Data Wasteland

The northern wilderness, the territory of the Silver Claw Principality, is 76km away from the national border.

When the morning comes, the originally cold and silent wasteland becomes noisy and busy.

The soldiers woke up from the dark green tent, quickly packed up, and then ran to the clearing to line up.

"Stand at attention!" "Stop for a while!" "Report the count!"

"one two three four five six seven……"

The tall mecha passed by the queue, and the mechanical friction of the joints was mixed with the shouts of the soldiers.

"Reporting sir, the fifth squadron, the seventh squadron, the second infantry brigade, the fifth division of the first group army of the coalition, is here!"

"Ready to get in the car!"

"Yes!"

Looking down from a high altitude, hundreds of military trucks are like beetles lined up, moving one after another.

During the short parking gap, the soldiers divided into two groups and quickly climbed into the carriage, and then divided into two rows to sit down.

In the middle of the carriage are stacked military supplies covered by canvas, including rations, ammunition, drinking water, and various heavy weapons, such as heavy machine guns, bazookas, mortars, flamethrowers, and so on.

An open-top off-road vehicle turned left and right in the truck group and rushed to the largest military tent in the middle of the camp. The communications officer sitting in the passenger seat jumped out of the car and hurried into the military account.

Compared with the busy outside, the inside looks laid back and quiet.

The retro gramophone played soft piano music, and the candlelight gleamed through the red wine syrup in the goblet.

A young officer was slowly enjoying a rich breakfast on a long table. The golden flower spikes draped on his shoulders swayed slightly with the movement of the silver fork.

The communications officer looked tense, his clenched hands were full of sweat. Only one person in the 800,000 army wore such an epaulette, and that was Marshal Qin Wu, the highest officer of the coalition army.

He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva in a row, seemingly worried, but perhaps it was a military emergency, and in the end he bit the bullet to report.

"Master Marshal!"

"The Supreme Commander of the First Army of the Allied Forces, He Mingjie, Lord He, requested a call."

The communications officer said cautiously. Qin Wu frowned, stopped eating, and stared at the communications officer.

"I remember I said, don't bother me during the meal."

Qin Wu's eyes were tyrannical, and invisible coercion spread out. The communications officer immediately sweated and his face was blue and white. Rumor has it that this adult has a cruel personality and regards human life as a waste. If he feels uncomfortable, he will take human blood sacrifices to vent his emotions.

"Yes, but..." Although the communications officer was terrified, General He was kind to him, and he couldn't let his elderly wait any longer. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master He, Master He has been waiting for five hours. ."

"Then let him wait another five hours!"

Qin Wu shouted impatiently.

"Yes, yes..." The communications officer did not dare to say anything, lowered his head and stepped aside, as if he wanted to wait for the right opportunity to report again.

Qin Wu continued to eat.

However, his face became more and more gloomy, as if he was spoiled by this little incident. Before he took a few bites, he threw the fork on the plate without warning, making a loud noise, frightening the hearts of the people around him.

"Is he really disappointed!"

Qin Wu cursed, got up and walked out of the military account.

"Bring out that guy with a bad memory!"

"Yuan, your marshal..."

The communications officer was brought out just now, and his voice was trembling, as if he had guessed what might happen next.

"I will give you thirty seconds."

Qin Wu pulled out the gun from his waist and pulled off the safety latch.

The communications officer was stunned for a moment, then stepped on his legs and ran wildly, and in a blink of an eye he ran hundreds of meters away.

With a playful smile on the corner of Qin Wu's mouth, he raised his hand with a shot, "Bang!" A blood-red bullet came out of the chamber, and the tyrannical aura radiated with the rapidly distorted air.

In the next second, Hongmang exploded behind the communications officer, his body was instantly penetrated, a large cloud of blood mist exploded from his chest, and broken bones and organs sprayed forward.

"Run, see where you can go."

Qin Wu's face was mocking. If anyone saw it, he would find that his expression at the moment was exactly the same as when he killed Tienuo, cruel, proud, ostentatious, and unbelievable!

"It's a nonsense

! "

After a while, Hanling veteran He Mingjie, who learned of the situation, was so angry that his beard trembled.

