At the edge of Fagon Forest, the two teams are now fighting; one team has red scarves on their cuffs, the other team has blue.
Both parties are Isengard's army, and they conduct practical combat simulation training according to daily requirements.
The leader of the blue team is Woolf, and now his physique is as majestic as a bear, and his face is full of determination.
Woolf's current strength has become very powerful; not only is his force far greater than ordinary people, but also the military commander can not be underestimated.
However, at the moment, Woolf's face is not good-looking because his team is losing.
The red team did not know when they found a breakthrough in the battle situation. They caught the negligence caused by his team's inexperience and pursued them fiercely. Now they have formed a siege trend under the forest.
The surrounded blue team, from time to time, will receive cold arrows from the red team hiding in the dark, and people will continue to fall.
If it continues like this, perhaps the blue team will be "annihilated" before long.
Rapid maneuvering does not allow the army to get caught up in a deadlocked firepower confrontation.
"Don't panic, soldiers of the 6th Army, rush out with me." Woolf made a decisive decision and shouted, and then he took the lead and charged towards the outside of Fagon Forest.
"Follow up, don't let them run away." A clear and neat voice also sounded.
The blue team fled in front, but in the face of their flight, the red team did not choose to confront them.
Although the red team has occupied the situation and gained an advantage, they are not arrogant; they just keep dragging the back of the Woolf team, relying on the cover of the environment to keep throwing arrows.
Things got worse for the blue team, but Woolf knew the team couldn't stop or they would get stuck again.
Finally, the team ran outside the woods of Fagon Forest, but at this moment, the "survivors" of the blue team were running out.
"Woolf, you have lost." A voice came, with a smile in his tone.
Woolf looked at the only remaining team around him, and at the red cavalry that became more and more powerful. He knew that the battle situation could not be changed.
However, the military consciousness instilled in him prevented him from giving up.
Soldiers, "Don't let the guys on the opposite side laugh, even if they die! We have to tear off a piece of their meat and let them know that we are not easy to mess with, so let me kill!"
The fleeing soldiers turned their heads when they heard the sound. Although they knew that they were going to lose, the training of the scene also made them not show any panic.
Everyone had an icy calm on their faces, and they were already seasoned fighters. Everyone has faith – they are Isengard's soldiers, they can die, but they can't be cowardly.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The blue cavalry rushed towards the red side to make a final decision.
But the red side had no intention of hitting hard, avoiding their charge, and then, as before, kept throwing cold arrows.
"Damn it!" Upon seeing this, Woolf couldn't help scolding, but helpless, with the last blue soldier being beaten to the ground, he finally had to accept the fact that he was defeated.
The blue soldiers have all become "captives."
The soldiers on the red side were all in high spirits, with a triumphant look on their faces.
The red side held the rope and was about to tie the captives back.
Looking at the soldiers of the blue team who were defeated, some people in the red team couldn't help but feel proud.
I saw someone say:
"Hey! Trick, look, we got you again, alas, you're so weak."
The blue team soldiers were also displeased when they heard the words:
"Damn it, Nathan, don't talk too much, if you didn't have Princess Syudea leading you, would you win?"
"Cut!" When the details were exposed, the soldiers of the red side were also a little unhappy, and the movements in their hands could not help but grow louder.
"Damn, where are you touching? You cut my chicken with the rope, and don't take the opportunity to touch Laozi's butt, or you will untangle the rope and Laozi will never end with you."
The team was noisy, but the soldiers on the blue side were all tied up in the end.
A figure came to Woolf on a mount.
"Wolf, you lost." The voice seemed disappointed.
"Yes," Woolf lowered his head; there was no way, it was a fact, although he didn't want to admit it, he did lose again.
Although Syudea's intelligence and strength had penetrated deep into the hearts of the people of the kingdom, and it seemed normal for her to suffer, but Woolf still felt a little embarrassed, and her resolute face couldn't help showing a burst of embarrassment.
"Okay," Syudea said, "this is the end of today's training, and the defeated BLU soldiers will double their training tasks for the next week!"
Hearing this, Lan Fang's soldiers couldn't help but feel pain on their faces. Their usual training tasks were heavy, and now they have doubled it. It is conceivable how tiring it would be.
However, this is the penalty for losing, it's already a regulation, and they don't have any opinion on it.