"The Great Chief has considered everything, this method is the safest, we should learn from the wolves, if the prey is too weak and too scattered, we will disperse, if the enemy is too strong, we will merge into the wolves again, and collectively besiege and eat, this is the tactic we are best at, we should have done it a long time ago. ”

"I don't have a problem, a week's worth of food is enough, as long as we can see Byron's two-legged sheep, we don't have to worry about the source of food, I don't believe that all their castles are so tall and so well equipped?"

"I agree with the wolf pack tactic. ”

"I agree. ”

"I'm okay with that. ”

Hearing that there was no need to continue to fight with Sophia, all the leaders seconded the proposal, and their strategic vision was not as long-term as that of Chief Hairidong, who only looked at the affairs closest to them.

For now, this option is the most advantageous for them.

Before that, they shouldn't have listened to Hai Ridong's instigation and fought this tough battle here that they were not good at.

The leaders of the Orcs who got the results they wanted, returned to their tents, slaughtered cattle and sheep, and made military rations that were easy to carry and dried military rations, and those who were not convenient to make military rations were directly rewarded to the warriors of their clans.

There are policies above, and there are countermeasures below.

Chief Hai Ridong only stipulated that they should be allowed to carry a week's worth of military rations, but he did not say that they would not let their people eat a lot, right?

If you stick a few more percent of the fat on their bodies, they will be able to boil more in the future, this vulgar truth, every Odin orc understands.

There is also an unexpected benefit to this, which makes their morale a little sluggish, and skyrockets by a few percent.

After all, they have been suffering from food shortages for more than one or two days, and they haven't let go of their stomachs and eaten a full meal for a long time.

Isn't it true that people live to fill their stomachs?

With this satisfaction, the rest is not taken care of for the time being!

......

The enemy is ready to run.

The second day of the Hai Ri Winter Division's unusually extinguished the war, not to mention the decision-making level of Sophia's army, the middle and low-level officers who had a little sense of war were all aware of this.

But there is nothing to be done.

You know your own business.

Even if they took advantage of the weapon, it was still very difficult to fight before.

The bravery of the Odin orcs left a deep impression on them.

Even if it is a lifeless task to rush to the front, they are still scrambling one by one.

In their bones, there is a kind of arrogance that even if they die, they have to drag a cushion on their backs.

If it weren't for the Kentana Barbarian Legion led by the Eternal Night Army, guarding the three military gates like the Dinghai Divine Needle, and replacing them with ordinary broken vein elite soldiers, the three military gates would only be afraid that they would have been piled down by the other party with flesh and blood.

Even the Kentana Barbarian Legion, which has a terrifying physique, excellent equipment, and magical combat skills, is not without casualties at all, and on the last day of the battle, the casualties have exceeded hundreds.

Among them, the Kentana Mo sword soldiers who were responsible for the attack were the mainstay.

A small number of them were dragged out of the military formation by the Odin orcs with ropes and other shady tricks, and the number of them was piled up alive, and most of them were blown up by the Odin orc death squad who launched a suicide attack with a black powder keg.

It was also in a desperate situation that the personal bravery of the Kentana barbarians was fully displayed.

Without the hindrance of his companions, the lone Kentana barbarian soldiers were finally able to show their superb stick and knife skills, opening and closing wide, and as long as they were touched by his blade, they would either be killed or injured.

Even the knife edge is not so easy to block, after all, the Kentana barbarians also have a height advantage, condescending, and the Mo knife is the most suitable for chopping the heads of the Odin orcs.

Even more desperately, when they found out that they were about to consume the Kentana barbarian, they jumped out of their encirclement with a savage charge, or a dragon leap.

It's rare to see this kind of scene, because when they isolate a certain Kentana barbarian soldier, they basically stab a hornet's nest.

The squad and squadron to which the Kentana barbarian belonged would be pushed out frantically, and once a squadron leader used the ultimate move of the ancestral spirit's possession, the Odin orcs in that area would be emptied in minutes.

