The second person who traveled through time and space and became a pig

"You can rest assured, Mr. General. We will definitely make the Dwarf Empire suffer this time," Long Rui said.

Dwarven Empire Camp

"You bunch of good-for-nothings have been attacking for more than half a month and still haven't taken down this border wall. What use do I have for you?"

Harel, the Dwarf Empire's frontline military chief, roared loudly.

"You can't even break through a border wall. Impeachment for invading the Longwei Empire. Impeachment for capturing the emperor of the Longwei Empire alive. Impeachment for expanding the territory of the empire."

Harrell roared again, seeming to feel unsatisfied.

"Commander-in-Chief, the soldiers of the empire attacked bravely, but the soldiers of the Longwei Empire were not good people either. They fought desperately every time, and the project has not made any progress."

A bearded dwarf came out and said.

"Do I need to tell you that, Reggie? Can't I see?" Harel roared with his eyes wide open.

"I don't want to hear this. The Empire has given us a lot of support! Whether it's manpower, financial resources or other aspects, they have given us all their support for this invasion of the Longwei Empire! However, what is heartbreaking is that in the past half month, not only have more than 24 soldiers been killed or injured, but we have made no progress at all! How do you want me to report to the Empire? How can I face the ministers of the Empire? Now I give you hours. If there is no progress by this time tomorrow, then none of you need to go home."

When he got excited, Harrell suddenly threw his hands away, then turned around and left angrily.

Everyone in the conference hall was left dumbfounded. No one had expected the commander-in-chief to give such a cruel order.

Once this order is issued, if the siege fails, what might be waiting for them is probably the imperial edict from their own country.

Some people talked about escaping, but no one dared to because all their family members and relatives, as well as the property they had worked hard for over the years, were under the control of the empire. As long as the officials did not run away, few soldiers would flee.

After a brief discussion of tactics, many commanders with worried looks on their faces left the tent one after another.

Ten minutes later, deep and powerful horn sounds broke the silence of the commanders' camps like thunder. Then, teams of soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding sharp weapons walked out of the camps slowly with heavy and orderly steps. Their movements seemed a little stiff and mechanical, as if they had lost their souls.

If you zoom in, you can clearly see the solemn expressions on the faces of these soldiers. Each face is shrouded in deep sorrow, without any other emotions.

The reason was simple. Just now, their commander issued an extremely cruel death order: in this siege, they must take down the city walls and wipe out all enemies on the walls of Longwei Empire!

This mission is undoubtedly a life-or-death struggle for these ordinary soldiers, but they have no choice. Under the pressure of military orders, they can only silently embark on this road of no return and use their lives to fulfill the mission and loyalty of a soldier.

At this moment, their hearts may be filled with fear, helplessness and even despair, but they cannot change anything, that is, their fate as soldiers?

The exhausted officers and soldiers on the city wall had just been replaced from their sleep, and before they had time to catch their breath, they were shocked to see a large number of enemy troops coming again like a tide.

This time the enemy's actions were very strange and different from the past. In the past, they always chose to launch attacks in the early morning or at noon, but at this moment, when night was approaching and the sun was setting, the enemy suddenly launched a charge.

The commander on the wall stared into the distance with a serious expression, thinking to himself: "What happened? Why did the enemy choose to attack at this time?" He knew the danger of night battles. Not only was the vision blocked, but it was also difficult to distinguish between the enemy and us, and casualties were bound to be heavy. Not every commander could handle this situation with ease, and a little carelessness could lead to accidental injuries.

Faced with such a change in the situation, the commander quickly summoned his generals to discuss countermeasures.

There were many discussions among the people. Some advocated holding on to the city and using the strong fortifications to resist the enemy, while others suggested taking the initiative to attack and disrupt the enemy's position when they were not prepared. However, more people were worried about fighting at night, fearing that it would be difficult to control the situation.

Time passed, the enemy was getting closer and closer, and a tense atmosphere filled the air above the city wall. At this moment, an experienced old general stood up and said, "Don't panic! The enemy's move must have a hidden purpose, and we must not act rashly. I suggest sending spies out of the city to investigate the enemy's situation before making a decision."

After hearing this, everyone thought it made sense, so they immediately sent a group of smart and capable spies to sneak out of the city and try to find out the enemy's true intentions.

At this time, the soldiers on the city wall were busy preparing for the upcoming fierce battle. War is never just a war of fighting and killing. Whether it is a siege or a defensive war, it consumes mountains of supplies.

This time, a large number of laborers went up the city walls to help carry supplies. The laborers were recruited from the surrounding territories, and most of them were slaves.

The slaves always obeyed and did whatever they were told, because if they disobeyed the soldiers, they might chop off their heads at any time.

The huge stones were carried up from under the city wall by three or four people, and then neatly stacked behind the arrow shelter on the city wall for later use. More rolling logs were also brought up by the laborers, and there were also many special shells placed in exquisite wooden boxes. Are those the shells for the magic crystal cannon?

"Captain, I just went to the warehouse to collect the magic crystal shells, but they only gave me 20. They said there were not many magic crystal shells left in the warehouse, and there was an order that only 20 shells would be given to each magic crystal cannon."

A logistics supply team leader came up to the combat team leader and said.

"Damn it! Our brothers should be fully supporting us in the rear, but they can't even supply key supplies like magic crystal shells in time! If this goes on, how can the battle continue? Are we really going to let our brothers fight it out with their flesh and blood? Bastards! These damn bastards must have embezzled some of the money! I'm going to report this to the Chief of Logistics immediately!"

The furious captain, cursing, led his two trusted men and walked quickly towards a city gate tower.

The city gate tower was the wartime command post, and it was surrounded by densely packed magical defense formations. These formations were carefully engraved on the city walls, forming a solid barrier to resist possible attacks from the enemy.

