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On the morning of June 27, 782, the main force of the Far East Rebels and the Mozu Repression Corps was encountered under the city of Telan. In order to avoid the embarrassment of the two sides of the battle, the Duke of Ross took the initiative to withdraw the Mozu troops surrounded by the Trang Fortress, and the whole army retreated five miles. The reinforcements arrived unimpeded in Trans, and the black sea of people seemed to be drowning the entire fortress.
A simple ceremony was held in the wilderness around Nanchengmen. The countless military numbers and gongs and drums rang together, and the stimulating music echoed in the wilderness, inspiring people. Then, the various units of the soldiers and horses entered the city in order, orderly. Zichuan Xiu greeted the generals of the reinforcements at the gate of the original Mozu Governor's Office. With the arrival of the Second Army in Trans, there are many generals of the Far East Army. They are the first leg of the regiment, Busson, the second leg of the regiment, Bai Chuan, the deputy chief Bran, and the chief of staff of the Second Corps, Monroe. Zichuan Xiu and the generals of the various ethnic groups shook hands and welcomed their arrival.
In the Governor's Office of the Tulland Fortress, the senior generals of the Far East Legion conducted an urgent deliberation. The atmosphere of the meeting was a bit weird. Near the city of Telan, the tragic situation of yesterday's war was everywhere. Outside the city, the bodies of the Mozu soldiers were overwhelming. The city was equally shocking: on the long streets, the sheets of white enamel could not be seen at the end, hiding the death of yesterday. It is too late to bury the body of the coalition soldiers. In various positions, there are still many corpses that have not been cleaned up. The battlements on the walls and steps are full of blood and scent. The wounded were scattered in various houses and taken care of by the residents of the Far East in the city. The painful and terrible roars turned to the ears.
Many people in the Second Army speculated that due to the slowness of the Shirakawa Legion, the King of Light alone fought for two days and was caught in a very dangerous situation. It is a very serious crime to rescue the poor and the owner will be in danger. Some people suspect that there will be a few heads off the ground today. The officers of the Second Army were very nervous and did not dare to speak out, for fear of attracting attention.
Zichuan Xiu simply informed yesterday's battle: "The Far East Sixth Cavalry Regiment was 1,331 casualties, the Seventh Cavalry Regiment was 1,485 casualties, and the Xiuyingying Team had a casualty of 1,300. Forty-three people, the second team of Xiuyingying had 2,577 casualties, and the total casualty rate was 65 percent. In addition, the Zuo military officer Deming died, the commander of the Xiuyingying team Duke Xiaoqi died in battle. The following officers and men of all levels died at the 113th level. As for the killing Mozu, everyone saw it and lay outside the city--you talk about the situation outside."
Zichuan Xiu smiled and looked around the generals around the table. In his gaze, the generals twisted their hips uneasily in their seats and were shocked. In the three days when Zichuan Xiu was besieged, Shirakawa was fully responsible for the command of the insurgents. She first made a review and explained the reason for the late arrival to Zichuan Xiu—the bridge crossing the river was washed away, the troops had to detour, and because of the sudden downpour, the roads in the jungle were muddy, even though the commanders at all levels did their best. Efforts, they still failed to arrive on the battlefield in time on the 26th.“In the case of unfamiliar terrain, in order to save time, the commander chose the mountain road, but did not take into account the factors of heavy rain. As a result, the road and the bridge were washed away. The troops had to turn back and finally used a longer Time - the officers at all levels have done their best. In general, the responsibility lies with me."
Shirakawa pleaded guilty. When she spoke, no one dared to speak out. The generals looked at the face of Zichuan Xiu with uneasiness, fearing that the thunder and anger would fall from the sky.
Guangming Wang listened very carefully: "Because of heavy rain?" His reaction was just a smile, saying: "So? I know."
"There is still something." Zichuan Xiu gently tapped the gorgeous marble table and asked: "Where is the first army? According to the original instructions, Roger will be responsible for encircling Trang from the east side. He should be with him one day ago. Our army will meet."
"Now we can't contact Roger, but according to the news one day ago, his troops are going back and forth to Yalu, Nasu, Proga and other cities day and night. If there is no accident, it should be last night-"
"Well? What happened? Whose order?"
"My order. - The original plan was made for the siege of the Trang Fortress, but now the city of Telan is in the hands of our army. It is meaningless to continue the original plan. I sent it to Roger in the name of an adult. Command, ordered him to seize the city of Alu, and cut off the road of the Ross Army. Adults, I am good at making claims and willing to take responsibility -"
"Know it." Zichuan Xiu interrupted her faintly, bowed his head and took notes. Bai Chuan squatted there, and the apologetic words of one stomach did not have a chance to say. She smiled bitterly and sat down. The generals sighed with relief: The expected storm has passed like this? Seeing the highness of His Royal Highness, the fearful generals finally settled down. They were amazed at the glory of the bright Wang Wanghong. They used the words of the half-orc Bran privately: "Our king is really good to get along!"
The other generals of the Second Army continued to report, they told Zichuan Xiu: During these three days, the Second Army sent a number of detachments as suspects, respectively, from the northwest and southwest of Telan and the outposts of the Mozu, doubts The national army caused an illusion that the insurgent army brigade approached from all directions. After they reported, Zichuan Xiu had basically mastered the situation: the front of the Mozu army was the Telan Fortress, the Shirakawa Legion and the Base Camp, and the Roger Legion was responsible for the encirclement of the Mozu Army. The intention of Shirakawa is very obvious. She is expecting to form a circle for the main force of the Mozu under the city of Telan.
