1312: C1312 Ambush!

C1312 Ambush!

All the Black Dragon Guards were proud of themselves, their morale was high, and their speed was also much faster, as if this was not a war, but a treasure hunt, and the faster they ran, the more treasures they would steal.

Not only the Black Dragon Guards soldiers, even their highest commander, Hook Nose, thought the same in his heart.

It had been a long, long time since the Red Robed Cult had a war. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity. A rank 1 military order was indeed very strict, but if they could not complete it, they would lose their heads.

However, the reward was proportionate to the risk. As long as a person successfully completed a rank 1 military order, Sanzhu Zarro would never be stingy in this aspect.

The Black Dragon Guards' morale soared.

However, they never dreamed that what awaited them in front was not a bright future, but the graves of all of them!

As they heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, Imp Za immediately made a hand gesture, indicating for the entire army to enter a level 1 battle stance!

This time, the commotion was completely different from before. It was that noisy and chaotic noise just now.

However, this time, the commotion was orderly and had a uniform rhythm. This was the style of a well-trained team as they advanced.

The sound was getting closer and closer. Everyone held their breath and waited for Little Santo's final command.

As the sound reached the top of their voices, little Santo slowly raised one of his hands.

After about ten seconds, Little Santo suddenly waved his hand. "Attack!"

Boom, boom, boom!

Almost as soon as little Santo finished speaking, the stone artillery team, which had been prepared, simultaneously pulled the crowbar.

Huge rocks the size of water tanks immediately produced rumbling sounds, as if thousands of soldiers and horses were roaring as they rolled down towards the bottom of the valley.

The terrain in Green Snake Ridge Valley and both sides of the valley were very steep, and the gap between the slopes was extremely large. The rolling boulders became more and more ferocious under the acceleration of the slope!

The hillside was densely covered with vegetation, but under the crushing of the huge rocks, it instantly became as fragile as straw.

Long Long's voice and the cracking of trees announced the horn to harvest the lives of all the Black Wolf Guards.

The hooked nose immediately shouted out the words that countless generals would definitely shout if they were ambushed again since ancient times. "We fell into a trap! There's an ambush!"

In fact, if these few words were to be understood from the literal meaning, it would definitely be a complete nonsense.

However, since ancient times, regardless of whether it was within the country or abroad, whether it was a famous general or a foolish general, every time they encountered an ambush, they would shout out these words tacitly.

It was not because the generals liked to talk nonsense, but because the core essence of these words did not lie in the literal meaning.

Instead, through this voice, they wanted to express to everyone that they should not panic, that they should not panic, that their commander was still there!

The commander was definitely the soul of an army. As long as the commander was there, the army wouldn't be so easily messed up.

And at this time, it is also the time to consider the true standard of a general.

This was why in ancient times, whenever they encountered a golden age, there would be many stupid generals who only knew how to talk on paper.

And in times of chaos, it was easier for famous generals to emerge one after another.

Everyone would fight a smooth-sailing battle. Even if a monkey was placed in the position of commander, it would not affect too much of the change in the battle situation.

The true test of a general's talent could only be the most critical moment.

One of the most important criteria to become a famous general throughout the ages was to see how many times this general had fought against the wind, and how many times he could escape with his troops or turn defeat into victory.

Otherwise, if it was all a smooth sailing battle, even if he had ten thousand victories, he would not be able to become a true general.2

At this critical moment, the hook nose also displayed the quality of an outstanding general. Before the giant rock reached him, he instantly made the most correct judgment and choice in his mind.

"Don't retreat. Charge forward. Throw away all the resources and charge forward!"

The aquiline nose shouted and ordered the troops to continue charging forward.

Just this order was enough to tell the difference between a good general and a mediocre general.

Under such circumstances, the first reaction of most of the generals and mediocre generals was to turn around and retreat.

This was an animal instinct reaction.

However, for excellent generals like the aquiline nose, they were always able to make a series of judgments in the shortest amount of time, and then quickly make a decision.

This place was slightly further back in the middle of Green Snake Ridge. Judging from the distance, the distance from here to the mouth of the valley behind them was shorter. Logically speaking, the best choice was to retreat immediately.

However, as an outstanding general, what he had to consider was not just some unilateral points, but a series of comprehensive environments to make a judgment.

The ground at the bottom of Green Snake Ridge was wet and slippery, and the passage was narrow. Over ten thousand people squeezed in at the same time, like a pipe that was completely blocked.

If they ordered to retreat at this time, the troops would have one more move to turn around.

And in an environment like Green Snake Ridge, at a critical moment, a simple turning motion would definitely cause chaos and trampling.

Hence, using all their strength, continuing to charge forward at all costs was the best choice.

However, as the saying goes, the devil is one foot tall, and the Dao is ten feet tall.

This time, the opponent whom the hook nose met, Little Santo, although his combat strength was far less than the hook nose's, as a commander, his combat strength was not that important. The true core was his brain.

Little Santo was a ruthless character who could endure silently for more than ten years and not move. If he moved, he would mercilessly kill his brothers, forcing his biological father to abdicate.

How could such a person miss out on anything?

When the hawk-nosed man had just rushed forward with the Black Dragon Guards for less than ten meters, a huge rock suddenly rolled down from the slope in front of them, and with a bang, it firmly stuck in the middle of the road.

The hook nose turned pale with fright, but at this time, he still did not give the order to retreat, because he knew that at this time, as long as the team was in chaos, there would be no hope.

He decisively gave an extremely illogical order, but it was the only one with a glimmer of hope, "Everyone, target the east side of the canyon. Attack!"

The Green Snake Ridge Canyon was divided into the east and the west side. The west side was a 90 degree vertical cliff that towered into the clouds. There would definitely be no ambush there, unless one grew wings and flew up.

But at the same time, there was no possibility of escaping from there.

Only the east, although the terrain was still steep, one could still rush up with one's feet even if they gritted their teeth.

If he retreated now, he would die. If he stayed in his original position, he would die even more.

The only way was to attack with all his strength. If he were to fight to the death, he would have to fight to the death!

However, this type of assault was destined to be a miserable one. Boulders rolled down like thousands of horses and horses, like human millstones, crushing the place like an asura hell.

Fortunately, these rolling boulders were not airtight. There would always be some gaps between the giant boulders, and the number of giant boulders beside the valley was always limited.

When the hawk-nosed man led the Black Dragon Guards to the middle of the slope, the rolling boulders finally stopped.

However, the Black Dragon Guards had also paid at least half of their troops in these few short minutes!

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