After a short period of silence, the gate of the expeditionary force headquarters was suddenly opened, and all the commanding generals issued the latest orders to their respective regiments: immediately rush to the Oasis outpost 67 kilometers to the northwest, and all air units contact the various wings that have been sent out, surround the past from several directions in the northwest direction, and support as soon as possible!

It was noon, and the scorching sun had caused the runway temperature to rise sharply, and all the P-51 Mustang fighters were lined up at the end of the runway in order to prepare for takeoff.

Each P-51 Mustang fighter was fully loaded, with 1,200 rounds of 20mm machine gun rounds, 200 pounds of jet fuel slung under its belly, and a cluster bomb with ferocious firepower capable of destroying a small town.

It would have been a joy to be able to show their strength on the battlefield, but when the pilots knew that their brother troops were in a bitter battle, and even Morton had already stepped into Hades with half a foot, the smiles on their faces disappeared, and only coldness remained.

Their mission this time was simple and straightforward, which was to completely destroy the oasis outpost, and if enemy reinforcements arrived, they had to guarantee their air supremacy.

Standing at the end of the runway, Hatsuyuki's vision blurred and frozen: the pilots jumped onto the wings and sat in the cockpit, the four-bladed propeller on the nose of the Mustang began to turn, and the epoch-making machines prepared to take off against the wind.

There were not a few coalition soldiers who saw this scene, and they were surprised to see the steel monsters let out a passionate roar, and then accelerated in a wave of incredible exclamations, rushing into the blue sky with an indomitable momentum!

Redias also saw the fighter jets taking off in the distance, he clenched his fists suddenly, and then released them again, and so on, his mood was extremely complicated.

Best was the last to take off, and the moment he pulled up the nose of the plane, his eyes met Chu Xue's pair of hopeful eyes, and he gave a serious military salute, he would definitely bring the brothers back completely.

A flight squadron of 24 Mustang fighters circled over the base camp and formed a formation, roaring away in the northwest direction with the hope of the bright field.

Best pulled up the nose of the plane and crashed into the clouds, and the entire formation climbed with it, hiding the tracks of the formation in the clouds, which would facilitate the surprise attack.

Best stared at the data on the dashboard, and everything was normal.

He always had a hunch that there would be a bad battle next.

......

39 km east of the base camp of the expeditionary force, the 7th Wing of Iron Hills.

"What? You want us to rush to the aid of 67 kilometers northwest of the base camp immediately?" The captain of the Iron Hills Dwarves led by him was stunned when he heard the news of the heralds.

He spread out the map and found his location, and his head was big.

The previous order given to them by the high command was to launch a carpet search to the east, and in the past few days they have not found the oasis, but they have defeated several desert guerrilla forces, and the battle damage of the wing is within an acceptable range, and the results are okay.

But now it would be too painful to suddenly ask them to rush to a place 100 kilometers away in a straight line. You must know that desert operations are not as good as plain operations, and the advance speed of the troops is really slow, and by the time they have completed this 100-plus kilometers, I am afraid that it will be dark.

And rushing to the northwest, it means that they must give up the gains they have made in this area, the desert guerrillas will not be polite to you, you can take back the position with the front foot and the back foot, this needs to make a trade-off, once they withdraw from here, it means that all the efforts made during this time will be in vain.

"Which unit is in the middle of the battle?" asked the Iron Hills Wing Captain.

The herald replied, "It's an infantry wing of elves and bright fields. ”

"It's the elves... No wonder it's a bitter battle, wait... You say there's still a bright field?!" The Iron Hills Wing's voice suddenly raised an octave.

"Yes, it is said that the battle troops of Guangguang encountered stubborn resistance, and several important generals were seriously wounded, and the condition is very critical. "The herald truthfully passed on the battle report.

"Hiss!" the dwarves from the Iron Hills gasped.

For the bright field, many dwarves have a friendship with them.

After Chang Hao and Master Orn of Iron Hills reached a verbal agreement, an underground transportation line jointly built by both sides crossed the border between the two countries, and a steady stream of ore was imported into Guangming Ye through this underground railway.

