Chapter eight hundred and thirty fifth strange night attack
"The chief has considered everything. This method is the safest. We should learn from the wolf pack. If the prey is too weak and scattered, we will disperse. If the enemy is too strong, we will gather together again and form a wolf pack.
, collectively besieging and eating them, this is our best tactic, we should have done this long ago."
"I have no objection. There is enough food for a week. As long as we can see Byron's two-legged sheep, we don't have to worry about the source of food. I don't believe that all their castles are so tall and well-equipped?"
"I agree with wolf pack tactics."
"I agree too."
"I have no objection."
Hearing that there was no need to continue fighting with Sophilia, the leaders all agreed that their strategic vision was not as long-term as that of Chief Hai Ridong, and they only looked at the affairs closest to them.
For now, this option is the most beneficial to them.
Before that, they shouldn't have listened to Hai Ridong's instigation and fought a tough battle here that they were not good at.
After getting the result they wanted, the Odin orc leaders returned to their camps one after another, slaughtered cattle and sheep, and made military rations that were convenient for carrying dried meat. If it was not convenient to make military rations, they would directly reward the warriors of their own tribe.
There are policies from above and countermeasures from below.
Chief Hai Ridong only stipulated that they carry military rations for a week, but he didn't say that they wouldn't let their tribesmen eat as much as they wanted, right?
Putting a few more percent of fat on their bodies will make them survive better in the future. Every Odin orc understands this vulgar truth.
This also had an unexpected benefit, which boosted their somewhat sluggish morale by several percent.
After all, they were experiencing food shortages for more than a day or two. They hadn't had a full meal for a long time.
Don’t people live just to fill their stomachs?
With this sense of satisfaction, I can’t care about anything else for the time being!
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The enemy is preparing to run.
The Hai Ri Dong Department uncharacteristically stopped fighting on the second day. Not to mention the decision-makers of Sophilia's army, the middle and low-level officers with a little bit of war consciousness were all aware of this.
But there is nothing you can do.
You know your own business.
Even if they had the advantage of weapons, the previous fight was still very difficult.
The bravery of the Odin Orcs left a deep impression on them.
Even if rushing to the front is a life-or-death task, they still scramble to be the first.
In their bones, there is a kind of arrogance that even if they die, they will have to drag someone back.
If it weren't for the Kentana Barbarian Legion led by the Yong Ye Army, which guarded the three military gates like a sea-fixing needle, and if they were replaced by ordinary pulse-breaking elite soldiers, the three military gates would have been piled with blood and flesh by the opponent countless times.
Even the Kentana Barbarian Legion, which possesses terrifying physiques, excellent equipment, and magical combat skills, did not suffer any casualties. On the last day of the battle, the casualties exceeded hundreds.
Among them, the Kentanamo swordsmen who are responsible for the attack are the main ones.
A small number of them were dragged out of the military formation by the Odin Orcs using insidious tricks such as ropes, and piled alive with their numbers. Most of them were blown up by the Odin Orc Death Squadron who carried out suicide attacks with barrels of black powder.
of.
It was under desperate circumstances that the personal bravery of the Kentana barbarians was fully demonstrated.
Without the hindrance of their companions around them, the lone Kentana barbarian soldiers were finally able to show off their superb sword and stick skills, using them to their full potential. Anyone who was touched by his blade would be killed or injured.
Even the edge of the knife is not so easy to block. After all, the Kentana barbarians have a height advantage. From their commanding height, the Mo Dao is best suited to chop off the heads of the Odin orcs.
What was even more desperate was that when they realized that the Kentana barbarian was about to be killed, he jumped out of their encirclement with a brutal charge or a giant dragon leap.
Scenes like this rarely occur, because when they isolate a certain Kentana barbarian soldier, they basically stoke a hornet's nest.
The squadron to which the Kentana barbarian belongs will be pushed out crazily. Once a certain squadron leader uses the ultimate move of ancestral spirit possession, the Odin orcs in that area are waiting to be cleared out in minutes.
They found that it was too difficult to kill them manually, so they had to resort to suicide attacks.
