Chapter 708 707 Tunnel Warfare Sparrow Warfare Guerrilla Warfare Come, Jackals

Chapter 708 707.Tunnel Warfare Sparrow Warfare Guerrilla Warfare . Come on, Jackals, take your pick.
For most of the people in Black Flame Pass, yesterday was indeed too exciting.

The destruction of the Ratmen, the resurgence of the undead, the general attack of the Jackals and the plague they threw down, the self-sacrifice of Lord Heather, the clamor of the emergence of the Evil God, and finally the tearing of the Astral Realm as a conclusion.

Events that an ordinary man could hardly encounter once in his lifetime played out in turn yesterday, repeatedly ravaging the Black Flame Pass until the land was overwhelmed and fell like a crushed warrior, then died, and in a moment winded to dust.

The flavor of this was obviously more complicated for the generals who had sworn to live and die with the position.

Tears and weeping were only the most trivial of openings; greater fears were still hidden in the shadows of the heart, and predictably, the major churches would be busy afterward.

After experiencing and surviving something like this, devoting the rest of one’s life to one’s faith was no longer an unacceptable choice, even if these Sovereigns were the servants of vampires who were insulated from their faith the moment they joined the Blood League Sovereigns.

But who could berate these warriors for not being strong enough?
It was important to realize that even heroes were really only one bad day away from crumbling into madness.

But the morale of the few commanders who had followed Murphy back here was fine.

They had witnessed General Maxim’s behavior of dividing the spoils of war among his peers, and being soldiers as well, they knew that it was a terrible insult to the two senior commanders as well as the country behind them.

However, these Sovereign Army commanders didn’t have much to show for it, they just watched the scene with cold eyes.

The Black Flame Pass could have received more support, this was the agreement that His Holiness Pa Ying had made with the two kingdoms, but until the time the pass position fell, only the Transylvanians and a small handful of Goldfinches had run to their aid.

Could it be that the two human kingdoms, which were located at the eastern and western ends of the center of the continent and were fighting for the supremacy of the continent, were already in such a difficult situation that they couldn’t even send a decent army?

Not really.

Since they had failed to fulfill the contract with Lord Paying, it was no wonder that the vampires had spoken harshly when they had been severely humiliated.

It was what they deserved!
If their Lord Heather was still here, that straight-laced Dwarf Vampire Lord would only have spoken even harder.

“Mark, don’t be so mean.”

Murphy’s voice came quietly from the side.

He walked slowly on the arm of the Blood Archduke beside him, who was known for her sultriness, and accompanied by Phimis and Adele, the Transylvanian governor looked out over the ruins of the Black Flame Pass under the gloomy sky light in front of him.

The scene of black smoke shrouding the sky and earth reminded him of Cadman City six months ago.

Murphy shook his head and said softly:

“Forgetting easily is a life norm for short-lived species, and a hundred years is enough to change a lot. When the news of the Fifth Black Plague was carried across the continent by the Lords of Paranor, all the kings and rulers were filled with righteousness, declaring that they would give anything to thwart the destruction.

In the end, however, the only ones who were truly willing to pay for it were us vampires.

The Blood League Clan lost a Gold Lord, 57 Silver and 215 Black Iron Warriors last night, and less than half of the Sovereign Army left alive from here.

Clan Bloodwing paid for the loss of thousands of warriors, we took out the core of the Serenade Boundary that would have been used to protect the Scarlet Fortress, and traded the loss of that wondrous object against the scorn of ten thousand people destined to come afterward for the defeat of Clan Splintered Claw.

The Earl of the Thorn Clan and the Archduke of the Bloodfear Clan have traveled far and wide for the great goal of slaying an evil god, but beyond that, I don’t see what the Kings claim to have given.

Admittedly, the impression of the Goldfinch people in my mind has been greatly improved by the noble ones who went to their deaths last night.

But that’s about it.

Gentlemen!

We are vampires scorned and we are sacrificing and suffering to protect the continent, I don’t expect you to suddenly become enlightened, but please go back and tell your kings and lords that vampires don’t owe you anything!”

He looked back at the two soldiers representing the two nations as he spoke in a hushed voice:

“I, the Governor, was enthroned by the Wolf Woman, and Marshal Loren has with him the same royal document that King Louis gave me, and I am supposed to share the troubles of both of your Majesties, but I now suddenly realize that the two Majesties who are supposed to give me help have become a drag and a stumbling block to me.

This really disappoints me.

I would like you both to report my words today to Your Majesties in their original form, word for word, and what I mean is that if the course of the war remains like this for the rest of the day, then I will have to consider resigning from both Your Majesties at the same time.

The Transylvanians will stay here and continue to fight the Jackals.

I know those barbarians won’t give up easily, but neither will we.

Aside from the historical factor, this is already an undying grudge, and it must be opened by war.”

“I will organize your statement and forward it to my king.”

