Especially now that Bruce's life and death are uncertain, this matter is even more sensitive in the middle of the army, and at this time, letting Paul go back may really be misunderstood as a wrong signal, making the already tense situation even more dangerous.

Philip is just not worth it for Paul to miss the opportunity to become famous, in the final analysis, it is his brother Jones, if Paul is promoted to viscount, I am afraid that he will be the first to solve the knot.

A pair of twin brothers have come to this day, and Philip doesn't know how much of it is his own reason.

He patted Paul on the shoulder and said no more.

Is it hypocritical? It's a certainty, even Philip himself thinks so.

But that doesn't mean he's not sincere, and if Paul or Chand really had something to do with the lion's position, he'd do everything he could to help.

Hypocritical at the same time, he is sincere, how many pure people in this world, faded from the halo of a young genius, he is just a layman.

Let's take a look, when this war is over, everything will be a foregone conclusion, everything that should be his will be taken back, it shouldn't be his, and he won't force it.

After discussing with Chand and Paul for most of the night, they finally determined the charter for reorganization and expansion, and everyone turned off the lights and went to sleep, which was a rare resting rest in the past half a month, so they all slept very deeply.

Early the next morning, Philip bid farewell to Moran and set out again with the three rejuvenated Maga regiments and more than a thousand Wadsmann soldiers.

In this expedition, there were only two days at most on the road, and even only one day could be left for him to train the troops.

And the Murphy Legion also split into three phalanxes, and they lined up in front of Philip's army and rushed eastward.

The only thing that surprised Philip was that there were also quite a few animal control awakened people among the Lubo, and when the number formed a certain proportion, it formed an unexpected combat power.

The first is the eyes of the sky, looking at the hundreds of various falgarks flying high in the sky, Philip knows that even if it is impossible to completely shield, at least it greatly reduces the distance and sensitivity of the enemy to find himself.

To his surprise, Murphy also subdued nearly 8,000 ferrets to form a cavalry regiment.

However, in Philip's opinion, this is purely because the meat of the ferret tastes sour, far less delicious than those fat ostriches.

Although the team composed of the Ryu Bo people and the Alpine Ward Clan cooperated well before, his current subordinates are too mixed and have not yet run in, so he will not do it for the time being, otherwise it will be even more chaotic.

Nearly 1,700 big men were replaced by 700 Wardsmann Empire soldiers, and there were a mix of new and old soldiers, and some people may feel that they had lost money, and their combat effectiveness was suddenly much lower.

But Philip has a different understanding of this.

Removing his 100-member personal guards does not count, if these 700 imperial soldiers are now combined with the 1,700 Gaoshan clan heroes, they will definitely not be opponents.

In the face of the huge strength and super heavy weapons of those big men, the standard armor on the imperial soldiers really can't provide much defensive ability.

But when they faced the steppe wolf, the protection that this armor brought was immediate.

Philip was much more flexible in his tactics because he didn't have to worry too much about casualties and losses in a melee.

At the same time, even if half of them are made up of new soldiers, their tactical literacy is ten times stronger than those of the big men, and the effective execution rate of his command will be much higher, and in the following brutal battles, discipline and wisdom are far more important than bravery.

Of course, after analyzing and analyzing, Philip is just looking for a reason to be more comfortable, if those big men of the Gaoshan clan can put on the heavy armor of their whole bodies overnight, he will only change it when he is sick in the brain.

The news of the total annihilation of the assembly point on the Western Front must have reached the ears of Xun Mingge on the Eastern Front, that is, in the southern steppe.

It was a little dark, but there was no wind.

After walking for less than half a day, the run-in of the Chinese army soldiers had just begun, and the Lubo Legion in front of it had encountered no less than ten harassment attacks, all of which were scout battalions of 5,000 people, which were very elite.

The Lunbo people, who lacked the experience of cooperating with the large corps, suffered a loss as soon as they saw it, and were easily introduced into an ambush circle by others, eating more than 2,000 people.

If it weren't for Sasha's timely support with the 2nd Maga Regiment, there might have been more than just such a loss.

After a few dark losses, the growth rate of the Lubo people was very fast, and by noon, they had already relied on their stronger single combat power to maneuver around with each other, attacking and defending each other.

Originally, they were not weak, and they were more familiar with this mountain.

This is also what Philip wants to see, and he even hints that Sasha and Zoya should not interfere for the time being, and use the time on the road to take turns to rest and recharge, after all, as trump cards, they will bear a heavy responsibility next.

Philip rode on Natalie's back, whispering to the girl as he went.

He is a little curious about Natalie's current relationship with Arthur, although Arthur's temperament is a bit like that, but from the perspective of animals, the fur is shiny, the blood is noble, the body is strong, and the combat effectiveness is very strong, in short, no matter how you look at it, it should be the best choice for a female unicorn to choose a mate.

And Arthur does seem to have a good impression of Miss Natalie, and will always come over from time to time with a berry or a ripe glutinous plant rhizome, after all, they are both of the same age, and now they happen to be in the maturity of youth, and it is normal to accidentally look at each other and rub a spark of love or something.

