"Your Excellency, all the officers here, you have already inspected them by now. What do you think?" asked Dalton, Nicholas's staff officer of the guard.

"Okay, okay...... In the past, I seldom went to the grassroots level to inspect the grass-roots units, and every day before me was those high-ranking generals, and I did not know the situation of the grass-roots and middle-level officers in our army. During these two days of inspection here, I have seen the capabilities of our mid-level and junior officers. They are the mainstay of our Seth King's ** team, and with such a group of excellent officers, I believe that our Seth Kingdom will definitely be able to defeat the elves and achieve the final victory!" Nicholas said confidently.

This commander had been in the headquarters of the Northern Military District before, and he had to deal with a large number of documents every day, and he was not much busier than the Minister of Military Affairs Augsge.

Under such circumstances, of course, Nicholas would not often inspect the troops, so it was impossible to have enough knowledge of the grassroots of the army, and all he could see every day were those under him, and the officers who could serve in the headquarters were all senior officers. Occasionally, a few Legion Commanders would come back to report, and Nicholas could hear a few words from them, but they were only a small fraction of them. After a long time, he will inevitably be unrealistic and arrogant when issuing orders, which is very undesirable for a commander.

Given that he was relatively closed and could not have a sufficient understanding of the reality at the grassroots level, Nicholas arranged a trip to the front. Go deep into the hinterland of the elves through the tunnels of the Hengduan Mountains, eat and live with the officers and soldiers at the grassroots level, and experience the life of the officers of the grassroots troops in order to get first-hand information.

As far as we have seen, Nicholas is very pleased with the performance of the junior officers and soldiers. They were very much in line with what he expected of them, and even in some ways, they exceeded his imagination.

Like the sharpshooter in front of him, Montgomery, Nicholas had never seen such a sharpshooter before, and he had never imagined that anyone could master the art of artillery shooting to such an advanced degree.

Hearing Nicholas's words of admiration with satisfaction, several legion commanders who followed Nicholas breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the legions that can enter the hinterland of the elves are all very elite legions, and the middle and low-level officers and low-level soldiers under their command are also very strong.

It seems that these junior officers and low-level soldiers have left a good impression on His Excellency the Commander!

As long as His Excellency the Commander feels that these middle- and low-level officers and low-level soldiers are performing well, then this proves from the side that these corps commanders have led the troops well, and it is a sure thing that they will be commended.

When the commander is rewarded, the subordinates who let the commander receive the praise of the superior will also be rewarded. – It's a win-win situation, and it's something that everyone wants to see.

The smoke and dust rising from the elven battle array in the distance announced how ferocious the lethality of the three rapid shots of the artillery just now.

Judging by the level of the attack, the elves had lost at least four hundred people in the first artillery attack, and even more were wounded.

This is the superiority of artillery compared to bows and arrows, it can attack the enemy beyond the range that bows and arrows can't attack, and this kind of attack distance can't even reach the bed crossbow, it is completely taking advantage of the hand length, others can't hit you, but you can beat others.

What's more, the artillery's attack is an area of effect, and the power of each shell is equivalent to a low-level magic fireball, and if it can form a sufficient numerical advantage, then it will burst out with a more powerful combat support ability than the mage.

Think about it, if you can have a thousand guns on the battlefield, then you don't need any other classes at all, and a thousand guns will explain to you what it means to be an overwhelming storm.

"Alright, Leader Montgomery, you do your thing, command your artillery regiment to fire, I'll go wander somewhere else, it's nice to see you here. Nicholas thumped his chest and gave Montgomery a military salute.

Montgomery was flattered and hurriedly returned the salute. This is a question that can be used for the rest of your life, as long as you say in front of others, "I want Your Excellency Commander to take the initiative to salute me." "That will definitely be an envious gaze.

Nicholas nodded and turned to leave.

......

At this time, the center of the battle between the two legions had entered the white heat, and the soldiers on both sides waved their weapons without fear and attacked each other...... They have already killed red eyes, and all they can think about is how to put their opponent to death, and there is only one word left -

Kill!

Even the elves who have always loved peace are left with this most primitive pleasure of killing, a violent imprint that lurks deep in the bloodline, and no race can escape his influence. Even though it was faintly gone, it was still just about to disappear, not completely.

In fact, this hidden element of violence can never disappear, because it is an important guarantee for promoting racial optimization and ethnic reproduction.

Fittest.

This world does not need weak and powerless people, and only those who are competitive can laugh and live to the end.

If there is no sense of competition, then there is only the fate of being eliminated by nature.

The soldiers on both sides collided, and a cloud of flesh flew in the air. Even the fastest alchemy grinder is not as efficient as it is, and it doesn't take long for the war to tear a large piece of an otherwise intact limb into pieces, and some of the minced meat is enough to be used directly for meat filling.

On the one hand, the follow-up troops of both sides are constantly joining the battlefield, and on the other hand, the long-range attack forces of both sides are doing their best to prevent the opponent's backup troops from entering the field, if not completely preventing them, it is good to bring them more damage.

A green glow grew brighter and brighter behind the Elven Battle Array, a magical glow unique to the Elven Clan's arcane magic.

"What are those Elven guys doing?" The leader of the Terran Combined Mage Regiment is a master magician named Manstein, who is 107 years old this year.

Of course, this advanced age is only considered an advanced age for the human race, and the elf race may not be as old as a child who is waiting to be fed.

"Forbidden spells! Forbidden spells! Forbidden spells! The other party is preparing forbidden spells! Damn, who is monitoring the fluctuations of magic? Don't tell me he can't tell the fluctuations of this forbidden spell!"

"Wrath of Nature!

(End of chapter)