The King

  Chapter 436 Burning flames...

"quick!"

"Boost!"

  …

  In the coalition army, various kings kept urging the army to move forward.

  According to the news from the front line, the enemy has launched a general offensive. The last few tens of miles will directly determine the fate of the trapped coalition forces.

   "King, the battle on the front line is over, the enemy has turned to the south..."

  Hearing this answer, Snow Eagle King's face darkened, only the last twenty miles away.

   Without the slightest hesitation, Snow Eagle King hastily passed the news to the kings of all clans. The enemy has already run away, and there is no point in marching quickly.

   Chasing and killing does not exist, only cavalry has always chased and killed infantry, and infantry has never chased and killed cavalry.

  There is no organized cavalry in the coalition army. It’s not that the various ethnic groups don’t know the importance of cavalry. They are really trapped in a corner and cannot afford cavalry.

  …

  "Since the enemy has left, let's set up camp and let the soldiers rest for two days!"

  The Shadow King suggested.

  Soldiers on the battlefield are expensive and fast. In recent days, the soldiers of the coalition army have been rushing desperately, constantly refreshing the marching records of the alliance.

   As a price, most of the weaker soldiers are left behind. Certain races, even clansmen, were left behind.

   In such a hurry, I still missed it in the end. I can imagine how depressed I was.

   "Shadow King, I'm afraid it's too early to rest.

  According to the news from the spies, the enemy did not massacre the prisoners...the wounded, and there are still many wounded soldiers of various ethnicities on the battlefield waiting for our treatment. "

   Snow Eagle King added in a slightly embarrassed way.

   It is also very embarrassing for the alliance to say that a large number of soldiers have been captured in front of outsiders like elves.

  It's a pity that Snow Eagle King was too upright and accidentally exposed the truth. Even if a remedy is carried out, it will be superfluous.

  There is nothing to hesitate, since the tribe is still alive, it must be rescued.

  The family backgrounds of all ethnic groups are not strong, and everyone can only selectively ignore the matter of soldiers surrendering as prisoners.

   All the way to the front line, looking at the wounded all over the ground, the kings were dumbfounded.

  The wounded they understand and the wounded left on the scene are completely two concepts.

   There are only 50,000 troops in total, and there are more than 20,000 lying on the ground. With such a high proportion of seriously wounded, it may have refreshed the history of the mainland war.

   Giving up is impossible. The smaller the race, the closer the internal relationship. In front of many clansmen, whoever dared to do such a thing would not be able to sit firmly on the throne.

   Rescuing the wounded is undoubtedly a severe test for the coalition forces with medical conditions.

   "Damn humans, they are so despicable, they..."

   As soon as the words came to his lips, the giant king suddenly got stuck.

  Knowing that the wounded all over the ground are a burden thrown to them by the expeditionary army, as the king of a family, he can't directly say it.

  The other kings also scolded the human race for being despicable, but everyone tacitly kept quiet about the despicable method.

   "My lord, you are knowledgeable and well-informed, do you know if there is a cure?"

  The Shadow King asked expectantly.

   Above the medical level of the Ancient Remnant Clan Alliance, the people on the ground who have lost their vitality can only rely on themselves to resist.

   In the end, being able to survive one out of ten is considered lucky. Even if people can be rescued, they will not live for a few years.

  Watching so many colleagues die, the blow to the morale of the army can be imagined.

   "We don't carry many magic potions, so we can't save so many people at once.

   I'll have someone bring it over later, you can dilute it with water and distribute it to the soldiers.

  These drugs can only save the lives of the wounded, and they will need to be recuperated for a year or two later. After recovering, it should not be a big problem to live an ordinary life for the rest of my life. "

  Hearing the slightly sad words of the elf young woman, the mood of the kings became even lower. If you can't save everyone, then choose the key treatment!

   It's just this kind of words, they can only hold back in their stomachs. The magic medicine is provided by the elves, and others have the right to decide how to use it.

   Let the elves send more potions, everyone dare not even think about it. Allies are not babysitters, and it would be an honor to be able to take out these magic potions for emergency treatment.

  According to the past traditions of various ethnic groups, when such an accident occurs, the priority is usually given to the treatment of clansmen who are valuable to the tribe.

  I would rather let the ordinary people die than let the elites return to their peak state. This is the way to continue the race.

  But the elves are different, they pursue a different set of values. When such an accident happened, the first thing that came to mind was to save the lives of the clansmen.

   As for whether it can restore combat effectiveness, I will slowly figure out a way later.

