Rosie held on to a giant tree to rest for a while, and it was the first time he had marched in such a deep mountain and old forest, and everything he had experienced when he came here was completely different from what he had experienced before.

Danger from heaven and earth is not counted for the time being, but the most desperate thing is the physical exertion.

The environment here has not been damaged in any way, it is completely in the state of primeval forest, and the leaves of various plants are piled up on the ground and slowly decaying. Some of them become nutrients that nourish all the plants here, and the other part gradually forms the so-called "black soil". The black earth looks no different from the land outside, but when you step on it, it's like stepping on the snow after a blizzard.

One foot is solid, and it is not much to sink three or five inches immediately, and sometimes it hits some places with more moisture and falls directly into one leg. However, these soft tissues are easy to step on, and it takes a lot of effort to pull them out. One foot deep and one foot shallow, and soon all the brave and combative soldiers were left with the strength to breathe.

No wonder the Lerea people have been moving in the trees, and it seems that they have suffered too.

The bald commander was also worried about this, originally a very simple goal in his heart, but he didn't expect it to become so difficult. The hidden Lerians have become excellent hunters, hiding among the dense foliage, quietly waiting for their chance.

In the first day of the march, more than 200 soldiers had died under the cold arrows.

The capable ones are slightly better, and only slightly better. They didn't have anything to do about it, the only one with the ability of the earth system had already exhausted the divine source on the previous path, and at this time it was no different from ordinary people.

"It seems that the outcome of this war may not be satisfactory. The bald commander looked worried, and he knew very well that once the war was in a stalemate, the Lerea might have the power to negotiate again. "Is there a way to get through this mountain road as quickly as possible?"

The generals behind the bald commander look at me, I look at you, and they are silent. This group of big bosses and rough group charges are more powerful than the other, and if they really want to use their brains, it is better to kill them.

This is also the characteristic of this world war, from the establishment of slavery to today, the main theme of war has always been around how to build a distinctive legion phalanx as the core, but not too much attention is paid to strategy. This is also related to the silver balm tactic of the legion charge, no matter how you arrange your troops, no matter what conspiracy you have, several legions are crushing the past, and any conspiracy and trickery will lose the market.

Especially when heroes appear, one person can often affect the strength of a half legion, making strategy even more useless.

There is no good way for everyone, and the bald head sighs again, why is it so difficult to complete such a simple task.

Those Leriates are truly hateful.

It was suggested that the scholars should march from the trees, like the Leriates.

As soon as this proposal was put forward, it was immediately opposed by many people. Regardless of whether the soldiers were able to overcome their fear of heights, what would happen to the Jeruts, who had never marched on the branches, if they fell?

The bald head couldn't help but sigh, the Lerea people really picked a good place, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

When everyone couldn't do anything, Rosie's eyes suddenly lit up. His current official position is only to the commander of a thousand commanders, and there is a difference between him and the commander of ten thousand people, and this level has stumped 90 percent of the people, and he has not overcome this barrier in his life. If he could go up a step, he would have been able to get close to Hogg without being abrupt. As soon as he rolled his eyes, he had a solution.

"Commander, I have an immature idea. ”

The bald commander was immediately overjoyed, "Hurry up and say it for our reference." ”

Rosie walked from behind the crowd, and everyone involuntarily moved out of the way. Everyone is tossed by this forest and has lost their temper at all, if there is a way, no matter who proposes what kind of solution, as long as it is feasible, it is a great hero.

Pointing to the rattan and slender branches hanging from the forest, Rossi said, "These are easy to collect, and the one who walks first cut them down and spread them on the ground." When marching, stepping on these things naturally avoids the legs and feet sinking deep into the mud, which not only speeds up the march, but also saves physical strength. ”

You look to me, and I look to you, but none of them speak up in agreement. Rosie was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, physics has not yet sprouted, everyone has always been accustomed to all kinds of abilities, and when they encounter trouble, they always want to use the abilities given by the gods to solve it, instead of using these easiest methods.

The bald commander wiped his shiny head and nodded fiercely, "Okay, whether it works or not, try it first." ”

Shangfeng had an order, and the soldiers who were at the forefront of the way immediately took action. They wielded their weapons to collect rattans and branches, and paved a path in the shape of a "#" in the manner Rossi had explained. The soldiers in the back were a little hesitant at first, but they really walked past hundreds of people and didn't see the branches breaking, so they believed that this method was really effective.

When the bald commander learned about it, he laughed happily and hugged Rossi affectionately, "Good boy, I promise you a battle feat, which can solve our big trouble." ”

The speed of the march became faster and faster as the soldiers became more and more proficient, and the soldiers in front paved the road, and immediately someone passed, and then continued to pave the road, and one after another created a pure natural plank road.

The Lerea seemed to understand their purpose, and the intensity and intensity of the harassment became more and more concentrated.

The archers on both sides exchanged fire, but they could not stop the Jerutes' advance, and they advanced a third of the way before dark.

As soon as it was dark, the Jeruts set up camp on the relatively gentle slopes of the hill, erecting a simple fortification, while sending sentries and archers to climb the trees and guard against the night attacks by the Leriates.

In the camp, all the generals gathered here, and the bald commander swept everyone and said, "It seems that our speed is not slow, and we can reach the city of Leria in three days at most." But don't take it lightly, and prevent the Lerea from attacking the camp in the middle of the night. But judging from his expression, this is also a routine order, and he didn't take it seriously.

Many generals said yes, but they didn't take it to heart.

Rosie wanted to speak and stopped, but after thinking about it, he gave up. He understood that he was not a big man at this moment, but a small commander, and there were as many as twenty-two such officials here. He didn't want to be noticed, and if he didn't show his abilities, he naturally wouldn't be taken seriously. If he proposes that the Lereans will attack at night, it will be enough if they really come, and if they do not come, they will inevitably offend people.

In this case, he kept silent, on the contrary, if this war is not difficult, how can he show his ability?

As soon as he returned to his team, he immediately arranged for people to take defensive measures, and they were ready to fight at any time. Rossi led this group of people to fight a bloody way out of the chaotic army, and everyone was very convinced of his arrangement. As for those thorns who were kicked out by other legions, after the cordial education of their comrades-in-arms, they also understood the truth of who is the boss.

As the night deepened, there was not a single sound in the forest except for the snoring that came and went.

Rosie looked at the forest of the black hole and tightened the sword in his hand.

Time passed little by little, and after midnight, the sun was about to rise in two or three hours.

At this moment, a flaming arrow pierced through the darkness and shot straight into the barracks.