Northern Wilderness, the territory of the Principality of Silverpaw, 76km from the border.

When the morning came, the originally cold and silent wasteland became noisy and full of traffic.

The soldiers woke up from their dark green tents, quickly packed their bags, and ran to the open space to line up and assemble.

"Stand upright!" "Take a break!" "Count!"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven......"

Tall mechs passed by the queue, the mechanical grinding of joints mingling with the shouts of soldiers.

"Report to the commander, all members of the Fifth Squadron and the Fifth Squadron of the Second Infantry Brigade of the Fifth Division of the First Army of the Allied Forces are here!"

"Get ready to get on board!"

"Yes!"

Looking down from above, hundreds of military trucks move one after the other like beetles in a row.

In the gap of a short stop, the soldiers quickly climbed into the carriage in two groups and sat down in two rows on the left and right.

In the middle of the carriage were military supplies covered with canvas, rations, ammunition, drinking water, and various heavy weapons such as heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, mortars, flamethrowers, and so on.

An open-top off-road vehicle turned left and right in the middle of the truck and rushed to the largest military tent in the middle of the camp. The communications officer, who was sitting in the passenger seat, jumped out of the car and hurried into the military tent.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, the inside seems laid-back and quiet.

The retro gramophone plays soft piano music, and the candle flame shines through the red liquor in the goblet.

A young officer was leisurely enjoying a hearty breakfast on the long table, the golden flower spikes draped over his shoulders swaying slightly with the movement of the silver fork.

The communications officer looked nervous, his clenched palms drenched with sweat. Only one person in the army of 800,000 people wore such epaulettes, and that was the supreme commander of the coalition army, Marshal Qin Wu.

He swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in a row, and seemed to have some concerns, but perhaps because of the military emergency, he finally reported it head-on.

"Marshal!"

"Supreme Commander of the First Army of the Coalition Army, He Mingjie and Lord He ask for a call."

The Communications Officer said cautiously. Qin Wu frowned, stopped eating, and stared at the communications officer.

"I remember I said, don't disturb me during the meal."

Qin Wu's eyes revealed a tyranny, and an invisible coercion permeated out. The communications officer was sweating like rain, and his face was blue and white. It is rumored that this adult has a brutal personality, regards human life as a mustard, and if something goes wrong, he will sacrifice human blood to vent his emotions.

"But, but......" Although the communications officer was afraid in his heart, General He had the grace of knowing him, and he couldn't let the old man wait and wait, gritted his teeth and said, "Lord He, Lord He has been waiting for five hours. ”

"Then let him wait another five hours!"

Qin Wu shouted impatiently.

"Yes, yes......" The communications officer didn't dare to say anything more, bowing his head and stepping aside, as if he wanted to wait for the right opportunity to report.

Qin Wu continued to eat.

However, his face became more and more gloomy, as if he had been spoiled by this trivial matter. Before he had eaten a few bites, he threw his fork on the plate without warning, making a loud noise that frightened the hearts of the people around him.

"What a hell of a disappointment!"

Qin Wu cursed, got up and walked out of the military tent.

"Get that guy with a bad memory out there!"

"Yuan, Marshal......"

The communications officer had just been brought out, his voice trembling a little, as if he had guessed what might happen next.

"I'll give you thirty seconds."

Qin Wu pulled out the gun on his waist and pulled the safety bolt.

The communications officer was stunned for a moment, then ran wildly on his legs, and in the blink of an eye, he ran a few hundred meters away.

Qin Wu had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and when he raised his hand, he shot it, "Bang!" A blood-red bullet burst out of its chamber, and a tyrannical aura emanated with the rapidly distorting air.

In the next second, the red mang exploded behind the communications officer, and his body was instantly pierced, and a large cloud of blood mist exploded from his chest, and the broken bones and organs sprayed forward.

"Run, see where you can run."

Qin Wu's face was full of mockery, if anyone saw it, they would find that his expression at the moment was exactly the same as when he killed Tie Nuo, cruel, proud, flamboyant, and invincible!

"It's just nonsense

！ ”

A moment later, He Mingjie, a veteran of Hanling who learned of the situation, was so angry that his gray beard trembled.