  The initiative is in the hands of the elves. This collision of values ​​naturally ended with the elves winning a big victory.

   Seeing the diluted medicine being poured into the mouths of the tribe, the faces of the kings improved a bit.

  Even if the efficacy of the diluted healing potion is greatly reduced, it is better than nothing.

   After all, they are members of their own family, and it is definitely better to survive than to die.

   Immediately after, the difficult problem was exposed to everyone. How to deal with the large number of wounded?

   It is definitely not possible to take it with you on the march. If you bump along the way, you have to toss people away. If you can't take it away, you can only divide your troops to take care of it.

  …

  The army went all the way south, and after walking about seventy or eighty miles, Hudson suddenly ordered: "Send the order, and set up camp on the spot."

   "Yes, Marshal!"

  All the generals responded in unison.

   Frankly speaking, such a distance is not safe. If the enemy marched over overnight and used the cover of night to attack the camp, the cavalry advantage of the expeditionary force would be greatly weakened.

   But this can only be thought about. These days, the coalition forces of the ancient survivors are exhausted. After driving for a day during the day, and then let them play overnight raids, I am afraid that the army will collapse before reaching the destination.

  In the era of cold weapons, infantry who can travel hundreds of miles a day and maintain combat effectiveness are already the best of the best.

  The army set up their tents, and the fortifications began to be constructed. This is Hudson's habit of leading troops. Regardless of whether there is danger or not, fortifications must be built near the camp.

  Whispers in the open and in the dark are definitely indispensable. In the nearby hidden areas, some simple traps will also be arranged, usually extending for several miles.

   I don’t know if the enemy is too disciplined. These cautious styles have not played a role so far. It can't be said that it is completely useless, there are still many beasts that have been recruited.

  The unlucky beast that strayed into the trap naturally wanted to give the soldiers extra meals. As a result, the pawns who have followed Hudson for a long time have a tendency to evolve into hunters.

  Glanced at the improvised simple sand table, the ugly Hudson couldn't bear to look directly at it, and the error in proportion was so big that there was no edge.

   "Mark the location of the enemy's logistics team!"

   Hudson ordered immediately.

  Since the operation of the coalition forces of the ancient survivors, he has been eyeing the enemy's logistics. It's just that the enemy's logistics and the army moved together at the beginning, and he was not given a chance to attack.

  After unremitting efforts, in order to rescue the trapped troops, the enemy finally couldn't help but divide their troops yesterday.

  Looking at the position and distance marked on the sand table, Hudson frowned. The enemy's logistics supplies are actually only less than forty miles away from the position of the main force.

  With such a short distance, enemy reinforcements can arrive within a few hours. If action is taken, it must be fast and ruthless. Especially in confidential work, it is even more foolproof.

   "Marshal, the enemy is not far away from being mobilized by us. There is only a day's distance between the logistics force and the main force.

  If you want to attack them, I'm afraid you can only travel day and night, and then launch a surprise attack.

   Judging from the information collected, the enemy's logistics force has about 8,000 people, plus some races that have fallen behind, the total strength will not exceed 15,000.

  The combat effectiveness of these people is not very strong. If we send out the Warcraft Legion, it will not be difficult to eat them within four hours after the battle breaks out.

  Considering the transmission of information, it will take time to assemble a large army. The enemy can only reinforce the battlefield before the end of the battle, only a small group of elite troops.

   The Ancient Remnants Alliance is deeply divided. In the face of such an uncertain battle, when the various clans provide reinforcements, there will inevitably be some people who want to preserve their strength.

  The only thing that is uncertain is the elf army.

  We have collected too little information about the elf reinforcements.

  If the reinforcements come from the main battle armies of the Elven Kingdom, and they can attack forty miles within three hours, there should be no problem.

  If you are entangled by the enemy, I'm afraid..."

   Before Jose could finish speaking, Hudson smiled slightly. Looting grain and grass is the easiest way to win, but since ancient times, there have been very few successful cases of looting grain.

  The shortcomings that everyone can see are often not the real shortcomings.

   During the battle between the two armies, as long as the commander is not stupid, he will protect his food road. In many cases, it seems to be an opportunity, but it is actually a trap arranged by the enemy in advance.

  Of course, this time it will definitely not be a trap. Hudson does not believe that the ancient survivors who have been separated from the mainstream of the mainland for thousands of years can suddenly emerge as a military strategist.

   When it comes to fighting with soldiers, the elves are not much stronger. As paddling champions in previous continental wars, although their military strength is not weak, their actual combat experience is still too little.

