On the first night, both sides did not choose to sneak attack tacitly, and everyone slept well under the guard of the sentry and surrounded by various traps. Feng knew that the march was tiring, and this was the home of Wangshengmen, and the raid was not a wise choice. Perhaps for the coalition forces, both in terms of number and technology, they have a weak advantage, but the battlefield is changing rapidly. This poor advantage does not establish the victory, so the surprise attack is meaningless. And according to the reports of the people in the battle yesterday, Xiao Yuhe clearly realized the ability of traveling about stealing doors and high buying. Raid was not a familiar tactic to them. Under the enemy’s superb dodge and stealth skills, they did it. Unfortunately, this hasty attack ruined the future of the entire team.
The morning dawn was so sudden that everyone rushed up to prepare for the battle before they came and stretched their sore backs, tidy up their costumes, and stand by at any time. God knows what the opponent's troops will be. The disciples Suomen rushed out of the camp in the first batch, but found Feng who had been outside early.
"Good morning, everyone." Feng held a cup of tea, as if leisurely as if to go out camping, "get up so early, breakfast is still not good."
Just kidding, the confrontation between the two sides is so tense, our commander Dai Junchou actually slowly holding a tea cup for morning exercises? The brothers of Somen were stunned. Of course, the team that came out later than them was the high-buy team, and they also looked incredible.
"Look at what I'm doing? If you want to go to bed, continue to go back to sleep. If you are in the mood for morning exercises, you can go out." Feng took a sip of tea, and shouted at the small tent in Tang Meng, "Second sister, it seems that you should cook more for breakfast. , Everyone is up." After speaking, he rushed into the tent without looking back, and his mouth was actually muttering: "I have to see what's delicious in the morning."
After everyone had their breakfast anxiously, Feng announced two disciplines. First, it is not allowed to leave the base camp within one kilometer. This is of course for the safety of your lives. There are various traps of enemies and your own people outside, and those who don't want to die should stay in the camp honestly. Second, it is not allowed to casually discuss things about the situation of the war, especially not to let me hear the speculation and analysis of the current situation. Otherwise, hey, the sentry every night is not a good job, the shadow of the enemy can't be seen, but the mosquitoes have been seen all over the place. If anyone violates the rules, then I will punish him to watch the night!
Yinxue had a new understanding of Dai Juncai after Kui Mulang and Liu Jinlong's "overtime teaching", and he could understand what Feng is doing now. When the two armies face off, the fear and tension of the entire team are the most feared. Appropriate tension can promote combat effectiveness. But if you are nervous and can't sleep and eat, how can you fight? Feng is going to use actions to tell everyone that what they are facing is not a vicious enemy, nor is it an invincible monster, as long as they eat and sleep well, and then perform their duties when fighting. Of course, Feng didn't say how many casualties there would be.
So except for a hapless guy with food poisoning (he actually picked a lot of wild fruits and brought them back to eat, but fortunately was discovered early, it was basically something used as a laxative in southern Xinjiang.), the battle damage on the first day was Zero.
The people who passed away did not act rashly either. Perhaps it was because the coalition on behalf of Juncai was too large, or because the battle of the previous day had hurt the vitality. Xiao Yuhe only sent a few groups of sentries, and the scope of the scouts was only a few kilometers.
"Looking at our heads, it seems to be quite calm." Someone whispered, the voice is so small that it is almost inaudible. Of course, many "unpredictable" guys have very good ears at this time.
"Yeah, there is nothing to worry about. The officials are not in a hurry, why are we in a hurry?" Someone responded. When they first came, everyone was very nervous. Basically, they didn't sleep well the first night. His face was calm, and even the bloodthirsty Suomen Jindao didn't care about it. Maybe there was really nothing to worry about.
"Maybe it's because you are very sure." Of course, many people are out of blind trust in Feng. He is the son of Qianmen, so you will definitely win with him.
Just in Feng’s calm and indifferent, the panic and tension that permeated the camp disappeared without a trace, replaced by the laughter of trust and joy, some people actually started playing cards, and even some bold guys actually opened some gambling. Very small "entertainment show".
In the following days, the actions of the two sides were surprisingly similar. There was no conspiracy, no intrigue, and only one thing was the top priority, digging trenches. That's right, it's trenches. The traffic trenches have shattered the tens of kilometers that the two sides are facing each other. It seems that the commanders of the two sides have made up their minds to build a lot of construction here, and will not stop without turning the earth into a maze. Therefore, the "engineers" on both sides increased a tremendous load. Every day, Doumu Hao rushed out of the tent like a contractor, and then returned with a whole body of earthy breath, and got into the camp on behalf of the monarch, "Master, we Thirteen trenches were dug today!"
With the excavation of the trenches, the frontiers of the two sides finally had a chance to exchange fire. The scouts were always on the front line. A few people, dozens of people, and dozens of small troops fought extremely tragically. It was obviously the six or seven of the coalition forces. Individuals strangled three solitary congregants of the destiny. In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers from the destiny rushed up and surrounded the coalition forces. Not long after the fight, the coalition’s reinforcements arrived, and the scale of victory tilted again, and then tilted again. In the end, only a corpse and a bloody setting sun remained.
Casualties began to slowly appear in the teams of both sides, and the laughter and laughter between the camps gradually disappeared, replaced by silence. Card players don't bother to pick up poker anymore, instead they spend a lot of time wiping their weapons, over and over again.
War is the best school. For the children of the rivers and lakes who have not participated in the battle, death is an experience. Perhaps better to say, it is a level. He has experienced death and faced death. If he can still live smoothly. When he comes down, he is already a lake. Veterans are the soul of a team and the soul of the world. They know how to survive cruel battles. They know how to successfully cut into the battlefield. They know how to cut off the enemy's supply line. They know when to take action and when they can't bear it. Hair, when to show weakness, when to know how to suppress.
Batch after batch of scouts were sent out by Dai Junchou and Drinking Blood. The war was like a huge meat grinder, turning everything it saw into pieces. But now, the battle has not yet begun. At best, it's just a warm-up of the machine.