He is one hundred and thirty-six years old this year, although with the aging of his body, the strength of the original lord level has fallen to the Great Town Guard, but he has fought all his life, experienced a hundred battles, and has a very high reputation in the Principality of Hanling.

On this expedition, he was entrusted by the lord Xiao Tiehu to lead 200,000 soldiers from Hanling. Although it is a third-line army, it is also a good son of the snow mountain. The Marquis of Hanling hopes to use the calm and wise of the veteran to reduce the loss of Snow Mountain Erlang.

"He Mingjie of the First Group Army of the Coalition Forces asks to see!"

Two hours later, the veteran of Hanling appeared in front of the marshal's car. Since Qin Wu did not answer the communication, he had to come in person.

"Tell me something."

Qin Wu stopped the car and said coldly.

"He Mingjie has seen Marshal Wu." The veteran of Hanling clenched his fists and performed the ancient rites of the East.

"If you have something to say, let it go!" Qin Wu frowned, looking impatient, no matter how old the other party was, splitting his head and covering his face was a scolding, "It's a time of war, every inch is gold, don't think that everyone is idle and has nothing to do like you!" ”

The veteran of Hanling was so angry that his face turned blue on the spot. He never thought that he treated each other politely, but in exchange for the other party's insults, and there was no evidence, he came to the truth, and opened his mouth to say that he was "idle and have nothing to do".

He is highly respected in the country, and even the lord of the country has to respectfully call him "General He" when he sees him. Now groveling with a little baby, not asking for extra respect, at least can treat ordinary people like ordinary people. Unexpectedly, the other party's attitude was extremely bad, like scolding a dog.

If it had been normal, he would have brushed his sleeves away when he met such a barking person. But in order to live up to the trust of the country, no matter how big the grievances are, you have to endure them. It's just that he was holding his breath in his chest, and there was nowhere to vent, and suddenly his throat was sweet, and he almost vomited blood.

He forcibly swallowed the blood foam, took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and said sincerely, "Lord Marshal, the subordinate thinks it ......"

"Our army marched too hastily, and did not set up defensive points along the way, and if the battle situation changes, the retreat is worrying......"

Since the three group armies sent by Silver Claw, Cold Ridge, and Black Spear were in the Silver Eagle Division, the coalition forces were under Qin Wu's order to advance towards the Red Dragon Border at a speed of two hundred kilometers a day, as if they were about to start a war with that side.

Anyone with a little military common sense knows that being overly aggressive is a taboo on the battlefield.

On the other hand, the expeditionary force of the Northern Alliance is in a hurry, and it has the meaning of waiting for the rabbit.

"Are you questioning my command skills?" Qin Wu asked with a gloomy face.

"The lower officials don't dare." The Hanling veteran said.

"Don't you dare to fart anything!" Qin Wu's face was fierce and he scolded, "I'm as stupid as a pig when I'm old, and I don't even understand the rules!" You still learn from others to be generals, I think you should go back to farming as soon as possible! ”

The Hanling veteran laughed angrily, raised his head, looked directly into Qin Wu's eyes, and said slowly, "I don't doubt your command ability......

"I'm skeptical,......" the veteran's voice suddenly raised, "do you have military common sense!" ”

The veteran of Hanling was completely furious.

"I really don't know if the fourth prince is blind, and it is really a disaster for the whole country to let a stupid and rotten villain like you sit on the stage!"

"Old thing, you're looking for death!"

Qin Wu was completely enraged, and roared frantically, a spatial crack suddenly opened behind him. The evil aura suddenly overwhelmed the sky, and a blood-red beast claw rushed out and grabbed the old general.

Under the crushing of the huge force, the old general's already hardened bones cracked inch by inch. I saw that he was bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he would rather die than give in, and scolded Qin Wu: "Villain, villain, villain!" ”

Bloody spit sprayed Qin Wu's head all over his face. Qin Wu became more and more manic, his eyes bulging outward, and he roared wildly: "Die!" ”

The green tendons on the blood-red arm burst out, and the brutal power was transmitted to the beast's claws, only a "click" was heard, and the old general was pinched into a twisted bloody man.

The famous generals of the Hanling generation came to an end.

At the same time, north of the Chiyan Mountains, thousands of feet in the air, a huge, richly decorated float boat slowly flew slowly and leisurely through the clouds with its propellers.

