Of course, Qianye would not allow the expeditionary army to retreat calmly. Even though the officers tried their best to gather the troops and maintain the retreating formation, they still couldn't stop Qianye's tail-to-tail pursuit. Under his impact again and again, soldiers fell one after another. At this moment, Qianye is like a winter wolf, closely following the prey, tearing off a piece of flesh from time to time, and the wound expands bit by bit.
Qianye went all the way outside the town, and then felt that he was locked on by several sniper rifles, so he gave up the pursuit and retreated into the town.
The town was filled with thick smoke, lingering fires and wreckage. Two guard captains greeted them, their bodies were dripping with blood, they didn't know if it was the enemy's blood or their own. However, their fighting spirit was obviously much higher than before the war, with flames burning in their eyes, and the way they looked at Qianye was different from before.
Qianye is very clear about what is contained in this gaze, which is the belief and admiration for the strong, and it can even be said to be worship. From this moment on, Qianye truly won the respect of the two guard captains.
Qianye's heart moved, his thoughts pierced through the mist like lightning, and just a moment ago, he suddenly realized his problem. On this battlefield, he is no longer a soldier, a lone wolf, but a commander who needs to lead the entire battlefield.
From the perspective of maximizing personal performance, Qianye's tactics are not wrong. The ultra-long-range sniper is an independent combat unit. However, as a battlefield commander, it is different. He needs to let his subordinates see himself, trust himself, and know that the leader is always with them.
This is different from the situation in the 131st Company back then. It was a battle-hardened team. Bao Zhengcheng and the officers were solid battlefield nodes and commanders of local battles. The result of going through life and death again and again. As for Qianye's improvised team, there was neither tacit cooperation nor accumulated trust among them, so they especially needed a strong commander before the battle.
The person who is most qualified for this position is Wei Potian. Qianye has seen his battle in Dark Blood City, and also seen his style of leading the team during Tianxuan Chunshou. His boldness is most suitable for fighting on the frontal battlefield. Just looking at Wei Potian's status and prestige among the Broken Wing Angels, one can tell that this style is very suitable for leading troops.
And Qianye, no matter in Huangquan or Red Scorpion, learned the killing technique, and after coming to the Eternal Night Continent, he became more accustomed to guerrilla hunting. But in today's battle with more than a thousand people, if you want to win more with less, and there is no strong fortress to rely on, maintaining morale is the most important thing, that is to say, you still need to break the situation head-on.
This is the difference between a general and a soldier. This is an era that belongs to the strong, and an era that only belongs to the strong!
From the moment he threw the blood force grenade, Qianye appeared on the battlefield with an unrivaled posture. Anyone who dared to challenge him, from the second lieutenant to the major, was instantly beheaded by him! This was an extremely heavy blow to the morale of the expeditionary force, and at the same time greatly improved the morale of one's own side.
The first attack of the expeditionary force was finally repulsed.
In addition to the two guard captains, those warriors in the seeds also gathered in front of Qianye. They were originally assigned the task of leading the team when they were formed, and after the battle just now, they seemed to be the core of their respective teams. There were a few seasoned veterans who began rounding up the team as soon as the fight was over.
Qianye didn't say much, but simply ordered: "Immediately count the casualties and rearrange the defenses. Remember to distribute weapons and equipment to everyone. We now have enough weapons." His gaze swept to the expeditionary force in the town Corpses of soldiers.
After everyone dispersed and got busy, Qianye climbed up to the missing corner of the town wall tower alone, looking at the expeditionary army in the distance. The expeditionary force withdrew a full kilometer away before regrouping. It was obvious that the commander of the opponent was deeply wary of Qianye's Eagle Strike, and only dared to reorganize the team if he hid outside the range of the Eagle Strike.
Qianye's eyes fixed on the lieutenant colonel in front of the queue. In fact, at this distance, the custom-modified Eagle Strike in his hand could reach the lieutenant colonel. It's just that the distance is too far, and the lieutenant colonel has enough buffer time to dodge and escape.
"My lord, you are injured." It was a slightly immature voice, obviously nervous.
Qianye looked back and saw that it was a young girl who belonged to the seed. The soot and bloodstains on her face could not conceal her beauty.
Following the girl's gaze and looking down, Qianye saw a puddle of blood on his waist at some point, and there was a bloody wound there. To his surprise, the wound was still oozing blood.
Qianye himself can't remember when he was injured, maybe he was hit by the bullets raining down on the assault battalion that was gathering in the square, or maybe he was shot coldly when the expeditionary army retreated in pursuit. He secretly mobilized his blood energy, and found that there was a cold force lingering in the wound, hindering the wound from healing.
The person who shot and wounded Qianye obviously also had a special talent. This kind of cold force is quite rare, and it is very practical in battle. If that person had enough time to grow up over time, he would probably become a strong man again, but unfortunately he met Qianye. Although Qianye didn't know who this person was, he clearly remembered that anyone who shot at him with an origin force gun had become one of his achievements.
This is war.
