tasted the sweetness, and the next day, all the soldiers in the dead battalion wanted to go out to grab the merit. Although the number of Sailwang wolf rides outside the village has increased a lot, it has not frightened everyone's passion. Bruce also let the victory get carried away, recalling that at the northern border, the Selwan Wolf Cavalry was also defeated one after another under his men, so he agreed to the request to go into battle, and sent five squads at once.

But Bruce forgot that the Dead Battalion had no armor and was not the Iron Cavalry of the First Legion, which could charge in the rain of arrows. The 100 dead soldiers who came out of the camp and broke through the battle didn't even touch the corners of the enemy's clothes, so they let the arrows in the sky kill all the arrows. The Selwan people are also reflecting on their progress, and the archers command this time to calculate the amount in advance, and the rain of arrows covered the front of the dead charge, leaving no gap, and the same two waves of rifle bow salvos easily killed a hundred people, avenging yesterday's defeat.

"Defend the whole army!" Bruce saw that he had lost his sharpness, and immediately closed the gate and turned to the defense.

Selwan wolf rides, this will be rampant. They rode on horses to show off their might, and roared in front of the Guao State Camp. There were a few Gu Ao dead soldiers who did not die for a while in the rain of arrows, and they were tied to the horse's tail and dragged by them, grinding their flesh and blood alive, revealing their white bones.

The Gu Ao soldiers who were huddled in the camp listened to the miserable screams of their colleagues, and their faces turned pale with fright. The myth of the invincibility of the Serwan Wolf Cavalry has returned, and yesterday's short-lived madness has long been thrown out of the clouds.

"Walter, why haven't the bows and arrows been delivered yet?" Bruce fired at the red-haired Walter in the lifeless camp. When the military fortress was built, Bruce felt that the equipment was insufficient, so Walter rushed to Kyoto and asked the military department to allocate enough bows and arrows.

The military department dismissed it, saying that the battalion of dead soldiers was not allowed to be equipped with bows and arrows. Walter was scolded with a red face and a reluctant explanation.

"Don't we have Camp Isabella? they're not death row inmates!" Bruce said hatefully.

"The military department said that the new battalion sequence could only be recognized after the pre-battle inspection. Walter was anxious. These days, he begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother in the yamen of the military headquarters, and the military situation on the front line was like fire, and he was still unhurried in the back, arguing over trivial matters. These days in Onda Port City, there is even talk of moving the capital, and everyone is panicking. The mighty First Legion has been defeated, and there are still people who believe that Bruce can hold it.

"When are you going to check it out?"

"The military department said wait. ”

"How long will it take?"

"Say wait"

"That means it's far away?"

“......”

Amos is unaware of Bruce's troubles, and he is getting to know the six brothers better.

Clifford, able-bodied, murderer, thirty-two years old.

Francis, thin, fugitive, twenty-four years old.

Cyril, one finger less, death row inmate, twenty-seven years old.

Lawrence, slightly fat, merchant, thirty-four years old.

Hearing that Lawrence was a merchant, Aimo stared a few more times, thinking that he was a spy like Ada, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was full of weather, and he was a hard worker.

After charging into battle, Amos clearly recognized the power of his team. In front of the enemy's dense spear formation, if everyone did not move forward desperately, it would be impossible for one person to kill through the enemy formation, and it would be impossible to survive alone. The coordination of combat skills is very important, and the concentricity of brothers is more important than combat skills.

In the battlefield, there are spearheads everywhere, and there is danger at any time, if there is no comrade-in-arms who can be entrusted to the back, it is like a blind and arrogant enemy general, no matter how strong it is, it will fall.

Ada said that killing the enemy in formation can better protect oneself on the chaotic battlefield and maximize one's combat power. After they killed the formation this time, they survived by luck, and they all knew that it was useless to fight alone. The gun formations practiced by the Dead Soldiers' Battalion are only useful when the two armies are facing each other head-on, and the assault still requires combat skills.

