Lord of War

  The humidity in the Buryce Forest is very heavy, especially in the period before dawn at night, the feeling of stickiness is particularly obvious.

  The White Wing Mercenary Corps has stayed here for one night, so they are very clear about this feeling. Many soldiers put their weapons aside, and even remove the light armor on their bodies. If it is not for fear of bad influence, these soldiers even want to take off their whole body, but at the moment their upper body is completely naked, in fact, it is not much better. go.

  William's eyes swept across the faces of these soldiers, and there was a vague look of anger between his brows.

  He never expected that the quality of Baiyi's reserve soldiers would be so low. Is this really an army that has experienced many battles and can even fight against the regular army of various kingdoms? William expressed unusual suspicion about this. He glanced at the night with some worry. There was no wind tonight. The forest at this time seemed exceptionally quiet. Although these soldiers did make William a little blind to see, they were at least not stupid enough to really take care of it. Think of it as an outing or something.

  Most people are resting quietly, occasionally talking, but also extremely light.

  I don't know why, William always feels a little uneasy in his heart. The silence in the forest makes him feel unusually vigilant. At this time, he was not at all the lazy appearance he had before, and his whole body exuded an extremely awe-inspiring aura, like a sheathed sharp blade, with a sharp edge.

  Finally, among the crowd, William found the white-winged mercenary general who was in charge of the operation.

  When the other party saw William walking towards him, he unabashedly frowned. Several adjutants around him also seemed to be aware of the problem. Everyone turned their heads to look at William, and the atmosphere seemed unusually low. Obviously, William is definitely not a likable or popular role here, even if he has shown his extraordinary talents this morning.

   "What's the matter?" The general said with a proud face.

  "Aren't you arranging a vigil?" William glanced at the surrounding situation and found that there were no patrols arranged at all, and he couldn't help but speak.

"Do you think it is still necessary?" The general did not want to pay attention to William, but William said these words as if he heard a very funny joke, "Do you think those northern barbarians will attack us? ... Do they have that strength? Besides, when I was evacuating, I had already sent the team back to the northeast and deliberately laid traces of our evacuation south. Do you think those northern barbarians can really spot us?"

  "You are too arrogant." William stared at the general coldly. "As an excellent general, no matter when or where, you should not leave any opportunity for the enemy."

   "Oh? What do you think you should do?" The general asked back.

  "The soldiers should be dressed neatly now, and their hands should be shrunk. At least they should not break up like this. At the same time, they need to arrange manned night patrols..."

Before William could finish his words, an adjutant next to him interrupted him: "The soldiers have been on the road for a long time. We should take this opportunity to take a good rest, because our food is already a little insufficient, so we should take advantage of it. The enemy hasn't found us yet..."

   "Do you think the enemy really didn't find it?" William looked at the opponent coldly, "The ambush in the morning failed. The opponent is obviously..."

"Enough!" The general snorted coldly, and the impatient expression on his face became more obvious. "An army does not need two commanders. Don't forget your position. You are just a staff officer. The real commander of the army is me, not you. I have been fighting for seven years. How old are you now?"

"It is proved by the facts this morning that your opponent's IQ is obviously not at the same level as you, and your experience cannot beat him." William reproached unceremoniously, "Moreover, you obviously don't have a deep understanding of the enemy's intelligence. The other party's. The troops are composed of northern barbarians, and the northern barbarians living in the ice region have a very keen sense of smell, which is related to their living environment."

The general's face was already gloomy and terrifying. He saw that many soldiers around him were already looking curiously at this side. It turned out that in the conversation just now, they were a little angry with each other, and their voices naturally became louder and louder. . Seeing the situation at this moment seems to have been unable to end, the general finally became a little embarrassed: "William! Please recognize your own identity, you are just..."

  The general's voice hadn't been finished yet, a scream suddenly sounded, and in this quiet forest and night, it was particularly abrupt and harsh.

  Everyone almost subconsciously looked at the screaming soldier, a feather arrow directly penetrated his heart, and the powerful shooting power even made the iron arrow come out. If this soldier hadn't removed the light armor because of the damp forest environment before, this arrow would definitely not have caused such a fatal blow to him.

Most of the soldiers around    were still a little dazed, obviously they hadn't reacted yet.

   "Enemy attack!" William was the one who reacted in the first place. He yelled out this sentence without even thinking about it, and then immediately fell to the ground and started looking for cover.

   Accompanied by this sound that seemed to be the start command, the white-winged mercenaries who were still resting before began to boil like ants on a hot pot. And until this moment, they can't believe that they will be attacked by enemies that they have always looked down upon. This is simply a shame! But at this moment, in order to completely wash away their shame later, they must save their lives as much as possible right now.

