"My lord, just tell me how we're going to fight! I just want to end this war as soon as possible and go home, this place is so cold that it's not pleasant at all. A black officer shouted, the big man who looked like a man-bear. He is very fierce on the battlefield, and when he kills well, he will occasionally attack even friendly troops. Therefore, this guy has received a lot of punishments, even if he has a good record, he is only a master chief at the moment.

An operational meeting of this level was originally not authorized by the non-commissioned officer chief. However, considering that this guy nicknamed Storm Bear has an excellent record, it was authorized by Tyr to participate. Storm Bear likes battlefields, but he doesn't like cold places, and the long years of freezing in the western tundra are driving him crazy.

"Storm Bear, I heard you've found a new woman. This is the first few, and those women before must not have been able to stand your big dick and ran away. A lewd man laughed, with a large head and no grass on his head, covered only with black, centipede-like surgical sutures. This guy is a perceptual domain capable person, and his brain is particularly developed, and has evolved to the extent that it is more than one-third larger than the brain of ordinary people.

Probably very few people in the army remember his name, except that his nickname was "The Doctor". The Medic considers himself to be the best at understanding the human psyche, preferring to use the ability of the Perception Domain to lure his opponent into the abyss of death on the battlefield. Enemy or friendly, not many people will like this perverted guy.

Storm Bear was no exception, he frowned and said, "Shut up, doctor, every time I see you, I'd rather face a piece of shit!"

"Hey, hey, you know, Stormbear. When humans are afraid of something, they like to hide their fear with hatred. The doctor said lightly, and he took out an unknown type of worm from his pocket, put it in his mouth and chewed it. Immediately, the gray-yellow juice flowed from his mouth, and his appearance was horrible and disgusting.

Storm Bear stood up violently and said in a calm tone, "Doctor, you want to make multiple holes in your head, right?" In that case, I wouldn't mind helping you out!"

"That's enough!" said Tyre with a smile.

The god of war wasn't even angry, but whether it was a violent bear, a doctor, or any other eccentric guy, he had to restrain his temper. Those who know Tyr well know that the gentler he is, the more it means that he wants to kill at the moment. The members of the Golden Battle Axe know that their regimental commander is always smiling on the battlefield of fire and blood, smiling and killing every enemy that comes into his sight!

They didn't want to be Tyr's enemies, so they obediently chose to keep their mouths shut.

Tyr patted the tactics board and said, "Gentlemen, I have called you here to give you advice, not to make you bicker like children. Look, you've thrown your face at the door. ”

The officers of the Golden Tomahawk remembered that this battle meeting was not only attended by them, but also by the friendly legions with a loose attitude and no discipline at all.

There were only nine people in the meeting this time, but each of them was at the level of the eighth order. They are the elite of the Hammer of Doom, but the elite is relative to the performance of the battlefield. In public, they follow the tradition of standing on the hammer of destruction, and are loose, proud, and undisciplined. The battle of the Hammer of Doom would not be preceded by a battle meeting, and according to their commander, Thor, we had only one mission, which was to bring destruction to our opponents, not to babble like a preacher. What is that, can you eat it? This regiment has no tactics to speak of, but relies more on the flexible interaction of the various groups among the regiments.

Therefore, when they received Tyr's invitation, they were more out of respect for the god of war, and in the entire golden battle axe, they only affirmed Tyr's strength. However, their attendance does not mean that they will attend the so-called combat meeting. For these arrogant guys, the so-called battle meeting is just a game for the weak.

Tyr was undoubtedly a strong man, but his golden battle axe was more like a guard of honor, even for the high-ranking officers who were qualified to attend the meeting.

From the very beginning, the atmosphere in the tent was anything but friendly. It's not that Tyr doesn't know this, it's just that he doesn't mind.

On the plasma electronic board, Tyre patted his hand on Fang Xiangshang in the Tulash Mountains and said, "Look at this, gentlemen. This is the problem we encountered this time, this mountain range has become a natural barrier to the green capital, and behind it is the plain area of the flat river. Because of this mountain range, our chariots could not climb over it, and we had to march on foot to get to the other side of the mountain quickly. So the problem is, if we march on foot, we can quickly reach the plains and launch a quick attack on the green capital. However, in this way, our firepower may appear weak in the absence of heavy firepower. And if you use a chariot to attack around the mountains, it will take a lot of time. What do you think about this?"

A hand was raised, attracting Tyr's attention. With his help, Wren stood up. For the officer who brought back the news of the Zero Mutiny, Tyr had already awarded him a first-class merit and added an additional medal to his uniform. This had made the other senior officers of the Golden Tomahawk jealous, but now that he stood up to speak, the other officers except Storm Bear and the Medic gave each other a look.

Wren didn't know much, stood up and said frankly, "My lord, I suggest that you travel lightly and ride over the mountains on foot. During the time I was in contact with the Gegnayans, according to my observations, they did not have an advantage in heavy firepower. However, their soldiers are not weak, and the combination of arms is reasonable, and they can be able to meet the needs of most battlefields through flexible combinations. Moreover, this is their territory, and I propose that our army must strike mercilessly with thunder, and not give them time to react, otherwise we will be very passive. ”

"Passive?" one of the officers laughed and said, "I don't agree with Wren's centennial. There is no doubt that the Commander of the Hundred is a brave and skilled general, but with all due respect, the Commander of the Hundred lacks the experience and control of a large-scale war. When commanding a war, every commander tries his best to give full play to the advantages of our army and avoid factors that are unfavorable to his side. May I ask the Commander of the Hundred, what is the greatest advantage of our legion now? This question should be quite clear to all the colleagues present, yes, it is the chariot. We have mobile forces that are unmatched by the alien races in the west, and with the cooperation of various types of vehicles, we can achieve the tactical goal of positional suppression. And now the 100-man commander wants us to give up these advantages, just to buy a little dispensable time?"