In the combat command room of the floating boat, Lacey Maris, the princess of Allure, stared at the three-dimensional simulated sand table in front of her.

Three large red arrows are pushing side by side towards the border.

They represent the First, Second and Third Armies of the Four-Power Alliance.

There was also a large red arrow closing in on her defense zone from the Red Rock Mountains.

It was the Fourth Army of the coalition sent by the Principality of Chiyan, preparing to go north to join the friendly forces.

The Principality of Chiyan is located between the Principality of the Red Dragon and the Principality of the Black Feather, and the passage to the allies is cut off, and it must break through the defense zone of the Second Red Dragon Army in order to join forces with friendly forces.

Qin Wu's intention was obvious, and the three group armies pushed over and directly joined the Fourth Army.

He was confident that an army of 800,000 men would crush any opponent in the northern wilderness.

"Pass on our military order, and the entire defense line will retreat thirty kilometers."

"Just let them go?"

"This is something that our commander Chen should consider."

Lacey couldn't wait for Chen Xing to die, how could she help him defend against the enemy army?

On the other hand, if Lacey were to engage the forces of the Principality of Chiyan, and Chen Xing was not facing the three armies of the coalition head-on, she would find herself in a situation where she was in a situation where she was in a situation where she was attacked on her back. No matter what, she would never give her back to an enemy.

A few hours later, Chen Xing saw on the strategic map that Racy's defensive line was retreating, and the troops of the Principality of Chiyan swaggered across the border under her nose and headed north to join the division.

"Shameless......" Chen Xing couldn't help but sigh, whether he was the royal family of the Red Dragon Principality, or Lacey. The royal family did not guard the land, so let him, an outsider, come.

But in fact, he thinks about the same as the other party. If Lacey resists, he certainly won't help.

"800,000 people, how should this battle be fought?"

Chen Xing looked at the arrows on the strategic map like swimming fish and fell into deep thought.

He had no formal military education, and his concept of fighting a war was limited to a few hundred mercenary groups.

However, in his position, he only needs to formulate a general strategic direction, and the specific tactical arrangements can be handed over to Lin Shiyuan.

So, what strategy is right for him now?

He meditated and dug out everything he had learned in his life.

First of all, he thought of Sun Tzu's Art of War, thirty-six strategies or something, and he didn't seem to understand it very well, but he knew that ancient saying.

"Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles!"

Sort out what both parties know and analyze the advantages and disadvantages.

On their own side, 200,000 soldiers and horses, medium armament, rich combat experience, and a large number of strong men, but poor coordination, the ability to fight separately is stronger than that of coordinated operations.

On the other side, 800,000 soldiers and horses, inferior in armament, third-line troops, have poor individual combat capabilities, and have an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

However, the more people there are, the more bloated the team will be, and the slower it will be.

Hey, how do you look like guerrillas and puppet army......

Chen Xing naturally thought of the modern history of China in middle school history, the great military strategist, and the classic strategy of 16 characters.

"The enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy is stationed and I disturb, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase!"

Chen Xing slapped his head suddenly, "That's it!" ”

immediately dialed Lin Shiyuan's three-dimensional video call.

"General Staff Lin, I need you to develop a tactical plan......"

"I'm listening." Lin Shiyuan nodded.

"We need to bring the coalition forces in and use the favorable terrain and superior mobility to fight a sports war with them."

"Stretch their fronts, disperse their forces, and eat them little by little."

"In general, it's just not to fight them head-on, and use our advantage to drag them down." Chen Xing concluded.

Lin Shiyuan thought for a while, and said with some concern, "This doesn't seem to be in line with the folk customs of the Red Country." ”

The Red Nation advocates force and likes to fight head-on, but it is not popular to bend around. Because not daring to confront the enemy head-on is a cowardly act.

"If you can win, whatever!" Chen Xing said indifferently. If his troops were mainly composed of red nationals, he might still be worried, but his main force is mercenary groups from various countries. Qingguo, Shaguo, East Continent, and West Continent are complex, and there is no unified voice for traditional concepts.

If there is no unified traditional concept, the only thing that intersects is interests and ideals.

Obviously, the expeditionary force is best equipped with these two.