They had to resort to suicide attacks when they found it too difficult for humans to kill them.

It's just that the success rate of suicide attacks is not high, and when the Kentana Barbarian Corps discovers that the enemy still has this trick, in the face of the newly rushed Odin orcs, they always come first with a wave of grenades to wash the ground.

If you are not careful, the black powder keg will detonate directly in the Odin orc siege force, killing countless of your own people.

The casualties of the other soldiers also exceeded 2,000, most of them recruits, and the Odin orcs would also return fire with bows and arrows when they approached.

Although the production capacity of the Eternal Night Army Leader is strong, but limited by the transportation environment in the Byron Alliance, in a hurry, there is no way to transport so much armor up, most of these recruits are wearing cotton military uniforms with the military insignia of the Eternal Night Army Leader, and their defense ability is very limited.

The most important thing is the consumption of arrows and ammunition, which is even more like flowing water.

Odin's orcs suffered a large number of casualties based on the consumption of hundreds of thousands of munitions.

If they continue according to the previous attrition, they will run out of ammunition in less than three days.

Of course, with a large number of live fires, the shooting skills of both longbowmen and musketeers are greatly improved, especially the latter.

As long as they are given a chance to grow, it is not certain that the first musket marksmen will emerge among them in the future.

Passive defense is still like this, how dare Sophia's army attack the Odin orcs army in the sea and winter so easily?

The only thing that can be done is to use all kinds of provocative means to try to provoke the other party and make the other party attack him desperately.

In this way, on the contrary, those leaders were more sure that they had found the weakness of Sophia's army, and they did not even continue the feint, but crossed them directly and attacked their hinterland.

This stalemate lasted for three whole days, and the early morning of the sea and winter was preparing for a full-scale retreat.

The sky that was supposed to be bright has not been shining for a long time, but it has become darker, and even the bonfire of the Orcs of the Vigil Odin has become very limited, as if it will be annihilated by darkness at any time.

Boom! Boom!

The roar of artillery resounded through the sky.

When the shell landed, it caused an explosion that shook the entire ground.

"What's going on? Aren't you going south? Why are there still people attacking the enemy?"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, the enemy is coming, they are attacking our camp!"

"Could it be that the enemy couldn't bear it and got out of his turtle shell......? If this is the case, it will be great news for us, maybe we will not have to cross them this time, and we will directly defeat them, drive them south, gather troops, and gather troops quickly. ”

"Stick to the camp, the big chief has an order, everyone stick to the camp, don't attack at will, wait for dawn, this is the enemy's trick, everyone stick to the camp, don't panic." ”

"Hold on to the camp, the Great Chief has an order ......"

"It's so dangerous, if it weren't for the reminder of the Great Chief, we would have almost been tricked again, in the middle of the night, it was pitch black all around, how could the other party touch us? ”

"Gather the army, hold the camp, do not move at will, wait for dawn, if the other party really attacks, it will be impossible to retreat back for a while, and after dawn, it will not be too late for us to strangle them. ”

After the initial commotion, the leaders of the Odin orcs reacted.

Night raids, while not a regular tactic, are not uncommon.

In night attack tactics, the number of people killed is often secondary, and the main purpose is to provoke a camp roar, taking advantage of the enemy's inability to distinguish between friend and foe and panic, and to attack their own people.

In a successful night attack, the people who are often killed by the enemy are a few, but there are not a few who are harmed by their own people.

In this area, the Odin orcs have their own advantages, because most of them are based on tribes, camped, and are very familiar with each other, they can recognize each other by their voices, and their trust is higher than that between soldiers, but it is not easy to cause camp roars.

"Why hasn't it been dawning yet? It stands to reason that at this time, the sky should have already brightened, but is it foggy today? It doesn't look like it. ”

"Listen, the movement doesn't seem right, and there is a sound of fighting in the distance. ”

"It seems that there is really a fight, could it be that the other party really sent someone to set foot in the camp?"

"Bonfires were lit around the camp, and everyone was prepared with bows and arrows, and if anyone came into our camp rashly, they were greeted with bows and arrows. ”

"It's really not right, why is this oiled campfire so weak?"

