The senior officers received the military orders, and one by one they stepped down from the Dianjiangtai and returned to their respective units, ready to lead the army to attack.

Although the exhaustion on their faces could not be concealed, the generals were still in high spirits and were not greatly affected.

Except for the worried Tang Feng.

Since the last time he discussed it with Anthony, he has been paying more attention to the battle formation.

With an idea in his heart, and then observing and paying attention to those small details that he would hardly notice, Tang Feng became more and more sure of Anthony's guess.

And the closer it is to the final moment, it also means that the time for the launch of Frankie's plan is getting closer and closer.

With the fame and ability of the famous mainland general Frankie, once this long-lasting and far-reaching plan is launched, Aberdeen and the soldiers may not have the slightest possibility of escaping.

But even the leader only saw through the enemy's intentions and couldn't guess the details of the specific implementation of the plan. Tang Feng could only be anxious, but he couldn't explain it in detail to the officers in Aberdeen.

There was still a chance to sabotage the enemy's plans, but unfortunately General John did not fully listen to the words of the leader, and missed an extremely valuable opportunity in vain.

Alas~

So far, all Tang Feng can do is be careful and vigilant. The rest had to walk and resign themselves to fate.

General John watched his generals leave, and a strange emotion suddenly rose in his heart.

Compared with the time when he first swore out from Aberdeen, the scene now seems a little cold and depressed. The old brother who used to drink and brag together has left forever and is on the way back to his hometown.

This made General John feel both angry and helpless.

I'm afraid I can't avenge the old guys.

The dead are gone, and his current task is to bring his good brothers and the warriors below him back to Aberdeen safely.

The various units lined up in a neat phalanx below, led by the officer, left in line and rushed to the cruel battlefield ahead.

General John looked at the solemn phalanx, and suddenly realized that the array of warriors was obviously much thinner.

Taranto's increasingly frequent and proactive attacks resulted in greater casualties on both sides of the war.

Flags are flying, war drums are ringing!

The brave warriors broke through the morning fog and rushed to the strong line of defense in front of the Horseshoe Canyon with neat steps.

Immediately, the earth-shattering sound of killing rang out, arrows flew down like rain, and in some areas of the battlefield, sporadic magical brilliance fell one after another.

This is the fifth time that the Aberdeen Army has attacked the Taranto Defence.

My hometown is close at hand, but the way back is blocked by this checkpoint. The Aberdeen soldiers were angry and anxious, and hated the enemy so much that their teeth itched. Even if they don't mention the opposing identities of rebellion and rebellion, even if there is no urging and military orders from the commander, they will be tireless and frenzied attacks regardless of their pain.

If a strong man falls into a state of madness, it is almost impossible to subdue him without three or five strong men of equal strength.

If it is an army, or even an entire army, that is in a state of frenzy, then they are almost invincible.

At least for the Taranto rebels, it is.

Although Taranto's soldiers also worked hard, their fighting spirit was no less than weak. But in the face of the entire Aberdeen army, which had already gone berserk, their resistance still seemed a little weak.

A strong man with a long scar on his face and no less than 20 wounds on his body, wiped off the blood mixed with sweat or the sweat that seeped into the blood on his face with one hand, and pulled out the long arrow inserted in his shoulder with the other hand, and threw it aside without frowning, allowing the blood to flow out suddenly.

At his feet were the corpses of his enemies, his former enemies, to be exact. In the last second, half of Taranto's elite veteran had been cut off by him.

"Who else!"

The big man with the scar hissed and roared, like a wounded wolf.

He stood on the ground with his knife, his body trembling, as if he would fall to the ground at any moment. But the murderous aura on his body and the strong smell of blood that can't be dissolved all remind people that this is definitely not a character that can be ignored.

Even if he was seriously injured and died, it was the same.

The scar man arrogantly invited to fight, but did not receive any response. Looking around, he suddenly found that there was no trace of any Taranto rebels in sight.

But around him, there were Aberdeen comrades in a similar condition.

The scarred man was stunned for a moment, his expression a little dazed.

Is this a breakthrough? Lao Tzu has broken through the defenses of Taranto's grandchildren?

The scarred man, who quickly came to his senses, did not cheer and celebrate, but lifted the long knife, which was already a little curled, dragged his scarred tired body, and swept towards the nearest battle group like a gust of wind.

Over there, the battle of the companions is not over.

The victory came so quickly and so suddenly that General John was a little caught off guard and wondered if he was dreaming.

Fighting a war is not about pushing all armies into battle and letting the soldiers rush forward and kill them. Like General John's preparation for this big battle, he set which troops would take the lead, which troops would follow in relay, and so on.

The advantage of this is that it will allow all units to take turns and rest, so that they will not be too tired and affect their combat effectiveness. It can also maintain a continuous high-pressure posture against the enemy's defense line, slapping the river bank like a wave, not giving them a chance to breathe.

But now it was only the second wave of attacks, and the enemy's defenses had already been broken through in many places. Aberdeen's warriors swarmed through the breach, and the once impregnable defensive line suddenly burst into flames and collapsed in an instant.

Such a great opportunity, of course, General John will not let go. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately ordered the whole army to assault and pursue the enemy.

