"quick!"
"Speed up!"... In the coalition ranks, various kings kept urging the army to move forward. According to news from the front line, the enemy has launched a general offensive.
These last few dozen miles will directly determine the fate of the trapped coalition forces.
"King, the battle on the front line is over. The enemy has turned south and left..." Upon hearing this answer, Snow Eagle King's face darkened, as he was only missing the last twenty miles.
Without any hesitation, King Snow Eagle hurriedly conveyed the news to the kings of all races. The enemies have all run away, and there is no point in marching any more hastily.
Pursuit does not exist. Only cavalry has always pursued infantry, and infantry has never pursued cavalry.
There is no organized cavalry in the coalition. It's not that the various tribes don't know the importance of cavalry. It's just that they are trapped in a corner and cannot afford to raise gold-swallowing beasts like cavalry.
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"Since the enemy has left, let's set up camp first and let the soldiers rest for two days!" the Shadow King suggested.
The soldiers on the battlefield are very fast. In recent days, the coalition soldiers have been rushing hard, constantly breaking the alliance's march record.
As a price: most of the soldiers with weaker physical strength fell behind. Certain races and even entire clans have fallen behind.
I rushed in such a hurry, but in the end it was all in vain. You can imagine how depressed I was.
"Shadow King, I'm afraid it's a little early to rest. According to the news from the spies, the enemy did not massacre the prisoners...the wounded. There are still many wounded soldiers of all races on the battlefield waiting for our treatment." Snow Eagle King looked slightly embarrassed. 's added.
It is also very embarrassing for the Alliance to say that a large number of soldiers were captured in front of outsiders like the elves.
Unfortunately, Snow Eagle King was too upright and accidentally exposed the truth. Even if remediation is carried out, it will be unnecessary.
There is nothing to hesitate. Since the clan members are still alive, they must be saved. The financial resources of all ethnic groups are not strong, and everyone can only selectively ignore the matter of soldiers surrendering as prisoners.
All the way to the front line, the kings were dumbfounded when they looked at the wounded on the ground. The wounded they understand and the wounded left at the scene are completely different concepts.
There were only 50,000 troops in total, and there were more than 20,000 lying on the ground. Such a high proportion of seriously wounded soldiers may have set a new record in the history of mainland wars.
Giving up is impossible. The smaller the race, the closer the internal relations. In front of many clan members, if anyone dares to do such a thing, the throne will be unsafe.
Treating the wounded is undoubtedly a severe test for the coalition forces with limited medical conditions.
"Damn human race, how can you be so despicable, actually..." When the words came to his mouth, the Giant King suddenly got stuck.
Even though they knew that the wounded all over the ground were a burden thrown on them by the expeditionary force, as the king of a clan, they could not speak out directly.
The other kings also followed suit and cursed the human race for being despicable, but in a tacit agreement, they kept silent about the specific method of being despicable.
"Your Majesty, you are very knowledgeable and well-informed. Is there any cure?" the Shadow King asked expectantly.
Given the medical level of the Ancient Relics Alliance, the injured tribesmen on the ground can only rely on themselves to resist.
In the end, if you can survive one or two out of ten, you are considered lucky. Even if the person can be rescued, he will only live for a few years.
Watching so many of your colleagues die before your eyes can imagine the impact on military morale.
"We don't carry many magic potions, and we can't save so many people at once. I'll have them delivered later, and you can dilute them with water and distribute them to the soldiers. These medicines can only save the lives of the wounded, and more will be needed later. Recuperate for a year or two. After recovering, it shouldn't be a big problem to live an ordinary life for the rest of my life." After hearing the slightly sad words of the elf young woman, the mood of the kings became even lower.
If you can’t save everyone, then focus on the treatment you choose! It's just that they can only keep it in their stomachs.
Magic potions are provided by the elves, and others have the right to decide how to use them. No one dared to even think about asking the elves to send more potions.
An ally is not a nanny, and if he can come up with these magic potions to help in an emergency, that is already giving him face. According to the past traditions of various tribes, when such changes occur, priority is usually given to the tribesmen who are valuable to the tribe.
We would rather let the ordinary people die than let the elites return to their peak state. This is the way to continue the race.
But the elves are different. They pursue a different set of values. When such a change occurs, the first thing that comes to mind is to save the lives of the clan members.
As for whether the combat effectiveness can be restored, we will figure out a way later. The initiative lies in the hands of the elves, and this collision of values will naturally end with the elves' victory.