Colonel Fraser said as he put away the jackalistic battle helmet:
“But please also divide a portion of your position in the Valley of the Darkness for us, I mean, a position under our sole responsibility, and I’m sure that Marshal Loren will send more warriors to the front lines after the report of the battle in the Black Flame Pass comes back.

We need places where we can fight, and we need battlefields where we can comfort the fallen.”

“The Transylvanians lack firepower, this is an area you are quite good at, in fact, the two sides can work together, only in this war of course.”

Murphy told him:
“Send someone as soon as possible.

The terrain of the Valley of the Shadow determines that it is impossible for us to fight another offensive and defensive battle with the Jackals head on there, we have to adopt a more alternative and more flexible way of thinking, next we have to buy enough time for the final preparations of the Maginot defense line, that’s where the decisive battle will be fought.

Also, I know that the Kingdom of Goldfinch is holding a group of druids of the old religion.

I don’t know what you’re going to do with those poor prisoners, but I need them!
The Filthy Swamp will be the battlefield for the forces of nature against the ferocious barbarians, and their power will be maximized there.”

“I will pass along your request.”

“I’m not requesting, Fraser!”

Murphy interrupted the Colonel’s reply by saying:
“I want to see those druids before the jackals enter the filthy swamp! I don’t think the Capes, who have seen the ‘big picture’, can’t even manage that, can they?”

Colonel Fraser’s eyes darted.

He heard the deeper meaning in Murphy’s words, the vampire governor was threatening him with the Cato region that the family couldn’t give up, yet there was nothing the colonel could do about it, all he could do was nod in silence.

“And you, the Nords, the Ice Bay side sends Vam Priests into Nordtorf all year round to propagate the faith, and many of them are imprisoned by you.”

Murphy added to General Baldwin:

“I admit that the rambunctious behavior of the Warmblood believers is a problem, but the front lines are better suited to hold them than prisons, send them to Fort Courage, where the berserkers will gladly fight the Jackals to the death.

Also the group of armed bloodservants belonging to the Blood Vulture Clan in the Crimean Fortress .
I’ll take it!
I know you have already collected some of them, tell those traitors for me that they need not fear any more, their sins I have pardoned, do your duty in this battle.

Note that again, this is not a request!”

After saying that, the wings on Murphy’s back unfolded, and accompanied by Archduke Tris and the noisy flocks of players, he took off and left the place, flying towards the Valley of the Shadow.

Maxim, along with Adele and Femis, didn’t stay long either, as they left after gathering information about the Black Flame Pass. However, not long after, some of the soldiers of the Blood Alliance Sovereign Army who had gone and returned appeared on horseback on the mountain road in the rear, these warriors still had residual fatigue after the battle, and some of them still had bandages on their bodies.

Silent and speechless, they stopped in front of the floating haze of filthy smoke as the members of the Observer Corps watched, and with a deep worship rearranged some of the things they had brought from their positions.

Some knelt and whispered something, others wept silently.

It was a release of farewells and fears, an oath and promise to the dead, and a process of wiping away tears and regaining courage.

Soon, a pile of “altars” for mourning appeared at the entrance that had been blocked off by the Earth Priests. The soldiers must have lost something important, but they did not stay long after they had finished paying their respects, but remounted their horses and left the way they had come.

They don’t have much time to waste on the sacrifice.

The war that belonged to them wasn’t over yet.

They would have a new position, they would be newly supplied and armed, they would form new troops and formations, and then they would continue to fight with the previous enemy until one side fell completely.

War.
This is war, not much different from the scourge of war that occurs in other worlds, and no more warm and fuzzy.
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In the command post of the Valley of Shadows, Murphy, who had just returned, barely rested and with great will, refused the invitation of Tris to give him a “private consultation”, and came here to discuss the next battle plan with Kudel and Maxim, the two stinking men.

Players in the old Qin, Qing Dynasty veterans and happy stick these commanding skills of the guy was also allowed to listen.

A pair of maps from Ghost Shadow Valley to Baphomet Canyon was hung on the wall, from the maps it could be seen that the terrain of this entire Barren Mountain area was just a road, straight ahead, there was nothing at all that could be used to fight a blockade.

Especially Baphomet Canyon.

The wide canyon as well as the red soil highlands on both sides were flat, not to mention blocking positions, even the vegetation was scarce, it was simply too suitable for the Jackal’s Wolf Cavalry to advance.

“As you can see, the defenses of the Phantom Valley have been erected, but its terrain is not suitable for large-scale defenses, and it would be difficult to hold off the Jackals if we erected a defensive line here as well. This is why a hundred years ago, we would have similarly died defending the Black Flame Pass.

There is almost no danger in the Desolate Mountain region!

The Valley of Shadows can ensure that we have a presence stronghold here and won’t be overrun by the Jackals, but other than that, it’s really difficult to start a large-scale operation here.”

Kudel, who acted as the introducer and informed the attending crowd about the situation here, said:
“So in the previous strategy, the Valley of Shadows existed more as a supplementary position to the Black Flame Pass, and our original plan was to support the Black Flame Pass in combat here and use the Valley of Shadows as a base to try to conduct a recapture operation after the Black Flame Pass had been overrun, and then pull the battle line back to the previous standoff situation.