Chang Hao did not hide anything from Master Orn, and generously gave Master Orn the steam technology and the engineering skills of railway construction, and Orn expressed his sincere admiration for Chang Hao's broad mind, and this matter also reached the ears of his cousin, the King of Iron Hills, through Orn's story.

Since the fight, the Iron Hills and the military headquarters have had a feeling of being brothers to Guangye, after all, the dwarves are notoriously straightforward creatures without bent intestines, and they soon became one with Guangye's troops.

But what is most memorable to the dwarves is the combat ability of the Bright Warriors.

In the more than a month since they came to the desert, the troops of the Bright Fields have won many battles, and they will win every battle, and their professionalism and outstanding combat ability have made a general of the Iron Hills at that time privately say something that is talked about by the dwarves.

"The troops of the Bright Wild are more like militias than the regular army of the Orc Kingdom, and I think the latter are more like militias. ”

Fortunately, the words of the Iron Hill general only spread among the dwarves, and did not reach the orc kingdom army, otherwise this alone could cause an international dispute.

However, now they actually heard that the combat troops of Guangye were actually in a bitter battle, and there were important generals who were seriously wounded and in danger?

The gods are above, when did the army of the desert kingdom have this ability?

"And according to the Knights they fled, the Desert Kingdom has sent reinforcements there. The herald's words caused another commotion among the dwarves.

"Captain, what are we going to do? are we going to give up here?" a squadron leader-like dwarf approached the general. He looked back at the vast yellow sand, although there was nothing here, but this was the territory that thousands of their brothers had fought over from the desert guerrillas for more than half a month, and he really didn't want to send it back like this.

"Go! How can you not go? Our brother is suffering, and we have no reason to sit idly by!" the captain spat at the yellow sand under his feet, "The lost territory can be regained, and my brother's life is gone, but he can't come back!"

The words of the wing commander aroused the enthusiasm of the dwarven soldiers, and they began to organize their equipment and count the water they carried with them, preparing for a rapid march of hundreds of kilometers into the desert.

At this moment, suddenly a dwarven soldier in charge of reconnaissance ran to the side of the wing leader and pointed in a direction and said, "Sir, you must take a look at this before you transfer!"

The Wing Captain chuckled in his heart, signaled the whole team not to make a big noise, and followed the scout to the back slope of a sand dune, took the binoculars, and looked in the direction pointed by the scout.

As far as he could see, the desert guerrillas who came out of nowhere were like bugs, and their equipment was indeed not good, but they were better than the number of people, and the captain of the wing roughly estimated that these guerrillas were at least about 8,000 people, only a little more.

The 8,000-strong guerrilla force, in fact, can no longer be called a guerrilla, this is already the size of two wings, and it is an armed force that must not be underestimated.

These desert guerrillas were in such a hurry that they no longer even did their best hidden tracks, and were like sharp knives that went straight to the northwest.

"Sir, the direction of this guerrilla group is also northwest. The Scout took a deep breath and said, "I'm guessing that their purpose is the same as ours!"

The Wing Commander from the Iron Hills put on his helmet and held the hilt of his knife in his backhand.

"All the soldiers obey the order!, stop preparing and prepare to meet the enemy!" he exclaimed.

He made the right decision in an instant.

These desert guerrillas must have received orders to reinforce the northwest like them, which is why they are so desperate to advance, even at the cost of exposure.

Then what they have to do is very clear.

They want to intercept this group of 8,000 desert guerrillas here, and reduce the pressure as much as possible on the main battlefield in the northwest.

The herald also sensed the enemy's movement not far away, and he also knew the final decision made by the commander of the 7th Wing of Iron Hills, he would leave here first and report everything that happened here to the expeditionary force headquarters in time.

But he didn't know if he would be able to see the co-captain again after this battle.

The herald gave a solemn military salute: "I wish you a triumphant victory." ”

"Lend you good words!" the Wing Captain said with a hearty smile, and pulled his knife out of its sheath with a stab.

"There is never a word backward in the dwarf dictionary! Anyone who tries to hurt our brother must first step over our corpse!"