"That's right, even if there is time for those aliens to react, as long as we have heavy firepower, we can use the advance of the chariot formation to achieve a scorched earth strategy against the enemy. To Zuihou, those aliens will find that they have no way to escape in the end. On the other hand, if the hundred-man commander gave up the chariot and relied only on the meager firepower in the hands of the soldiers to fight this battle, if one link went wrong, according to what you said, the Gegeniyas could completely use the flexible combination of troops and match the terrain they are familiar with to break up our battle formation. At that time, it was really passive, right?"

These high-ranking officers have dismissed Wren's suggestion in a light and light manner. On the other side of the Hammer of Doom, there was no movement at all, except for the undisguised smiles on the faces of several officers, obviously looking at the golden battle axe's joke.

Wren was even more bruised, if he compared his combat strength, he had the confidence not to lose to any of these officers. But they were right, Wren was better at infiltration and raid battles than battlefields where the two armies faced each other, so they were refuted without backhand.

Seeing this, Tyr coughed dryly at the right time and said, "Your proposals are very constructive, but there are certain flaws in either tactic. So I thought maybe we could do a two-pronged approach. ”

"I, along with a group of excellent fighters, formed a commando team to cross this mountain range on foot and attack the enemy in the shortest possible time. This, while delivering a rapid strike, can also play a role in attracting fire. At this time, the others rounded the mountains and inflicted heavy fire on our enemy troops from the other direction, in order to break their lines in the shortest possible time. I guess you don't have any objection to that, right?"

"My lord!" Storm Bear stood up and said, "I have no opinion, as long as you take me with you, I will smash those aliens in the face as soon as possible!"

Tyr waved his hand, motioned for him to sit down, and said, "As for the selection of the commando, of course, you need a good fighter like Storm Bear. But I'd like to invite the Doomhammer folks to participate, for you, that's exactly what Doomhammer is good at, isn't it?"

The Doomhammer officers, who had been watching jokes on their faces, all restrained their smiles and looked solemn after hearing Tyr's words. They knew very well what it meant to be a commando, and that meant a head-on fight with the Gegnayans. And fighting without heavy firepower will cost a lot of people. There would be no problem if all this had been proposed by Thor, but the problem now is that it was Tyr who made the suggestion, or commanded.

An officer in the Hammer of Doom said lightly, "If Lord Tyr personally participates in this operation, then we naturally have no right to refuse, do we?"

Tyr smiled, "Of course I will, I'm not a commander who has soldiers charge at the front and drink coffee in the safety of the rear." ”

"Then we won't have a problem. Several of the Doomhammer officers looked at each other and smiled.

So the general direction of the strategy was thus decided.

Tomorrow morning, Tyr will lead the Hammer of Doom on foot over Mount Tulash to attack the Green Capital, and at this time, the Golden Battle Ax will drive around the mountains in his chariot and attack Gegenia from the other direction. It's just that these two waves of offensives are sequential, so the pressure on the commandos will be very great. Had it not been for Tyr's personal participation in the operation, even though he was currently the supreme commander of both legions, Doomhammer would still have had a variety of means to refuse or modify orders.

However, there is a provision in Asgard's military rules that clearly states that if the commander is personally involved in military operations, subordinate members must obey unconditionally. That's why the officers of the Hammer of Doom would ask Tyr the same question, if Tyre personally participated in this commando operation, then they had no right to refuse.

And so it was settled. By the next morning, before dawn, Tyr was the first to appear at the exit of the camp. According to the order, when there were still three minutes left in the assembly time, the warriors of the Hammer of Doom arrived one after another, including nine high-rank, hundreds of promotions, and a large number of low-level warriors and servants, a total of more than 2,000 people.

Tyre looked at the army, and there was no doubt that they were indeed undisciplined during non-war periods. But now that he is on the march, even a servant has a cold light in his eyes. Such a look that only the warriors who emerge from the pile of corpses can have, and this time, Tyr will lead them to true destruction.

He once secretly touched the green capital of Gegnaia with Betsy and a few people knows better than anyone that the Gegna people are definitely not like what Wren said, there are only two types of troops: fish-man swordsman and long-range support soldiers. They also have Power Armor units suitable for heavy firepower roles on the ground, elusive Scouts, and the most devastating Ghost troops!

As long as the Green Capital dispatches these troops, combined with other means of defense, the Hammer of Doom and these people will not return at all. But what mattered, Teal thought happily, for these men were meant to send them to Hell to be with Thor.

You would be angry if you knew that I would do this to the legions you left behind, my dear brother, but all I need in the western tundra is my own army.

When the first rays of light appeared in the eastern sky, Tyr said lightly, "Let's go!"

So the army began to march, and Tyr took the lead, leading them into the vast mountains and forests, and towards the battlefield where they were buried!

In the dark will shijie, there is a misty light rising from the deepest depths, and like bubbles flying in the sea, they chase each other towards the sky above the will shijie. These are the rays of energy, which are channeled out and collide and gather as they rise like bubbles according to a certain law. In the process of collision and gathering, there is inevitably fission between energy and energy, and at the moment of fission, the huge liliang produced makes the dark will shijie bloom with brilliant fireworks.

These fireworks are so dissipating that they are difficult to notice. However, at the moment of the fireworks, the flow of time suddenly slows down, and the process of the fireworks blooming and disappearing is slowed down, so that the will to put a beam on it can be observed.

The moment he observed the fireworks, Zero opened his eyes.

He finally felt the existence of nothingness!