However, the success rate of suicide attacks is not high. When the Kentana Barbarian Corps discovers that the enemy has this trick, they always use a wave of grenades to clear the ground when faced with the newly charged Odin Orcs.
If you are not careful, the barrel of black powder will detonate directly in the Odin orc siege troops, killing countless of your own people.
The casualties of other soldiers also exceeded 2,000, most of them new soldiers. After the Odin orcs approached, they would also use bows and arrows to fight back.
Although the Yongye Army leader has strong production capacity, it is limited by the transportation environment within the Byron Alliance. It is impossible to transport so many armors in a hurry. Most of these recruits wear cotton military uniforms with the military emblem removed by the Yongye Army leader.
Defense capabilities are very limited.
The most important thing is the consumption of arrows and ammunition, which are like running water.
The massive casualties of the Odin Orcs were based on the consumption of hundreds of thousands of ammunition.
If the previous consumption continues, they will run out of ammunition within three days.
Of course, with a large amount of live ammunition shooting, the shooting skills of both longbowmen and musketeers have been greatly improved, especially the latter.
As long as they are given a chance to grow, there is no guarantee that the first batch of musket marksmen will emerge from among them.
With such a passive defense, how could Sophilia's army dare to easily attack the Odin orc army in Haidong?
The only thing you can do is to use various provocation methods to try to provoke the other party and make the other party attack you desperately.
This made the leaders more sure that they had found the weak spot of Sophilia's army. They stopped even pretending to attack and decided to directly cross them and attack their hinterland.
This stalemate lasted for three full days, and it was early in the morning when Hairi Dongbu was preparing for a full retreat.
The sky that was supposed to be brightened up showed no signs of brightening up, but instead became darker. Even the bonfire of the Odin orcs who kept watch at night, the space illuminated became very limited, as if it would be annihilated by darkness at any time.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The roar of artillery resounded across the sky.
After the cannonball hit the ground, the explosion caused caused the entire ground to tremble.
"What's going on? Aren't you preparing to go south? Why are there still people attacking the enemy?"
"Enemy attack, it's an enemy attack. The enemy is coming. They are attacking our camp!"
"Could it be that the enemy couldn't bear it anymore and got out of his own turtle shell? Haha... If this is the case, it is great news for us. Maybe we don't have to cross them this time and directly attack them.
Defeat them, drive them south, gather the troops, gather the troops quickly."
"Stick to the camp. The chief has ordered everyone to stick to the camp. Don't attack at will. Wait for dawn. This is the enemy's trick. Everyone, stick to the camp and don't panic."
"Stick to the camp, the chief has orders..."
"It's so dangerous. If the chief hadn't reminded us, we almost fell into the trap again. It was so late at night, and everything was pitch black. How could the other party reach us? They must have used shells to scare us and make us panic. Once we were in a state of confusion,
On the contrary, the other side may take the opportunity to launch a full-scale attack."
"Assemble the troops, guard the camp, don't move around at will, and wait for daybreak. If the opponent really attacks, it will be impossible to retreat for a while. After daybreak, we will hang them again."
After the initial commotion, the Odin orc leaders reacted one after another.
Although night attacks are not a routine tactic, they are not uncommon either.
In night attack tactics, how many people are killed is often secondary. The main purpose is to trigger a roar of the camp and take advantage of the enemy's inability to distinguish between friend and foe and panic to attack one's own people.
In a successful night attack, only a few people are killed by the enemy, but not a few are harmed by one's own people.
In this area, the Odin Orcs have their own advantages, because most of them set up camps in tribes, and they are very familiar with each other. They can identify each other by their voices, and their trust level is higher than that of soldiers.
time, but it is less likely to cause tragedy in the camp.
"Why is it not bright yet? Logically speaking, it should be bright at this time. Is it foggy today? It doesn't look like it."
"Listen, there seems to be something wrong with the movement. There is the sound of fighting in the distance."
"It seems that there is really a sound of fighting. Could it be that the other party really sent people to set up camp?"
