Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 349 The tug of war continues

Listening to the soldiers' whispers and complaints, Zifuqi's face remained calm, but he understood something in his heart. However, from his frowning brows, it can be seen that he still has some doubts.

While he was still in doubt, an officer came up to him, performed a sergeant's etiquette, and whispered in his ear:

"According to the spies at the front, the Alliance's Second Legion has already begun to march towards us. Commander, do you want to issue a defensive alert order now?"

Listening to what the officer said, Zifuqi's brows furrowed even deeper.

After much thought, it is no longer advisable to transform the offense into the best defense. After all, the morale of the soldiers has been somewhat low.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zifuchi said to the officer he had promoted:

"Issue the defensive alert order."

"Yes!"

Looking at the adjutant running away in a hurry, Zifuqi always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

As the defensive alert order was issued, the soldiers, who had not slept well last night, complained in their hearts, but the fear of impending death still made them alert.

As time passed, the midday sun slowly rose. When it reached its highest point and scorched the muddy ground, the rebel defense formation still did not receive any attack from the Union Army.

What they were waiting for was the venomous sun above their heads and the heat it brought.

"It's so annoying. Why haven't the Alliance troops come yet? I'm dying of heat instead of being killed by Blastoise's water cannon."

"I don't know what those senior officers are doing. They haven't issued an order to end the defense and security yet. I'm going to die of heat."

"Hush, the commander is here again."

Hearing the soldiers' complaints again, Zifuqi appeared very calm on the surface, but he was full of doubts in his heart.

He was holding something similar to a tablet computer, which was playing a real-time video:

A large group of soldiers in Alliance uniforms were running back and forth on Route 111 at a very fast speed, but they never crossed the line where a war could be started.

The good man Zfuchi took a closer look at one of the soldiers and found that he was gasping for breath and his face was as red as a monkey's butt, but he was still running at a very fast speed.

"what is this?"

Watching this video recording, Zifuqishanren's brows were furrowed like mountains and rivers, and his entire face was almost squeezed together.

After thinking it over, out of conservative considerations and the lesson learned last time, Zifuqi decided to wait and see what happens, so he said to the officer beside him:

"Keep the soldiers on guard and don't let your guard down!"

"Yes!"

Time passed by little by little again, the sun gradually sank to the west, and the moon quietly climbed up to the treetops.

The heat of the noon gradually dissipated, leaving behind the slight coolness brought by the night.

But on Route 111, there were a large number of footprints and indescribable vomit.

Inside the rebels' defensive formation, a group of soldiers looked ahead with bloodshot eyes, their spirits tense and looking extremely solemn.

But judging from the dense bloodshot in their eyeballs, their mental state was not very good.

One of the soldiers lying on the dirt pit said to the soldier next to him:

"Brother, can you keep watch for me? I want to sleep and I'm so sleepy that I can't sleep any more."

The soldier next to him listened to what he said and responded:

"Brother, I want to sleep too. Can you keep watch for me?"

As the two of them talked, a third voice appeared:

"Alas - you don't have to sleep here, go back to the military tent."

Hearing this voice, the two soldiers spoke in unison:

"Brother, you are not too many deer, and you think you are a chief officer or commander."

Before the third person could respond, the fourth person's voice appeared:

"You two! Get out of line!"

Hearing this familiar official accent, the two soldiers looked at each other and saw visible panic on each other's faces.

Then they answered in unison:

"Yes, sir!"

Looking at the two trembling soldiers, Zfuchi sighed and said to the officer beside him:

"Don't embarrass them. I still know whether you slept this afternoon or not."

After listening to what the good man Zifuqi said, the officer lowered his head in shame, but soon raised his head again, saluted with military etiquette, and said very seriously:

"I will accept the punishment right now!"

After saying this, the officer turned to look at the two soldiers. As their eyes met, the officer spoke:

"What are you looking at? Come with me!"

Looking at the three people walking away in small steps, Mr. Zifuchi sighed and said to the adjutant beside him:

"Give the soldiers an order to return to the barracks and rest. The Alliance Army will not come tonight."

"Yes!"

Looking at the adjutant walking away in small steps, the kind-hearted Zifuchi looked up at the moon tonight and said with emotion:

"The moon is a little calmer tonight."

Just as the kind-hearted Zvochi had expected, the Allied Forces did not launch a night attack. After all, no soldier would not feel tired after running for an entire afternoon and vomiting.

After the moon went down, the sun came up as expected.

Unlike before, the officers and soldiers of both the Allied and Villain armies got a very good rest last night.

Inside the commander's tent, Zento Zfuki sat on a chair, flipping through the information about Shota, hoping to find something useful in it.

However, just as he was searching carefully, his adjutant broke into the military camp and without much military etiquette, he directly reported:

"Commander-in-chief, according to the intelligence gathered by our spies on the front line, it seems that the Allied Forces are about to launch another attack on us."

Listening to the information conveyed by the adjutant, Zifuchi Shanren did not frown as he did before. Instead, he touched his chin as if he was thinking about something.

After sighing, Mr. Zifuchi said:

"Issue the defensive alert order."

"Yes!"

As the adjutant hurriedly left, Zifuki looked down at the file on Shota in his hand, frowned, and muttered to himself:

"What on earth do you want to do, man?"