OBS Chapter 438 Operation Winter
Chapter 438 Operation Winter
After the snow stopped, a wagon train carrying baggage was moving forward with difficulty on the snowy plains of Franche-Comté. The wheels turned with difficulty in the thick snow, making a "creaking" sound, as if every inch of progress was telling of the challenge of this bad weather.
In the long convoy, a Yoda carriage carrying supplies suddenly made a "click" sound, and then the body of the carriage shook violently and stopped completely. The soldiers on the carriage looked puzzled, they jumped off the carriage, surrounded it, and tried to figure out what happened.
"what happened?"
a soldier asked loudly.
"It looks like the wheel is stuck."
A soldier who was checking the wheels said with a frown.
Everyone worked together to clear the snow under the wheels, and when they saw what was stuck in the wheels, everyone gasped. They saw a frozen body of a Yoda soldier lying under the wheels, his body wrapped in thick frost, his expression frozen at the moment of death.
"What number is this?"
A soldier couldn't help but complain, his voice full of fatigue and helplessness.
The soldiers around nodded one after another. They had encountered similar situations many times during their journey. Every time they found the bodies of their compatriots, they felt grief and fear.
Another soldier stepped forward, kicked the snow next to the body, and said:
"We have to bypass the bodies, otherwise we won't be able to transport this truckload of supplies."
So everyone worked together to back the carriage up a distance to avoid the body, then rearranged the cargo and let the carriage continue to move slowly forward.
At this time, a Yoda soldier stood on the carriage, looked vigilantly at the snow around him, and asked:
"Will we encounter an ambush from the Midlan people again?"
The Yoda soldier beside him shook his head, with a hint of confidence in his tone:
"It shouldn't be. We have been very careful along the way, and we just bypassed the corpse smoothly. I don't think there will be any problem."
However, before he finished speaking, an arrow swooshed straight into the neck of a Yoda soldier not far away. The soldier's eyes widened, and before he could make a sound, he fell to the ground. At the same time, several arrows pierced directly into the fender of Yoda's carriage, making a "puff" sound.
"Enemy attack!"
The Yoda soldier in charge of escorting the convoy immediately shouted loudly.
The soldiers picked up their weapons in fear, some holding their swords tightly, and some raising their shields. The soldiers in charge of shooting immediately fought back with crossbows, and arrows rained down in the direction of the ambush, but the effect was not ideal.
"The enemy is hiding too well, it's hard for us to aim!"
A crossbowman said with a frown.
"Quick, keep shooting, don't let them get close!"
The Yoda officer in charge of the escort shouted.
Soon, the ambush troops on the opposite side gradually appeared. They climbed out of the nearby snow and rushed towards the convoy. Leading the way were several people wearing chain mail under animal skins. They were wrapped in heavy animal skins, which could still resist the severe cold in the cold wind. The blue tattoos on their faces looked particularly ferocious, and they shouted "Odin" in their mouths. The voice was particularly loud in the silence after the snow.
"Charge! For Odin, and for the people who were slaughtered by the Yoda people, kill them all!"
A warrior waved the huge axe in his hand, shouted loudly, and led his companions behind him to rush forward.
The Yoda soldiers immediately rushed forward, and the two sides immediately engaged in battle. These warriors were extremely brave, and they swung their giant axes with great force, and chopped down the Yoda soldiers mercilessly when they met them. Although the Yoda soldiers also fought hard, the fierce attack still forced them to retreat step by step.
"Are these people not Grant's Sea Bears?"
A knowledgeable Yoda soldier said with a frown.
"No way... I thought they were killed and exterminated by the Yoda Empire on Grand Island ten years ago!"
Another soldier said in surprise.
"Don't think too much about it for now, just resist their attacks first!"
The Yoda soldiers gradually reorganized their defenses and tried to engage in a fierce battle with the Sea Bear warriors. However, the Sea Bear warriors' offensive became more and more fierce, and their giant axes kept chopping down the surrounding Yoda soldiers. Gradually, the Yoda soldiers were forced to retreat a long distance, and the originally neat formation became a little chaotic.
At this moment, a sound of horse hooves was heard, and a sea bear warrior was knocked away by a Yoda cavalryman. The cavalryman rushed towards the sea bear warrior like a whirlwind, raised the machete in his hand high, and chopped directly at the sea bear warrior who had just stood up.
