, what the expeditionary force possesses best is these two.
