Chapter 622: The Little Man's Approach
Justice is at ease in people's hearts, and sometimes, an inconspicuous little person can change the final direction of things.
As long as he was in the right place at the right time and in the right role.
Just like the staff officer of this Mackenser army at this time.
In the eyes of the shadows, this is just an inconspicuous little person. And the reason why he was left behind was only because, he once had the ability to command the legion in battle.
Since he was only used as a tool, Shadow naturally didn't care if the tool had any ideas of his own.
In its opinion, it was a great gift to be able to spare his life and not let him become a one-time consumable zombie soldier like the other soldiers.
It's just that the shadow ignores that even if he is an inconspicuous little person, he has his own feelings, his own joys, sorrows, and sorrows.
Perhaps, it wasn't that the shadows ignored it, but because, even if he knew it, he didn't care.
But someone cares.
At least, what seemed to the shadows to be of no concern at all, to the staff officer who was being used as a tool, was bigger than the sky.
His peaceful life has been disrupted, and his relatives have been transformed into zombies without any senses.
With great difficulty, the staff officer found his son from the vast sea of corpses.
It's just that the moment he saw him, the staff officer knew that his heart was broken.
The once cute and naughty son has become a zombie with no mind and a stiff body.
From that day on, the staff officer took him with him in the name of a guard.
His life has long been worthless, but the staff officer felt unwilling that he shouldn't have died.
I want revenge, even if my own strength is not enough to kill that powerful enemy.
But, at least, it's okay to add some mess to him and cause some losses.
It's not a pity to die by yourself, but you can't die like this.
And today, when the staff officer found out about the movements of the Dawn Army, he knew that his opportunity had come.
Moreover, Captain Tom, who only knew how to flatter the new city lord and didn't know anything about commanding the legion, actually handed over the command of the entire legion to himself.
This is a godsend.
In the absence of Tom, the commander-in-chief, all the legions will obey their orders.
Because, in this legion, the authority to command, except for Captain Tom, is the highest of himself.
The staff officer knew that he couldn't be too impatient, otherwise, he would arouse Tom's suspicions, and if he gave the order himself, he would lose all his efforts.
A small group of Mackense's troops began to slowly walk towards the army led by Dawn.
And behind them, the rest of the Mackenzie regiments, too, began to move forward.
The troops in the lead were about to launch a tentative attack, which was an excuse that the staff officer had long made.
The rest of the troops will choose the opportunity to attack when the troops in front of them are in a scuffle.
Soon, the zombie soldiers in front of him had already met the enemy. There are no commanders in this team who have the ability to make decisions.
The staff officer knew that his command was limited to those zombies who did not have any reason, and this was obviously a job like sending him to death, if he handed it over to the commander mixed with the zombie soldiers, I am afraid that in the next second, what he did would be passed on to Captain Tom.
Each of them, including himself, is actually shrouded in the power of shadows, and with the help of this power system, Tom can contact his own city lord who is far behind when he is close to the front line.
In the same way, other commanders can naturally contact Tom who is communicating battle reports through this same system.
Therefore, for this tentative attack, the staff officer tried to be as secretive as possible.
Yourself, it only takes a short time, and it's fine.
With a silent thought in his heart, the staff officer concentrated and looked at the two troops that had begun a tentative offensive. At the same time, he was also trying to watch the distance between the legion that was now in his hands for the time being, their large army, and the Dawn Legion.
In the temporary camp where the Mackenzier Regiment was stationed, Captain Tom was silently praying to a prisoner-shaped idol.
It's just that what makes him feel terrified is that he can't connect with the voice in the dark, and the reply from the city lord in the rear has not sounded for a long time.
The shadow, already contained, has no strength to be distracted to focus on his people.
This is also where Li Mo is lucky.
He knew nothing about the network of information that the shadows had built.
Again, Gerald had no idea about this.
If this network had not been paralyzed, then the Blitzkrieg of the Dawn Army would definitely not have achieved such results. Moreover, the Mackenser army in front of them now will not enter the trap so easily and appear in front of the Dawn Army.
And Li Mo is not clear about this.
However, at this time, Tom had already fallen into a panic.
After receiving the order to go to the border and assemble with the other legions, he never contacted his lord again.
The Zombie Legion is absolutely impossible to mutiny, and the other people in the Legion do not have such permission as themselves, and they can directly contact the city lord of Mackenser.
And the interior of their own legion can still be connected to each other. A few days ago, Tom had also asked about the location of the other legions in the rear.
At the time, Tom didn't notice anything unusual.
Only now, when he needs it, Tom knows that he has fallen into the point of isolation.
Attempts to contact the other legions have been met with no response.
The situation was getting worse, and Tom came to this conclusion.
The closest legion to him is only two days away, and some time ago, such a distance was still able to be contacted normally.
This kind of heart-to-heart connection is also the basis for Tom's daring to rush forward.
If you encounter an enemy, as long as you are in good contact with other legions, you can stick to it and wait for rescue, and with your own strength, you can fully hold on until the arrival of reinforcements and wrap the enemy in dumplings.
It's just that now, I don't have any choice.
Perhaps, they can only continue to hold on, waiting for their allies to find out about the war here and come to the rescue.
This is Tom's idea, and under normal circumstances, such a solution is already the best way that can be thought of in such a situation.
But when Tom finished meditating, he realized that he didn't even have the opportunity to do so.