The federal military firearms represented by the Grumman rifle, in order to take into account the range, accuracy, stability, and cost, most of the whole products belong to the classic mediocrity, and Weiss's design comes from the museum exhibits he is familiar with, a considerable part of which are old Maozi goods and their imitations, their most prominent feature is that the leather is durable, easy to produce, so that some fine index requirements can be abandoned, Weiss also strives to uphold this fine tradition. For example, the semi-automatic rifle in his hand, which uses standard rifle cartridges, is produced by Grumman, but the design drawings are provided by him, and even if it is dipped in muddy water a few times, it can be used normally after a little cleaning - the original intention of being born for war is now invaluable on the battlefield.

With the correct concept of sharpening knives and not cutting wood, Weiss asked the soldiers to organize their guns, count ammunition, drink and eat, and move their limbs to adjust and recover. There is a saying that "the boat is small and it is good to turn around", if they are single-minded about retreating, they can completely avoid the Normans chasing and intercepting, and get out of the danger area before dawn. Considering that the main forces of the guerrilla advance party had most likely arrived in the secret camps, and that the first rearguard units had gone far enough, it seemed unnecessary for them to continue to risk delaying the enemy. Hurriedly filling his stomach, Weiss calmly pondered the situation and weighed the pros and cons while wiping his gun. This battle, starting from infiltrating the enemy transport ship, basically surprised the Normans in every link, and every battle caused the Normans to suffer heavy losses, is it enough? From a tactical point of view, the guerrilla advance force had done enough, but from a strategic point of view, the battle had not yet completely defeated the Normans: at first glance, the enemy had several groups of marines in front of and behind, and they were all in good order, but in fact they were not. The original Norman troops were obviously not not elite front-line combat forces, it was quite easy to crush them, this kind of troops lost hundreds of people, and the Norman high-level estimated that they would not feel distressed, and the later Norman troops were not bad, and the guerrilla advance guard gave them a painful blow by relying on an unconventional ambush on a rainy night, but it was not painful enough - it was too late to count the results of the battle, and now think about it carefully, although the enemy has seven or eight hundred crews, it is estimated that less than half of the dead are here, with the Norman physique and battlefield medical conditions, A considerable number of the wounded will soon be able to return to the battlefield, and for these veterans who have been through many battles, one more wound will not only not reduce their combat effectiveness, but will sharpen their will. What can make the Norman top brass care about should be those veterans who will never come back, which is a valuable asset that cannot be exchanged for new recruits and new guns.

Weiss found the answer he wanted from a long period of thought, and resolutely got up, his eyes bright.

"Come on, brothers!"

The warriors gathered around him.

"I think our troops have been freed from the pursuit of the enemy, so we don't need to carry psychological baggage anymore. The next thing we have to do is to follow the previous group of enemies, kick them in the ass from behind, hurt them and even break them, and then move back to our camp. How's that, what do you think? ”

Weiss's heroic words made the young warriors excited, although it was not an easy road, and even arrogant to outsiders, but the warriors knew and trusted their commander, knew that the night was his home field, and that they could do anything under the cover of night, so they were full of longing and fearless.

"Alright, everyone get ready for a quick march, it's our turn to pursue the enemy!"

With that, Weiss wrung out his wet coat and tied it around his waist, fastened his belt, and put his rifle on his back, and when the soldiers were quickly tidying up, they set out on a new journey. At night, they walked quickly through the mountains and forests, and although they tripped over tree roots from time to time, or stepped into mud puddles and wrestled, none of them slowed down. Climbing over two hills, Weiss found traces of the enemy in his field of vision. As he expected, the enemy had no substantial gains in the half-day pursuit, and felt that the opponent had taken advantage of the environment to conceal himself, so he slowed down and divided into several squads to march separately. Of course, it is not safe to do so, but with their cruisers present, they can quickly launch a counterattack even if they are ambushed.

Weiss led his soldiers on his way to the enemy, and after about an hour, he found that the enemy in front of him was not leaving. As the night deepened, the temperature in the mountains and forests dropped rapidly, and the enemy lit bonfires in the woods as if to keep warm. There were piles here and there, as if they were afraid that their opponents would not know that they had dispersed their forces.

If something is abnormal, it will be a demon. With a few miles to go, Weiss asked his warriors to stop and climb the trees to reconnoiter the enemy as usual. After finding out the enemy's situation, I couldn't help but wonder a little: the enemy was really strange, a group sat around the campfire, and there were only three or two sentries nearby, which did not look like an ambush to lure the enemy. No, it's certainly just an illusion! They must have lured the enemy with their bodies, and let the Norman cruisers hovering over this mountain forest play the protagonist of the ambush battle.

Since the enemy doesn't play his cards according to the routine, Weiss doesn't follow the usual path. After some observation, he got out of the tree, had the fighters make two "primers" with time-delay fuse-bound explosives, set a delay of 10 and 15 minutes, and then moved the team north to hide behind a hill slightly above the ground. Not long after, the first "primer" exploded as scheduled, and with such a big movement, how could the Normans sit still? The cruiser's searchlight immediately projected a beam of light in this direction, and the Norman soldiers around the campfire quickly formed a formation and moved in search formation to this side. They left the campfire, and they gave up the layout of echoing each other, although the teams still maintained a more appropriate distance, but marching at night, it is inevitable to take care of one or the other, Weiss has a pair of "fiery eyes", what he wants is such an opportunity!

