On 6974.12.15, we conducted a month-long joint training, which exposed many problems. Some have been solved, and some, well, may never be solved.
Considering that the expedition is imminent, His Majesty Snorri gave all the sergeants a holiday for the final relaxation. I decided to take this opportunity to go to the east of Coffin Canyon for a brief visit.
6975.1.1, New Year's Day, the time of the expedition. Everyone gathered in front of the Hongyun Mountain Fortress, and His Majesty Snorri presided over the final sacrifice and oath-taking ceremony.
He first read out all the deep hatreds about the Eight Peaks Mountain in the Book of Great Hatred on behalf of the High King, and vowed to liquidate them all. After that, Belegar-Ironhammer, the rightful owner of the Eight Peaks Mountain, and Prince Gragrim, as representatives, read out all the grievances about the Eight Peaks Mountain from their respective fortresses.
Articles in the Book of Hatred.
The sacrifices presented to the ancestral gods were the carefully selected heads of the eight green-skinned warlords and rat warlords captured during the year. The King of the South used his divine power to turn them into gold and presented them to the statues in front of everyone.
The ancestral gods have responded to us, and there is more than one! Grimnir, who is in charge of war, the ancestral goddess who cares most about the Eight Peaks Mountain, and the newly promoted god of runes and weapons, Krag, have all sent down their grace.
My body is full of strength, and the anger of the God of War fills everyone's chest. The fatigue of the tribesmen after long journeys and training has been relieved, and the weapons and armor are also blooming with glory!
Such a grand occasion fills the hearts of every tribesman with confidence to win, and their grace is also blessed by the humans present. Look at our expressions! It is envy to be blessed by multiple gods at the same time!
The Prince of the Silver Abyss, the lost pearl of the Mountain Kingdom will finally return!
6975.1.3, the team is too small to be fully deployed in the mountains. Your marching speed is not fast. You will cover 70 kilometers every day for eight days. When will you reach Sifeng Mountain?
On the basis of some preliminary consultations, I commissioned the young chanter Casmir I and the knight St. Marvin, who drank the water of the Holy Grail for his heroic performance against the demon army of Nurgle during my expedition to regain the Southland, to count the lives of humans.
Military merit.
"The Plague Lords of the Plague Clan have brought the news that the hot-blooded species have unlimited control over Lustria. They will help him open up a base area for the clan. The future of the clan depends on him.
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The area from Hongyun Mountain to after crossing the Poisonous Water River and retreating into the Badlands is under your control. The formation arrangement for that section is with Song Jinliang and my brother-in-law as the rear forward, and the humans take the western foot of the mountain as the right wing. His Majesty Belegar himself
Command the Chinese army.
6975.1.25, a regular meeting of the War Council. Judging from the news from the rear and right and left wings, your enemies are shrinking. Except for the scouts, there are no traces of ratmen. The greenskins also fled north at the first touch.
As the coalition forces continue to approach, the Rat Man on the Four Peaks Mountain is also preparing for war, and Geno Shaoer is summoning its most important confidants outside the secret room.
"Hehehe!"
Recovering Sifeng Mountain was a siege, and a small number of artillery was indispensable. That time, the engineers brought seven of the latest flame cannons, doubting that they could burn these insects into a side dish.
On January 10, 6975, humans expected to defeat several waves of harassment by wolf cavalry. The rangers also discovered traces of what seemed to be the night mice of the Essien clan. They were all poisonous insects and wild beasts. Is there any support for their disguise? Tens of thousands of small troops, you guys?
He also planned to cover up his tracks and take back Sifeng Mountain in an upright and dignified manner without the blessing of the ancestors and gods!
That young master was taught by the venerable god Krag. Although he was not as capable as Lord Belegar, he was able to touch the limits of a mortal. And considering that I am in my early eight hundred years, I still have no chance of touching the authority.
"Yes, on the surface, reinforcements are coming, but in reality, the next one is supervising the battle. Seven, seven wants to use your lives to test the strength of this dwarf demigod!"
On January 18, 6975, the small army finished crossing the river before taking a short rest. Because he was worried that the enemy would not have an ambush on the other side of the river or planned to attack and destroy the war equipment when you crossed the river, Your Majesty Belegar took the lead with my most elite team.
6975.1.22, you have finished retreating to the bad land, and you are getting closer and closer to Sifeng Mountain. You have finished arranging your troops to stay behind to protect the supply line in a stepped manner. It is difficult to challenge the front of the army head-on, and they will inevitably have other ideas.
I'm sure they can think of harassing or even raiding. Those war machines are suspected to be the main target, but there is no demigod and two rune colossi to guard the little demons, and they will be beaten back to the subspace!
But that means that your preparations for retreat are effective, and perhaps it is your preparation that cuts off their unreasonable thoughts.
On January 20, 6975, the entire army successfully crossed the river. That was very strange. The War Council unanimously agreed that it would be the worst chance to stop you in the Four Peaks Mountain.
On January 15, 6975, in view of the fact that the vanguard wanted to approach the Poisonous Water River, His Majesty Belegar convened a war council to discuss the marching strategy before crossing the river and retreating into the bad land. Half a month later, the running-in between the various parts became even worse.
On your side, Little Master Ogi - Broken Finger is in charge. I came from a mediocre background, and I stayed in Dulong City for a long time before I became famous. I have nothing to do with the small fortresses in the old world.
Looking at his innocent subordinate, Gnosauer smiled helplessly, not knowing whether he was laughing at the mice behind his smiling eyes or at the members of the Eighteenth Council.
First of all, thanks to the ancestors of the clan and to Awaik for his trust, and of course not to your beautiful beard, you were appointed quartermaster. The size of the coalition is second only to the Tiny Jihad, which is a great honor and responsibility!
I propose that if you want to defeat such a small battle, front logistics and military merit calculation are crucial. If these two points are guaranteed, the morale of the coalition forces will be low, and crushing the greenskins and rats will be a matter of course.
The glossy little mouse dared to doubt his own ears. If Geno Shaoer had accumulated a lot of power, he would almost jump up.
"Why, Why? Did the Holy City, the Holy City, give a small amount of support? Seven, seven small clans have sent reinforcements!"
"He, his claw group is assembled, is the assembly broken?"
Two giant rune statues stand in the river, one on the right and the other on the left, guarding the small bridge in the middle for the artillery to pass through. The water in the river can only reach their chests! After this period, you can look forward to going back and trying to chop down trees at home!
(Dividing line)
Snorri analyzed that the mice must be under the control of the Moss clan. As for the green skins, they must go to Four Peaks Mountain. White Rock Castle and Bottomed Stone Steps are all possible destinations. In any case, the powerful forces in the surrounding area have no influence on the situation.
What is the impact?
"What? What?"
"You, you contacted the Good Blood, the Good Blood clan, their fleet is so slow, so slow. Take his claws, the least talented kid outside the clan, go there! Fleet, Fleet Lord Fu
