Durin's Diary

Chapter 626 New Army
Lord Durin's new army commander is a young and promising northerner, only seventeen years old.

This was the first impression of the Northern Military Observation Group, and then some people shamelessly approached to seek kinship.

"I am Sidney's orphan." These words from the other side shut up the Northern Military Observation Group's dreamy mouths.

Most of the northerners in Sidney are members of the Northernist movement who fled south.

And his words turned the Sidney people who wanted to come and take advantage of the bargain into the biggest joke - who is Jun Gu? He can even smile at people from the Northern Kingdom, but he will never give these Sidney people a good face.

Fortunately, Lord Dalin came over at this time and shook hands with the young man.

The latter smiled and bowed his head. "Principal Du Lin told me to show respect to you, Lord Dalin. When will our regiment enter the front line so I can contact our logistics team?"

"Logistics, isn't that our responsibility?" Dalinzhu was stunned for a moment, then looked behind her: "Didn't you explain it clearly again?"

Her maids were all anxious: "How could it be? We have already explained it."

"No, the logistics I'm talking about are related to ammunition. We came in such a hurry this time that the ammunition train couldn't keep up. However, we have an agreement with the dragon species in Black Dragon Mountain. They will help us transport the ammunition directly from the United Nations."

Such an answer made everyone, including Duke Alessandro, sigh in amazement - those dragons in Black Dragon Mountain were not so easy to command, and they did not expect that Lord Durin could actually command them.

After discussing things here, Lord Dalin asked her maid to take the young major and his troops to a temporary camp to rest - the Dalin military would make arrangements tomorrow.

"Then thank you, Master Dalin." After expressing his gratitude, the young man turned around and raised his hand.

All the companies turned around, took steps, and followed in unison.

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Alessandro was once again satisfied with his decision - look at these young people, this unified action alone has already made the noble officers from various countries around him dumbfounded - is this a company that has only been trained for half a year, and is it still the second echelon?

How strong are those top players in the first echelon!
How come my grandson-in-law knows everything and is good at everything!
Do my descendants really have the opportunity to serve him and his descendants?

Thinking of this, Alessandro sighed softly.

His sigh was heard by the young people nearby. Some of them were dissatisfied and said, "Your Excellency the Duke, this must be a lie from Lord Dulin. How can such a powerful army still be in the second echelon?"

"Yeah, look at their equipment: shovels, pickaxes, huge backpacks, and even several large ammunition pouches on their chests."

"And those large automatic rifles carried by two Osso bears, do they really need that kind of quadripod? I don't believe it. I've seen automatic rifles before, and they don't need such a heavy bipod at all." Some young people were also indignant about this.

Alessandro simply shook his head. "This is a battlefield, not a pleasure place in the rear. In the rear, no one can expose lies. But here, the enemy has knives in their hands. Lies are nothing but bubbles, and they will burst with a single poke."

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The old duke was indeed right.

A day later, Durin's regiment was assigned to the southeast region, just north of the peninsula where the greenskin orcs had previously landed. The greenskin orc fleet could not afford the loss, and the greenskins were endless, so in less than half a year, the greenskins who had opened up the transportation line began to fight a land battle with the Great Forest.

There is one downside: the losses in the southern part of the Great Woods are increasing day by day.

There was also good news—because the Greenskins had passed through the alien-controlled area, the aliens in the northern part of the Great Woodland had almost all been drawn south, and had become one with the Greenskins. This had reduced the pressure on the northern part of the Great Woodland, and many legions were now resting in the south. However, many people felt that Durin's new army would suffer—after all, these were Greenskin Orcs.

Almost all the arrogant legions, no matter where they came from, were beaten by the green-skinned orcs so badly that even their mothers couldn't recognize them when they arrived here.

So when the change of guard was completed, all the observation groups sent out a certain number of people - after all, if these young people were really overwhelmed, it would not be a good thing for them to see the excitement as an act of fun. After all, every unlucky person on this land would have to face the green-skinned orcs.

When the flag of the green orcs appeared in the distance, Duke Alessandro also saw the black dragon flying in the distance - it seemed that the young major had calculated the time accurately.

Watching the black dragons carefully place one huge iron box after another in the designated area, and then flap their wings to fly over the heads of the green orcs, their breath did not cause too many casualties, but effectively disrupted the green orcs' formation.

They had to spend time regrouping.

At this time, the machine gun team beside Alessandro had already loaded the ammunition belt - to be honest, the old duke had not seen this kind of 10mm belt-fed automatic gun in Turin's arsenal at the beginning of the year.

According to military analysis, it is very likely that this type of large automatic gun was invented after the conflict with Sidney.

Whether it should be called a machine gun or a large automatic gun, to be honest, the old Duke doesn't care - as long as he knows that this weapon can fire hundreds of rounds per minute and is a standard gold-eating monster, that's enough.

The military did not like these automatic guns, thinking they were too wasteful.

But the old duke instinctively felt that Dulin must have his own opinions and views on launching this automatic gun at this time.

And the most undeniable thing is that because of its high rate of fire, it has enough power to destroy everything for infantry clusters.

As the old duke was thinking, he heard the artillery group in the rear had begun to attack.

The old duke had also seen that kind of 240mm caliber artillery shell in the Evercast Fortress. Just one shot was enough to kill all the animals on the field.

No matter how tough its skin and flesh are, under the attack of such a huge cannon, the only way it can do is to turn into ashes.

The old duke raised the telescope and looked at the broken limbs and arms blown away by the shells in the greenskin ranks - you see, the greenskin orcs with strong bodies are also vulnerable to shells.

"It seems they're going to get closer before they fight." The young lieutenant colonel looked at the old duke and said, "Your Excellency, you'd better be prepared. I don't think they can be trusted."

Just as he finished speaking, a lone gunshot was heard.

The gunshots were loud, but the old duke was very familiar with them - he knew it was a large-caliber hunting rifle at work. If he guessed correctly, these young men must be using them to deal with the elite among the green-skinned orcs.

The same is true.

The old duke used a telescope to see the orc warlocks and shamans falling.

"Eight hundred meters, getting closer."

The old duke smiled.

With this kind of gun, the archers in the North dared to fire from a distance of up to 1,500 meters.

(End of this chapter)