Five minutes later, the second "primer" exploded, dividing into groups of Norman soldiers, some speeding up, others hesitating. While they were on the move, they were unable to maintain real-time contact, and by the time one of the teams sent a messenger to relay new instructions to the other teams, the distance between the teams had widened.

"Everyone follow me and listen to me. Fight back with one blow, don't fall in love! ”

After admonishing the soldiers, Weiss took his semi-automatic rifle, which was already loaded and ready to shoot with the safety open, and crawled out of the side of the hill with his waist bent. Along the way, he deliberately slowed down to avoid making noises that might alert the enemy, and when he reached about two hundred feet from the group behind the enemy, that is, sixty or seventy meters, he stopped and raised his gun.

Thanks to the searchlight of the Norman cruiser, even ordinary vision could faintly see the enemy's figure at this time, but in order to achieve the desired effect, Weiss still chose a special vision that was exhausting and laborious, combined with first-class static shooting skills, and fired six bullets at six different enemies in one go.

The first two explosions had broken the silence of the mountain forest, and when the gunshots rang out, people did not feel abrupt in perception, but for the commanders of the battle, the explosions were all possible, and the gunshots meant the real enemy attack. So, someone shouted in Norman to urge the soldiers into battle, and the teams of men and horses began to move, and the searchlight of the Norman cruiser also followed, but when they pounced, they found that only their own soldiers were shooting into the clearing, and the enemy was nowhere to be found, and there was no way to judge how many men and horses and how much equipment.

After the attrition of the day, this time, the Norman cruiser finally stopped bombarding everywhere with impunity, but quietly acted as a mobile light source. Seeing the weakened side of the enemy, Weiss attacked decisively. After leading the soldiers to the area not covered by the searchlights of the enemy ship, he hid under the branches and leaves of a large tree and fired several shots in succession, destroying two of the enemy's searchlights - for a cruiser, two fewer searchlights are nothing, but with the current industrial technology and manufacturing costs, the cost of replacing two searchlights is worth several cannons!

Searchlight was given ?? Now, the Normans still have to endure it? Suddenly, a burst of artillery fire was fired at the suspicious position. This kind of unreasonable firepower sweep is very easy to cause accidental injuries in night battles. After a while, the Norman soldiers on the ground used flashlights to send light signals into the sky. At this time, even with the reluctance of a hundred people, the crew of the Norman battleship had to stop firing.

The "octopus" in the sky became the "six-clawed monster", and although the pillars of the searchlights were still so dazzling, the night that shrouded the mountains and forests became thicker and thicker, and those pillars of light could only illuminate a very limited space, and outside of the light, Weiss led his soldiers to a happy guerrilla war. The mountains and forests have become their hunting grounds. Gunfire after gunfire, the Normans who left the campfire fell into a situation of passive beating, whether they were on the spot, waiting for the rabbits, or actively attacking and maneuvering, they were helpless against this group of ghostly enemies, and Weiss seemed to have returned to the wind and snow of the Monamolin Mountains, but the roles were reversed, and he and his warriors played the role of iguanas......

"Dragon! Dragon Clumber Haysen! ”

In the middle of the gunfire, someone on the Norman's side suddenly shouted Weiss's name. He listened attentively, and his heart throbbed: It's Ze's voice!

At first, he didn't answer, but the other side seemed to catch some kind of message from this silence, and then shouted: "I don't want to be your enemy, and I don't want our brothers to kill each other, but this is war." Come out! Let's wrap it up! ”

Weiss was determined, and it was no secret that the missing eldest son of the Clumber-Haytham family had returned as the military governor of Lorraine of the Norman Empire in Somsonas, so there was no need for him to deliberately hide this from the warriors, so he replied in a loud voice: "Hello, my brother, His Excellency Baron Alla Scala of the Norman Empire. Do you think that we are still living in the age of knights, and we can decide the outcome of the battle by fighting alone? ”

The reverberation in the forest made it difficult for the enemy to accurately judge the direction through the sound, not to mention that the opponent's every move could not escape his "magic eye", so he spoke. However, the heart of defense is indispensable, and after speaking out, he quickly moved his position with his fighters to prevent the enemy from sweeping away the threat through a wide range of artillery bombardment.

The fact that the artillery fire did not ring out did not mean that the opponent intended to fight them in a dignified manner. Moving to a new hidden position, Weiss poked his head out to take a look, and the enemy sent two teams of soldiers to flank the position he had just been in. During this time, Ze continued to shout, roughly saying that Weiss's previous research base in the air "made a big mess in the heavenly palace", coerced the chief researcher of Norman flying technology, pushed the Clumber-Haysen family to the edge of the cliff, and also dealt a catastrophic blow to his prestige and position, and he himself was tired of this kind of rat-like anti-guerrilla warfare. Since the brothers met here, they simply had a good time - not to take their lives, only to win or lose, and to admit defeat completely if they lose, and no longer be enemies of each other.

Although these words were a bit demagogic, Weiss's heart was like a mirror at the moment. Using a duel to end the brothers' war sounds frank, but even if Ze is sincere, those Normans behind him will not agree, so this is a meaningless false proposition at all.