Chapter 321: The Gap Before the Great War II

"All of them, build fortifications on the spot!" Xiao Yuhe's voice spread from the head of the line to the end of the team, it was not that he wanted to give up the strong fortress of the headquarters of the Death Gate, if he retreated now, his forced march of hundreds of miles would easily be caught off guard by Dai Junchou, the environment in the 100,000 mountains was very clear to his own people, and they would not suffer a loss in the field battle here. //

Most of the instructors in the Death Gate were born in local farmers, and most of their training was carried out in the field on weekdays, so how to build fortifications in the dense forest was as easy for them as eating and drinking. The towering tree was sawn off from it and turned into a roadblock, and the stump became a solid workbench. Dense traffic trenches are meandering between the tents, traps are arranged, sentinels are dispatched, base camps and medical institutions are set up in the center of the team, and of course, food and water sources are guarded by special personnel.

Master Qin's remote-controlled plane came back with the latest battle report, and the LCD screen clearly displayed the camp of the Death Gate, "Well, look at the speed at which people set up camp, and then look at our ......" Elder Qin said with a mouthful, "I'm afraid I'll have to sleep in the open tonight." ”

Feng smiled helplessly, most of his team are disciples of martial arts families, and martial arts alone may be better, but survival in these 100,000 mountains does not only rely on martial arts, at least in terms of soil work and survival in the wild, the guys from the Death Gate are more advantageous.

Doumu Hedgehog has now become a contractor, he led a large group of new troops to dig trenches, the soil layer in the 100,000 mountains is completely different from the Central Plains, the trenches are dug extremely unsmoothly, the layers of fallen leaves and loose soil on it will greatly interfere with people's vision, and the moist soil layer can not reach the strength it should be, Feng has been listening to Doumu Hedgehog shouting: "Dig deeper!" Don't be lazy! "As for it, it's not to prevent artillery attacks, and it's hard for my own people to walk when the trenches are dug so deeply.

Su Haihari was not idle, He Sanye was not lightly injured just now, and now the disciples who stole the door began to arrange traps and traps under his leadership, and of course, the senior staff of the pin gate was commanding beside him. They are also in charge of security and intelligence, and when it comes to hiding and moving at high speeds, no one is more professional than them. Door-stealing ground rats can lurk under fallen leaves for three days and three nights, while the snitches are used to coming and going, even on the treetops more than a dozen meters high.

The disciples of the Tang Sect are in charge of the important task - their identification of poisons is unmatched, so it is their job to pick ingredients and configure antidotes, the 100,000 mountains are full of poisonous things, considering the food safety and the quenching weapons that may appear on the battlefield in the future, Tang Mengli led everyone around, trying his best to collect samples of poisonous animals and plants, and then configured the corresponding antidotes.

As for Jing Lao and Doctor Mo, they were even more busy dancing, and the wailing of the wounded in the warm tent came and went, these two old guys were not cute angels in white, they pressed the wounded on the bed mercilessly, and then raised their knives in their hands, recovering the vitality of the team in the wailing "Boy, bear with me, who made you so careless." Don't howl, don't you just break two ribs, and then dare to call me to replace it with stainless steel for you! Doctor Mo really couldn't stand the wailing of a group of big men in unison, and couldn't help but threaten him, this time he really calmed everyone, if anyone provoked this old man with a sullen face, he went down with a shot of anesthetic to "help you" change parts.

Because of the mistake in the command just now, he is now honestly following the side of Kui Wood Wolf and Liu Jinlong, the head of the wind media, listening to the heated discussion of the information just now, and then making a detailed tactical plan. What makes Drinking Blood incomprehensible is why Kaede has such a strange brain, these tactical analyses that he can't understand are as simple as a comic book in front of Kaede, he only needs to casually glance a few times to grasp the main point, and then he can also understand it. "It's called talent." Drinking blood and thinking helplessly, what is his talent? Could it be the control of the dragon's teeth? He touched the little one in his arms, yes, the dragon's tooth is my companion.

At ten o'clock that night, the big tent of the death gate.

"I think that in the 100,000 mountains, it may be a good way to attack with fire." The Yin and Yang envoy kept looking up at the starry sky since he came out of the moon, and finally got the information he needed, "There will be wind these days, and the wind direction is favorable to us." "Uncle Liu Huang's eight-hundred-mile company camp, he was burned by Lu Xun and lost his armor, if such a tactic is used on Dai Junchou's body, I don't know how effective it will be?

"Fire attack?" Xiao Yuhe stared at the map without saying a word, the 100,000 mountains are his hometown, every tree and grass here is his people, and they are all his wealth, and he really can't bear to burn this qiē. Moreover, the forest fire is extremely difficult to control, if it is out of control, Xiao Yuhe does not dare to think about it. "No, this method has a dry heavenly harmony, so let's give up. We may not lose in positional warfare, let the Divine Sword Envoy pay attention to vigilance, and the small force of Dai Jun's Chip is very good at penetration. ”

"I understand. However, does the Sect Master really want to give up the fire attack? According to the subordinates, if we use fire, we have at least a ninety percent chance of victory, and there is almost no loss. "The Yin and Yang Envoy is an extremely murderous person, and the madness and disregard in his bones make him a little short-sighted, or rather, lacking the compassion of a king.

"That's it, don't talk about it again." Is there really no loss? Maybe in the eyes of your yin and yang envoys, compared with people's lives and the status of the rivers and lakes, these forests, these people may not be nothing, but I am their king, their gods and beliefs, I need to take their beliefs to make every decision, no matter whether they win or lose, the culture and nature accumulated for thousands of years should not be destroyed. Even if you might lose, you have to leave something else for future generations.

Xiao Yuhe may not know that he missed the best opportunity to defeat Dai Junchou, and he would not have expected that it was precisely because of his kindness that there would be much less bloody wind and rain on the rivers and lakes. Mr. Liang has a kind of energy