Xia Weiren is middle-aged, he is already the number three person of the Taiding tribe, he has made great contributions, and it is impossible for his position to rise, not to mention how many military exploits can he have when attacking a wasteland tribe?

It's just that he didn't know that the broken head of the young man he had high hopes for had been salted with lime and placed on Xia Ye's desk.

"Take it!"

Xia Ye covered his nose and waved his hand impatiently: "It's not Xia Taiding's head, why are you putting it here?"

"Yes! Yes!"

Friday was busy doing so, secretly blaming himself for taking it for granted, thinking that this was the first heavyweight head of the Xia tribe, and Xia Ye would like it.

"You let the Savage Corps get in order, and set out early tomorrow morning to harass the enemy. ”

Xia Ye looked into Friday's eyes: "Don't pursue the number of kills, your tactical goal is to slow them down and consume their physical strength and supplies." ”

"Understood!"

Friday nodded: "Let them become a tired army." ”

"Yes, I will arrange a dragon man air cavalry to cooperate with you!"

Chaoge will definitely face the regular army next, so it is not appropriate to stick to the tactics, and he must take the initiative to attack.

Any war is a comprehensive contest of intelligence, national strength, logistics, soldier quality, officer quality, etc., and Xia Ye cannot have an all-round advantage, so what he has to do is to close his shortcomings as much as possible and expand his advantages.

Friday is growing up very quickly, and although he is not yet a qualified commander, he can perform some simple tactics without problems, and he can speak savage.

To be honest, talking to those savages who can only croak, even if it is Lu Lingxi's good temper, she can't stand it, so she has given up the exploration of savage civilization and history.

This time, a thousand people were taken away on Friday.

With a team of fifty people, the main and deputy captains are equipped with summer knives, crossbows, and sophisticated leather armor, while the rest of the subordinates are simply armed.

The background of the song is not good after all, Xia Ye can do his best to arm every wild man to the teeth, but in case the attack fails, the equipment will be lost, so unless the battlefield is within the control of the side, the best equipment will not be used on a large scale.

"Am I a scumbag?"

Seeing the wild people's morale high and wanting to die for his own great chieftain, Xia Ye suddenly hated his selfishness and ruthlessness.

"What scum?"

Woad was puzzled.

"You mean the equipment?"

Elena guessed, shook her head, and sighed: "Your heart is too good. ”

"If you want me to say, let these savages bring their own weapons and leather armor, we can just give some military rations, and the master will give them a pension, this is a luxury. ”

The ghost master pursed his lips, feeling that Xia Ye was doing something too much.

Xia Ye turned his head in amazement, and saw that the dragon man and his party had a similar expression.

"Big brother is so kind. ”

Woo Guo took Natsuno's hand.

Xia Ye was speechless, he suddenly woke up, this is the era after the cataclysm, savages are not regarded as people, they are cannon fodder, and even among the human tribes, those who are qualified to equip themselves with sophisticated weapons are all elite.

"Actually, it's good that the Great Chief did this, don't you see how those wild men fight? ”

Lu Lingxi said a fair word.

The savages fought desperately, and there was an urge to die for their confidants, and of course, they didn't want to lose their current happy life.

"Inform Zhu Yu that the craftsmen have been working harder recently, working night shifts, and hurrying up to forge equipment, I will not treat them badly, and the salary will be paid three times. ”

Xia Ye looked at the long-lost backs of the savages: "Even if they die, I want them to wear their armor and take up arms to die!"

Wasteland and dense forest, next to a mountain stream.

A team of ten scouts bathed by the pool, it was already early summer, there was some heat in the dense forest, coupled with the constant patrolling of the path, everyone sweated a lot, just take a wash, cool down.

"Where's that Song of the Broken Dynasty?

A bearded man is depressed, this trip is really a chore.

"Looking at the map, there are about ten days to go. ”

The captain sighed, the army is on the march, the speed of the march will definitely not be fast, and it is useless to hurry.

"When Chaoge is defeated, I have to cut off the head of the big chief and use it as a night pot. ”

The bearded man cursed.

"Why did you two get into the water?"

The captain frowned, according to the regulations, they were to be in charge of guarding on the shore.

"We've been wandering around for days, and we haven't even seen a wild man!"

"Yes, maybe the vanguard army has broken the song and enjoyed the enemy's food and women inside. ”

Most of the people who can act as scouts are experienced veterans, and naturally, the probability of being a ruffian is greater, and they are very tired of exploring the way, so they will naturally try their best to be lazy.

The captain wanted to say it, but he hesitated and gave up again.

"If I can meet the enemy, I'm unlucky!"

The captain also felt that what the two of them said was right, and the army was afraid that halfway through the army, he would receive the news of the victory of the vanguard army.

"I'm afraid that this time I won't be able to get anything except my normal salary. ”

The bearded man sighed.