In this regard, although Philip does not encourage non-participation, he is happy to see it.

But the problem seems to be with Natalie, not only does she not show any signs of estrus, but her attitude towards Arthur is particularly bad, and even Philip can't stand it a few times, and comforts the young man who was bitten off the ear.

He thought it was the usual tsundere of female animals who were doing the trick, but after half a month of observation, he found that the truth was not the case, but was deflecting in another strange direction.

Remember when you first encountered this group of unicorns, there was a white unicorn that seemed to have a high status, and occasionally showed some disdain for Arthur?

The four hooves are silver, and the bloodline is also noble.

Now it's Afu's mount, and because of the closeness of the owner, he sleeps and eats with Natalie's sideburns every day, and the intimacy is simply abnormal.

If it is true love, Philip will not only not interfere, but will sincerely bless it, but only a little regret.

After all, it is too normal for King Xiang to be ruthless with a goddess, not only a sensitive unicorn, but even a human, who doesn't have a preference.

But the problem is that this white unicorn, like Natalie, is also female, and every time he sees the two of them licking each other's chins affectionately, Philip sitting on horseback feels a chill.

He glanced at Arthur, who was cowering and following not far behind him, looking here from time to time, and secretly scolded that it was really useless, too embarrassing to be a legendary unicorn.

But now is not the time to study the unicorn lace edge, this war does not know how long it will take, at this time let Natalie follow him on the battlefield with a big belly, Philip really can't bear it.

So, that's fine.

In the evening and sunset, as the distance got closer, there was less and less harassment from the steppe people.

This was not because Philip had completely taken advantage of the sky and shielded himself from it, on the contrary, he believed that it was definitely a sign that the first great war was about to begin.

The steppe people are overly abundant so that they don't need to be afraid at all, there will inevitably be a night attack tonight, and what Philip needs to do is to destroy as many enemies as possible, only by beating them painfully and sending more elite forces to intercept them will effectively reduce the pressure on the defense line of Red Moon Pass.

Philip stood on top of the hill and looked northeast, wondering if his father, Matthew, was fighting blood.

Taking advantage of the afterglow in the sky, he decisively ordered to set up camp, and the whole journey had already covered a third of the way, and even if it was slow tomorrow, he could meet the outer legions of the steppe people.

Fortunately, they were all used to it, and the soldiers were skillful in their movements, and soon they cut down trees to make food and set up camps.

Philip squeezed next to Julian and watched as he fed a little fluffy guy with fresh strips of meat.

It can be seen that the little guy has been raised by him very well, his hair is fluffy and shiny, his little body is round like a ball of meat, staring at the beautiful eyeballs and biting the meat strips hard, and his mouth still makes a whining sound from time to time, cute.

Philip flicked the little one's head with his hand, causing it to roll on the ground, only to turn over and roar at Philip with bared teeth.

It's just that this roar is fierce no matter how you listen to it, and it doesn't have the slightest deterrent effect at all, which makes everyone around laugh.

"Why don't you put it in Tieyan Pass? once the fight starts, you can't take care of it. Philip asked.

He was also so busy that he forgot that there was such a small trouble around him, so he would have sent someone back to Gaokan City if he knew it.

Julian tore off another strip of meat and threw it at the little one, making it shut up for the time being, and not caring about being a natural enemy of Philip.

"It's okay, it's all at Natasha's place on weekdays. He sprinkled the last bit of seasoning on the skewers and handed Philip a skewer.

Natasha is the daughter of the tribal patriarch, since that night of love at first sight, followed the lover to elope here, it seems that the iron heart will not return to the tribe, the magic of love can be seen.

Due to the particularity of the Maga Regiment, it was not appropriate to arrange Natasha there, so a nurse team was set up with a hundred and ten female warriors of the Maga Regiment who were older and had lost their mounts, specifically to rescue the wounded fighters, and they were the assistants of Miss Afu.

They were protected in the rear of the Chinese army, and as long as Philip's personal guard did not collapse, their safety was assured.

"Are you really going to take her back?" asked Philip casually, biting into the strong, oily skewers.

Julian nodded and replied, "Natasha has a good personality, is very enthusiastic, and has a very kind heart.

Although it is still very early to get married, with her identity, she will not be too opposed to coming to the family. ”

Philip bit the brittle bones and creaked, which was his favorite, and patted Julian on the shoulder: "I'll say hello when I go back, let her go to Huaiming Women's College for a few years first, find her a good teacher, and have a backer in the city." ”

Julian smiled, the relationship between them didn't need to say thank you or anything like that, it was too pretentious.

After talking to Gerald, Farry, and Johnson, Philip began to tour the camp accompanied by Chand and Paul.

As a front-line commander, this is a must-have lesson for him every day, especially today when he also arranged a big gift to those steppe people.

The camp is divided into three parts, which is a practice that has been formed for more than half a month.

The camp of the Rimbo people was on the outermost part, in the westernmost part, with a high mountain range in the background.

