King

Shadow Clan Camp.

"Father, didn't you agree that you would only delay time and not engage in a decisive battle with the main force of the human race? Why did you change your mind again?"

The boy asked eagerly.

In the Aslant continent, the most important thing for the weak races is to learn to assess the situation.

Judging from the current situation, the ancient surviving clan alliance and the main force of the human race have a decisive battle. No matter whether they win or lose, they will lose blood in the end.

Without enough strength, no matter how much land we occupy now, we will have to spit it out in the future.

Rather than taking the risk of fighting the expeditionary force led by Hudson, it is better to paddle out to delay time and strive to preserve one's own strength to the maximum extent.

"Plans don't change quickly. Allen, many things in this world are not what we want.

The enemy intends to penetrate into the Principality of Oton and attack our Southern Expedition from behind. This is too great a threat to the alliance.

As soon as the warring factions incited them, the neutral factions in the alliance were quickly persuaded by them. We are weak and unable to stop them, so we can only choose to follow the trend.

Now we can only hope for the blessing of the God of Shadows, and hope that nothing will go wrong in this decisive battle, otherwise things will be in trouble. "

The Shadow King said disappointedly.

“Father, the last defeat was a complete mistake and it would not have happened under normal circumstances.

Now that we have an absolute advantage in military strength, it will be effortless to defeat the weak humans.

What do you have to worry about?

If you are worried about these, it is better to plan how to unify the alliance, integrate everyone's strength to fight against the human race, and reshape..."

Before Allen could finish speaking, the Shadow King interrupted: "Things are not as simple as you think.

The enemy's commander-in-chief is the most famous general in the mainland. He knows that he may be besieged by us, but he still dares to come here with great fanfare. There must be other means waiting for us.

Even if the enemy has no backup, it is not a wise choice to use infantry to fight cavalry on the great plains.

What's more, the issue of command has always been a flaw in the alliance. Each tribe has independent command rights and can cooperate when fighting smoothly. Once something unexpected happens...

Why!

The last time the coalition forces suffered a disastrous defeat in Augustburg, a big reason was poor internal command and the failure to organize a timely counterattack.

If there is a unified alliance, don't talk about it in the future. The current alliance cannot withstand twists and turns. "

Military command is a matter of life and death for the race, and all races will not let it go.

The consequence of independent command is that everyone rushes to take advantage of the benefits, and no one is willing to do the hard and dirty work.

However, war is destined to require sacrifices, which becomes a paradox.

The knowledgeable people in the alliance have realized that the organizational structure of the Ancient Relics Alliance cannot meet the actual needs.

If you want to truly become a major force with a say on the mainland, you can only have hundreds of races unite and work together to build a kingdom.

The tragedy is: it is useless to realize this, the key is to fail to implement it.

Although there are strengths and weaknesses among the various members of the Ancient Relics Alliance, no one can overwhelm the heroes.

The Shadow Clan is one of the more powerful races, but there are several races with similar strength to them.

Not only are the stronger ones similar in strength, but the gap in strength among races at the same level has not widened either.

Even the weakest race can still compete with them as long as there are several alliances.

Against this background, the Alliance of Ancient Relics naturally became full of factions and a mixture of good and bad.

"Father, you can't give up!

You know the situation in the alliance. If we don't unify, overthrow is imminent, and the best outcome is to become a vassal of the elves.

Among all the clans, you are the only one with great talent and strategy, and the rest are..."

Allen tried hard to persuade him.

The Ancient Relic Alliance finally withdrew from the mainland and returned to the tribal era. Everyone's vision was inevitably bound to the tribe.

Participating in this continental war was the first time in hundreds of years that they opened their eyes to see the world.

Then it was awkward.

After successive victories, everyone felt that they were invincible; after suffering a big defeat, they suddenly realized that they were nothing.

Ambivalence permeates the Alliance, and many races are in confusion.

"It's difficult!

