In the dense forest on the west side of Flamewind City, many uninvited guests appeared.

The battle-scarred wolf cavalry lurking in the woods, waiting for the commander to give the order to act. At this time, the commander of the wolf cavalry legion was crouching in the dense forest, waiting for the moment when night fell.

"The two teams take turns to be on guard, and if someone enters the forest, they will be killed."

The old man in gray fur gave a cold order, and the two teams of hunters immediately began to disperse forward, silently searching the forest.

If there is anyone who can be called a "true warrior", this veteran can definitely be ranked at the top. After all, just by looking at the style, you can know that this person is a real macho man.

Even with gray hair, his physique is still very explosive, his body seems to be made of stones, and the fur coat on his body cannot hide the perfect muscle line.

The old man's left eye has only a hollow eye socket, but his dark brown right eye is extremely alert, his face is covered with black-green oil paint used for camouflage, and the two scars are staggered into an X-shape, which adds a bit of strength to his face.

A large white wolf was lying next to the old man, with a saddle and light armor draped over his back.

As you can tell from the fur that has begun to lose its luster, the wolf is certainly not young. But the general did not change his mount, but chose this beast, whose physical strength had already begun to decline, and rushed to this battlefield together.

After all, this may be his last battle.

The chaotic situation inside Warscar City, this general is naturally clear. He also knew that if he was defeated here, the contradiction between the wolf god believers and the fox god believers would be completely detonated.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. This war is the last chance for Warscar City!

"General, I think it's better to attack directly."

A tall, well-mannered man approached the general, holding a piece of paper made of animal skins: "They have rebuilt the watchtower, and when we marched, it may have been detected by the observation post." ”

"It's okay, the Flame Wind Army isn't that smart." The veteran general, who had fought with the Flame Wind Army for decades, spoke in a very positive tone: "They can't see it from such a distance, and the miscellaneous pieces they encountered on the road haven't been able to report it alive." ”

During their march, they killed a number of merchants from Flamewind, and in order to avoid detection from a distance, soldiers and mounts wore camouflage camouflage.

The old general knew that it was indeed possible for the observation post to find itself, but this probability was not high. And now, the other party has not lit a beacon fire.

In war, there are often times when you need to rely on experience and "luck" to make decisions.

As for what the general has chosen now, it is good luck on his side.

"However, the chariots of the fox god's army are easier to see." The advisor is still disagreeing.

"Young man, you're thinking too much."

The old general leaned against the trunk of the tree, folded his scarred arms, and stared at the "man of culture" who didn't look like he had come to fight: "I know what you're thinking, little ghost. Do you think the Flamewind Army has discovered us and intends to ambush us in turn......"

As he spoke, the old general reached out and stroked the rough bark, and on his face that had been battered with vicissitudes, there was an expression of contempt: "In war, experience is more important than anything. You're on the battlefield for the first time, right? The little ghost who can only talk on paper, let's experience it first. ”

"You're stubborn." The advisor shook his head.

"But my experience allows me to win, so they will invite Lao Tzu out and relead this army."

Speaking of this, the old man squinted his eyes and looked at the "little ghost" who didn't know the height of the sky: "When I fought with the Flame Wind Army, your kid was not born yet." Lao Tzu has fought with them for decades, will you not know how effective their combat power is? ”

"But just some time ago, a squad of looting wolf cavalry went and never returned." The advisor spoke out against it.

"What does that mean?" The old general sneered: "You were bitten by a mosquito and thought it would kill you?" The Flame Wind Army is finished, and that victory was just a fluke......"

Regarding the death of the old lord of Flamewind City, the general who had fought with the old lord on the battlefield was naturally very clear.

When the old lord was still alive, the Flamewind Army was a good army.

But with the new lord taking office, the combat effectiveness of that army has almost fallen off a cliff, and it has no power to fight back at all.

Even if the other party discovers the advance of Warscar City and is ready to deal with it. With the current Flame Wind Army, they can't organize any decent resistance.

In the eyes of the old general, whether it is a sneak attack or a direct march, the outcome of this war is almost doomed.

As for why this may be the last battle, it is also because he is worried that his heart attack will return, not that he is worried about being defeated by the Flame Wind Army......

"It's not helpful to say more."

Realizing that he could not convince the veteran, the strategist turned and left: "I hope you don't regret the decision you made." ”

"As long as you fight, you have nothing to regret." The general's tone was without a hint of confusion: "I never regret it. ”

Before he finished speaking, a joking female voice sounded beside him:

"Got the big reason again? Geezer. ”

The old general turned around and saw a slender figure emerge from the shadows in the forest.

The fox lady covered the ears with a black hood, her tail was hidden in her coat, and dozens of short knives were tied up and down her body, making her look like a profiteer in a weapons store.

"You're so worried about Flamewind City, you're really old." The fox girl pulled out a knife and slashed the back of the knife with her sharp nails: "Isn't it good to attack directly?" It is necessary to give the enemy a chance to prepare. ”

"The enemy hasn't spotted us yet, and I think it's better to attack at night when our defenses are lax." The battle-hardened veteran impatiently explained, "After all, they are only humans, and they will always be sleepy at night. ”

Completely different from ordinary humans, werewolves and foxes are active at night, and even the warscars who have not received the blessings of the gods are used to being seen at night.

If you want to give full play to the maximum combat effectiveness of this mixed unit, it is naturally best to launch a surprise attack at night. As for why they arrived in this forest during the day, it was due to the need to set up camps and defensive lines.

At this time, the workers were setting up a logistics camp to transport supplies at the back of the forest, and many traps had already been laid in the forest, and if the Flame Wind Army dared to attack the forest, it would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

"Set up a position here, and you're not afraid that they will burn the forest directly with a fire?" The fox girl, who looked very young, smiled, and her little face with light red fluff and pointed chin perfectly interpreted the "Internet celebrity awl face" in reality.

"The monsoon of these days is in the direction of Flamewind City. If they dare to set fire, their territory will also be on fire. ”

The scars on the old general's face began to be congested, and the X-shaped scar slowly turned dark red: "Don't bother me, I'm going to rest for a while." ”

Seeing the old man take out two pills from the cloth bag and put them in his mouth, the fox lady pouted: "Don't die before the war, old man." ”

"That's how you talk to your grandfather?" The old general who took the medicine sighed: "I'm going to beat you up when I go back, little brat." ”

"I'm also a general, you have to pass the guard first." The fox lady turned around and grimaced at the old man: "Want to teach me a lesson? Ask my guards! ”

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