Chapter 165: Guerrilla Warfare from the East to the West

In addition, the southern generals knelt on the ground with snot and tears, crying, shouting that there was a ghost in the corpse raising river, and when they crossed the dark river, many soldiers were swallowed up by the dark river.

The Corpse River is just under the steep cliffs in the south, and in order to reinforce the south, it is necessary to cross this tributary of the dark river, or to detour from the west to the north from the ancient bridge ten miles ahead, and reach the east.

However, when two waves of their soldiers jumped off the river to reinforce them, the river that had just been calm suddenly swelled, and a huge wave struck, and after the tide ebbed and flowed, the two hundred soldiers who crossed the river in front of them never raised their heads again.

They could only be forced to make a big detour from the west.

The muse had nowhere to vent, so he could only take the pistol and shoot six shots into the sky with a thud. The resentment in my heart has not been alleviated, on the contrary, the hatred has reached the point where there is no addition.

"General be careful".

At this moment, a soldier with sharp eyes, as if he saw a slight tremor in the corpse, instinctively pounced and withdrew the muse far away.

"Boom", followed by a shake on the ground, emitting a dazzling spark.

"Phew, Phew"! Muse felt that his mouth was filled with the fragrance of earth, and his arms around his waist seemed to be scattered.

It's just that he hasn't fully stood up straight, and out of the intuition of a veteran, he suddenly feels that his whole body is locked by something, and a carp that has nothing to do with dignity rolls, and with a "poof", a magazine passes over his head.

"Quick, escort the general back to the camp". After a few moments, layers of soldiers formed a human wall and carefully returned the muse to the camp.

However, even though Muse was still alive, it was not difficult to see from Tie Qing's face that he was not too frightened.

……

And after the battle at the foot of the mountain, will Carlo still be able to sleep peacefully?

Obviously, it was unlikely, he gathered all the teams, and the goal was not to support Xing Shisan's return to the east, but to run straight towards the enemy's western base camp.

At this time, the Muses still had 20,000 troops in the western base camp, but their commander did not expect that the battle that had just been in full swing in the east would lead to this side in an instant.

While he was still resting, the Baloch army had arrived as promised, with bazookas and mortars, like a deadly attack.

In the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth were filled with space.

As for the large contingent of the coalition forces at the moment, they are basically assembled in the east to discuss the division of the pot, and the reinforcements in the north and south are extremely limited.

What about Kagilili? At this time, it made a big bend and appeared in the rear of the base camp, carrying out a relentless attack on the enemy army.

There is only one exception, that is, Luo Er, who is beside the little girl, and her face does not have the panic of wartime.

The corners of her mouth moved as if she was talking, but no one heard her under the gunfire.

The person who can chat with her during this period is none other than the same old monster Kaha who has lived for thousands of years.

"You use the little black of the dark river to kill innocents again"? On the corpse river, Jia Ye stood on the surface of the water in the air, there was no one around, and she didn't make a sound, but her gorgeous red lips opened lightly, as if she could transmit thousands of miles.

"Kill it, kill it, what's so strange, I'm not killing people on the first day." Luo Yi shrugged her shoulders, and there was not a ripple in her heart.

Ka Ye was angry and shouted in a low voice: "Luo Erpo, the rules of heaven and earth, karma, you are destroying the order, and you help him, don't you be afraid that the white clothes will trouble you"?

Luo Yi snorted coldly with disdain, and said: "I only know that the rules of heaven and earth are weak and strong, and he is now my brother, I naturally want to protect him, in this land, if you want to bully, I can only bully him."

Kaye shook his head and sighed, "You are too deep into the play."

"Haha"!

Luo Yi smiled and said silently: "I'm just too deep in the play, lonely for thousands of years, it's rare to find a fun, I enjoy my current life."

……

Eastern Barracks.

After a burst of fire from the Muse, it finally turned calm, and suddenly the ground shook, and after a while, a soldier came to report: "General, in the direction of the base camp, are we rushing back?"

"No", said the Muse firmly, "this must be the enemy's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, and their target must still be in the east." Besides, there are still 20,000 soldiers in the camp, can they be tossed by some clowns who jump off the beams"?

"The general is wise".

It's just fifteen minutes after his words fell, an envoy from the base camp came with bad news: "General, the base camp is about to fall, hurry up and support."

"Leave 20,000 soldiers behind, and the rest will go with me. No, leave 30,000 soldiers behind, and if the enemy attacks, even if the whole army is destroyed, drag me to hold them back." The Muses were almost blown up, and the Baloch tribes, who had been ravaged by them at will before, now had the upper hand everywhere like a hanging.

Western Theater.

The fight was in full swing, and there was gunfire everywhere, as if it was about to blow the ground in half.

