"Go back?"
Ruhl sat on the horse, holding the front-line battle report sent by the messenger in his hand.
Hmm... You win but retreat, this Adric, you also feel something is wrong.
Ruhl rubbed his fat face vigorously, rubbing the fat on his face into a ball, and the subordinates next to him were not surprised by the general's actions.
As an infantry regiment, Ruhr's troops did not go north very fast, and his troops were also responsible for carrying a large amount of baggage and military supplies, food and other materials.
The soldiers of the Sixth Corps are not in a hurry to go to the front - the so-called courage of the army, the character of a commander will often leave a deep imprint on the army he commands, so the style of the Sixth Corps has never been like the first. An iron army like the Thirteenth Corps.
In fact, during this trip north, Rabbit General Ruhr has always had a deep worry in his heart. This is a peculiar feeling that he was born with. Every time he encounters danger, this feeling will Especially strong. Ruhr has been in the army for many years and has experienced hundreds of battles. He can safely escape from a crisis every time. More than half of it is due to his peculiar and keen sense. And this time going north, with every step forward, the feeling of danger became stronger and stronger, so strong that in such a cold weather, the fat man was sweating all over his body, and the cotton robe lined with the armor was soaked with sweat. .
Ruhl pondered for a while and made a decision: "Gather all the war horses of our corps, and the scout battalion... Well, let the flag regiment at the back leave a thousand people! Make up a mixed rear team and separate from the main force. Go slowly behind, remember to keep a day's distance from our home team at all times, don't get too close, and don't fall too far!"
After giving the order, the general rabbit sighed, with a wry smile on his face: "I hope my hunch this time is correct."
As he said that, he touched the fat on his face and scolded with a smile: "Hasting can't kill me. Is the general led by Odin more powerful than Hasting? Humph!"
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The 13th Corps is worthy of being one of the most elite corps in the empire. After Adric gave the order to retreat, the soldiers were a little puzzled, but they still carried out the order resolutely.
After re-arranging, the 13th Corps quickly left the battlefield and retreated along the flat plain terrain. General Adric personally led a banner regiment in the rear to prevent the pursuit of the Odins.
The distance of ten miles is not close, not far, but it is just a meal, and the speed of the cavalry quickly reaches the designated assembly point.
Sosia, the fierce general who was used to charging with heavy cavalry, was still dissatisfied, and after regrouping, he still couldn't help but ran to Adric to complain.
"General, I really don't understand, since we won, even if we don't rush into the valley, we can at least stay in the valley and nail the Odin legion there. Why..."
Adrick was sitting on the horse and eating dinner. He swallowed a piece of dry and hard meat patty mixed with cold water, wiped the water on his beard, and squinted at the number one general under his command. There was a hint of disappointment.
Taking a deep breath, Adric's eyes were a little sad: "Socia, how many years have you followed me?"
The bearded Sosia thought for a while: "I have been in the Thirteenth Corps for nine years. When you first came, I was only a deputy battalion officer."
Adrick seemed to smile. When he smiled, his eyes still kept majesty. He turned and looked around. The cavalry lined up neatly and walked quietly on the road. No cavalry was talking loudly, only horseshoes. The sound of the sound and the clanging sound of the armor colliding, other than that, it was solemn.
The general's eyes became complicated, he sighed softly, and then smiled bitterly: "Socia... I'm afraid I won't be here for too long."
Sosia's face changed suddenly, and he heard the general's worried voice: "I have been in the Thirteenth Corps for nine years. It is customary in the Empire's army. Can a commander stay in a regiment for so long? Humph... They wanted to transfer me two years ago. You have been a soldier of the Empire all your life. You should understand that the commander-in-chief of the main army cannot last for a long time. Nine years in the 13th Corps is the limit. If I guess correctly, after this war, I will be transferred out of here for at most a year and a half, and maybe go to the Osgilia Military Headquarters as a deputy minister. Maybe go to the place to run a military district and be the governor..."
Sosia's face was extremely ugly, her lips were open, and she stared at Adric, unable to say a word.
Adric's thick palm patted Sosia's shoulder and whispered: "My old friend, we have fought together for nine years, I think you are the best person to replace me, you are brave in fighting, and I will put The most elite heavy armored cavalry flag regiment of the 13th Corps is handed over to you. Over the years, your prestige has also been erected. You have enough understanding and affection for this army, and I have no doubts about your ability. But... "
The general pointed to his head: "You still need to use it more! The Thirteenth Corps is an iron army, an iron army that goes forward bravely! But as for courage, as the commander of an army, you also need to use your brains more. Okay! It's not that you have no brains, it's just that you are too accustomed to using force to solve problems. This is certainly an expression of your bravery, but if you are the commander of an army, bravery alone is not enough."