However, the development of the battle was caught off guard.

Now the entire Black Flame Pass had disappeared, and the original plan had gone bankrupt.

Maxim and I have consulted, and we believe that the best option at this time is to not place a large army here, and only leave some of our elite to guard the valley and harass the Jackals after they have passed through and attempt to destroy the Jackals’ lines of communication.”

“That would be a waste of the advantage we have!”

As soon as Kudel’s words were finished, Happy Stick loudly retorted:

“The arming of the Filthy Swamp isn’t complete yet, if we let the Jackals burst in there, it will be difficult to massively consume them with the current preparations! The most important thing now is time, by delaying the Jackals for one more day, the rear preparations will be a bit more adequate.

What’s more, it will take time for the Maginot Line to be filled with soldiers from the other two countries and adjusted. We can’t waste the advantage we still have, and we can’t give it up to the Jackals!
If you guys want to retreat, fine!
Leave the supplies and provisions behind, and we foreigners will remain here to attack the Jackals, and we’re not afraid to die anyway.”

“But even if it’s to die, there has to be a strategy.”

Old Qin narrowed his eyes and surveyed the topographical map in front of him.

He observed the topography of the Desolate Mountain, especially the large and small mountains that undulated high and low on both sides of the straight corridor-shaped terrain.

This old military head twisted his head to discuss a few words in a low voice with the adjutant Qing Dynasty veteran who was writing and drawing beside him, then coughed and said:
“We have a preliminary idea, please give us some time, three days at most! I will come up with a complete battle plan. Little Stick is right, it’s really too bad to just casually give up such a large strategic area.

The last time the jackals entered this place was a hundred years ago.

I don’t think they would be too good at accurately recording information about the various environments near the Desolate Mountain with their caliber, but the Phantom Half-Elves have been living here for sixty years, and they’re familiar with the various environments here, so that gives them the basics for guerrilla warfare.

Plus, a place as good as Baphomet’s great underground palace .
It’s really a pity not to utilize it.”

“So, your plan is based on the strategy of guerrilla behind enemy lines?”

Maxim had seen battle examples on the forums, he immediately understood and asked but saw Old Qin shake his head and say:
“No, it’s not just guerrilla warfare! I was inspired by the ratmen digging a pit to enter the Black Flame Pass, perhaps we can also try to utilize pit combat to accomplish the task of blocking the enemy.

Under normal circumstances, this cannot be done.

Designing and digging out the pits themselves is a very time and energy consuming task, but the good news is that we have the support of the Silver Dwarves on our side.

So all we need to do is to come up with a pit design that’s good enough for an enemy-deterrent battle as soon as possible.

If the ratmen don’t enter the battle, with the combat prowess of the dogmen, they won’t be able to take advantage of the underground pit environment, and the pit environment can greatly limit the numerical superiority of the jackals and maximize the advantages of the players’ come-and-go style of combat.

What I mean is this.
If we can’t put up a fight overall, then using the Sparrow method of warfare is indeed an option, after all, our current need is not to win, but to buy time.”

Old Qin rubbed his chin and said:

“The pits used for blockade warfare are numerous different from the usual transportation pits, regarding this I will come up with a specific requirements document, let my fellow mason fraternity members try it out first, and if they can’t, I can get some more ‘off-site support’.

But I must tell you all in advance.

Once my battle plan is taken out, you all will have to follow my command in this region of the Barren Mountains! Even Lord Murphy and those elite fighting forces under your command.

I know it’s arrogant.

But I will make a military order that after the jackals attack, I will hold them back here for at least a month, well, that’s it for now.

I need to discuss tactics and strategy with some old friends”

He glanced at Murphy, only to find that the Lord Lord was staring at him with a subtle look that revealed a meaning that seemed to see through what was going on in Master Qin’s mind at the moment.

Murphy said softly:
“At the moment, Transylvania’s manpower is tight, and there’s no way for me to summon more foreigner wise men into the war, but I think Miriam should be able to squeeze out some more human resources, 20 slots, is that enough?”

“Of course, it’s enough.”

Old Qin blinked and said with a smile:
“There are enough warriors, what we need now is command, I mean, tactical talents. Also, we need some real professionals on the arsenal side, Brother Loyalty and the others are all enthusiasts after all, and they’ve also entered a bottleneck.

Please be patient, Lord Murphy.

We will give you a satisfactory strategic plan, and I won’t lie, I actually have some newly made friends in Black Flame Pass.

They were all very brave and simple people, but now, they’re dead .
Me too, alas.
Anyway, this war is no longer a task for one side alone!
The thirst of the Transylvanians for peace is a power that must be heeded and deserved, and we are willing to support your struggle more vigorously, for we have had similar experiences.

Of course, all of this can be left for later, let us win the war at hand first.”

(End of chapter)