The follow-up measures that were prepared before were not used, and there was no need to think about it at this time. The situation is very favorable to your side, so you can just send all your troops out to hunt down the remnants of the enemy and expand the results of the battle.

……

It's late at night.

The endless white tents seemed to cover the entire ground.

The moonlight is like water, and the soft moonlight falls down, so that the flowers, trees, and camp tents are wrapped in a blurry and dreamy coat.

There was silence between heaven and earth, as if the whole world had entered a sweet dreamland.

The breeze was blowing, carrying with it a few birdsong from nowhere. The red flames jumping and burning in the fire plate, and the regular footsteps of the soldiers on patrol at night, did not break the dreamlike environment, but only added to the peace and tranquility of the moment.

General John did not sleep.

As long as the enemy commander Frankie has not been captured or killed, General John will not be able to sleep soundly.

Maybe it's been suppressed for too long, like a spring, pressed by the Taranto rebels led by Franky intentionally or unintentionally, the Aberdeen soldiers who are arrogant and never look at each other in their eyes finally have a big outburst, and beat the opponent to the ground with an extremely violent attitude.

It was the coolest and most exhilarating battle Aberdeen has ever fought. With the hardest and strongest fists, crush everything that stands in your way, whether it's enemies or fortifications.

It's cool, but it's not without a price.

Regardless of the casualties of the troops, even the lucky warriors who survived the battlefield safely had exhausted all their mental and physical strength.

When General John gave the order to stop the pursuit and return to the camp, many soldiers collapsed on the ground as if they were suddenly deflated.

In the end, it took almost three times as long as the pursuit to finally gather all the troops.

Seeing this situation, General John couldn't care about the excitement and celebration, and immediately ordered the whole army to return to the camp to rest.

The warriors could rest, but the army commander could not rest with them.

As soon as the exhausted warriors got their heads on the pillows, they slept to death without caring about anything.

The whole camp was quiet, as if it were an empty camp.

At this time, if a brigade of elite suddenly arrived, attacked Aberdeen's camp. The number of people did not need to be too large, only three or five brigades were enough to wipe out the Aberdeen army that had returned from the great victory.

How could General John be carelessly nervous?

Although Aberdeen's warriors killed fiercely during the day, the Taranto rebels may not have the courage to turn back and play a sneak attack. But if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if, in the face of Franky, General John did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Fortunately, General John still had an elite force in his hands.

As a result, the pro-guards, who were not sent to the battlefield during the day, made a temporary cameo appearance and played the role of patrol and vigilance.

**No words.

He was greatly relieved that what General John feared had not happened.

The assembled military horns sounded, and the soldiers walked out of the resting tents one after another, and under the command and leadership of their respective commanders, they lined up one phalanx after another.

General John on the high platform was silent, secretly observing.

Looking at the demeanor and movements of the soldiers, it is clear that a night's rest is not enough for them to fully recover. But everyone's tired faces were filled with relaxed smiles.

After crossing this hurdle, you will be able to return to your hometown in no time!

General John could feel everyone's feelings.

Even he felt that the big stone in his heart had finally fallen to the ground at this moment, the pressure on his shoulders suddenly disappeared, and the whole person became relaxed.

The great battle is over, and the enemy has run away. General John, knowing what was in everyone's minds at this time, immediately complied with the will of the people, gave a few words of praise and encouragement, and then ordered the camp to be set up and returned to the province of Aberdeen.

The soldiers applauded!

The Aberdeen army was still in their original camp at this time, and although they had defeated the Taranto rebels and driven them away, it was not a good place to camp in the Horseshoe Canyon. Moreover, the army was tired yesterday, and did not have the energy to set up camp separately, so General John did not move at all.

It is not a simple matter for a large army to set up camp, and it is not something that can be left immediately. It took another half an hour for the Aberdeen army to march mightily.

Even now, General John did not let his guard down. Detectives were sent out in all directions, beware of Frankie's possible ambush and sneak attack.

The army walked cautiously for two hours, and finally walked out of the winding horseshoe canyon.

The Taranto rebels wondered if they were frightened, or if Frankie felt that he could not stop the return of Aberdeen's army, so he gave up on blocking it completely. Anyway, along the way, the army of Da Boding didn't even see a shadow of an enemy.

At this time, the sun is already in the sky.

General John gave the order, and the army immediately stopped. The warriors ate dry food and rested for a while before continuing to get up and hurry.

Now, everyone's mentality is even more relaxed.

Some fighters even had the mood to enjoy the scenery along the way, looking left and right as they walked. Some even whispered to their comrades-in-arms, and laughed shallowly from time to time.

The whole army is less sloppy and ruthless, but has a bit of a taste of outing.

The old and steady general saw it and frowned quite uneasily. I wanted to open my mouth to scold a few words, but I looked back at General John in the middle of the team, and finally chose to keep silent.

Since the commander of the army is blind to the situation in front of him, why should he force himself out and do that annoying thing thanklessly.

The army marched north without hurrying, and before you knew it, it had walked a few more miles.

Until a cavalryman galloped over, the sound of the horse's hooves suddenly made everyone's hearts tense.

The last hurdle has already been broken by us, is there any urgent military situation that cannot be achieved now?

"General Qiyu, five miles ahead of the enemy's situation!"