Chapter 177

Just as Mu Shaoan led fifty army soldiers to chase Rennes and march towards Grimdor Manor, in the dense mountain forest three hundred miles away, Mort Lun and Cheng Xiaodong also led two battle platoons and an eighty-man coolie camp on a difficult journey. In addition, there were twenty rats led by the thief Taer in front of them.

They need to cross this mountain overnight and arrive on the other side of the mountain before dawn tomorrow, which is outside the Iron Oak Fort. This is the most important goal of their battle plan.

The whole sound hits the west, no, it is the essence of the plan to lured the tiger away from the mountain.

haha, the four heads of us are so genius, such a great strategy can be imagined.

Moltron and Cheng Xiaodong are very proud.

Who made them participate in the formulation of this plan before?

Yu Yourong Yan.

"Everyone pay attention to your feet, don't fall behind, rather slow down, and never make mistakes!" The two of them are like industrious shit shovelers at this moment, and there is no one that should be enjoyed first as chiefs. conscious.

In fact, the two of them treat every soldier under their hands as an apple of one's eye and take good care of them. They eat well and dress well. Except during training, they never beat and scold them. There are even five beautiful women in the bargaining camp. Well, this is really a wholehearted care.

If an outsider sees it, they will probably really think that the two of them love soldiers like children, and they are very good people, but if they are known by someone who is familiar with the style of the dung-pit veteran, they will only curl their lips.

Bullshit!

What loves soldiers like a son, and what abuses good people?

Will the old bird coming out of the dungpit be a good person?

In fact, they are just afraid of death.

Yes, the veterans are very smart and sleek. Various crafty plots and machinations are emerging in endlessly, but they know what is the way to save their lives.

Although they have chosen to follow Mu Shaoan, in their own eyes, their lives are still in the hands of these soldiers.

Yes, if the soldiers are strong, they will live well.

So there is no such thing as drinking soldiers' blood, beating, scolding and bullying, and deducting payment.

Anyway, their bosses are Jindinars, and they don’t expect to make money from the enemy’s capture. Every time they attack, they have to put two large boxes of Jindinars in their camp. , Money is so capricious.

Moreover, not only the food is sufficient, but the dancer's spirit is sufficient. The camping tent must be the best and strongest, and the feather arrows, javelins, crossbow arrows and other materials must also be sufficient. , What a joke, let our soldiers fight hand-to-hand, that is really bad conscience.

So all of the above have become their two fighting platoons. There are only two hundred soldiers, but there is a camp of 80 people. There is no way, rich and self-willed.

"I said you two have souls, can you speed up? The boss's order is that we must arrive at the south of this mountain at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, and we won't be there tomorrow night at your marching speed. "

Tal asked angrily. He finally couldn't help it anymore. Hell, there were locals leading the way, and the bright moon was shining, and the road was not really rough and difficult to navigate. , As a result, these two souls who love soldiers like children just don’t increase their speed. Every ten miles they walk, they must take a break, and every thirty miles they walk, they must add food, water, and physical strength. Damn, I didn’t look at these big soldiers. Do you have enough energy to keep aiming at the camp?

"haha, Brother Tal, you can’t be careless. You must be careful and careful in everything. It’s important to know that our two battle platoons are the absolute main force of our mercenary group. At that time, we are naturally willing to go through water and tread on fire for the boss. We will not hesitate, but we cannot sacrifice unnecessarily. Look, here, there are high mountains and dense forests, rugged roads, and darkness. God knows how many crafty plots and The machinations are fermenting, oh, no, how many demons and ghosts are glare like a tiger watching his prey, how can we not take precautions? Don’t worry, tomorrow morning, we will arrive on time, it’s not wrong, neither will the boss Blame us."

Moltren fudged that speeding up the march cannot be done. You can’t do it even if you are killed. It’s not that you are questioning the boss’s order, but that it’s not stable enough. The soldiers are tired and become dogs. What about the next tough battle?

Although this plan appears to them to be perfect and without blemish, they cannot relax their vigilance.

"Your uncle!"

Tal was furious, but he was helpless. It was true that he was a follower of the boss, but the boss did not give him any orders, so Although he can get a bunch of gold dinars from Duncan a lot, he can also use these gold dinars to recruit dozens of mice familiar with the wilderness for himself, and it doesn’t even matter if he has his own pockets. He really couldn't control Mortren and Cheng Xiaodong.

So he can only get bored with some of his own mice to speed up, and go to find the way.

One night passed. The original plan was to gather at the southern pass of the mountain at 8 o’clock on the second day. As a result, after dawn, the two battle platoons between Moltron and Cheng Xiaodong were still 30 miles away from the booked goal. .

"Do you think the boss will get angry?"

Cheng Xiaodong is a little worried about being authentic.