"Light a bonfire around the camp and prepare bows and arrows. If anyone enters our camp rashly, they must bow and arrow to greet them."
"The situation is really not right. Why is this oiled bonfire so weak?"
The obstruction of vision made these Odin orcs uneasy, and everyone made an instinctive reaction, which was to light as many bonfires as possible to illuminate the surrounding situation.
Some ruthless people set fire to the surrounding tents.
But the strange thing is that these flames seem to be suppressed by an estimated invisible force. They feel not even half as strong as usual, giving people a weak look.
Many people feel that something is wrong, but they don't know where the problem lies.
Not only did the roar of the artillery not get smaller, but it became more intense.
Various sounds of fighting were getting closer and closer to them.
It brought huge psychological pressure to them. No one knew what kind of monster would rush out of the darkness in the next second.
As the number one general under Chief Hai Ridong, Greg's tribal strength is one of the best among Hai Ridong's tribe, so he is naturally qualified to lead the attack on the left.
Greg felt particularly strongly about this night attack because most of the sounds came from the west, and they seemed to be the main target of the other party's night attack.
As a tiger general, Greg never knew what fear was. While gathering the elites in the camp, he sent out elite sentries to explore the surrounding situation as much as possible. As long as he determined the enemy's true attack direction, he would take the initiative to attack.
Standing still and waiting for help has never been his style.
But after waiting and waiting, their sentinel did not come back, and they just sank into the sea like pebbles.
Looking at the extremely pure pitch black night around him, Greg's heart sank involuntarily.
Compared to the fact that all his sentinels were killed, Greg believed that they had lost their way and could not find the way back.
A bad guess came to Greg's mind.
What if it wasn't night that was covering them in front of them?
Under the scorching sun, a strange black mist, like a tangible existence, stood in front of them, dividing the whole world into two.
Greg couldn't help but think about it.
He had seen this kind of scene not just once, but twice.
The first time was at the Broken Mouth Blood Fortress. As the most trusted general around Chief Hai Ridong, he went to see if the methods of the Undead Empire's special envoys were really as effective as they boasted.
The second time, just a week ago, when the fog barrier that separated things appeared out of thin air, he was also sent out by Chief Hai Ridong to check the situation.
With just one glance, Chief Greg was able to confirm that the fog barrier was exactly the same as the one that shrouded the Blood Castle of the Broken Mouth and was definitely not formed by natural forces.
It was his opinion that made Chief Hairidong immediately give up further testing of the fog barrier and put all his energy on Sophia Liya's side.
It's just that they all ignored one problem before. The enemy has the ability to create a fog barrier, and can create a fog to cover their camp, just like what they did to the Broken Blood Fort.
What if the sky above their camp never lights up again in a short period of time?
Greg, who is known for his bravery, was shocked by his guess.
If this happens, the enemy doesn't need to attack them at all. It won't be long before the Odin orc tribe, surrounded by the fog, will be unable to bear it and rush outside.
Not to mention the fact that they could kill each other due to misunderstandings in the fog where they couldn't see their hands, but just saying that they rushed out of the fog in separate orders because of inconsistent orders would be a very fatal thing.
Don't forget that three kilometers across from them is the enemy's intact camp.
They only need to direct their ferocious long-range firepower there, and as many as they come out will die.
Chief Greg felt like he had fallen into an icehouse. The more he thought about it, the colder he became. The more he looked at the surrounding situation, the more it matched his guess.
For Chief Greg, the biggest question is, once you know what the problem is, how do you solve it?
Although this fog was first used by the Odin Orcs, there are probably not many Odin Orcs who can explain its operating principle clearly.
Let alone find a way to get rid of it.
If the fog cannot be dispelled, everything else is empty talk.
Chief Greg now misses smart people like Terrence very much. The two of them usually don't get along very well, but at critical moments, they still have someone to discuss.
As time went on, the sun did not rise for a long time, confirming Chief Greg's suspicion, and at the same time further exacerbating the uneasiness in the hearts of the Odin orcs below.
Many even dismounted their horses and knelt down to pray to the god Odin.