The Lord of the Worlds of Civilization

That's right, it's time!

As long as he sets the time to the shortest month, he should be able to pass it relatively easily.

The time was limited, Luo Ji didn't struggle for too long, and finally chose to set the time!

After all, he is new here, it's better to be on the safe side, there is no need to be tense as soon as he comes up.

After seeing the one-month time limit setting, that Henry Maupassant obviously saw through Luo Ji's thoughts, and then unceremoniously set the size of the battlefield map to 'small'.

Obviously, the confrontation between the two players had already begun, Luo Ji wanted to avoid it, but the opponent wanted to make him inevitable.

Although the battle time limit is only one month, as long as the battlefield map is small enough, that one month is enough!

"Is this a bit aggressive?"

He grinned, since the other party has reached this point, he seems to have nothing to choose, just when he was about to send a message to signal Ye Qingxuan to set up the terrain.

He suddenly thought of something, but the movement of his ten fingers on the virtual keyboard froze suddenly, and then a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Have~"

Then, a message was sent out quickly...

"Qingxuan, set the season, winter!"

Luo Ji's move undoubtedly exceeded Henry Maupassant's expectations. He originally thought that at this point, the opponent would choose to set up terrain to ensure the advantage of the terrain, but it turned out that it was a season, and a winter was set up.

"Is this an attempt to avoid war through the severe cold?"

Even Henry Maupassant himself didn't expect that the terrain setting that should have been an option for meat and potatoes turned out to be the rest...

However, he didn't care about this, but quite simply set the terrain as 'hills'.

Then, the system prompts...

Troop strength: [-]

Terrain: hills

Season: winter

Battle time limit: one month

Battlefield Size: Small

System prompt: All information confirmed!

System prompt: The battlefield is being generated, please wait...

System prompt: The battlefield is generated, please configure the troops of both players!

……

Ye Qingxuan's side had already entered the stage of troop deployment, and Luo Ji also clearly knew what kind of terrain the opponent had chosen.

The hilly terrain is not too surprising.

The undulating hilly terrain is actually very suitable for spreading out the rifle formation as long as you find the right position.

And the opponent made it clear that he was a veteran of the silver rank.

In the eyes of these veterans, they have an advantage in the development of firearms.

Now this Henry Maupassant is undoubtedly going to give play to this advantage.

Then, as a prop user, the privilege of halving the military expenses for expeditions is added.

Luo Ji almost knew what kind of battle that Henry Maupassant would put up.

But it doesn't matter, after all, he has already planned this side...

----split line----

This tentative battle quickly unfolded.

Battles like this are called the stage of 'distinguishing prey' in the silver rank.

They will distinguish and screen the 'prey' they have chosen through the next battle.

If in the end this 'prey' is judged suitable, follow-up attacks will soon follow.

And if it is judged inappropriate, they will record the name of the 'prey' in a special list. The guys on that list are basically not easy to mess with and need to keep a distance...

Henri Maupassant apparently did not personally participate in this battle.

Otherwise, he would have realized firsthand that this icy and snowy environment is far worse than he expected...

I don't know if they were unlucky. The snow here is so heavy that it almost obscures the field of vision.

The officer in charge of commanding this battle obviously couldn't let the soldiers march forward in this environment, the risk would be too high.

Fortunately, this is a typical hilly terrain. The officer who is very familiar with this type of terrain quickly found a leeward side against a high ground, allowing them to take shelter from the wind and snow.

At the same time, I prayed in my heart that the heavy snow would stop quickly.

When he learned that the season of this battlefield was winter, although Henry Maupassant equipped his soldiers with winter clothes and a series of corresponding equipment, but even so, facing such a heavy snow in the wild is definitely not easy. easy thing.

I don't know if the officer's prayers worked.

The heavy snow only lasted for more than a day, and the snow stopped at noon the next day.

However, the amount of snowfall in this day is enough to turn the world in front of us into a silvery white.

The temperatureless sunlight just fell on the snow-white and silver-covered hills. At a glance, it was even a little dazzling, which can be said to have affected their vision to a large extent.

But now there seems to be no other choice...

After finishing a bowl of hot soup to drive away the cold, the officer produced a map.

As we all know, the player owns the system map, but it is obviously impossible for the generals under his command to have it. Therefore, in order to make up for this, the system will give a base map by default on the premise that the player has not set off.

Of course, the basic map is really basic, don’t expect too much from it, it only shows the first small piece, and the rest have to be explored slowly by the soldiers themselves, that is, The so-called open field of view.

After confirming a general direction through the map, the officer issued an order and began to send scouts to explore the surroundings and search for traces of the enemy.

This battlefield is not big, just a small battlefield, and considering the number of troops of the opponent, it should not be a particularly difficult thing to search for the target.

Chapter 1191, the tough folk customs

Under the icy sunlight, Henry Maupassant's army moved slowly.

One month is short, and in order to improve operational efficiency, the officer in charge of this expedition decided to carry out the two tasks of 'reconnaissance' and 'movement' at the same time.

The sound of the soles of their feet stepping on the snow kept echoing in the ears of every Gaul soldier. The thick snow made every step of their feet cover half of their calves, making every soldier The soldiers clearly felt the difficulty of marching in the snow.

However, they didn't know that in such a snow-covered hill, pairs of eyes had already been fixed on them...

After nightfall, the soldiers gathered around the fire, drinking hot soup, and wondering when such a day would count.

On the outskirts of the camp, under the cover of night, figures that almost merged with the surrounding snow had quietly approached the vicinity.

A snow-white figure flashing past quickly caught the attention of the soldier guarding the camp.