   However, the lack of actual combat experience does not affect people's victory. In war, "one force will drop ten meetings" is actually the best tactic.

  If he can rely on his strength to press the past upright, Hudson is not willing to spend all his time planning here.

   "What's the point of attacking the enemy's food and grass at such a small distance?

  Even if they succeed, the enemy's current position is less than two hundred miles away from their stronghold. With the dry food they carry with them, it may be enough to consume on the road.

  Even if the enemy’s food and grass are seized, we will take away a little at most, and the rest can only be burned.

   Unless we can drag their main force in place, burning food and grass is of value. With an army of elves, it is too difficult to do this! "

  After listening to Hudson's explanation, all the officers were confused. If there is no value in burning the enemy's grain and grass, then why stare at the enemy's grain transport team?

  Looking at the map, Jose seemed to think of something, and then asked in disbelief: "Marshal, do you want to use raids to lure out the elf army, and then wait for an opportunity to kill them?"

   It’s no wonder that everyone couldn’t think of it. In fact, this plan is even more difficult to realize than the previous sneak attack on the grain road.

   It may be possible to draw out the elf army, but it is almost impossible to wipe them out in a short time.

  The two elites collided, and the battle would definitely not end in a short time. As long as the battle does not fall to one side, the coalition forces of the ancient survivors will be able to reinforce in time.

  Wars are often anti-human. The more impossible things happen, the easier it is to create miracles.

   "Don't worry, I don't have the extravagant hope of destroying the army of elves at once. But it's still possible to lure them out and give them a big gift.

  The goal is not high, if one thousand elf troops can be wiped out tonight, the mission is considered complete.

   If nothing can be done, we can just evacuate directly. Being able to eat the enemy's more than 10,000 troops will not lose anything! "

   Hudson said murderously.

  …

   As night fell, the coalition camp was brightly lit. The kings of all clans gathered together to inspect the camp, and suffered from two night raids in a row, and they learned to be good.

  In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of fighting on their own after being attacked by the enemy, a group of kings simply gathered together to form a joint headquarters.

  With so many people commanding together, the efficiency is definitely not as fast as that of one voice, but it is also an improvement.

   "King, all kings, big things... big things are not good!

  Our lagging team has been attacked by the enemy, please send troops to support the kings..."

  As soon as he finished speaking, before everyone asked, Xue Ying, who reported the letter, died. When he got closer, everyone found that there was still a sharp arrow stuck in his chest.

   Upon receiving the bad news, the faces of all the kings were gloomy and terrifying.

   Those who fall behind the coalition forces are not only the weaker races, but also the logistics supplies of the army.

  In order to rush ahead, everyone took a few days of rations and hurried on the road. Most of the strategic materials were left behind.

  The **** was naturally enough to deal with the remaining resistance forces, but the situation changed after being attacked by the expeditionary force.

  After looking at each other, the Shadow King was the first to break the silence: "The enemy is coming fiercely, and the troops in the rear probably won't last long.

  We don’t carry much supplies, once we lose the logistical supplies, we won’t last for a few days.

  If the enemy takes advantage of the cavalry and stalks us all the way, it will be difficult for the army to return to the station before the supplies are exhausted.

   Send an order to dispatch elite troops to form a rescue advance team. But these are not enough, if you want to be foolproof, you must rely on the strength of your allies.

  Let's pay homage to His Holiness together, at this time, there is no time to delay! "

  In times of crisis, the gene for unity is best awakened. A group of kings who panicked saw the solution given by the Shadow King, and they all agreed.

   Individual kings were dissatisfied with the shadow king's overreach, and wanted to speak out against it, but suffered from no better solution.

  …

"kill!"

"ah!"

   The sound of shouts and screams mixed together, piercing the dark night, and the raging fire told the tragedy of the war.

  Compared to the previous two night raids, the enemy's preparations this time are obviously more adequate.

  However, it is human beings who ultimately determine the outcome of a war. The temporarily repaired camp fortifications caused some troubles for the expeditionary force, but they were limited to troubles.

  The overwhelming giant bear paws directly slapped the archery tower; the giant dragon tail directly swept away the horse-rejection piles and the horse pit.

   It was really unruly, and it was agreed that the sanctuary powerhouse would not mix with ordinary people to fight, but it was attacked by the two sanctuary powerhouses from the very beginning.

   Without waiting for the enemy to protest, the monster cavalry who came rolling in rushed into the camp along the passage made by Hudson to start the massacre.

  (end of this chapter)