Beast Summoner

Fielding shivered but made no sound. He raised his head and looked at Long Miaomiao in surprise.

Others also looked at Long Miaomiao in surprise, not because of the force of her whipping, but because the whipping did not hit anyone, but pulled off a strand of Fielding's hair, and then hit it hard on the person.

on the ground.

"Just because I didn't beat you doesn't mean I forgive you. I'll cut off your hair as punishment for the time being. I'll keep the whip in mind for now, and then I'll impose another punishment after the battle is won!" Long Miaomiao put the riding whip in Fielding's hand.

In front of him, he strode into the camp.

Everyone, including Fielding, looked happy, not because Fielding had not been punished, but because Long Miaomiao's words after winning the battle showed that Long Miaomiao was full of confidence in this battle.

In fact, the entire army has been in a state of turmoil these past few days, and everyone's spirit has been stretched to the extreme. As the saying goes, the shadow of a famous tree, everyone was a little worried at first. After all, the opponent is the human god of war, and he has spent countless battles.

With the accumulated reputation, the title of Military God is recognized by everyone.

Facing such an opponent, no one would feel uneasy. Even if Long Shuai was in charge, they would still be somewhat nervous. But at this moment, seeing that Long Shuai was not only calm, but also full of confidence, they all seemed to have been injected with a shot in the arm.

, the nervousness of the entire army quietly dissipated.

"Long Shuai, we are now in the central area of ​​the Desperate Prairie. As you can see, the surrounding area is empty and the field of vision is wide. It is impossible for us or them to make a sneak attack." Fielding held a weapon.

A wooden stick pointed at the sand table and explained to Long Miaomiao.

"We have had some contact with the opposing human troops in the past three days. Our individual strength is much stronger than the opposing human soldiers, but we do not have an advantage in numbers, and in terms of high-end combat power that is now known, we

Still slightly at a disadvantage.”

"Although we have the help of the Titans, the humans also have the assistance of the dragons. The Titans are more powerful than the dragons, but their shortcomings are equally obvious. They cannot fly. Without air superiority, we are actually very passive." Fielding

Sighed.

The Orcs have their own aerial troops - the Bat Knights, but compared with the giant dragons, their strength is quite different. Those giant bats are just sixth-level monsters. Even if they are controlled by experienced knights, they are very weak under the pressure of the dragons.

It is difficult to exert its due strength.

It wouldn't be a big problem to let them deal with the human air force gryphon cavalry, but if they were to deal with the giant dragon, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough to fill the dragon's teeth.

Not all quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes. In many cases, the gap in strength cannot be easily made up by quantity. Especially in the case of racial suppression, the greater the number, the easier it is to blow up the camp. Don't do it then.

He is said to be the God of War, but even the God of War can only flee.

"We are currently located in the south of the Desperate Prairie, and the human army is located in the north. There have been constant frictions in the past three days, and no large-scale battles broke out. We have suffered casualties on each other, but we have suffered more injuries and died.

There are few, after all, the individual combat capability of our soldiers is far stronger than that of humans." Fielding's face was full of pride.

"Individual combat ability? The battlefield is not a place that emphasizes individual combat capabilities. What is needed is the coordination and cooperation of the entire army. If individual strength does not reach a certain level, it will not be able to exert its due effect on the battlefield. On the contrary, it will

Become a burden!"

Long Miaomiao frowned. In small-scale battles, individual strength may have a certain advantage, but in large-scale legion battles, individual strength will be infinitely weakened. Teamwork is the guarantee of final victory.

No matter how much advantage we have now, there will eventually be a legion battle, and at that time the strength of individual soldiers will not even be able to make a splash.

"Long Shuai, are you doubting the strength of the soldiers?" Fielding obviously did not expect that Long Miaomiao would say this, and looked at Long Miaomiao in disbelief.

"No, I believe that every one of our soldiers is good, and they are not greedy for life and death. But you have to understand that the battlefield is not a gladiatorial arena. Just like me, I am just a silver warrior. If I were placed on the battlefield,

It won't play a decisive role at all, but if I command here, I can win the final victory."

"You must know that even a saint-level expert will not easily risk his life to fight with ordinary soldiers on the battlefield. Facing an organized army, personal force cannot represent everything on the battlefield! Forget it, we are not talking about it now.

At this time, what are your plans next?" Long Miaomiao glanced at Fielding and all the think tanks, and asked with a sigh.

The Orcs pay too much attention to personal strength and ignore teamwork. If the Orcs can master the coordination of human battle formations, they will be truly invincible. But Long Miaomiao knows that this is not something that can be accomplished overnight, so he can only take his time.