Compared with the human race, our races are just small tribes. The resources possessed by a single race cannot match that of a large noble family of the human race.

Unless you are a pervert like the Dragon Clan, the racial base directly determines the upper limit of development.

Putting the various tribes in the alliance in the human world, they are just equivalent to their fiefdom viscounts and fiefdom counts.

In addition, each ethnic group is doing its own thing, each one clings to the outdated inheritance, there is almost no innovation, and it has long been unable to keep up with the times.

Even if the alliance is truly unified, we will not be able to compete with the human race.

Apart from anything else, no one in the alliance can command the two to three hundred thousand troops with ease. "

He was complaining, but his sharp eyes still revealed his true thoughts. If he wasn't preparing to unify the alliance, why would he study so much?

If you deny it verbally, it’s because the time is not ripe now.

If you don't have absolute strength and lack enough prestige, if you jump out and talk about unifying the alliance, you will be beaten severely.

Secretly, the Shadow King had already begun planning. Ambition can deceive others, but it cannot be hidden from those around you.

After all, the great cause of the Unified Alliance cannot be accomplished by one person, and more helpers are needed.

When engaging in such a big plan, one's own family must be more reliable than outsiders.

The Death of Augustburg was a heavy blow to the Ancient Alliance, but it was an opportunity for the Shadow Clan.

You can tell from the name of the race what the Shadow Clan is good at. It is not possible to help the alliance turn defeat into victory, but it is not difficult to run away to protect yourself.

Compared to other races, the Shadow King's plans are deeper. It was obvious that the family had no losses, but when it was announced to the outside world, it turned out to be a heavy loss.

The "killed" tribesmen naturally left the battlefield to prepare for his next plan.

…

Bathed in the autumn wind, the expeditionary army was still moving forward slowly. The only difference was that the route had changed slightly, but the general direction was still the same.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the distance between the expeditionary army and the reinforcements from the ancient survivors is getting closer.

In order to conceal the real purpose, the distance between the two parties was not obvious, as if they had caught up by chance.

The distance between the two sides is still more than 360 miles, and the distance has been shortened to only a few dozen miles.

According to the current route of travel, the two sides will never meet. Even if we get to the nearest place, the distance will not be less than three hundred miles.

There was no way, the advance of tens of thousands of cavalry would have shaken the mountains, and it was impossible to hide the team.

In order to prevent the enemy from discovering the abnormality and fleeing, Hudson could only do this step.

Compared to the entire battlefield, tens of thousands of enemy troops can only be regarded as appetizers and will not affect the overall battle situation.

But for Hudson, who is eager to find a fighter plane, side dishes can also be part of the banquet.

Whether the enemy's main force can be mobilized depends on this wave of actions.

"Marshal, the weather is a bit wrong. I'm afraid it will rain next. Let's find a place to camp first!"

Kane reminded.

Similar things have happened several times along the way. Every time before the weather changes suddenly, Kane will come over to remind him.

For a time, Hudson suspected that he was practicing astrology, and it turned out that he was indeed so.

As one of the heretical professions marked by the Holy See, fortune tellers on the Aslant continent have long become a rare species.

Kane was also introduced to inheritance cultivation by accident when he was young. Unfortunately, his guide was unfortunately killed by the Vatican and he was unable to learn everything.

Judging the weather is fine, but predicting the future is beyond the scope.

Life is difficult for heretics. Kane, who was born in a minor noble family, has always hidden his identity and avoided the Holy See personnel as much as possible.

The Mountain Territory was a newly developed territory, and the church's influence was minimal. In addition, Hudson's name was loud enough, so he took advantage of the situation and defected there.

After long-term contact, he found out that his lord had a conflict with the Holy See, and after confirming that he would not hand over himself to the Holy See, Kane stayed with peace of mind.

At first, he hid his identity, but after discovering that not only his own lord but also the entire Alpha Kingdom's high-ranking officials had betrayed him, Kane no longer bothered to hide it.

