Chief don't slap in the face

Chapter 408
Xia Wei is a middle-aged man, and he is already the third person in the Taiding tribe. He has made great contributions, and his position cannot be promoted. Besides, how much military exploits can he gain by attacking a barren tribe?So he would rather suffer less, and give the opportunity to perform to Xia Zihan, a rookie from the Taiding tribe.

It's just that he didn't know that the damaged head of the young man whom he had placed high hopes on had been pickled with lime and placed on Xia Ye's desk.

"Take it!"

Xia Ye covered his nose and waved impatiently: "It's not Xia Taiding's head, why put it here?"

"Yes Yes!"

Friday hurriedly followed suit, secretly blaming himself for taking it for granted, thinking that this was the first heavyweight head of the Xia clan, and Xia Ye would like it.

"You tell the Savage Corps to rectify and set off tomorrow morning to harass the enemy."

Xia Ye looked into Friday's eyes: "Don't pursue the number of kills, your tactical goal is to slow down their pace and consume their physical strength and supplies."

"understand!"

Friday nods: "Make them a weary army."

"That's right, I will arrange for a Dragonoid Air Cavalry to cooperate with you!"

What Chao Ge will face next will definitely be a regular army, so it is not appropriate to stick to tactics, and must take the initiative to attack.

Any war is a comprehensive contest of intelligence, national power, logistics, soldier quality, officer quality, etc. It is impossible for Xia Ye to have an overall advantage, so what he has to do is to narrow his shortcomings as much as possible and expand his strengths. Advantage.

Friday grew up very fast. Although he is not yet a qualified commander, he can execute some simple tactics without any problems, and he can speak Savage.

To be honest, talking to those savages who can only chatter, even Lu Lingxi's good temper, can't stand it, so she has given up exploring the civilization and history of savages.

This time, Friday took 1000 people.

With 50 people as a team, the captain and deputy captain are equipped with summer knives, crossbows, and excellent leather armor, while the rest of the subordinates are simply armed.

Chaoge's background is not good after all. Xia Ye can do his best to arm every savage to the teeth, but in case the harassment fails, the equipment will be lost, so unless the battlefield is within the scope of the party's control, otherwise it will not Large-scale use of extreme equipment.

"Am I a scumbag?"

Seeing the savages going out with high morale and wanting to die for their great chief, Xia Ye suddenly hated his selfishness and ruthlessness.

"What scum?"

Song Guo was puzzled.

"You mean the equipment problem?"

Elena guessed it, shook her head, and sighed: "Your heart is too good."

"If you want me to say, let these savages prepare their own weapons and leather armor, we can just give some military rations, and the master will also give them pensions, which is simply a luxury."

Gui Ye curled his lips, thinking that Xia Ye was unnecessary.

Xia Ye turned his head in astonishment, and saw the dragon man and his party with similar expressions.

"Big brother is too kind."

Song Guo took Xia Ye's hand.

Xia Ye was speechless, he suddenly realized that this is the era after the cataclysm, savages are not regarded as human beings, they are cannon fodder, and even among human tribes, those who are qualified to equip sophisticated weapons are all elites.

"Actually, it's very good for the chief to do this. Haven't you seen how those savages fight? They are fighting with their lives."

Lu Lingxi said something fair.

The savages fought desperately, and they had an urge to die for their confidantes. Of course, they didn't want to lose their current happy life.

"Notify Zhu Yu to let the craftsmen work harder recently, work night shifts, and hurry up to forge equipment. I will not treat them badly, and pay three times their salary."

Xia Ye looked at the long-lost backs of the savages: "Even if they die, I want them to wear armor and take up weapons to die!"

In a dense forest in the wasteland, beside a mountain stream.

A team of ten scouts was taking a bath by the pool. It was already early summer, and the dense forest was a bit scorching hot. Coupled with the constant patrolling, everyone sweated a lot. It was time to take a shower and cool off.

"Where is that Song of Breaking Chaos? Is it still there?"

A bearded man is depressed, this trip is really hard work.

"Looking at the map, there are still about ten days to go."

The captain sighed, the army is going to march, and the marching speed will definitely not be fast, and it is useless to rush.

"When Chaoge is defeated, I will cut off that great chief's head and use it as a chamber pot."

The bearded man cursed.

"Why did the two of you get into the water?"

The captain frowned. According to regulations, they were responsible for vigilance on the shore.

"We've been wandering around for several days, and we haven't even seen a savage!"

"That's right, maybe the vanguard army has already broken Chaoge and is enjoying the enemy's food and women inside."

Those who can act as scouts are mostly experienced veterans. Naturally, the probability of suicide is higher. Originally, scouting is very tiring, so naturally they will try their best to be lazy.

The captain wanted to say it, but hesitated for a while, and gave up again.

"If I can meet the enemy, I'm unlucky!"

The captain also felt that what the two of them said was right, the army might have reached halfway, and they would receive news of the vanguard's triumphant return.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to get anything other than the normal salary this time."