"Give your back to your brothers!" This is the key to the coordination of combat skills. Even if you have better combat skills and secret skills, if the people around you don't cooperate, it's all empty talk on paper.

There are seven people in the ninth squad, and they have all died and died a few times. Seven brothers, who have experienced the baptism of life and death on the battlefield, have formed a deep friendship. This is a fateful friendship, and when you go to the battlefield again, you still have to trust each other. With a deep emotional foundation, Amos gathered everyone again to practice combat skills together, and it was much more tacit.

"Coordination must be tacit, and offense and defense must be in place. Amos waved his stick in his hand, breaking up the formation of the six men again. "Those who attack must move forward and give their lives to the brothers who are defending!"

"Come again!" this is Amos's military order, and it is also the common voice of everyone.

"Come again!" knocked down, Aya screamed and got up again.

"Come again!" Lawrence, the eldest, fell, straightened up, gritted his teeth, and stood in the line again.

Simon walked over with a swagger and pointed at Amos and the others. He received the first merit, and did not leave after being pardoned for freedom, and took the initiative to ask to join *** and continue to stay in the camp. Bruce praised him and gave him the rank of free man sergeant. Since then, he has often been in and out of the dead soldiers' camp, showing off his martial arts very much, and his mouth is not idle, "Practice hard, I am missing a team of personal soldiers!"

"We don't have a shortage of dogs, what do you bark. Aya scolded sharply, causing everyone around him to burst into laughter.

"Wait for the puppy, don't fall into my palm. Simon's face turned purple with anger, and his fingers trembled.

Not wanting to waste time, Amos shouted, "Practice!"

"Wow!" the six people collectively responded, and their voices shouted very loudly, as if dozens of people were there, and Simon shivered in fright.

More and more Serwan troops were coming from New Girona, and the battle finally began. The first wave of offensive and defensive battles began on the 10th day. After the Selwan people had plundered Nova Girona, the army was directed at the port of Onda, and who knew that in the Grand Canyon of Isabela, the little nail of Bruce was stumped.

On the first day of the camp defense battle, the D brigade was in the rear as the reserve, and the A brigade was in the front to defend. When the Selwan people rained down on arrows, the soldiers of the dead battalion who were committed to the giant wooden wall fell down one after another. This black and oppressive cloud of arrows, larger than the area of the Colosseum in Olaiden, fell down, densely nailed to the wall, like a layer of black hair.

And the arrows that passed through the cracks in the wall, or crossed from above, were shot at the dead soldiers of the first brigade, and they were all handed over to half of the people at once.

"Shields, bows and arrows!" Bruce stood on the high podium, jumping to his feet in a hurry. I asked the military department to allocate equipment early, but it was too late, how can this battle be fought!

Another rain of arrows came, and the dead without a piece of armor screamed again. This time, the Selwan archers were closer, and the more arrows they shot through the wall, the greater the death. There are only a dozen dead soldiers in Brigade A who can still stand up now.

And these dozen or so people didn't get to see the noon sun. Then another dark cloud drifted by, destroying all the dead behind the wall.

In the Isabella barracks, everyone was silent, do you still need to fight this battle?

"Woo!" the trumpet of the Selwan army sounded, and their infantry rushed forward in a neat formation.

"Team B, attack!" Bruce is like a crazy gambler, and he won't be finished until he loses. He waved the flag and asked Brigade B to make up for it. And the inspection team of the fire ghost Walter also raised the butcher knife, and a few dead soldiers who hesitated and did not move immediately became the souls of the corpse.

"Grandma's, it's all a death anyway, rush!" The death row inmates of Brigade B shouted and scolded, and pounced with their spears. Dead under the knife of the inspector team, dead is also a prisoner, if you kill the enemy and do not die, you can come back and be free. As long as there is hope, they have pursuit.

Through the thick wall of wooden stake fences, long infantry iron spears on both sides stabbed each other. The dead soldiers of Gu Aoguo did not have armor to protect their bodies, and the leather armor of the Selwang infantry was not very strong, and the cold and shining iron spear head could reap the lives of soldiers on both sides unscrupulously.

