Reckless Through The New World

Waiting for people to gather, and then push it in a wave, this is not the original plan of Sanyu and Panda.

joke! Reckless Earth Guild and people PK, when do you need to assemble first? They always only asked where the enemy was, and never cared about anything else.

Isn't it just hitting! Cannons blasting his mother, why do you need to think so much! Anyway, there are more and more people fighting. Even if you don't gather at the beginning, it's the same when you gather at the resurrection point!

However, some people think otherwise.

The battle situation ahead has been telling everyone through the chat channel. After the three-odd people set off, Han Feng, who ran out to run a small grocery store, contacted him and asked him what tactics he was going to use?

"Tactics?" Sanyu asked in confusion at the time, "What is that?"

Han Feng was drinking water at the time, and the water spewed out directly. After coughing violently for a while, he had the strength to answer: "Damn it! You want to fight someone in a decisive battle, and you don't even think about your tactics?"

"Everyone rushed over and slapped him, wouldn't it be over?" Sanyu replied as a matter of course, "It used to be like this in the union war, isn't it good."

Han Feng said helplessly: "This is not a game, it's reality! In the game, it takes at most ten minutes to run to the place after hanging up, but in reality, it will take at least an hour to run if you are weak and rushing on the road! Do you think there will be a problem with the corpse for such a long time?"

Sanyu pondered for a while and asked, "Then what do you think we should do?"

"At least you have to gather first! At the very least, find a safe place first, wait for everyone to gather, and then push them over in one wave - this is much more useful than killing them in batches!"

Sanyu discussed with Panda and agreed to the plan.

He doesn't think that if everyone kills them in batches, they can't win, but considering that the killing is so quick and easy, it seems that it is indeed more interesting to gather and kill again.

And... everyone gathers to fight again, which can effectively avoid the situation where people who come late can't catch the fight.

If according to the original plan, the people in front killed Marquis Henry, what will the people who come after him do? Whip the corpse?

It's better for everyone to go together, regardless of whether you can grab the blame or not, it all depends on your own ability and doesn't bully others.

With this idea in mind, their battle plan eventually became to find a place to gather, and then hula la and rush over.

This battle plan made Han Feng speechless, but he also knew that it was not realistic for this group of reckless men with muscles in their heads to think about lure the enemy to go deep or take turns to attack. To be able to do this now is a good thing.

He had the intention to come up with some better tactics, but after thinking about it for a long time, he had to admit regretfully - he was also a reckless man, and he couldn't think of any better tactics at all.

He also once contacted Sean, who was a soldier, and asked Sean to give some advice, but Sean replied: "I am a missile soldier, I only know that fighting is fast and accurate, as long as my missiles are fast and accurate, everything else It's not a problem...you want me to command the war? I'm not from the military academy."

In this regard, the cold wind has nothing to say.

All he can say is "I'm losing."

After the belly slander, he decided to change his mind and find a solution to the problem from the technical point of view that he was good at.

After all... Compared to fighting, engaging in technology is his specialty.

Regardless of what happened on his side, Sanyu led a dozen people to search all the way, and finally found a good valley. This valley is about ten miles away from the Thracian military camp. The distance is a bit far, but the advantage is that it is concealed enough and it is quite safe. As long as the concealment magic is used, it is no problem to hide hundreds of people.

Anyway, for the traversers, the ten-mile road... is actually nothing.

For a martial arts type like Panda, even if you don't give yourself a buff, if you just rely on your physical strength to run wildly, it will take less than ten minutes to travel ten miles. The spell system can use spells to fly, and the speed will only be faster.

This distance was far beyond the range that the Thracian army could easily detect. In such a messy situation, it is unlikely that the Thracians would send out masters who could see through obscuring magic to search for possible attackers.

Don't forget, they just died a few more masters.

There are tens of thousands of people in the Thracian army, but there are not many masters. If you die like this, there won't be much left.

In other words, if he continued to die like this, there would not be much that Marquis Henry could command.

In this world, power is the foundation of power. A powerful adventurer can ignore the king, while a noble who is theoretically higher in social status can only bow before the king. Marquis Henry could impose military law on those nobles, but in the face of the masters in the army, he could only choose to back down.

Because... the generals who don't understand this truth have all become dead.

The strong people in this world are rarely willing to take care of the overall situation, or for them, "power cannot order the strong" is the most important overall situation. Throughout the ages, hundreds of powerful people and rulers have died for this reason in the Western Continent.

This rule was written at the expense of human life.

Since Marquis Henry commands the independent powerhouses in the immovable army, the strategy he can choose can only be relatively conservative. In the evening, when the Homecoming Party, Panda and others, and even the first group of people who died, came together, the Thracian army just set up a number of sentries within a range of about five miles outside the barracks. Temporarily pulled a fence around.

It's kind of stupid, but it's kinda useful. Wuli Road is not long, but it is not short either. It is not easy for the attacker to rush through this distance at once.

With such a road as a buffer, it is enough for the army to respond to a certain extent. With a prepared army and an unprepared army, combat effectiveness is completely different.

... Of course, for the traversers, it's almost the same.

Shortly after the sun set, the traversers set out from the valley where they assembled, heading for the Thracian barracks.

They were lined up in a scattered line, and at first glance they looked like a group of rabble, but the aura they exuded made people tremble with fear.

When the concealment magic was removed and the murderous aura of the hundred and dozens of passers-by was completely released, even the sky changed color.

This night was originally clear, but as the shielding magic disappeared, countless dark clouds immediately appeared in the clear sky.

In the dark night sky, there is an almost suffocating pressure that is slowly falling.

Marquis Henry sat in the central army tent, felt the pressure, got up and walked out.

He saw a flash of fire, like a long dragon, slowly approaching.

"Who is that?" he asked.

"Maybe it's Mo Lai's ambush," the staff replied.

The Marquis stared at the row of meandering firelights and smiled, but the smile was a little reluctant.

"I really can't understand what the Molai people were thinking," he said. "If they had been in this army in the first place, maybe this war would have been lost."

"If I had faced such an enemy from the beginning, I would never have hoped to be able to take the Norma line of defense." He said to himself, "But... Now I have succeeded. Who wants to take the victory out of my hands. If the glory is taken away, then step on my corpse first!"

With that said, he drew his saber and pointed in the direction of the firelight: "Pass my order, Thracian army, attack!"

Feeling the murderous aura in the Thracian barracks, Panda and Sanyu looked at each other and drew their swords, pointing in the direction of the barracks.

"What is it called?" Sanyu said, "There is no reckless formation, only reckless men who are not determined enough, right?"

Panda laughed, golden light flashed on his body, and put layers of buffs on himself: "Follow me! Recklessly wear them!"