"No, the boss doesn’t know the soldiers. He doesn’t understand what is the most important thing about an army Captain trekking, but the boss is very smart. He will never embarrass us with a death order, or else Let's make a bet?" Moltren was picking his nostrils indifferently.

"Okay, let's bet, I bet 50 cents, the boss will never get angry." Cheng Xiaodong also smiled hehe authentic.

"Fuck you, uncle." Moltron raised a middle finger. This kind of little controversy is really boring, because they are both shack veterans, and neither of them can lie to each other.

"Okay, it's dawn, children, prepare to camp for breakfast, well, I think it's good here, with wide sight, sparse woods, and mountain springs nearby, so I just camped here."

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The two started shouting.

"Your Excellency Platoon, thirty miles ahead is the meeting point, how about we have a quick march to rush over?" A Small Captain is a little bit vain, saying that these two platoons are really very good in character. Good, so that they all feel that there is a little frustration, where is this coming to be a soldier, this is simply coming to be an uncle.

"No need, thirty-mile rush march, damn, why don't you go to heaven, today there must be a hard fight, a very hard fight, so you must not be careless, come and camp, camp!"

Moltron and Cheng Xiaodong greeted them loudly, and then they did their own hands. The word "pawn" has three of them.

Although the boss is probably thirty miles ahead, even though the chicken thief Tal is giving a small report to the boss at the moment, the reason why the old bird is an old bird is that they not only shoot flattery , They have their own set of rules.

My boss is definitely not the kind of stupid person. Although the previous order was a dead order, the boss has not personally surveyed the terrain after all, nor has he been here, relying on the simple map drawn by Tal. , Oh, you guys go here to assemble, the time is eight o'clock in the morning, one minute later, I will peel your skins.

This command sounds fierce, but it's actually full of errors.

Although Moltron and Cheng Xiaodong are not professional military experts, they also know that any qualified commander in this world will not give this kind of death order before he has visited the battlefield and understood the terrain. .

So despite Mr. Taer jumping up and down, all kinds of threats, all kinds of verbal abuse.

But Moltron and Cheng Xiaodong are unperturbed, like a snail, slowly, it took a whole day and a whole night to walk less than a hundred miles, um, it’s worth it It’s worth mentioning that they only walked less than thirty miles last night.

So, even if the boss is waiting in front at this moment, Mortren and the others are not worried. Their bosses do often make such common sense mistakes, but once they find a mistake, they will immediately correct it.

Moreover, Moltron and Cheng Xiaodong dare to be 100% sure, the boss will appreciate it after they figure out the truth.

That's it.

Duncan’s guy just showed a little bit of logistical skills, and it turned out to be the first confidant, bird hair, this time you must let the boss see what logistical management is. Leading troops to fight is what we are good at.

What we lack is just a chance for a meteoric rise.

Of course, this is also in line with the survival creed of the veterans.

Be careful, be cautious, don't let go of any mistakes. At any time, even when you are asleep, you must imagine the next moment of life and death crisis.

So at this moment, not only did Moltron and Cheng Xiaodong shout desperately to keep all the soldiers and coolies busy, they also took a shovel and did their best to dig the horse trap.

This is bound to become a suitable camp for late entry. After all, who can guarantee that the attack on the empty Iron Oak Fortress will be smooth sailing?

Always prepare for the worst.

There is such a campsite for backward entry, so once it fails, it can be more calm to retreat.

Of course, this idea must not be shared with the boss.

"Hurry up, speed up, cut down all the trees around me, clean up all the nearby grass, and dig up the horse pit!"

Two people yelled as if they were beaten up. Nearly three hundred people started their hands at the same time. The speed and the scene were spectacular.

Although many soldiers and Small Captain disagree,

But as a cesspool veteran and a patient with deeply persecuted delusions, Mortren and Cheng Xiaodong will not be negligent.

In fact, they have been doing this for the past month and a half.

And others like Duncan and Bald Lee did the same.

Whether it is going out to camp or returning to camp, it is more cautious to go out in the field to a level that is almost heinous, never taking risks, never going to war.

So, this also resulted in a month and a half that had passed. It was clearly under the nose, and there were obviously village guards patrolling, but the old fox, the wild boar Hancock, couldn’t be sure. How much elite battle strength does Mu Shaoan's mercenary group have?

This is not accidental, nor is it Duncan’s credit, but just a cautious habit that veterans have always cultivated.

If it weren't for a super powerful opponent like Jade Sect, they would simply not be exposed.

Just when Moltron and Cheng Xiaodong were building a makeshift camp, Taer, a bottle gourd in blood, came out of the woods to the south, and his whole body was filled with feather arrows. , Almost became a hedgehog.

"Be careful, there is..."

Without a word, a feather arrow flew from behind, and the pu' sound penetrated his throat.

(Chapter 3 is in the great cultivator, please bear with me, sweat, I changed it temporarily, it really kills me...)