The obstruction of vision made these Odin orcs uneasy for a while, and everyone instinctively reacted by lighting as many bonfires as possible to light up the surrounding situation.

There were some ruthless people who directly set the surrounding tents on fire.

But the strange thing is that these flames seem to be suppressed by an invisible force, and they feel like they are not even half of their usual size, giving people a weak appearance.

A lot of people feel that something is wrong, but they don't know what the problem is.

The roar of the artillery not only did not become smaller, but intensified.

All kinds of fighting sounds are getting closer and closer to them.

It has brought them a huge psychological pressure, and no one knows what kind of monster will rush out of the darkness in the next second.

As the number one general under the chief of the sea winter, Greg's tribal strength is also one of the best in the sea and winter, so he is naturally qualified to lead the way and be responsible for the attack on the left.

Greg felt especially strongly about this night attack, because most of the sound was coming from the west, and they seemed to have become the main target of the other party's night attack.

As a tiger general, Greg never knew what to fear, while gathering the elite in the camp, he sent elite sentinels to probe the surrounding situation as much as possible, as long as he determined the real direction of the enemy's attack, he would take the initiative to attack, and stick to the reinforcements, which was never his style.

But when they waited left and right, they didn't see their own sentry come back, and they just sank into the sea with pebbles.

Looking at the incomparably pure dark night around him, Greg's heart couldn't help but sink.

Rather than being killed by all his sentries, Greg believed that they were lost and couldn't find their way back.

A bad guess came to Greg's mind.

What if it is not the night that hides them from them?

When the scorching sun was overhead, a strange black fog, as if it was a tangible existence, blocked in front of them, and the whole world was divided into two pictures.

I couldn't help but think of Greg.

He had seen this kind of picture not only once, but twice.

The first time was in the Broken Blood Castle, where he was the most trusted general by the side of the Chief of the Sea Winter, and went to see if the methods of the Empire of the Undead were really as useful as they boasted.

The second time was just a week ago, when the fog barrier that separated things from the east and west came out of thin air, he was also sent out by Chief Hai Ridong to check on the situation.

With a single glance, Chief Greg could confirm that the misty barrier was the same as the one that hung over the Broken Blood Keep, and that it was not formed by a force of nature.

It was his opinion that made Chief Hai Ridong dispel further temptation of the misty barrier for the first time, and put all his energy on Sophia's side.

It's just that they had all overlooked one thing before, that the enemy had the ability to create a fog barrier, and they were able to create a fog that hung over their camp, just as they had done with the Broken Blood Fortress.

What if the sky above their camp can't light up again in a short time?

Greg, who is known for his bravery, must be frightened by his own speculation.

If this really happens, the enemy doesn't need to attack them at all, and it won't be long before the Orc tribe of Odin, who are trapped by the mist, will rush out impatiently.

Not to mention that they are in the fog where they can't see their fingers, because of the cannibalism that a misunderstanding may lead to, just to say that they rushed out of the fog because of the lack of unity of orders, it is a very fatal thing.

Do not forget that three kilometers to the opposite of them is the large camp of the enemy intact.

They just need to swing the murderous long-range firepower there, and they will die as many as they go out.

Chief Greg felt like he had fallen into the freezer, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt cold, and the more he looked at the situation around him, the more in line with his guess.

For Chief Greg, the big question is, knowing what the problem is, how to break the game?

Although this fog was first used by their Odin orcs, I am afraid that few Odin orcs can explain its operating principle clearly.

Not to mention finding a way to get rid of it.

The fog can't be dispelled, everything else is empty talk.

Chief Greg now misses a smart man like Terrence very much, and the two don't usually get along very well, but at a critical moment, there is still an object of discussion.

As time went on, the sun that had not risen for a long time confirmed Chief Greg's suspicions, and at the same time further exacerbated the unease in the hearts of the Orcs below.

Many even dismounted and knelt on the ground and prayed to the god Odin.