At this moment, there were only a handful of senior magicians stationed near the city gate tower. They were concentrating on paying close attention to the enemy's every move, not daring to relax at all, to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

As this captain was walking, several other captains hurried over. They met at the corner and found that they had the same thing to report, so they walked towards the city gate tower together.

"Who is it? The legion commander is resting. No one is allowed to knock him down."

A team of guards with bright armor shouted loudly.

One of the captains stepped out and said in a serious tone, "There are some important matters that need to be reported to the Chief of Logistics. Please pass it on."

The captain's tone was quite polite. After all, when in the military, one still had to abide by certain rules.

You have to know that these personal guards are not ordinary people. They belong to the direct troops of various big men, and can be said to be the most trusted of these big men. They will only obey the direct command of the big men, and sometimes they may not even obey the orders issued by the empire. Well, but it is precisely because of this that the personal guards are deeply trusted by the big men, and they are often entrusted with important tasks and all key matters are handed over to them.

Facing the guard's scolding, the captain did not show any dissatisfaction. He knew the status and role of these guards and understood that he had to show them enough respect. At the same time, he also knew that only through these guards could he meet the chief of logistics smoothly and report important situations to him.

"It's the captain. Well, although I might be punished, I will inform you all."

After hearing several captains reveal their identities, the guard did not dare to make things difficult for them, because it was wartime and if anyone made things difficult for the soldiers, they might die inexplicably in the next second or in a battle someday.

The guard turned and stepped into the city gate tower, his eyes attracted by a huge conference table. This large rectangular table was placed firmly in the center of the room, as if it was the core of the entire space. At the far end of the table, sat a majestic general.

The general was wearing a battle robe and had medals on his chest. He was the Lieutenant General of the Central Empire in charge of logistics. In this fierce battle with the Dwarf Empire, he was responsible for ensuring sufficient supplies and smooth supply of the army. He was also one of the key figures assisting Kaedri.

"Mr. Logistics Commander, several captains outside said they want to see you."

The guard didn't waste any time and half-knelt on the ground to report to the general.

The general nodded slightly, indicating that he was aware of this. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, sweeping over the guards and then falling into the distance, as if he was thinking about something important. After a moment, he asked, "What do they want to see me about?"

The guard quickly replied: "As far as I know, several captains may have some questions about strategic deployment and military supplies. I hope to get your guidance and decision."

The general nodded, thinking that these captains were indeed experienced warriors who could seek support from their superiors in a timely manner when they encountered problems. He stood up and walked steadily towards the door, saying as he walked, "Take me to see them."

The guard followed closely behind him, and the two walked out of the city gate together. The sunlight outside shone on them, reflecting their resolute figures. On the way to meet the captain, the general secretly thought about how to deal with the various challenges of the current war situation and make full preparations for the upcoming battle.

The chief of logistics came to the gate tower and was slightly surprised to see more than a dozen captains gathered in front of him. He did not expect that this incident would alarm so many low-level officers.

However, he had to calm down quickly. This matter must be resolved as soon as possible so as not to affect the subsequent battles. After thinking about it, the logistics commander smiled slightly.

"I think everyone has the same purpose this time, which is the shortage of magic crystal bullets. Am I right?"

The Chief of Logistics first asked a rhetorical question.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"General, I don't mean to cause trouble, but how can we fight this battle with only a dozen shells for one magic crystal cannon? The enemy keeps attacking the city wall, and we dare not use it at all. It is impossible to use these dozen magic crystal shells to deal a heavy blow to the enemy. Such a small number of magic crystal shells will not only fail to kill many enemies, but also make our soldiers lose confidence."

The captain spoke with great emotion, and even tears were welling up in his eyes. In fact, he did not come for the magic crystal shells, but for the large number of comrades who had died.

"I understand how you feel. Don't panic. I think a new batch of magic mirror shells will be delivered by the Empire soon. Then I'll let you bombard as much as you want." The Chief of Logistics surprisingly made such a promise.

"Commander, I still want to ask one thing. The Empire knows that a war has broken out on the border, but the magic crystal shells have not arrived in time. Why is this? Are the lives of our soldiers treated as a joke?"

Just now some people agreed with the words of the Empire's Chief of Logistics, but some troublemakers disagreed. They were fighting hard in the front but they couldn't even guarantee the logistics in the back. So what were they fighting for?

"No, no, no, Captain, please don't say that! Our great motherland has consistently and fully supported this battle to defend the empire. We are well aware of the fact that the frontline soldiers are risking their lives to resist foreign invasions! However, the manufacturing process of this magic crystal shell is extremely complicated, and we must be extremely careful during transportation. If it causes an explosion by mistake, it will be a disaster! Fortunately, God is blessing us. The spies I sent out have already sent back a message that a new batch of shells is expected to arrive at the battlefield in three days. So, please grit your teeth and hold on! Okay, everyone go back to your respective positions. How can the city wall be without you, the backbone of the army? If the enemy gets a chance to take advantage of it, the consequences will be disastrous!"

The Chief of Logistics said with a smile.

Hearing this, most of the captains turned around and returned to their respective posts. There were also a few stubborn thorns who tried to stay, but seeing so many people had already left, they knew it was inconvenient to stay, so they turned around and followed them. At this point, today's confrontation with the logistics captain finally came to an end.

Houshou took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The low-level officers of the empire had been fighting with the enemy for more than ten days. They didn't know how much blood the enemy had on their hands. He, the logistics captain, couldn't afford to offend them. The situation was urgent. He had just committed suicide. It was an emergency. He didn't get any information about replenishing supplies. How would he get through the next three days? The logistics chief had no clue.

At this moment, continuous trumpet sounds came from the enemy's direction.