The bearded man sighed.

The gains of the soldiers come from three aspects, one is the salary, this share, part of it will be lost, that is, the upper peak took it away, and the soldiers can get [-]% of it, thank God, the second is the military merit of beheading The reward, this one is not lost, but it has to be fought with one's life. The third, which accounts for the majority, is captured on the battlefield.

Old people often say a word, send you to death, and I will make a fortune, so they like to follow Xiandeng into the city most. Although they can only drink soup, it is not dangerous.

"How about finding a small tribe of savages before the time, chop off a few heads and hide them, waiting for military exploits?"

Beard proposes.

"Haha, maybe I can play with some female savages!"

Speaking of this kind of thing, the men all laughed.

The captain shook his head, wiped his body casually, and walked towards the shore. Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound.

The captain was also an old soldier, and the sound was obviously the trembling sound of the bowstring being fired. He didn't even think about it, and rushed directly to the scimitar and longbow placed on the shore.

"Enemy attack!"

The captain shouted, at this time, it seems safest to get down on the ground, but the subsequent risk will increase, because if you lie on the ground, you will continue to be attacked, and you may not be able to get the weapon, and you will have to face the enemy's charge up.

Therefore, it is better to give it a try while the enemy is still shooting and there are many people on our side.

"If it's not me who shoots, I'll get the weapon. Even if I run away, it's safer than bare-handed."

The captain suggested to himself.

Unfortunately, the captain made a wrong bet.

The savage team, which has been in ambush for so long, has already figured out who has a higher status through the attitude of everyone talking.

Killing the captain first, so that the enemy has no command, is a tactic that even savages know.

call out!call out!
Two arrows were shot from the dense forest on the shore, and they were nailed into his chest almost at the same time. Immediately, dozens of stone bullets the size of goose eggs were thrown out by the sling.

"team leader!"

Seeing the captain face-to-face, crawling into the stream, the blood flowing from his body instantly stained the stream red, and then went down the river, the other scouts instantly felt cold all over, and a bad thought came to their minds.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Stone bombs attacked, and some fell into the water, splashing a lot of water.

After the savages had finished their sneak attack, they rushed out of their hiding places and started close combat.

"It's a savage!"

The bearded man stretched his legs and ran towards the shore. Half of the scouts actually guessed the identity of the enemy when they saw the stone bomb, so the tension when they first saw the captain's death eased a bit. After all, the savages are still good. kill.

There was only one old woman, who turned around and ran to the river bank.

"Why do wildlings have crossbows?"

The old lady was very cunning, and he found that in the past when the savages attacked, they would make various howls to intimidate the enemy, but this wave of savages did not make any extra noise.

This is obviously worried that the sound is too loud and will disturb the scouts in other places, which shows that they plan to wipe out the scouts.

The bearded man rushed a few steps, dumbfounded, because in the dense forest, more than fifty savages rushed out at once, there was no way, even if he turned around and ran at this time, it was too late, so he made a decisive decision.

"Rush up and kill a bloody path!"

The beard shouted.

The two at the end of the line saw that the situation was not going well, so they turned around and ran away. The mission of the scouts was to check for information. Even if they fled back, they didn't have to worry about being punished by military law.

The second wave of arrows came.

The bearded man dodged one, but was pinned on his thigh by the other, so his leg went limp, and he fell to the ground. He gritted his teeth, and just about to get up, two savages had already jumped over, slashing furiously with machetes. .

"Bless the ancestors!"

The bearded man roared, rolling and dodging in embarrassment, but there were too many enemies, and there was no reason to survive under the chaotic knife.

Seeing his companions being hacked to death with knives, the old lady was glad that she had made the most correct choice.

"As long as you rush into the dense forest, you can survive!"

The old lady was thinking about it, but suddenly her vest hurt, and she fell to the ground weakly. Until she died, she didn't know how she died. .

Pfft!
The old lady fell headlong.

The two in the back were horrified, and only saw a cloud of bright red steaming on the old woman's back.

boom!boom!
Another two shots, and the two fleeing soldiers were killed one after another.

call!
A wyvern flew past the treetops, and the dragon man above did a beautiful somersault and landed, picking up corpses and licking bags.

After the scouts on the right side of the army were cleared, Friday gathered the savages and ambushed them on a high ground, ready to show off.

The vanguard of the army was [-] light infantry with poor equipment, commonly known as cannon fodder. Friday ignored them and let them go directly, followed by the elite in the middle.

These are all heavily armed soldiers, but at this time the weapons and armor are carried on their backs. If it is not difficult to travel in the wasteland, these equipment should be consigned by the mules and servants.

"Not yet?"

Ana urged.

"hold on!"

Friday was struggling, and it was a good harvest to severely injure these elites, but he still wanted to plot greater results.

"If I mess up their logistics corps, wouldn't it be possible to create even greater turmoil?"

Want to give it a shot on Friday.

(End of this chapter)