Seeing the diluted medicine being poured into the mouths of the clansmen, the faces of the kings became slightly better. Even if the efficacy of the diluted healing potion is greatly reduced, it is still better than nothing.
After all, he is his own clan, and being alive is definitely better than dying. Then the thorny issue was exposed to everyone again. How to deal with the large number of wounded?
It's definitely not possible to march with him. If the road is bumpy, people will have to be killed. If you can't take it away with you, you can only divide your troops to take care of it.
...The army went all the way south. After walking about seventy or eighty miles, Hudson suddenly gave an order: "Go down with the order and set up camp on the spot."
"Yes, Marshal!" the generals responded in unison. Frankly, this distance is not safe. If the enemy marches through the night and uses the cover of darkness to sneak attack on the camp, the expeditionary force's cavalry advantage will be greatly weakened.
But this can only be thought about. The coalition of ancient survivors has been very tired these days. After traveling for a whole day during the day, and then allowing them to conduct an overnight raid, I'm afraid the troops would collapse before reaching their destination.
In the age of cold weapons, infantry who can travel hundreds of miles a day and still maintain combat effectiveness are already the best of the best.
The army set up camp and fortifications began to be constructed. This was Hudson's habit of leading troops. No matter whether there was danger or not, fortifications must be built near the camp.
Open whistles and hidden whistles are definitely indispensable. Some simple traps are also laid out in nearby hidden areas, usually extending for several miles.
I don’t know if the enemy is too strict with rules, but these cautious methods have not worked so far. It can't be said that it is completely useless, there are still many beasts that have been attacked.
The unlucky beast that fell into the trap naturally wanted to give the soldiers extra food. So much so that soldiers who have followed Hudson for a long time have a tendency to evolve into hunters.
After taking a look at the improvised sand table, Hudson couldn't bear to look at it because it was so ugly, and the proportional error was so huge.
"Mark the location of the enemy's logistics team!" Hudson immediately ordered.
From the beginning of the coalition operation of the ancient survivors, he had been eyeing the enemy's logistics. It's just that at the beginning, the enemy's logistics and army acted together, giving him no chance to strike.
After unremitting efforts, the enemy finally couldn't help but divide its troops yesterday in order to rescue the trapped troops.
Looking at the position and distance marked on the sand table, Hudson frowned. The enemy's logistics supplies were actually less than forty miles away from the main army.
At such a close distance, enemy reinforcements could arrive in a few hours. If you take action, you must do it quickly and accurately.
Especially confidentiality work must be foolproof.
"Marshal, the distance the enemy has been mobilized by us is not far away. There is only one day's journey between the logistics force and the main force. If we want to attack them, I am afraid we will have to travel all day and night, and then launch a surprise attack. From reconnaissance to the main force Judging from the intelligence, the enemy's logistics force has about 8,000 people. Including some laggard races, the total force will not exceed 15,000. The combat effectiveness of these people is not very strong. If we dispatch the Warcraft Legion, when the battle breaks out Finally, it is not difficult to eat them within four hours. Taking into account the transmission of information, it will take time to assemble the army. The enemy can only reinforce the battlefield before the end of the battle with a small group of elite troops. The ancient remnant alliance is seriously divided. Faced with this In an uncertain battle, when each tribe sends reinforcements, some people will inevitably want to preserve their strength. The only uncertainty is the elf army. We have collected too little information about the elf reinforcements. If the reinforcements come from several major forces in the elf kingdom, The main battle legion should be able to attack forty miles in three hours without any problems. If it is entangled by the enemy, I'm afraid..." Before Jose could finish speaking, Hudson smiled slightly.
Stealing food is the easiest way to win, but since ancient times, there have been very few successful cases of stealing food.
The shortcomings that everyone can see are often not the real shortcomings. In a battle between two armies, as long as the commander is not stupid, he will protect his food routes.
Many times what looks like an opportunity is actually a trap laid by the enemy in advance. Of course, this time it won't be a trap.
Hudson did not believe that a military strategist could suddenly emerge from an ancient remnant that had been separated from the mainstream of the continent for thousands of years.
When it comes to using soldiers to fight, the elves are not much better. As the paddling champions of previous continental wars, although their military strength is not weak, they still have too little actual combat experience.