There are many similar heretics in the Mountain Territory. Especially after Hudson became the honorary dean of the Arcane Academy, even more heretical professionals gathered.

If others dare to come, Hudson dares to accept them. As long as he wasn't a scum causing trouble for everyone, he didn't care if he was a heretic.

To put it bluntly, in ancient times when the human race was weak, these were all serious professions.

With the continuous rise of the human race and the expansion of the Holy See, these professions that were not conducive to the spread of faith were classified as heretics.

Of course, there are more interest games hidden behind this.

Hudson understands this change very well. Once the cake is done, the fewer people sharing it, the better.

Everything is in the past, now is a new era, we must look forward.

"Give me the order, speed up the march, and set up camp on the hilltop ahead!"

Hudson ordered decisively.

Being a drowned rat is not a good choice, even if everyone is in good health and can handle it. The supplies carried by the army could not withstand the ravages of the storm.

…

"This damn weather is not going to let the giants survive!"

Seeing his allies hiding in the camp to take shelter from the rain, while he and his tribe could only soak in the rain outside, Kawehe was filled with envy.

There is no way, the giants are too huge, and the tents captured from the human race cannot accommodate them at all.

A lot of tarpaulins were seized, but looking at the size of the giants, you can tell that they have nothing to do with dexterity.

The giant family has long been accustomed to living in the open air. Except for a few natural caves where they can rest, they spend most of their time in the wild.

The giant that cannot bear it has long been eliminated by nature. Because they live in a world of ice and snow, they also have a resounding name in the outside world - Frost Giants.

Just because the word "frost" is in their name doesn't mean they like this kind of ghost weather. The result of years of fighting against bad weather is that giants crave land under the sun more than any other race.

"Kavehe, put down your loud voice. If you giants don't rest, we have to rest too!"

A voice came from the camp, making Kaveh stamp his feet in anger. If he dared to provoke an angry giant at this time, if he hadn't taken into account the impact of the covenant, he would definitely go over and find the other party for a duel.

"Pamela, take a rest! Hurry up and come on duty for me. It's your turn to be responsible for patrolling and guarding today. If the enemy comes for a sneak attack, your kid will be guilty of a big crime."

Kavehe shouted.

He didn't know if any enemies had come to attack him. Anyway, the overwhelming "happiness" of getting wet in the rain could not be endured by the giant family. He had to bear it, otherwise he would not be mentally balanced.

"Kavehe, you are such an idiot. You have grown such a big head for nothing and you can't even figure out such a simple question.

We are in the rear area, where are the enemies?

The nearest enemy is three to four hundred miles away, and with the blessing of heavy rain, there is no chance of a sneak attack.

I think you were confused by the rain and have forgotten even the most basic military knowledge. "

Pamela said disdainfully.

If you want to steal a camp, you must also consider the actual situation. It cannot be done by just tapping your head. Marching three to four hundred miles on a rainy night to carry out a sneak attack is just talking in one's sleep.

Mud roads will limit the mobility of cavalry. If a battle really breaks out in the rain, it will be more beneficial to the infantry who are not very mobile.

"snort!

Who knows about this kind of thing?

If the enemy commander is confused and chooses a sneak attack at this time, if you don't go out on patrol and let the troops waste their fighter opportunities, it will be hard for you to bear the blame later. "

Kavehe defended tenaciously.

The loser does not lose the formation. He agreed with Pamela's judgment in his heart, but it was about his own face, so he could never admit defeat with his mouth.

The quarrel between the two has now attracted countless people. Some strong men even stepped out of the hood and set up magic shields to protect themselves from the rain, just to watch the fun.

Realizing that if he continued to quarrel, he would become a joke, Kavehe turned around and left.

…

The rain kept falling, and Hudson groaned secretly in his tent. I finally found an opportunity to make a move, but it was ruined by a heavy rain.

Running hundreds of miles overnight to launch a sneak attack, Hudson dared to fight such a battle, but running hundreds of miles in heavy rain, it was better to save it!

