Stomp and tread

The sound of horses' hooves rang out north of the camp of the Undead Legion, and a continuous stream of military tents appeared in front of them. Then the undead knight in armor turned over and dismounted, and strode in with a team of 4th order knights behind him. The undead legionnaires patrolling the route bowed one after another to show their respect for this man.

A group of high-ranking generals walked out of the big tent of the Chinese army, standing separately according to their ranks. The soul flames in his eyes danced, showing that the already cold heart had traces of revival again.

"Where's Nicholas?"

"In"

"The indigenous guerrilla tactics have done great harm to our army, and the Dark Well has been subjected to a steady stream of attacks, resulting in a period of weakness lasting up to three months. Fortunately, thanks to the advice of Nicholas, the pioneer general of the Dark 358 Regional Division, our army successfully passed through the period of weakness. Therefore, the Immortal Grand Duke is commended, and from now on, Nicholas will be promoted to the vanguard commander of the Dark 358 Region, commanding 100,000 undead knights and millions of skeletons, responsible for attacking the ten enemy cities in the region."

With that, the man took a token from his waist and handed it to Nicholas.

Looking at the flickering light on the token, the soul flame in Nicholas's eyes pulsed wildly. Then he stretched out his hand and respectfully took it, took a deep breath, and calmed down the slightly excited mood.

"The Immortal Grand Duke hopes that General Nicholas can open this mountain as soon as possible and make the first contribution to my castle of the dead."

"We will not disappoint the expectations of the Grand Duke"

Nicholas said loudly, and then the soul flame in his eyes beat wildly again, as if he had thought of something and spoke to the messenger.

"There will be a plan at the end, I hope the messenger will convey it"

"What's the plan?"

The flames in the emissary's eyes began to beat, and he asked aloud.

Nicholas quickly organized his words in his heart, knowing that this was his perfect opportunity, so he no longer did anything to hide and dragged out the countermeasures that he had thought of for the past three months.

"Attack the enemy's shortcomings with my strengths"

"What is the weakness of attacking the enemy with my strengths?"

"Why does the envoy think these natives can start guerrilla tactics so easily?"

"Break it up and strike at the head"

"Dare to ask the envoy, once our army is reduced to zero, will it still have combat effectiveness?"

"This?"

The messenger hesitated, the soul flame in his eyes flickering, and then shook his head slowly at Nicholas.

"The lower the level of the undead creatures we are, the more sluggish they become, and once they lose the command of their superior generals, they will become a plate of loose sand."

"If this matter is handed over to our Terran servant army, will it be possible to achieve indigenous guerrilla tactics?"

"Neither way"

The envoy said cleanly, if this guerrilla tactic is really easy to deal with, it will not become a headache for the Grand Duke. Now, only three months have passed, but the guerrilla tactics of the natives are spreading like a plague. For the first ten days, it was just a division of Dark Area 358, which appeared in the Nicholas War Zone. But with that comes the entire Dark 358 Partition and the mountains that stretch over it.

According to the deductions of the wise men, there must be a very convenient means of transmitting information within this world, otherwise it would be impossible to achieve full-scale guerrilla warfare in a short period of time.

"Soldiers are expensive and sluggish, generals are noble and shrewd"

"A sluggish and strong soldier is the body of an entire army, and a shrewd general is a brilliant mind. Once the mind and body are separated, what awaits is the fate of being harvested by the enemy."

"But the natives are completely different, their soldiers are shrewd, they are strong, and they can do everything they can to harm us on the basis of self-preservation. As soon as you face the army, you immediately flee away. Like a wolf, looking for our weak spots and attacking"

Nicholas said slowly, and the generals behind him kept nodding. Thinking of the hardships I have endured in the hands of the natives in the past three months, I can't help but recognize this sentence a little more.

There was a look of surprise in the flame of the emissary's soul, and he couldn't imagine that Nicholas could analyze this guerrilla tactic to the core, and it seemed that he had put a lot of hard work into this matter. But after thinking about it, he was the one who proposed the countermeasures in the first place, so I looked forward to it a little more. Perhaps a weakness in guerrilla tactics has been identified.

"I don't know if the messenger has noticed a phenomenon, but now it looks like we've lost a lot. But if you really count them, you will find that most of them are low-level skeletons. As long as the undead great magicians move their minds, they don't know how many skeletons can summon."

"Besides, did they really occupy our newly built undead town?"

The voice sounded in the ears of the Death Knight generals, and the soul flames flickered, and they fell into deep thought one by one.

Skeletons are cannon fodder that can be summoned at will, if the dark element is sufficient. It is completely possible for the undead archmages to hook the underworld in the world behind them, open the gates of the underworld, and mobilize several times the skeleton army.

After three months of fighting each other, are the natives really ignorant of these issues? Then the question arises, why didn't they take it directly after the attack on the town of death?. And then use the town as bait to attract the surrounding undead knights and necromancers to start a battle? The envoy thought of this, and the anticipation in the soul flame in his eyes became a little stronger.

"Based on the general's inference over the past three months, this is the Achilles' heel of indigenous guerrilla tactics," Nicholas exclaimed.

The spirits of the dead generals couldn't help but be shocked, the soul flames in their eyes flickered, and the scorching aura gradually spread. The Achilles' heel of guerrilla tactics? If the General's words are indeed proven to be correct, then Dark Area 358 will definitely be able to rise to the occasion.

The messenger stared at Nicholas as if he had turned into a hungry wolf at this moment.

"What weakness?"

"It's not that the natives don't want to occupy it, it's that the natives can't occupy it"

"Can't?"

The messenger was stunned for a moment, then a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then anger burned in the soul flames. What a Nicholas, you dare to play this messenger. Countless spectres of light swarmed in, and then turned into a tremendous pressure and pounced on Nicholas.

"Presumptuous, are you fooling this messenger?"

"Why did the messenger say this?"

Feeling the fury in the flames of the emissary's soul, Nicholas was shocked.

The flames in the emissary's eyes grew colder, and for a moment the dark generals seemed to be in an ice cave.

"There are more than 10,000 natives who have launched guerrilla tactics against the undead legion of the Castle of the Dead."

"You say they don't have the strength to occupy an undead town that has just been built, isn't this fooling this envoy, what is it?"

"Nicholas remembers who you are"

The messenger shouted to Nicholas, and the killing intent gradually spread in all directions.