After the soldier rubbed his eyes, he spoke to another soldier on duty beside him in Gaul...

"Something seemed to flash past just now, I'll go and have a look."

The other soldier who heard this frowned, then glanced at the snow field outside, and said cautiously...

"I'll go with you."

Without ambiguity, the two soldiers turned on the flashlights they carried with them at the same time. The soldier who spoke first walked in front, while the soldier with a cautious personality followed five or six steps behind.

There is no moon tonight, and after being a little farther away from the camp, the surrounding light has obviously become a bit dim, and the cold wind that blows is almost like a knife, scratching people's skin sorely, making the soldier walking in front I couldn't help shrinking my neck, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

The light provided by the flashlight quickly swept across the snow in front of him, as if he had discovered something, the soldier walking in front quickly said...

"Hey, Pad, come and see this..."

While speaking, the soldier subconsciously turned his head to look at his partner, only to find that there was no one behind him.

Pad, who was supposed to be following behind him, disappeared without a sound...

This situation obviously surprised the soldier, he opened his mouth, subconsciously calling out Pad's name.

As a result, before the words were spoken, there was a whistling cold wind, and there was a sudden "咻" sound in the air. The soldier opened his mouth, and finally only let out a "cough", which was very soft. , It feels like something is stuck in his throat and he is about to cough it out.

And it is.

Almost in the next second, a large amount of blood foam mixed with blood overflowed from the soldier's mouth, and finally fell heavily on the snow with a 'plop'.

Returning to the calm snow field, two snow-white figures slowly appeared, they were the white fox clan among the northern tribes of the civilization of the ten thousand realms.

The two vultures were standing in two different positions.

The vulpe who was closer, after quickly disposing of the body of the Gaul soldier, walked another dozen meters in the opposite direction. Soon, the soldier named Pad appeared in the in his sight.

Of course, what appeared was a corpse...

This Gaul soldier named Pad was shot through the throat by another vulpera with a clean arrow from behind!

At this moment, the plan of the two fox guerrillas was undoubtedly clear.

One person was responsible for attracting the opponent's attention, while the other was in the opposite direction, silently killing the two soldiers with a bow and arrow from behind.

It has to be said that at this stage, as assassination weapons, the value of bows and arrows cannot be replaced by firearms.

And at the same moment, the same scene was happening around the camp of the Gaul army. The guards arranged by the other party around the camp were quickly cleaned up by batches of fox guerrillas.

The Gaul camp, which was basically dismantled after the cordon lines, almost became an undefended state.

In the snow, the main force that had been waiting not far away rushed out quickly.

Each of them held rifles in their hands, wore light-colored combat uniforms, and did not need any flashlight equipment. Even in the snow in the middle of the night, they could still see normally.

This is the Snow Wolf Commando, the special force in the north headed by White Wolf Patriarch Wade!

Due to special reasons of physique, they generally do not participate in battles in other regions, and are only responsible for tasks in the northern border and the bitter cold land.

But this time, it gave them a chance to show off their strengths.

Among the wolves, the white wolves also belonged to the tall and big category, and their burly physique made them more 'reckless' in their actions.

After all, it is not a matter of a day or two for the folk customs in the north to be tough.

After quickly crossing the guard posts that had been broken, they approached the main camp of the Gaul army without saying a word. As soon as they came up, they immediately threw a round of high-explosive grenades!

The astonishing series of explosions completely broke the tranquility of the night. The native products of the dwarves exploded extraordinarily brilliantly on this night, and brought their most cordial greetings.

In the flames of the explosion, Wade, who threw two more high-explosive grenades, let out a wolf howl quickly...

"Advance the whole army! Annihilate them!!"

A grand party full of gunfire and ammunition was staged in the late night camp of the Gaul army.

The main theme of gunshots and explosions, coupled with the accompaniment of screams of terror, quickly pushed this grand party to its climax!

The guard posts arranged around the perimeter were all silently killed, which caused the soldiers of the Snow Wolf Commando to be defenseless before they rushed to their faces.

Wade led a group of subordinates to advance all the way. In the hail of bullets, he was fearless at all. For the pure men in the north, taking two bullets was nothing at all!

This night attack operation can be said to be very successful.

On a high ground, Hill, wearing a double-breasted army coat, lightly pressed the brim of his big-brimmed hat, and a pair of ice-blue eyes looked at the fire in the distant camp. , the face of the city lord of the cold winter city has a kind of indifference that everything is under control.

"It's almost there. The opponent's soldiers have already started to organize a counterattack. After two more waves, they will send out signal flares and tell Wade and the others to retreat."

After finishing speaking, Hill threw the binoculars in his hand to the adjutant standing aside, and then walked down the hill without looking back, because for Hill, there was no need to watch the next battle. It is necessary to go down.

Chapter 1192 : Next Life!

"On the outskirts of the camp, there are ten groups of guards and three cordons! Tell me now that they were all killed by the other party without even making a sound?!"

As the commander of those soldiers, while Mayor Rodin felt a burst of rage, the expression on his face was obviously incredible.

He is definitely not an officer who will be slack and careless. Every time he camps, he will set up corresponding warning lines, and there are often more than one.

But what happened last night fully proved that the cordon he set up did not play its due role.

Looking at the officer in front of them who was furious, the surrounding soldiers didn't dare to speak out for a moment.

Because the fact is that the bodies of those soldiers have been found in the snowdrift, and all the guns and weapons were naturally taken away by the other party, but the wound on the neck was quite conspicuous.

It wasn't caused by bullets, it should have been caused by some kind of sharp weapon piercing through it. Preliminary judgment, I'm afraid it was a bow and arrow...