The three major maga regiments were distributed in a zigzag pattern, and in the middle, they were almost half-wrapped in the camp of the Lunbo people.

The camp of the Chinese army led by Philip was the smallest, but it was at the forefront of all the troops, and it was also the highest point of the terrain here, occupying an entire mountain range.

Once something happened, Philip did not dare to guarantee that the Lubo people would not bomb the camp and then attack the Chinese army in turn, and the relatively weak defense capability of the Maga regiment was not suitable as a barrier for the Chinese army.

In this case, Philip simply led the Chinese army to be stationed on the front of the formation, and if the enemy attacked, the first one would be to uproot him.

At night, the mountains are quiet and deep, with only a thousand huge campfires illuminating the camp in the darkness.

The camp was silent, and with the exception of the occasional sentries patrolling the makeshift walls, they seemed to be asleep.

Suddenly, the sky in the night darkened a little more as if it were covered by something, and then the sound of flapping wings was dense and connected, as if a gust of wind swept into the camp.

Countless black-tailed bats screamed and pounced on the tents and makeshift barracks made of thick branches, searching for fresh, hot blood.

The grease and phosphorus powder on his body as he flew over the fire was ignited by the sparks, and then he fell down with a scream, setting everything else on fire.

Especially in the Chinese military camp, the number of black-tailed bats is the largest, and the size is also the largest, with more than 2,000 individuals.

In an instant, the whole camp was in a sea of fire, and although there was no wind tonight, the dry branches and thorns of winter were the best fuel, and the fire gradually spread in an uncontrollable direction.

Chaos was inevitable, and thousands of warriors were awakened from their slumber, then thrown to the ground by half-human-tall, fanged monsters, bitten down on their necks, and rolled into the burning sea of fire to become part of it.

This was only the beginning, and as everyone struggled in terror and the horn of warning sounded, an even greater commotion erupted from the east, southeast, and northeast directions of the camp.

Countless steppe wolves riding ostriches lit the torches in their hands, forming a three-way winding column galloping in the direction of the camp.

The wall was not high, and these steppe wolves looked at the chaotic camp, their torches lit the wooden arrows in their hands, and they shot as they ran.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of streamers crossed the air in a brilliant arc and penetrated into the camp, making the fire here more and more uncontrollable, and the screams inside the wall sounded louder.

Suddenly, the steppe wolves outside the camp all felt that something was wrong, and they quickly reacted, these extremely miserable-sounding voices did not seem to be the continental lingua franca used by the Wards or half-blood mongredigs, but the prairie language they were most familiar with, and the voices were far less than tens of thousands of people.

The most important thing is that this fire seems to be bigger than I expected, and I can even see the flames that explode from time to time and the choking smoke wafting.

Before he could find out that the steppe people had been fooled, they heard a louder trumpet, and the entire southern sky was covered with a burning rain of arrows, illuminating the entire mountain forest.

At the same time, along the cliff to the east, and then to the south, a smooth line of fire ignited under the rocket.

In the blink of an eye, the invading enemy was enveloped, and along with the burning camp, there was a huge closing letter U.

And the place where the flame letters are closed, and the only place that has not been blocked by the sea of fire, is the place where the rain of arrows hit.

The steppe wolf Kou was not stupid, knowing that he had fallen into the calculation of the Ward Guy, he decisively divided the original team into three ways and broke through in different directions.

All the way to the south was faced by the Chinese army led by Philip, as well as the 2nd and 3rd regiments of Maga.

The leader of the road was chagrined to find that behind the Warders, who were neatly arranged and dressed in full armor, was the colorful birch forest that he had neglected.

The cunning Wardman somehow carved a way through what should have been hard as iron in the birch forest this season, and hid there.

At this moment, countless tall female knights were moving out along the passage, disappearing behind the wall of fire.

The raging flames were chasing after them, and at some point there was a little wind, and the strange thing was that this wind did not have a fixed direction, but blew from the fire field in the west to the middle, and the speed of the spread of the flames was much faster.

In addition to the originally heavy camp, the thickness of those fire walls has gradually changed from more than ten meters at the beginning to tens of meters.

Without time to consider the lives and deaths of their companions, the steppe wolves urged the bird to run towards the only way to escape.

Philip gritted his teeth as he watched the oncoming steppe wolves, the fierce expressions on their faces visible from the surging firelight.

Unlike more than half a month ago, the forest that is about to enter December is most afraid of fires, once it is not well controlled, it may cause the entire forest to burn, and the terrible scene of the destruction of the world is even a hundred times more terrifying than the Australian fires he saw in his previous life.

Anyone who lives in this mountain knows the common sense that it is best not to set fires during this sensitive season.

Be careful with the fire you use when barbecuing food or heating your home, as this is their home and the countless animals that live in the mountains.

Even if it is more than ten days later, after the first snow falls, the sudden drop in temperature of dozens of degrees and the thick snow will reduce this probability by dozens of times.

But the steppe people just used it, and they used it unscrupulously and naturally, because they were steppe people and didn't care what would become of it.