The soldiers' harvest comes from three aspects, one is the salary, this one, there will be a part of the drift, that is, the peak takes it, the soldier can get seventy percent, thank God, the second, the number of decapitation of the military merit reward, this is not drifting, but to fight with his life, the third, accounted for the majority, is the capture on the battlefield.

The veteran ruffians often say that if you die, I will make you rich, so they like to follow the first to enter the city, although they can only drink soup, but there is no danger.

"Why don't you find a small tribe of savages, cut off a few heads and hide them, and wait for military merit?"

The bearded man proposed.

"Haha, maybe we can get a few female savages to play around!"

The men laughed at the talk of this kind of thing.

The captain shook his head, wiped his body casually, and walked to the shore, and suddenly, a buzzing sound sounded.

The captain was also an old man, and the sound was obviously the tremor of the bowstring, and he didn't even think about it, and pounced directly on the scimitar and longbow placed on the shore.

"Enemy attack!"

The captain shouted, at this time, lying down seems to be the safest, but the follow-up risk will increase, because lying on the stomach, you will continue to be attacked, and maybe you can't get the weapon, you will have to face the enemy's charge.

Therefore, it is better to fight while the enemy is still shooting and your own personnel are large.

"If it's not me, I'll have a weapon, and even if I escape, it's safer than with my bare hands. ”

The captain hinted to himself.

Unfortunately, the captain made the wrong bet.

The savage team, which has been in ambush for so long, has long figured out who has a higher status through the attitude of everyone when they talk.

Killing the captain first, leaving the enemy without command, is a tactic that even savages know.

Whoa!

Two arrows came from the dense forest on the shore, and almost at the same time, they were nailed into his chest, and dozens of stone projectiles the size of goose eggs were thrown out by the slings.

"Captain!"

Seeing the captain rushing into the street and crawling in the stream, the blood flowing from his body instantly stained the stream red, and then went down the stream, and the other scouts instantly chilled all over their bodies, and a bad thought surged in their hearts.

Smack!

Stone bullets attacked, and some of them fell into the water, making a big splash.

After the savages sneaked up, they rushed out of their hiding places and began to fight in close combat.

"It's a wild man!"

The bearded man exerted his legs and ran towards the shore, and more than half of the scouts had already guessed the identity of the enemy when they saw the stone bullets, so the nervousness of seeing the captain's death at the first time weakened a little, after all, the savages were still easy to kill.

Only one veteran ruffian turned around and ran to the riverbank.

"How can a wildling have a crossbow?"

The veteran ruffian was very cunning, and he found that in the past, when the savages attacked, they would let out all kinds of howls to intimidate the enemy, but this wave of savages did not have any extra noise.

This was obviously a fear that it would be too loud and would disturb the scouts elsewhere, suggesting that they were planning to wipe out the scouts altogether.

The bearded man rushed a few steps, dumbfounded, because in the dense forest, more than fifty savages poured out at once, there was no way, even if he turned around and ran at this time, it was too late, so he made a decision immediately.

"Rush forward and fight your way out!"

The bearded man shouted.

The two who fell at the end of the team, seeing that the situation was not good, turned around and ran, the task of the scouts was to investigate intelligence, even if they fled back, they did not have to worry about being dealt with by military law.

A second wave of arrows came.

The bearded man dodged one, but was pierced in the thigh by the other, and his leg went limp, and he fell to the ground, and he gritted his teeth, and was about to get up, when the two savages jumped over and slashed with their scimitars.

"Ancestor bless!"

The bearded man roared and rolled over in embarrassment to dodge, but there were too many enemies, and there was no reason to survive under the random knife.

Watching his companion being slashed and killed, the veteran ruffian was glad that he had made the most correct choice.

"As long as you rush into the dense forest, you can survive!"

The veteran ruffian was calculating, but the vest suddenly hurt, and he fell to the ground weakly, and he didn't know how he died until he died.

Poof!

The veteran ruffian fell headlong.

The two in the back, their faces full of horror, only saw a cloud of red, spreading on the back of the veteran ruffian.

Bang!

Two more shots, and the two fleeing soldiers were killed one after the other.

Call!

A bipedal wyvern flew past the treetops, and the dragonman above, with a beautiful somersault, fell, picking up the corpse and licking the bag.

After the scouts on the right side of the army were cleared, Friday gathered the wildlings and laid an ambush on a high ground to prepare for a dismount.

The vanguard of the army was five hundred light infantry, poorly equipped, that is, commonly known as cannon fodder, and they were ignored on Friday and directly put them over, and then the elite in the middle.

These were heavy soldiers, but at this time the weapons and armor were carried on their backs, and if it wasn't for the difficulty of the wasteland, these equipment should have been handed over to the mules, horses, and servants to be responsible for consignment.

"Still not doing it?"

Ana urged.

"Wait!"

Friday was struggling, and it was a good harvest to hit these elites hard, but he still wanted to achieve greater results.

"If I mess with their logistics corps, won't I be able to create even more turmoil?"

Friday wants to give it a go. ()

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