Before arriving at the destination, don't let your war horse be wasted by playing in the quagmire one after another. Hudson has no interest in fighting such an unreliable battle.

"Marshal, the heavy rain has been falling for two hours, and it looks like it won't stop for a while.

According to the guide, now is the rainy season. According to past rules, this kind of weather will usually continue, ranging from a few days to more than a month.

The army was held back by heavy rain, and our original plan was afraid that we would not be able to proceed. "

Jose said with a frown.

The first time he gave advice to the coach, he encountered such terrible weather that he almost suspected that he was possessed by a god of decline.

The biggest problem in the rainy season is not the continuous heavy rain, but the muddy roads. Even if the sky clears up in the middle, it will still be difficult for the army to move.

Before making the plan, he did not take the weather into consideration, which is obviously because he is not qualified as a counselor.

"Don't worry, I can't blame you for this kind of thing. I thought that the Warhammer Great Plains would be dry and rainless this year, and there would be no rainy season. I didn't expect that it would catch up at the last moment.

It's a pity that no one is harvesting the crops in the fields, so now they can only be wasted.

Just wait, fighter planes will appear sooner or later. Now the Lord of the Dawn does not bless us, and we cannot force God to make things difficult for us. "

Hudson said calmly.

The arrival of the rainy season delayed the movement of the army and also saved him a lot of trouble.

Facing the power of nature and the small manpower, the country can no longer urge him to fight quickly.

The war in northern Xinjiang has rekindled, and the kingdom's strategy of moving north and then west was forced to shelve, and now someone is helping to shoulder the blame.

For the subsequent war, we need to take it one step at a time. Hudson didn't believe it, and couldn't find any loopholes in the enemy's attack.

…

The rainy season is unusual. It rained intermittently for seven days, and then a rainbow appeared in the sky.

After the rain, the sky clears up, but I don’t know whether this sunny day is permanent or just a flash in the pan.

Hudson was tired of patrolling the camp every day. Fortunately, the rain covered a wide enough area and did not only catch the Expeditionary Force and cause trouble.

Affected by heavy rainfall, flash floods occurred in many areas. The coalition of ancient survivors gathered in the Declas Province was unfortunately caught up in a flash flood.

In this kind of heavy rainfall, the soldiers who stayed in the camp all day felt very angry. We also happened to encounter a flash flood, so it was no wonder that our morale was so high.

After receiving the news, Hudson was not only happy, but also happy.

Fortunately, we chose to set up camp on a higher mountain. If we chose a flat area for convenience, how to drain the water in the camp would be a big problem.

Looking into the distance, Hudson ordered to the guard: "Send the order and summon the officers above the regiment level in the Warcraft Cavalry Legion to come over for discussion!"

They are also regiment-level officers, and the regiment level in the Warcraft Cavalry Legion is obviously much higher than the regiment level in other legions.

Calling them alone for a meeting is not class discrimination. The main reason is that the roads are now muddy, which limits the performance of ordinary cavalry.

In comparison, the impact on Warcraft is much smaller and almost negligible.

In a short period of time, the only force that Hudson could use was the five thousand Warcraft Cavalry.

During the rainy period, Hudson was planning to take the Warcraft Cavalry out to cause trouble and catch the enemy by surprise.

Only considering that the troops were limited and could not handle big things, and it was not worth exposing the combat effectiveness of the Warcraft Cavalry in advance, they chose to shelve the plan temporarily.

After the rain and the sky clears up, everyone is in a good mood, but it is also the time when it is easiest to be careless.

Seven days of peace and muddy roads are enough to dispel many people's vigilance.

Just by looking at the top of your head, you can tell that in the past few days, the enemies have not come to conduct reconnaissance.

Not out of negligence, but out of necessity. The advantage of the cavalry lies in their mobility. It is impossible for the cavalry to give up its advantages and run to fight in the camp.

If you want to win at the minimum cost, you must launch an attack when the enemy is on the move.

…