He is 136 years old this year. Although his original lord-level strength has fallen to a large guard as his body ages, he has been a warrior throughout his life and has experienced many battles. He has a high reputation in the Hanling Principality.

On this expedition, he was entrusted by the lord Xiao Tiehu to lead the 200,000 sergeants of Hanling on the expedition. Although it is a third-line force, it is also a good son of Snow Mountain. The Marquis of Hanling hopes to reduce the loss of Xueshan Erlang with the calmness and wisdom of the veteran.

"He Mingjie, First Army of the Allied Forces, please see me!"

Two hours later, the veteran Hanling appeared in front of the marshal's car. Since Qin Wu didn't answer the communication, he had to come in person.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it."

Qin Wu stopped the car and said nonchalantly.

"He Mingjie has seen Marshal Wu." The veteran Hanling nodded his fist and gave an ancient oriental ceremony.

"If you have something to say quickly, if you have a fart, let it go!" Qin Wu frowned and looked impatient. No matter how old the other party was, he just sweared, "This is the time of war, every inch of gold, don't think everyone I'm just as idle as you are!"

The veteran Hanling turned blue with anger on the spot. He didn't expect that he treated each other with courtesy, but in exchange for the other party's verbal abuse and insult, and there was no basis for it.

He is highly respected in the country, and even the lord of the country must respectfully call him "General Ho" when he sees him. Now I bow down to a little boy, do not ask for extra respect, at least I can treat them like ordinary people. Unexpectedly, the other party's attitude was extremely bad, as if he was scolding a dog.

If it were to be normal, he would have walked away long ago when he met such a barking person. But in order to live up to the trust of the country's lord, no matter how great the grievances are, we must bear with them. Just suffocating his breath in his chest, nowhere to vent, suddenly his throat sweetened, almost vomiting blood.

He forcibly swallowed the blood foam, took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and said sincerely, "Your marshal, the official thought..."

"Our army marched too hastily and did not set up defensive points along the way. If the battle situation changes, it will be worrying to retreat..."

Since the three group armies dispatched by Silverclaw, Hanling, and Blacklance were in the silver eagle comprehension division, the coalition forces have been advancing towards the border of the red dragon at a speed of 200 kilometers per day under the order of Qin Wu, as if they wished to fight there soon. Similar.

Anyone who has a bit of military common sense knows that over-radicalism is a taboo on the battlefield.

Looking at the other side, the Northern Alliance’s expeditionary forces are battling every step of the way. They are not in a hurry at all. They have the meaning of waiting for the rest.

"Are you questioning my commanding ability?" Qin Wu asked with a gloomy expression.

"I don't dare to subordinate." Hanling veteran nodded.

"Don't dare you to fart!" Qin Wu cursed with a fierce face, "I'm as stupid as a pig when I'm old, I don't even understand a bit of rules! I think you still learn from others to be a general. Go back to farm as soon as possible!"

The veteran Hanling smiled in anger, raised his head, looked directly into Qin Wu's eyes, and slowly said, "I don't doubt your commanding ability..."

"I doubt it..." The veteran suddenly raised his voice, "Do you have any military knowledge!"

The veteran Hanling was completely mad.

"I really don't know if the fourth prince is blind, and it is a nationwide disaster to let a stupid and lousy villain like you sit on the table!"

"Old stuff, you're going to die!"

Qin Wu was completely enraged, roaring frantically, and a spatial crack suddenly opened behind him. Suddenly, the evil spirit was overwhelming, and a blood-red beast claw rushed out and grabbed the old general.

Under the huge force, the old general's hardened bones cracked every inch. Seeing that he had a bleeding in his mouth and nose, he would rather die than surrender, and yelled at Qin Wu: "Small man, villain, villain!"

The **** saliva sprayed Qin Wu's face all over his head. Qin Wu became increasingly frantic, his eyes protruding, and he roared wildly, "Dead!"

The blue veins on the blood-red arm were violent, and the extremely arrogant power was transmitted to the beast's claws. Only a "click" was heard, and the old general was abruptly pinched into a twisted blood man.

The Hanling generation of famous generals came to an end.

At the same time, on the north side of the Red Rock Mountains, above a thousand feet high, a huge ornately decorated floating boat slowly propped its propeller and flew slowly in the clouds.