  At this point, the White Wing Mercenary Corps, as a three-tier unit, has a remarkable response capability.

  But, that’s all.

  The flying arrows all over the sky, like locusts, pouring down overwhelmingly.

  William only took a look, and immediately shrank as much as possible, and then completely hid behind the bunker, not daring to move at all. Looking at the shooting of these arrows, he was very clear that the commander of the opponent was more mindful than he imagined-under normal circumstances, in the terrain in the forest, he would pursue precise shooting and try his best to let him The enemy is downsizing. But now, the opposing commander has completely abandoned this tactic. Instead, he divided the archers into several groups and pursued the wounded with uninterrupted coverage and shooting.

At this moment, he was no longer even angry. The opponent's command ability not only exceeded his estimation, but even bolder than he imagined. In fact, even he did not expect the opponent at all. Actually dared to come over to attack at night. Although he had asked for patrols before, it was just a subconscious habit, and he didn't really think that the other party would dare to attack.

  But now...William really regards the opponent as a military strategist at the same level as himself, but it is a pity that he has a pig-like teammate on his side.

  In the rain of arrows, there is no directional area target at all, and it shoots wherever there are many people. But the only clear point is that the opponent obviously takes into account the front of the battlefield and the areas on the left and right. Anyone who tries to move in these three directions will be shot collectively without leaving a dozen, almost being shot into arrows. The pig's corpse fell there, clearly declaring the restricted area in front of him.

  William’s eyes moved on the battlefield. The place where he was hiding at the moment happened to be in the shadow of a huge boulder, instead of relying on tree trunks and other terrain to avoid like others. Although his position is indeed safer, the flaws are equally obvious. He can't observe the situation in the entire battlefield. The only thing that can be identified is that the pig-like general is roaring like a pig.

"This idiot, what else can he do besides letting people find cover?" William thought a little depressed. He only hates command and does not belong to him, and also has a bit of resentment. Why didn't the enemy kill the idiot together? In that case, in accordance with the battlefield regulations, as the second highest command in the army, he can immediately take over the command of this army.

   Then, William saw that the idiot had gone to the back of the battlefield, where hundreds of soldiers had gathered.

   Seeing the other's movements, William seemed to have suddenly felt like something, and a chill came out from deep in his heart. Fighting for the dedication that might be shot, he poked his head from the back of the bunker and glanced at the front of the entire battlefield-because during the previous break, the team did not deliberately keep a distance, but was scattered. It is spread all over, after all, the scale of three thousand people, this is by no means that dozens of people and hundreds of people can be easily concealed, so in this forest, they occupy a huge field width. But now, the frontal environment of the entire battlefield is cut into two places because of the rain of arrows. A total of more than two thousand troops are completely trapped in these two battlefields, including many wounded. He was lying on the ground and wailing, but the one who was lucky enough to be uninjured at this moment could only hide behind some rocks or tall trees, and did not dare to stand up at all, because the opponent’s arrow shot was from Shooting from the left and right sides, if it is purely to avoid one side, it will inevitably be attacked by the other side.

And the archer belonging to his side was completely suppressed at this moment and completely unable to raise his head, losing the judgment and leadership of the commander. The several messy counterattacks organized by the archer on their own also appeared abnormally weak and depressed, and they were unable to perform at all. Any desired effect. On the contrary, it attracted the attention of the other party, and the arrow rain on both sides covered it at the same time, causing more casualties.

  Before this battlefield, because of the vastness of the field, the field of vision is vast, forming a fan-shaped area of ​​death. Except for the first dozen soldiers who ran around in a panic and were shot into porcupines, no one now dared to break through to the front or to the left and right.

  Everything seems to be normal.

  However, William discovered that the opponent was using the firepower covered by the arrow rain to force his soldiers back. It seemed that the only way was safe. And most of the people who were lucky enough to be far away from the battlefield and were not cared for by Arrow Rain, at this moment, under the command of the generals of the White Wing Mercenary Corps, they quickly gathered towards the rear. At this moment, a team has formed a threat enough to threaten. The opposing archer's troops.

   But William let out a stern roar: "Spread away! That's a trap!"

   William's voice resounded abruptly on the battlefield, making the general feel flustered and fearful for no reason. Today, because he did not follow his advice, he suffered two failures as a result, and this second failure was a burden that was so painful that he could not bear it. It was like being slapped severely, so Although he still didn't like William and even thought that William was a scourge at all, he still subconsciously chose to obey: "Disperse!"

  Unfortunately, the general said it was too late.

  Three huge fireballs with a diameter of more than half a meter fell from the sky and landed exactly where the generals of the White Wing Mercenary Corps stood.

  In the next second, the flames bloomed like a red lotus in full bloom among the crowd, and a mushroom cloud rose slowly.