In fact, Adrick has a sentence hidden in his heart for many years, but he has never dared to say it, just because this sentence is too sensitive, if it is said, I am afraid it will hurt the heart of the army...
(Advance, or die... This slogan is indeed very impassioned, but the Thirteenth Corps has been carrying this slogan for far too long! It has been so long that it has been overwhelmed! An army in the field of battle If you only know how to fight and rush blindly, then you will never be able to truly control the situation of the battle! The real invincible teacher should have evidence of advancing and retreating! But he bears the heavy burden of "advance or die", the thirteenth The whole corps is indulged in a kind of fanaticism: thinking that bravery can solve all problems, thinking that as long as you dare to work hard, you can defeat the enemy. But this kind of thinking... is simply wrong!)
(If it's just a battalion, or just a small unit of a flag regiment, then it's enough to have a slogan of indomitable and sturdy slogan as the soul of the army. But the 13th Corps is a regiment! It is a routine for independent operations. Corps! Then, in many cases, in the face of war, what is needed is not only "forward", but also sometimes "backward" or even "failure" must be learned!!)
It's just that no one else can say these words, and Adric, the commander of the 13th Corps, can't say it!
(This fanatical slogan can certainly inspire morale most of the time and turn it into infinite combat effectiveness. But sometimes, it might actually kill the army... )
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Xiaya sat quietly on the bed, closed his eyes tightly, the fire fork was placed on his knees, and the magic spar was also pinched in his palm.
"You don't need to find a way to 'fuse' with this magic crystal, because in fact, when I hid my soul in this magic crystal, I found that in fact, it has already deeply branded your soul imprint. Maybe you don't know it yourself, but you have always been able to burst out magical powers in critical moments before, and it is because the soul imprint is touched that the magic crystal can exert its original effect."
Deep in my mind, the dragon's voice spoke indifferently.
(Well, has it been 'fused' long ago? When was it?) Xia frowned, thinking hard in her heart. (Since when did I wear this stone by my side? Well, I forgot the specific day, as if the old guy wore this piece around my neck from a very young age Maybe the old guy deceived me and did some tricks before I knew it... )
"Although I can't tell you exactly how to control that magical power, I can probably analyze some of the fluctuations and laws of the energy inside this magic crystal when you exploded before. The main source of this power is The place is... Murderous aura! On the battlefield, going through the critical point of life and death, walking on the edge of life and death, the kind of murderous aura that erupts! Your murderous aura, and the murderous aura of the enemies you want to kill! This stone , to be precise, it's just a special magic crystal, it can absorb the murderous aura around it, then transform it into a powerful force, and then explode out. As the owner of the stone, what you need to do is to find out The rules, and then, in future battles, you can take the initiative to use this power..."
"Thinking about it carefully, to stimulate the outbreak of this power, you need external pressure. When you are oppressed by external pressure to a certain extent, your soul will fluctuate, triggering the imprint of the soul in the stone and activating this power. .
As a dragon clan, although I lost my body, I retained most of my soul power. I can still exert a little of the power of the dragon clan's unique attributes. Item... Long Wei. "
As soon as the voice fell, Xiaya felt a tightness all over his body! An invisible feeling of oppression enveloped him in it! This is a feeling of coercion that is invisible and intangible, as if there is a dangerous aura that overrides him and shrouds him! His heart suddenly jumped wildly, his breathing was rapid, and the hairs on his whole body seemed to stand up - just like a beast in danger, even his body was tense and bowed into a ball!
"Calm down! Experience this pressure! My soul power can't last this pressure for too long! You carefully experience the feeling in your own consciousness under this pressure... Every sense, every fluctuation... Hell, I've never met a human as stupid as you!"
At the end of the day, the dragon's voice in my head became annoyed...
Xia Ya suddenly opened his eyes, and at this moment his eyes had turned blood red! He jumped up, as if he had lost his mind.
boom! ! !
With a loud bang, several blood-colored rays of light turned into more than ten blades of light, and shot out towards the surroundings. !
Several thick wooden stakes supporting the tent were torn apart and smashed on Xia Ya's body, instantly crushing the bed under him.
Xia Ya woke up in an instant. In the dust, he coughed pitifully, so much so that his tears came out, and he rolled and scrambled out from under the ruins. When he threw himself on the ground, he threw a Mud in the mouth.
Suddenly turning over, Xiaya jumped up, stared at the fire fork in his hand with wide eyes, and then suddenly laughed up to the sky.
"Hahahaha! I feel it! I feel it!!!"
In my mind, the dragon's voice became weak: "Idiot! What a stupid human being! I only felt it once, and it is still far from being able to use it accurately! What are you proud of!"