In the combat command room of the airship, Princess Allure Lacey Maris stared at the three-dimensional simulation sand table in front.

The three big red arrows are pushing side by side towards the border.

They represent the First, Second, and Third Army of the Allied Forces of the Four Nations.

There is also a big red arrow approaching her defense zone from the Red Rock Mountains.

It was the Fourth Army of the Allied Forces sent by the Chiyan Principality, preparing to go north to join forces with friendly forces.

The Principality of Red Rock was located between the Principality of Red Dragon and the Principality of Black Feather, and the channel with the allies was cut off. It had to break through the defense zone of the Red Dragon Second Army to join forces with the friendly forces.

Qin Wu's intention was obvious. The three army groups pushed over and directly joined forces with the fourth army group.

He is confident that an army of eight hundred thousand people is enough to crush any opponent in the northern wilderness.

"According to our military order, the entire defense line will retreat 30 kilometers."

"Let them go like this?"

"This is a question that our commander Chen should consider."

How could Lacey want Chen Xing to die, so how could she help him resist the enemy?

On the other hand, if Lexi and the troops of the Chiyan Principality are at war, and Chen Xing is not confronting the three coalition armies, she will fall into a situation where she is attacked. No matter what, she would never give her back to an enemy.

A few hours later, Chen Xing saw Lexi’s defense line retreating on the strategic map, and Chiyan Principality’s troops swaggered across the border under her nose, and joined forces in the north.

"Shameless..." Chen Xing couldn't help sighing, whether he was the royal family of the Red Dragon Principality or Lexi. The royal family does not guard the soil, let him come as an outsider.

But in fact, his thoughts are similar to those of the other party. If Lacey resists, he will definitely not help.

"800,000 people, how should this battle be fought?"

Chen Xing looked at the fish-like arrow on the strategic map and fell into deep thought.

He has no formal military education, and the concept of war is only limited to the scale of a few hundred men in the mercenary group.

However, in his position, he only needs to formulate a broad strategic direction, and the specific tactical arrangements can be left to Lin Shiyuan.

So, what strategy is suitable for his current situation?

He pondered hard, digging out all he has learned in his life.

First of all, he thought of Sun Tzu's art of war, thirty-six tactics and so on. He didn't seem to understand, but he knew the famous saying from the ages.

"Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end!"

Sort out the known situations of both parties and analyze the advantages and disadvantages.

Our own side has 200,000 soldiers and horses, medium armaments, rich combat experience, and a large number of strong players, but the coordination is poor, and the ability to fight separately is stronger than that of coordinated operations.

On the other side, 800,000 soldiers and horses, inferior armaments, third-line troops, poor individual combat capability, and an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

However, the more people there are, the more bloated the team and the slower the movement.

Hey, how does it look like a guerrilla and a puppet army...

Chen Xing naturally thinks of the modern Chinese history of middle school history, the great military strategist, and the classic sixteen-character strategy.

"The enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy garrisons us, the enemy is exhausted and we fight, and the enemy retreats and we chase!"

Chen Xing snapped his head, "That's it!"

Then he dialed Lin Shiyuan's three-dimensional video call.

"General Manager Lin, I need you to develop a tactical plan..."

"I'm listening." Lin Shiyuan nodded.

"We must bring in the coalition forces and use favorable terrain and superior mobility to fight against them."

"Stretch their fronts, disperse their strength, and eat them bit by bit."

"In general, we just don't fight them head-on, and use our advantages to drag them down." Chen Xing concluded.

Lin Shiyuan thought for a while, and said with some worry, "This doesn't seem to be in line with the folk customs of the Red Country."

The Red Kingdom advocates force and likes to fight head-on, but turns around and is unpopular. Because it is cowardly not to dare to confront the enemy head-on.

"It's fine if you can win, let him alone!" Chen Xing said indifferently. If his troops are mainly composed of Red Nationals, he may still be worried, but his main force is mercenary groups from various countries. The Qing Dynasty, Sha Country, Eastern Continent, and Western Continent have complex compositions, and traditional concepts do not have a unified voice.

If there is no unified traditional concept, the only intersection is interests and ideals.

Obviously, the expeditionary army is most equipped with these two.