Chapter 75: The Werewolf's Wail (2)
In the burning village, the villagers were driven by werewolves to a clearing outside the village.
The young villagers had all been killed an hour earlier, and the rest were old and weak women and children, and the werewolf soldiers tied their hands with a rope, tied them in long strings, and whipped them with leather whips and carried them backwards.
These human survivors will become slaves and even food for the werewolves.
Wolf King Worf looked at the captive's distant back with a blank expression.
The last fiasco was still fresh in his mind, though it was only an attempt and didn't hurt his race.
This time he's back again, and maybe it's probably the last chance for the werewolf race.
Over the past decade, the gap between werewolves and humans has widened, and although Wolf, the king of werewolves, doesn't mind learning from humans, he is overwhelmed by the limited resources of his habitat and low civilization.
He had also secretly infiltrated the northern part of Genoa to reconnoitre, and he was terrified by the behemoths that traveled on iron tracks.
This machine power caused him to abandon his plans to the south in favor of the regions north of the Ott Mountains.
However, it took too much effort for Wolf to form a decent army of young men and make them obey orders.
He knew he was about to face a real test, and he had to face the encirclement of a powerful human army. This will be about whether werewolves can survive in this world.
He had a hunch that sooner or later the power of the machine would lead to his genocide, and humanity had approached the habitat they had lived in for generations.
More than fifty kilometers away from him, General George Grant's troops were on the march.
Simon Dalhaugh's 4th Regiment was left in the northwest by Sean to be in charge of the security of the northwest frontier and was largely out of the interior of the war.
Grant's 3rd Regiment was redeployed to Guineapoli, where his troops were fully equipped with new rifles and were highly mobile thanks to the large number of livestock and horses from the Bilisians.
However, in the face of the unfamiliar werewolf army, Grant changed his bold and sharp combat style in the past, and acted very cautiously.
Even so, in the first few days of its entry into the western plains of Guineapoli, several small patrols of the 3rd Army went missing.
It was not until Grant ordered that the Recon and Patrol Force must be no less than one company in size. The firepower of a company equipped with a new rifle is at least equivalent to that of a previous flintlock battalion, which is enough to give them a fairly strong self-protection capability.
When the evening camp was encamped, the staff officers of the headquarters were surrounding several captured werewolf soldiers, who were already dying.
"Your Excellency our Commander-in-Chief, how did you deal with werewolves before?"
Grant asked his men, along with many of the soldiers, if this was the first time he had seen a werewolf in real form.
An officer from the former Genoa garrison replied:
"We were using the smallpox virus, and the werewolves seemed to be very strong, but they had little resistance to the virus, and they were worse than us humans. ”
The officer pointed his bayonet at the werewolf's arm and said:
"Obviously, werewolves have also learned to get pox, and there are obvious traces of pox on their arms, so I'm afraid this trick won't work now. ”
"There is information that werewolves are in collusion with the Bloodthirsty, and that they may have learned how to deal with smallpox from the Bloodthirsty. "And the werewolves are also armed with rifled rifles and a small number of artillery, and when our reconnaissance troops encounter them, they will rush up after releasing their guns, and we will suffer a big loss in close combat." But where did their rifles come from? Obviously not made by the people themselves. ”
Another staff officer said: "Werewolves deliberately avoid fighting us head-on, they like to ambush, they run away if they miss, and running is their natural skill. It makes us feel bad. ”
Grande nodded: "It seems that werewolves have learned the way of human warfare, and they also know how to play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses." We must be careful not to get carried away with the fact that we are dealing with an uncivilized beast. At the same time, we have to admit that werewolves are far stronger than us humans individually. ”
"Yes, Your Excellency, Commander. The subordinates replied in unison.
At night, the army lit bonfires.
Looking at the sparkling firelight, Grant had no time to enjoy the view.
Although the commander-in-chief gave him an order that did not specify a timetable for completing the mission, Grant wanted to show it well.
But the werewolf's way of fighting left him at a loss, and his vaunted mobility was dwarfed by the werewolf. Just as he used to fight against Bilis, he never cared about the gains and losses of one place or one city, and he always looked for the enemy's weak spots, and the werewolves obviously did the same.
Grant doesn't consider himself a descendant of Sean, but actively showing his commanding talents is what Grant has always wanted to do.
The situation at home made him understand that Europa was in a critical period, and it was only a matter of time before the National Army joined the civil war, and Sean was his chosen backer.
Simon Dalho, who has a similar background to him, publicly stated that he was very envious of him being transferred back to the mainland when he handed over the Northwest Defense with him, and that he would rather go to the mainland to be a regiment commander than stay in the West as a commander, because this would give him the opportunity to show his talent again in front of Sean.
Anyone who reads a little history book will know that at the critical moment of the historical process, heroes are always on the side of victory, otherwise you can only become a stepping stone for others even if you are talented.
However, the werewolves were about to teach Grant a bloody lesson, and that night the wolf king Wolf personally led the werewolf army to raid a unit of the 3rd Legion.
In the darkness of the night, the werewolves' speed and personal strength were amplified, and they had quietly approached the 21st Brigade at midnight and suddenly launched a charge in the early hours of the morning.
The sentries of the 21st Brigade detected the werewolves' actions in advance, but it was too late. In terms of explosiveness, werewolves even surpassed war horses, and they crossed the three trenches and broke directly into the sleeping and defenseless makeshift barracks.
The officers and men of the 21st Brigade paid a heavy price, and when the brigade counted its numbers in the early morning, it found that nearly 1,000 soldiers had been killed and wounded, and even twice that number, and the brigade was almost incapacitated.
Grant was both sad and angry, if he faced an ordinary human army, such a one-sided battle would hardly happen, and night battles were a shortcoming for both human warring parties, and the attacking side could neither achieve superhuman charging speed, nor could they accurately distinguish friend and foe in the night.
For werewolves, night combat is their forte.
It was in this situation that Sean, escorted by his guards, came to the 3rd Legion.
The wails of the wounded battalion made Sean frown.