Guidance rather than drastic reforms.

At least not now. Temporarily changing the familiar combat style will only make the officers and soldiers uncomfortable, and in the end it will be counterproductive.

"We force the human race to have a big battle with us. When the time comes, our high-end combat power will contain their high-end combat power. With the strength of our individual soldiers, we can directly break through their defense lines and rush into their base camp. When the time comes, the human race will

Isn't the military god already within reach?" A military advisor from the Bear Tribe was gearing up and said eagerly with an excited look on his face.

Long Miaomiao shook his head, "Your method can only be applied to small-scale frictions involving more than a dozen people."

"Commander Long, why don't we send troops to lure them out and then annihilate them?" a pig strategist with fangs asked cautiously.

"Are you dreaming? This is the desert prairie. There are no blind spots in the field of vision. Where are you going to place the ambush troops? Digging a hole and burying them?" A Fox tribe strategist curled his lips in disdain and said sarcastically.

The Pig Clan Military Advisor's face turned red. He and the Fox Clan Military Advisor were not trying to deal with each other. This was because they were caught talking about it. His face turned red and he shouted excitedly: "We can dig tunnels and traps, but who said they have to be on the ground?"

Ambush?"

"You two should stop arguing and listen to what Long Shuai has to say!" Fielding sighed and tried to dissuade him.

Hearing Fielding mention Long Shuai, the two of them stopped shouting, and everyone looked at Long Miaomiao expectantly.

"Let's all have a good rest tonight! Tomorrow morning, let's go observe a little friction!" Long Miaomiao showed a meaningful smile.

"Long Shuai, that would be too dangerous. If you want to detect the enemy's situation, wouldn't it be safer for us to go out at night?" the Fox tribe's military advisor advised worriedly.

"Do you think the people on the other side think so? Let's all disperse! We will gather at the Central Military Tent tomorrow at five o'clock." After Long Miaomiao finished speaking, he left the shocked people behind, turned around and walked back to his tent.

She did not live in the Chinese military tent, but lived in a small tent near the Chinese military tent like other military advisors.

At midnight, there was a sudden noise outside Long Miaomiao's tent. Long Miaomiao was not surprised at all, but said softly and calmly: "Come in!"

A corner of the tent was opened, and a figure slowly emerged, a woman from the chameleon tribe.

"Long Shuai, as expected, human spies have been approaching our camp every night for the past three days. However, they are almost a thousand meters away and do not dare to get too close."

"Thousands of meters away? How strong are they?" Long Miaomiao frowned. In the night, it is simply unrealistic to detect a thousand meters away, let alone humans, even the night vision of the orcs

Even the best owlman can't do it.

"They don't see directly through their eyes. They use a cylindrical object attached to their eyes to observe our camp. And they also marked it on the map. Judging from the situation, they should be able to see the situation of our camp." Chameleon

The soldiers also found it a bit difficult to understand.

"We originally wanted to ask them, but we were afraid of alerting them, so we didn't do anything and let them leave."

"Well, I understand, you did a good job." Long Miaomiao nodded and patted the chameleon warrior on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work, go down and rest!"

The chameleon warrior's eyes were a little red, he put his left fist on his right shoulder, bowed slightly, and then exited the camp. Commander Long always used his status to put on airs with these soldiers, and often greeted them with special care. The chameleon warrior secretly swore in his heart

, for Long Shuai, even if he goes through fire and water, he will not hesitate.

Long Miaomiao secretly thought that this cylindrical thing might be a telescope!

Telescope... When this word popped into her mind, Long Miaomiao felt a little confused. She didn't know why she thought of this word, and she seemed to have a feeling of déjà vu.

Shaking his head, Long Miaomiao threw this weird idea out of his mind and began to seriously think about the next strategy.

It was just dawn, and before the fourth watch, all the military advisors from the think tank gathered outside the Chinese army's tent, waiting for Long Miaomiao's arrival.

It was almost five o'clock, and Long Miaomiao stretched and walked out of his tent. Long Miaomiao's eye circles were a little dark, and there were some bloodshot eyes. It looked like he had not slept all night, but his complexion

It's much better than yesterday, probably because I slept for two hours yesterday.

"Good morning, everyone!" Long Miaomiao covered her mouth with her hands, yawned, and then greeted everyone.

"Good morning, Long Shuai!" Everyone responded in unison.

"Let's go! Let's go call the formation first! We woke up so early, so we can't let each other sleep too comfortably." Long Miaomiao waved his hand and took the lead in walking towards the front line, regardless of whether everyone agreed.

The others looked at each other, not daring to neglect, and hurriedly followed Long Miaomiao, vaguely protecting her in the middle.