However, lack of actual combat experience does not affect people's ability to win battles. in war
"One force can defeat ten groups" is actually the best tactic. If he could rely on his strength to overwhelm him openly, Hudson would not be willing to spend all his time planning here.
"With such a small distance, what's the point of attacking the enemy's food and fodder? Even if they succeed, the enemy's current position is less than two hundred miles away from their stronghold. With the dry food they carry with them, they will probably be able to consume it on the road. Even if we capture the enemy's food and grass, we can only take away a small amount at most, and the rest can only be burned. Unless we can drag their main force in place, burning the food and grass is only valuable. With the elven army here, we must It's too difficult to do this!" After hearing Hudson's explanation, all the officers were confused.
If there is no value in burning the enemy's grain and grass, then why stare at the enemy's grain transport team? After looking at the map, Jose seemed to have thought of something, and then asked in disbelief: "Marshal, do you want to use the attack on food and grass to draw out the Elf army, and then wait for an opportunity to kill them?" No wonder everyone didn't expect this. The plan is even more difficult to implement than the previous sneak attack on the grain road.
Maybe it can be done by attracting the elven army, but it is almost impossible to annihilate them in a short time.
When the two elites collide, the battle will never end in a short time. As long as the battle is not one-sided, the coalition of ancient survivors will be able to provide timely reinforcements.
War is often anti-human. The more unlikely something is, the easier it is to create a miracle.
"Don't worry, I don't have the luxury of destroying the elven army at once. But it's okay to lure them out and give them a big gift. The goal is not high. If I can annihilate a thousand elven armies tonight, it will be considered as completing the task. If things happen No, we can just evacuate. If we can take down the enemy's more than 10,000 troops, we won't lose at all!" Hudson said with murderous intent.
... As night falls, the coalition camp is brightly lit. The kings of all races gathered together to inspect the camp, and after suffering two consecutive night attacks, they learned the lesson.
In order to avoid falling into the embarrassing situation of fighting independently after encountering an enemy attack, a group of kings simply gathered together to form a joint command.
With so many people directing together, the efficiency is definitely not as fast as one voice, but it is still an improvement.
"King, all kings, something big... something bad is happening! Our team that was lagging behind was attacked by the enemy. Please send troops to support us..." As soon as he finished speaking, before everyone could ask, Snow Eagle, who reported the news, came A desperate death.
Upon closer inspection, everyone discovered that there was a sharp arrow stuck in his chest. After receiving the bad news, the faces of all the kings were gloomy and terrifying.
What falls behind the coalition forces is not only the weaker races, but also the army's logistical supplies. In order to rush for time, everyone took a few days of rations and hurriedly hit the road, leaving most of the strategic supplies behind.
Simply to deal with the remaining resistance forces, the escorting troops were naturally enough. However, when they were raided by the expeditionary force, the situation changed.
After looking at each other, the Shadow King was the first to break the silence: "The enemy is coming fiercely, and the troops in the rear probably won't be able to hold on for long. We don't carry much supplies. Once we lose our logistical supplies, we won't be able to hold on for a few days. If the enemy relies on The advantage of the cavalry persisted with us along the way, making it difficult for the army to return to the base before the supplies were exhausted. Orders were sent to mobilize elite troops to form a rescue advance team. However, these are not enough. To be foolproof, we must rely on the support of our allies. Strength. Let’s go to see His Holiness together. At this time, there is no time to delay!” In times of crisis, the gene of unity is best awakened.
The panicked kings saw that the Shadow King had given a solution, and they all agreed. Some kings were dissatisfied with the Shadow King's overstepping of authority and wanted to speak out against it, but they were frustrated that there was no better solution.
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"kill!"
"Ah!" The shouts of death and screams mixed together, cutting through the dark night, and the blazing fire told the tragedy of the battle.
Compared with the previous two night attacks, the enemy's preparations this time were obviously more complete. However, it is people who ultimately determine the outcome of a war. The temporarily repaired camp fortifications created some trouble for the expeditionary force, but it was limited to trouble.
The overwhelming giant bear's paws directly knocked away the bow and arrow tower; the giant dragon's tail directly swept away the horse-rejecting stakes and horse traps.
They really didn't follow the rules, and they agreed that the strong men from the holy realm would not join in the fight with ordinary people. As a result, they were attacked by two strong men from the holy realm from the very beginning.
Before the enemy could protest, the rolling Warcraft Cavalry had already followed the passage created by Hudson and rushed into the camp to start a massacre.