Bruce's camp is very ghostly, and he avoids enemies on all sides. Moreover, the official road from New Girona, when it arrives here, can only allow a dozen people to pass, and there are huge boulders on the left and right. No matter how many enemy troops there were attacking Serwan, only a few dozen people could come forward and assassinate them. In the most fierce attack on the walled gate, the total number difference between the two sides cannot be seen here.

But the battle loss exchange ratio between the two sides is also about the same. One died inside, one died outside, and blood cascaded down the cliffs, staining the raging Onda River red.

Through the huge stakes, iron spears pierced out and pierced in, and each shot reaped a life. The two sides fought here, the front-row fighters desperately stabbed the iron guns forward, and the back-row fighters stabbed forward through the front cracks. The person in front fell, and the person behind stepped over the corpse and continued to assassinate. When the corpses piled up and got in the way, they kicked them into the Onda River, freeing up space to continue fighting.

This is a test of will, this is a duel of military discipline, and this is a struggle for glory. One side is for redemption and forgiveness, to protect the country and protect the family, and the other side is to open up territory for the sake of war exploits and rewards.

Skill, pull aside.

Fighting, pull aside.

Strategy, step aside.

There is only life fighting here, here is just life and death, this is just death alternation!

Bruce's eyes were red, not because of the pain of the casualties of the soldiers, but because of the delay in victory. Seeing that there were not many people in the B Brigade in front of him, he waved the flag, and the C Brigade began to form a team. Behind these dead soldiers, Walter's military discipline broadsword was raised again.

"Kill!" the dead soldiers of the C Brigade were infected by the fierce battle. Since they are all dead, let's die more heroically and kill the invaders!

"Dangdang Dang!" Bruce, who was gambling to fight for his old Ben, finally heard the sound of the closing gong of the Selwan army. Amos looked up and saw that it was already noon. The fierce fight just now was two hours. He let go of his clenched fists, his palms covered with sweat.

"Is that all there is to it?" Amos pondered. On the first day of attack, Bruce had already filled in nearly 400 people, plus the 100 people who died in vain a few days ago, there were only 300 people left in the Bruce Dead Soldier Battalion. If it's still like this tomorrow, you won't be able to keep it at noon, "What if you change it?"

But Bruce didn't think so, he munched on horse meat, listened to the flattery of the people around him, and was very excited about today's victory. Counting the new Isabella battalion, he had 2,000 men in his hands, and now he had lost 500 men, but only a quarter.

"If the commander is determined, he is really a model for my generation! At present, the great enemy does not change his face, and he kills the Selwang thief army!" But when I looked up and saw the handsome demeanor, I was immediately afraid. The marshal is so feather, he should be the reincarnation of the god of war in Gu Aoguo. ”

"God of War? That's Old Man Zhong's. ”

"Zhong Hanmo is a god of war, he is a running god!"

"Hahaha!"

Listening to the laughter of the camp, Amos was just about to go inside. Unexpectedly heard a cruel word, I couldn't help but feel depressed, and stood down again.

"Dashuai, let the Ding team go up tomorrow! Isn't Amos powerful, he will definitely be able to withstand it. "This is Saimen's trick. The camp gate is a place where life is exchanged for life, there is no room to dodge and move, the two sides are stabbed through the fence, and their faces are invisible, how to give full play to the ability of individual soldiers.

"Boy, let it go. Thankfully, Bruce didn't agree, otherwise Amos would have turned around and gone back to his last meal of horse meat. Today, the Selwan people are so powerful that many of their horses have been shot and killed, and they can only be eaten by everyone.

"Amos, the ninth squad of the D brigade, asked to be seen. Amos was outside the gate, shouting for a meeting.

"Come in. The rabbit has long ears, so it is said that it has arrived. Bruce took another bite of the horse's flesh and feasted on it