Durin's Diary

Chapter 632 The Long Night
By late at night, Rota had changed his shoes - his leather shoes had been worn out after a day of walking on the front line. In this barren place, he couldn't ask his family to send him a few new pairs immediately.

Asking the domestic wizard to make a trip just for a few pairs of shoes. It is true that Rota's family is a count's family, but they don't have spare money to waste like this.

He could only hand over his worn-out pairs of shoes to the logistics company of the Dulin New Army and ask them to help repair them. At the same time, he changed into cloth shoes - this kind of daily shoes in the Dulin New Army had unexpected warmth retention properties and was said to be made of warm material woven from cotton from the Great Wilderness.

The sole has two layers, a soft middle layer and a hard bottom layer to protect the soles of the feet from being penetrated by sharp objects.

You know what, Rota quite liked these shoes. Even when he returned to the camp, he put the shoes aside when he washed his feet.

Many of his peers in the staff salon are still waiting for him to update the blackboard.

Handing the notebook in his hand to Sidney's peer, Rota soaked his feet after a day of hard work while helping to point out the wrong places on the blackboard.

"It's a very tight defense system, deliberately giving the enemy the illusion that it's easy to break through, but in fact it's a series of traps. Take this depression for example, when a large number of green-skinned orcs entered here and trampled this area into a mud pit, I dare not imagine how many green-skinned orcs died with every large-caliber shell that fell." The elderly colonel in the staff salon began to analyze.

"The machine gun positions were always able to form crossfire. Under such firepower, no matter which side the enemy faced, they would be flanked and suffer heavy losses."

After the colonels finished speaking, His Highness Zaigu looked at Rota and said, "Rota, you've been watching all day. Tell me, if you were asked to lead a team to attack such a defensive line, could you take it down?"

Rota shook his head matter-of-factly. "How could I possibly defeat them? A mindless enemy like the Green Orcs would be left with nothing against such a defense. Even we, facing such a field defense system, would be defeated without many times the number of men and more powerful artillery than Durin's new army."

"Go on." Zaigu stretched out his hand to stop his own people from scolding him.

"With the morale of our current soldiers, we simply can't achieve a breakthrough. Your Highness, you see, our soldiers will quickly lose morale under such a defense system, and the large number of casualties will destroy their courage. I've been eating their officers' meals with Major Rovsky these past few days. Today, Lieutenant Colonel Willy arrived. He had a little more honey and sugar than Major Rovsky. Everyone knows that the grassland elves' brains can't function without these, so these are their necessities. For the rest, he eats black bread like the soldiers of Durin's new army. The soldiers have jam, and they have jam too, but only 50 grams more than the soldiers..."

Having said this, Rota fell silent.

Zaigu smiled. "This is a battlefield, not the palace of the King of Savoy. Lord Rota, speak boldly and I will grant you innocence."

"Your Highness, our soldiers are not cowards. They dare to fight green-skinned orcs with bayonets, but the same is true of the soldiers of Durin's New Army. Seeing their officers eating the same food as them, their morale is only higher and easier to maintain than ours. We can't have officers and soldiers eat and live together like the New Army." Rota sighed. "Lieutenant Colonel Willy, his ancestors were runaway slaves. Although Rovsky's ancestors were nobles, they were also losers in political struggles, otherwise he wouldn't be an orphan in the army... I dare predict that all the lieutenant generals in Lord Durin's army will be such unyielding souls."

Rota followed Lieutenant Colonel Willy for a whole day today. He met too many soldiers of the new army. They were all simple and honest, and full of enthusiasm. On the first night, facing the greenskins' night attack, at the most dangerous moment, a team of tall-hoofed soldiers even dared to fight hand-to-hand with the greenskins at night. They defeated the terrifying orcs at the cost of no one's death!

"Their equipment is so sophisticated that the orcs' swords and axes can't even penetrate them. The light of their magic has never been extinguished, and the battlefield priests are always ready to replenish their effects. Their automatic rifles are so advanced that the green-skinned orcs are like helpless children in front of them! If it were our Savoy position, it would take a lot of sacrifices to drive out the green-skinned orcs. Our soldiers are very brave, but they have to use bayonets and flesh and blood to drive away those green-skinned orcs. And that night, you also saw the fighting power of those tall-hoofed warriors. In one hand, they held a short-barreled automatic rifle, and in the other, they held a large battle axe. They were almost like walking fortresses, and the braver smaller soldiers followed them to help them deal with those self-destructing fart spirits and shamans."

Everyone present felt the same way about Rota's words. Dulin's new army had indeed made them feel a sense of crisis in many ways. It was a consensus among everyone in the salon that our soldiers were no match for these young men.

Whether it's the courage among soldiers or their equipment, there is a huge gap between us.

Just as they were thinking this, everyone heard an explosion from a distant location, and then whistles began to sound continuously.

This is the warning sound of the greenskin night attack!

Without even wiping his feet, Rota put on his shoes, hung the ammunition on his chest, and ran out of the camp with his gun.

The sky was full of flares at this time.

The green orcs in the distance were trying to cut through the barbed wire, but machine guns started firing, and they had to choose to bypass the barbed wire zone.

As a result, a large number of orcs entered those artificial depressions - depressions made by turning fossils into mud and mud into stone.

When the orcs crossed the depression, Rota had already arrived at the first line of trenches - if humans squeezed together, they could still squeeze into the trenches.

"Wait for the bombardment! Don't fire!" the Toby Rabbit company commander ordered loudly.

Then he saw Lotta: "Major Lotta! What are you doing here!"

"His Highness Zaigu ordered me to help you fight!"

"Then you better be careful, you are a bit crowded in this trench!" said the rabbit-like company commander, and climbed over his back - Durin's new military drill manual explicitly forbade anyone to put their head above the trench before the artillery bombardment came, so as to avoid shrapnel coming uninvited.

On his way there, Rota had noticed that the artillery crew was already in position, so he pressed his hand on the helmet on his head and tried to shrink himself into the trench, because the artillery fire was coming soon - the 240mm heavy mortar whistled over Rota's head and then fell into the depression.

After the bombardment, Rota stuck his head out and found that all the green-skinned orcs who had just rushed out of the depression had disappeared.

Rota thought he was used to the sight of blood and flesh flying everywhere, but when half of an orc's head with its fresh, hot brain landed on the edge of the trench beside him, the young man couldn't help but vomit.

(End of this chapter)