The emotions and blood of the dwarven soldiers were ignited to the extreme, and they clenched the weapons in their hands, sweat dripping down their cheeks and disappearing without a trace.

He waved his knife heroically: "Iron Hills Seventh Wing!

......

Scenes such as this one began to play out everywhere on the magnificent desert map.

The Expeditionary Force's command sent all the orders for reinforcements, but the Desert Kingdom did the same, with a combined reinforcement of more than 400,000 troops from both sides, all of which engaged in a bloody tug-of-war around the oasis outpost.

Many of the wings dispatched outside quickly moved northwest to reinforce after receiving the news from the heralds. However, some of the heralds were unfortunately captured by the army of the Desert Kingdom on the way to the herald, resulting in some wings not receiving orders.

However, these wings, who did not receive orders, also found that the movement of the army of the Desert Kingdom was strange, and in line with the two basic combat principles of "never stop fighting" and "I will be happy if the enemy is not happy", they spontaneously intercepted the enemy army, and finally relieved the pressure on the northwest front without getting any information.

They didn't have time to ask for instructions from the high command, and the fighters were changing in an instant, fleeting. Fighting by asking for instructions, even if you eat, you can't catch up with the heat.

Some small wings were not capable of intercepting the desert cavalry head-on, so they were clever enough to let the desert cavalry go first, then wait for the cavalry to run away, and then suddenly jump out and kill the infantry behind, and also achieved good results.

Within 100 kilometers of the base camp of the Expeditionary Force's headquarters, 70% of the combat units have been put into battle, and the remaining 30% are still on the way to the northwest front, making a series of battles form a chain reaction, and every sand dune and every saline-alkali land has become a battlefield of flesh and blood.

The Desert Kingdom and the Tripartite Alliance are both fighting at this moment.

Whoever can get closer to the northwest front first will be able to influence the situation of the war!

......

Silvergray raised his knife to block a sharp slash from Daneman, narrowing his eyes.

The commander of the two desert cavalry wings did have two brushes, a steel armor that looked like it was made in the Human Empire, and its combat power was close to that of the Golden Knight, and after a few rounds of fighting, Silver Ash still couldn't take the commander's head.

Having lost an arm, Morton's combat strength plummeted, and he retreated to a relatively safe place under the cover of a group of rangers, and the snow leopard cavalry of the Frozen Throne and the elven infantry who arrived temporarily took over the battlefield, but the situation was still very unoptimistic.

A deep hole has been dug into the oasis and inhabited by huge earth lizards, which are hardly able to die without being hit, causing a lot of trouble for the snow leopard cavalry.

Because on the current oasis battlefield, there are two types of troops with completely different combat methods, the earth lizard cavalry and the camel cavalry, and the snow leopard cavalry deals with two kinds of cavalry at the same time, one tall and one short, and it is definitely not an easy thing to adapt, especially when the earth lizard and camel rush over at the same time, I really don't know which one to solve first.

The role of the elven infantry is more to contain the prism tower to further launch and aim, although they can't solve the prism on the top of the prism tower as hard as a diamond, but they can solve the soldiers who manipulate the prism tower, one by one the arrows that can't be dodged crashed into the flesh, the blood flowers spread the yellow sand, at least half of the number of the prism tower was "liberated" by the elves.

"I admit that you are strong, snow leopard warriors from the orc kingdom. Daneman's voice came from the dull iron armor, he wore a full-coverage steel helmet on his head, and one could imagine the heat burning his facial muscles.

Daneman said: "Even if you can win, it will only be temporary, and our reinforcements are not far from here." Will you, who were exhausted at that time, still be able to withstand this oasis? I think you know better than anyone else, right?"

"As a dead person, you don't need to think about so many problems, that's something that only the survivors think about. ”

Silver Ash didn't have time to rub his lips with this guy, and the special Yang Yan War Knife was held by him with his backhand, and he jumped two or three meters high with a step, bringing a breathtaking momentum, and the flame phantom of the Yang Yan War Knife was like a peacock unfolding the screen, and slashed down towards the big iron can in front of Daneman!