Carlo.

There was a line of soldiers standing around him, and he gave an instruction to a few of his cronies beside him: "If the enemy's Wuzhi appears in a while, do everything you can to get it down for me, otherwise it will always be our nightmare."

……

By the time the Muses returned, there were only one or two thousand remnants of the 20,000 soldiers in the original camp.

However, the losses of the Baloch tribe in this battle were also huge, after all, the firepower of the base camp was fierce, and the soldiers were strong enough, even if it was a sneak attack, it was only a ** open, injuring 1,000 enemies and losing 800.

However, it was full of momentum, especially the supplies, food, ammunition, and fresh water almost ransacked the base camp, and even if it could not be taken away, it was completely destroyed.

The most noteworthy thing is that the enemy helicopter gunships were finally destroyed by them due to their low flight when they bombarded them indiscriminately, which can be said to be the best news for them.

"What about them, what about people"? Muse opened his mouth and roared.

The expressions of the soldiers present were gloomy, and the remaining supreme commander opened his mouth and said lonely: "They have withdrawn to the mountain."

"What", the muse's fist clenched angrily, and he gritted his teeth and scolded: "These damn Baloch tribes, don't they dare to fight head-on."

After a pause, he made the next decision: "Inform the four directions of the south, south, west, and north, except for the south, and in two hours, the rest of the people will bring their weapons and follow me up the mountain."

In the past, the reason for the delay was that the Baloch tribe was short of food and ammunition, and there was a riot in the sky, which could trap them alive, but now, on the contrary, the base camp was ended, and the supply of the Patan tribe was seriously insufficient, and they had to fight quickly.

As for the dangerous land in the south, the terrain is straight up, and it is not a simple matter to come down, as long as 10,000 soldiers are guarded, it is enough!

After a long battle, the sky was already beginning to break, and a white cloud appeared in the sky, opening the first dawn of the day.

"Happy"! Carlo, whose face was bruised by a grenade and was thrown with blood stains, was not bandaged in the slightest, and sat on the ground with irrepressible joy on his face.

Since the Baloch and Patan had been at war, today was the happiest battle he had ever fought.

Although their casualties were equally enormous, they were much better than those of the Patans.

"Now is not the time to be happy, when we have won the big battle completely, is the time when we really deserve to celebrate." Xing Shisanben didn't want to attack him, but as the saying goes, arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and if they think that the world is invincible from now on, then the Balo tribe will never have a place to turn over.

Since the previous battle, they still have fifty or sixty thousand soldiers, and there will certainly be even fewer who can participate in the battle, and the Pathans, despite their heavy losses in the first two battles, have been sharply reduced in number, according to their estimates, their number is now around 100,000.

There is certainly no chance of winning a head-to-head confrontation, but ...... Xing Shisan's eyes glowed with a strange light.

Whoever wins and who loses, it should be a decision!

Carlo nodded when he heard this, if it was before, he would definitely not be so polite, even if he was an envoy for reinforcements. However, the strategies of these two wars were almost all set up by the soldiers of these three mysterious countries.

Every link and every buckle is a control of the current situation and people's hearts, meticulous, each of these three people is, in a sense, an outstanding talent with one enemy and ten thousand.

"If you can take them under you, wouldn't he be a tiger with wings." Suddenly, my mind turned, and my heart and eye hit them.

But now that the war is imminent, he still knows the priorities.

The morning light slowly opened the curtain, and it was another gorgeous and colorful morning, bringing freshness to the world.

However, the fresh and elegant morning exudes a different kind of smell under the strong smell of gunpowder.

"General, here, northeast, west and three roads." Carlo's lieutenant gathered the battles and reported to him.

Carlo nodded, looked at the thousand soldiers standing neatly in front of him, and saluted solemnly: "Soldiers of the elite regiment, we have no chance of winning in a head-to-head battle, if there is, I will not let you die in vain, you can rest assured, my family and I Swear to God that I will take good care of them like you, and I will come to your grave to visit you every year."

"Withdraw"!

What he wants to retreat from is the direction of the southern cliff, and the 1,000 elites are the way to break the back, nine deaths, and it is difficult for anyone to survive.

However, war is like that, and someone has to die.

"Up"!

In stark contrast to Carlo, Muse is working hard to completely wash away the shame of this morning, and only the blood of the enemy can completely wash away the previous shame.

Baloch.

The elite regiment is divided into three ways, each group of 300 people, leaving a hundred dark soldiers for mobile troops, don't underestimate the small thousand troops in the jungle, occasionally engage in small actions, and add the foreshadowing made before, such as digging a cave, covering it with branches and vines, such as a hundred-year-old tree that seems to be good, and suddenly stops and breaks.