Outside the small town, the head of the lieutenant colonel looked gloomy, and the battalion commander of the seventh division beside him didn't look much better.
The battalion commander of the Seventh Division suddenly said: "The next battle, I will be the first!"
The lieutenant colonel shook his head and said: "Our division's assault battalion commander, my deputy commander, and another battalion commander all died in the town. Do you think that if you go up, you will perform better than them?" ?”
The battalion commander shouted: "At least I'm not afraid of death!"
The head of the lieutenant colonel said coldly: "No one here is afraid of death! The problem is that death is useful! You are the first to rush up, what use is there other than being a target for that kid? It will allow us to win this battle." battle?"
The battalion commander's face was green and pale, and he couldn't help sneering: "It's true that no one is afraid of death. But they just don't know who those guys who just escaped are."
The leader snorted, but didn't speak. Those are naturally his soldiers.
The battalion commander looked at the time, suddenly became anxious, and asked, "When will we attack?"
"Continue to rest, at least until after dawn. The current condition of the troops is not suitable for attack."
"But our Seventh Division can't wait! We must destroy all the seeds before it gets dark tomorrow!"
"That's your Seventh Division's business."
The battalion commander couldn't help shouting again: "If our Seventh Division falls, do you think your Fifteenth Division will be better off? Don't forget, those things were all done together."
The head of the lieutenant colonel's face was as gloomy as a black stone. He stared at the battalion commander of the seventh division for a long time before turning his head and shouting at his personal guards: "Go, report to the division commander, I want reinforcements! Really powerful reinforcements! "
The orderly jumped on the off-road vehicle and flew away. It is only a few tens of kilometers away from the 15th Division's garrison, and reinforcements will swarm in the afternoon of the next day. As for the reaction of the Tenth Division stationed locally? That's something the generals need to think about.
The battalion commander of the Seventh Division just looked better, and the lieutenant colonel commander of the Fifteenth Division said coldly: "Did you only send one battalion from the Seventh Division? Don't forget, if this is true If we get stabbed out, our Fifteenth Division will certainly be unlucky, but the Seventh Division, as the leader and planner, just wait to be pushed to the forefront!"
The battalion commander's face immediately became ugly again.
The lieutenant colonel didn't say any more, and believed that the battalion commander could understand what he meant. He called his adjutant and began counting casualties and damage.
In the first round of the attack, the expeditionary force dropped nearly 400 corpses, with more than one-fifth of the casualties. Although I believe that Qianye's life must not be very good, but the number of casualties is still far beyond expectations, and the town has not yet been taken down.
At this time, the lieutenant-major of the regiment commander rushed over, lowered his voice, and said, "Sir, the situation is not good. The casualties of our officers are too high, and some brothers want to refuse to go to the battlefield again."
"How many casualties?" The lieutenant colonel asked calmly.
"The lieutenant killed more than fifty people in battle!"
"What?" Now the lieutenant colonel couldn't keep his composure anymore, he said a few more words to the major, then turned around and sneered at the battalion commander of the Seventh Division: "This is the fifth-level soldier mentioned in your intelligence? You he Who the hell have you ever seen a fifth-level fighter who can kill so many lieutenants of mine?!"
At the end, the lieutenant colonel was already roaring, and the splash of saliva was directly sprayed on the face of the battalion commander of the Seventh Division! The battalion commander couldn't speak, but smiled wryly, not even wiping the saliva off his face.
In the small town, Qianye only briefly treated the wounds on his body, and then began to walk around to check the situation of the defense. The casualty situation on his side is not bad. The casualties of the seeds and the Far East Heavy Industry guards are only a few hundred people, which is completely within the acceptable range. And after the life-and-death battle just now, Qianye no longer saw fear in the eyes of these young people, only courage and worship.
A general who will always appear in the most dangerous place and attack the most powerful enemy will definitely be loved by the soldiers.
Seeing the young soldiers gradually gathering, Qianye said calmly: "Persevere, as long as we survive the next round of attack, our reinforcements will arrive tomorrow evening. This is the place of the Wei family in the Far East, in front of the imperial high-ranking family , What are the two division commanders in the expeditionary military region?"
There was a moment of complete silence around, and then the seeds cheered, exhaustion and pain seemed to be swept away. To them, the Expeditionary Army is an unrivaled behemoth, the ruler of the Evernight Continent. They may not be afraid of death, but the future is still at a loss. Even if they win this time, what about the next time
No one had told them where this temporary town was before, and perhaps many of them did not know the name of the Wei family in the Far East, but the words of the top-ranking family in the empire could not be more clear, which meant that they could be compared with the expeditionary army. The existence of behemoths competing against each other also means that their future is not without a glimmer of hope, as long as they live!
The battlefield is always full of surprises, Qianye did not wait for reinforcements from Wei Potian, but instead waited for reinforcements from the 15th Division.
This time the 15th Division sent another whole regiment, dispatching two regiments to cross their own defense zone in a short period of time was already the limit of the 15th Division. Twenty kilometers away, the Tenth Division in Duanhe City remained silent.