War Paradise

Many uninvited guests appeared in the dense forest on the west side of Flamewind City.

The war-scar wolf cavalry lurking in the forest, waiting for the commander to issue an action order. At this time, the commander of the Wolf Cavalry Corps was crouching in the dense forest, waiting for the moment when night fell.

"The two teams take turns to be on guard. Once someone enters the forest, they will be killed."

The old man in gray and white fur gave a cold order, and the two teams of hunters immediately began to scatter forward and searched the forest silently.

If anyone can be called a "real warrior", this veteran can definitely rank top. After all, just by looking at the shape, you can know that this person is a real hunk.

Even with gray hair, his physique is still very explosive, his body seems to be assembled from stones, and the fur coat on his body can't conceal the perfect muscle line at all.

The old man’s left eye has only hollow eye sockets, but his dark brown right eye is exceptionally alert. His face is covered with black and green oil paint for camouflage. The two scars are staggered into an X shape, adding a bit to his face. Sturdy.

A huge white wolf was lying next to the old man, with a saddle and light armor draped on his back.

From the fur that has begun to lose its luster, it can be seen that this wolf is certainly not young. But the general did not change his mounts, but chose this beast whose stamina had begun to decline, and rushed to this battlefield together.

After all, this may be the last battle of own.

The general in the chaotic situation inside Warscar City was naturally clear. He also knew that if he were defeated here, the contradiction between the believer of the wolf god and the believer of the fox god would be completely detonated.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent. This war is the last chance of Warscar City!

"General, I think it is better to attack directly."

A gentle, tall, thin man came to the general with a paper made of animal skins in his hand: "They rebuilt the guard tower. When we marched, it may have been detected by the observation post."

"It doesn't matter, the Flame Wind Army is not that clever." The veteran general who has fought with the Flame Wind Army for decades, said in a very positive tone: "They can't see it at such a distance, and they can't see the clutter on the road. Live to report."

On the way to march, they killed some merchants from Flamewind City. In order to avoid being detected from a distance, the soldiers and mounts wore camouflage camouflage.

The old general knew that the observation post might indeed find himself, but the probability was not high. And now, the other party did not ignite the beacon.

In wars, there are often times when a decision needs to be made based on experience and "luck."

As for the general's choice now, he has good luck on his side.

"However, the chariot of the Fox God's army is easier to be seen." The counselor still raised objections.

"Young man, you think too much."

The old general leaned against the tree trunk, wrapped his scarred arms, and stared at the "cultural man" who didn't seem to be coming to war: "I know what you are thinking, kid. You think the Flame Wind Army has discovered us. , Intending to ambush us in turn..."

When speaking, the old general stretched out his hand and stroked the rough bark, and on his vicissitudes of life, there was a look of contempt: "In war, experience is more important than anything. Is this your first time on the battlefield? A kid who only talks about war on paper, or Let’s practice it first."

"You are just for your own use." The counselor shook his head.

"But my experience allows me to win, so they will invite daddy out and re-lead this force."

Having said that, the old man squinted his eyes and looked at the "little ghost" who knows no height: "When I was fighting with the Flame Wind Army, your kid was not born yet. Daddy has fought with them for decades, so I won’t know them. How effective is it?"

"But just a while ago, a looting wolf cavalry squad never returned." The counselor said objection.

"What does that mean?" The old general sneered, "You were bitten by a mosquito and thought it would kill you? The Flame Wind Army is over. That victory was just a fluke..."

Regarding the death of the old lord of Flamewind City, the general who had fought against the old lord on the battlefield was naturally also very clear.

When the old lord was still alive, the Flame Wind Army was a good army.

But as the new lord took office, the army's combat effectiveness almost fell off a cliff, and there was no way to fight back at all.

Even if the opponent discovered the advance of Warscar City, and was ready to deal with it. With the current Flame Wind Army, it couldn't organize any decent resistance.

In the view of the old general, whether it is a sneak attack or a direct march, the outcome of this war is almost doomed.

As for why this may be the last battle, it is also because he is worried that his own heart disease will recur, instead of worrying about being defeated by the Flame Wind Army...

"It's useless to say more."

Realizing that he could not convince the veteran, the counselor turned and left: "I hope you won't regret the decision you made."

"As long as you fight, there is nothing to regret." The general said without a trace of confusion: "I never regret it."

Before he finished his words, a jesting female voice sounded around him:

"Starting to reason again? Old man."

The old general turned around and saw a thin figure walking out of the shadow of the forest.

The fox girl covered the ears of the beast with a black hood, her tail was also hidden in her coat, and dozens of short knives tied up and down all over her body made her look like a profiteer in a weapon shop.

"You are so worried about playing Flame Wind City. You are really old." The fox girl drew a knife and stroked the back of the knife with her sharp nails: "Isn't it good to attack directly? I have to give the enemy a chance to prepare. ."

"The enemy hasn't found us yet. I think it would be better to attack at night when the defense is lax." The battle-tested veteran explained impatiently: "After all, they are just human beings, and they will always be sleepy at night."

Completely different from ordinary humans, the time period for werewolves and foxes to be active is at night, and even those warscarred who have not received the blessings of the gods, some are accustomed to haunting them at night.

If you want to give full play to the maximum combat effectiveness of this mixed force, naturally it is best to launch a raid at night. As for why we have to reach this forest during the day, it is out of the need to arrange camps and defense lines.

At this time, the workers are building a logistics camp behind the forest to transport supplies. Many traps have been set up in the forest. If the Flame Wind Army dared to attack the forest, it would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

"Arrange your position here, you are not afraid that they will burn the forest directly with fire?" The young fox girl who looked very young smiled, with a small face with light red fluff and a pointed chin perfectly interpreting reality. The "net celebrity awl face".

"In the monsoon during this period, the wind direction is towards Flamewind City. If they dare to set fire, their own territory will also turn into a sea of ​​flames."

The wound on the old general's face began to congest, and the X-shaped scar slowly turned dark red: "Don't bother me, I want to rest for a while."

Seeing the old man taking out two pills from the cloth bag and putting them in his mouth, the fox girl curled her lips: "Don't die before the war, old man."

"This is your attitude toward Grandpa Own?" The old general who took the medicine sighed, "I will definitely beat you up when I go back, kid."

"I am also a general. You have to pass the guard level first." The fox girl turned her head and made a face at the old man: "Want to teach me a lesson? Ask the guards next to me!"

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