At the same time, the Yoda soldiers behind also arrived late and started fighting with the sea bear warriors. On the battlefield, shouts, screams, and the sound of weapons colliding were intertwined, and there was a strong smell of blood.
"what!"
A Yoda infantryman fell to the ground with a scream, hit on the head by the giant axe of the sea bear warrior. Blood and brain matter flowed out from his head.
"Hold on, brothers! We can't let them break through our defense!"
A Yoda officer shouted.
Under the fierce attack of the Sea Bear warriors, the casualties of the Yoda infantry were increasing. However, the Yoda cavalry also kept harassing the flanks of the Sea Bear warriors, causing them some trouble.
The sea bear warriors were constantly attacked by Yoda's cavalry, and many of them were injured by these cavalry.
"Humph, since I didn't kill you on Grant Island, I'll kill you all here."
While the two sides were fighting fiercely, a soldier wearing Midland armor looked at his colleague who was loading gunpowder into a tubular firearm. This firearm was different from the ones he had seen before. It did not have those complicated extra objects. It was just a wooden stick with an iron tube on it, and there was a hole at the back end of the iron tube.
"Stop fiddling with your musket. It's of no use at this time!"
The soldier didn't take it seriously and continued to load the gunpowder seriously. At this moment, a Yoda cavalryman rushed directly towards them. There was a fierce look in the Yoda cavalryman's eyes, and the grim smile on his face was particularly clear as he got closer and closer to them.
"careful!"
Amid the exclamations of his companions, the Midland soldier had already lit the gunpowder with the fuse, and then suddenly thrust the musket towards the face of the Yoda cavalry.
Instantly, a huge explosion sounded, and flames shot up into the sky. The Yoda cavalryman fell off his horse, his head shattered into pieces. The Mitlan soldier was also blown away by the impact of the explosion and fell heavily on the snow.
"Ah! My ass."
The soldier cried out in pain and the others rushed to pull him up.
"I told you not to use a random firearm made by a blacksmith. It's so dangerous!"
One of the companions complained.
The battle on the battlefield continued, and the casualties of Yoda's soldiers increased. The originally neat convoy had now become a mess, with goods thrown everywhere and horses neighing in panic in the snow.
"We can't resist it any longer!"
A Yoda soldier shouted desperately.
The Yoda soldier in charge of the escort looked at his companions who were dwindling around him, and a feeling of despair surged in his heart.
As the battle continued, Yoda's soldiers gradually ran out of energy, while the attacks of the ambushers became more and more fierce. Finally, Yoda's soldiers' defense line completely collapsed.
"Run!"
A Yoda cavalryman shouted loudly, and the remaining surviving cavalrymen saw that the situation was hopeless, so they drove their horses and fled the battlefield.
In the convoy, the remaining Yoda soldiers were struggling desperately. Some knelt down to surrender, some tried to fight to the death, and some tried to keep up with the cavalry, but all of them were killed by the sea bear soldiers who were already blood-thirsty.
As the battle ended, the snow was washed red by blood and fire. Snowflakes began to fall, as if trying to cover up the devastated battlefield.
At this moment, a soldier picked up the horn. He held the horn tightly, raised his arms vigorously, puffed up his cheeks and began to blow. The sound of the horn passed through the wind and snow and spread far away.
Soon after, a moving black shadow appeared in the distant sky. As the distance got closer, it was clear that there were several sleds coming from afar. The sleds were sliding quickly on the snow, but the speed was steady. In front of each sled were six large dogs pulling hard. They were the snow dogs carefully bred by the Grant people.
The eyes of the snow dogs flashed sharp and determined in the wind and snow, and their muscles rose and fell faintly under their thick fur, and every effort made the sled move faster. In addition to being able to transport supplies or prey efficiently, they are also extremely powerful partners. When hunting, they can quickly lock onto prey with their keen sense of smell and agile posture, and on the battlefield, their sharp teeth and claws are enough to tear through the enemy's defenses, posing a huge threat to the enemy.
The soldiers began loading their wounded companions and the remaining cargo onto sleds.
As the last box of goods was loaded onto the sled, the soldiers climbed onto the sled one after another. The soldier driving the sled gently raised the whip in his hand. The snow dogs felt the signal to set off, barked happily a few times, and then slid towards the distance with all their strength.
The sled left a deep track on the snow and soon disappeared into the snow in the distance. In the whistling sound of the wind and snow, their figures gradually merged into the whiteness, leaving only the snow stained red by the blood in the battle.