Zichuan Xiu has been sinking for a long time, and frowned. "Despite the victory of the Trang Fortress, we have not yet had enough power to carry out a comprehensive encirclement of the 170,000 Mozu army. Once the Mozu faces encirclement, in order to survive, they will When the dog jumps to the wall, it will concentrate on killing a fish in a certain place. At that time, it will easily break through our weak encirclement. We also lack a large number of reserve troops to carry out counter-impacts and fill the loopholes. At that time, we will face the front. The danger of being divided into passive."The generals all agreed: "It is true that the Mozu soldiers who are forced to go nowhere will explode a terrible fighting force. Even if they can destroy them, we will suffer a great deal.
Death is a terrible victory. ”
The deputy chief of the Second Army, Bran, asked: "What should we do?"
Zichuan Xiu shrugged his shoulders: "Don't worry, the commander of the Mozu army is not a fool. I won't watch us finish the round. And see how he can cope with it. We will change everything. We will continue to give the troops a half-day rest. Time, restoring strength."
The meeting was very short, the generals dispersed, and the Zichuan show was the last door. A female voice at the door called him: "Adult."
Zichuan Xiu turned back and smiled: "Shirakawa? Your color is very bad, you have to rest more."
Shirakawa came close, and he kneel down, and Zichuan Xiu quickly supported her: "What are you doing?"
"Adult, I am very sorry, I..."
Zichuan Xiu said gently: "That is not your fault. The difference between irresistible and delay in dereliction of duty, I will not be able to tell. I have not blamed you, you should not be too demanding."
"But what about Duke and Deming? And the soldiers who sacrificed yesterday? Can they forgive me?"
Zichuan Xiu sighed: "Shirakawa, snoring is always going to be dead - even if you don't fight, people will always die. The world is like a grass, they just take a step. Someday, you and I have to go. Why are you suffering from this road?"
"Adult," Shirakawa looked up at Zichuan Xiu, and the girl's clear eyes seemed to have some kind of insight into the human heart: "Do you really blame me? In the most difficult moment of being besieged, the reinforcements are late, you are against me. No doubt at all? Didn't you think about it, this may be what I deliberately made, the purpose is..." She deliberately stopped talking and stared at the Zichuan show.
Zichuan Xiu smiled and honestly admitted: "You said, I really thought about it."
"that?"
"I just thought about it." Zichuan Xiu smiled and said: "I still believe in you, Shirakawa."
For a moment, Shirakawa wanted to cry. The anxiety and sleeplessness, the anxiety about the situation of Zichuan show, the fear of the upcoming suspicion and suspicion, and the terrible pressure to bear the fate of thousands of people, all this, she has withstood, Zichuan show a sincere "I Believe in you, but let her almost fall into tears.
"Adult, do you remember? You said this to me."
"Is it in the village of Brugge in Wagga? At that time, I was chased by the Mozu, and I was wanted by the Zichuan family. I have no way to go - I always remember."
"From then until now, my loyalty to adults has not changed in the slightest. But I always feel that you have changed a lot compared to that time. . . . .." Shirakawa did not know how to word, hesitated. Since the last time Zichuan Xiu came back from Emperor, his whole person was covered with a layer of fog, cruel, cold, and difficult to ponder, which made her very confused: Is this person really the Zichuan show that gives people a warm feeling of sunshine? ?
Zichuan Xiu laughed out loud: "I am getting more handsome?"Shirakawa didn't laugh: "Adult, since you came back from Emperor at the beginning of the year, you have changed a lot. You become - we can't see it anymore. Please forgive me, adults, in the Imperial Capital, what happened?"
When Shirakawa finished his breath, Zichuan Xiu was still laughing: "Shirakawa, do you think I suddenly become too cold and ruthless?"
Shirakawa answered with his gaze.
"Destiny is actually very fair. When I sit in the position of the King of Light, I will inevitably lose a lot of things. Cold and ruthless, that is the full virtue of a king. The road to power is so cruel - like me, you are willing to continue to follow ?"
Shirakawa opened his mouth, but Zichuan Xiu made a gesture to interrupt her: "I am willing to embark on this road, and I don't want to find any account for this. I said that my kind society is forcing the darkness - not the old man. Fortunately, there is so much nonsense. But your hand is still clean and free to quit."
"Adult, haven't you answered my question yet?"
"There is nothing to answer. If you can't understand my style, you can quit at any time - and Roger and Ming Yu are also. You have followed me for so many years, I have prepared a pension for you, if you live less than two If you are a hundred years old, you should be able to spend the rest of your life. You can enjoy the life of freedom, no war and no blood. You don't have to worry about the family's wanted order. I will be responsible for your peace, not to mention... "Zichuan Xiu suddenly stopped his mouth, and he looked at the tears falling in the eyes of Shirakawa.
"Adult! You can't--" Shirakawa's eyes contain tears, and she shouted: "Can't insult a person who follows you with life!"
Like Sterling, the other of Zichuan’s Sanjie’s tears did not have any resistance to the girl’s tears. He was trying to find a handkerchief, but Shirakawa was calm. She apologized while wiping her tears: "The lower official is out of order. Exploring the problem that the subordinates should not be explored is the more bureaucratic."
Zichuan Xia sighed: "Shirakawa, why do you say this?"
"Since the relationship between the adults and the lower officials is a 'normal' subordinate relationship, then this should be true? The lower official once again solemnly apologizes."
"Shirakawa, don't mess!" Zichuan Xiu said: "You have to know, if this is not yours, it is Busen, Bran or any Far Eastern general, then they have already landed. You should know, you and me. It’s by no means a simple subordinate relationship!"
Shirakawa did not hesitate to come back: "Since the lower official violated the order, he was tortured, and he was pretending to be an author. Please don't worry about the old feelings, and immediately command the law enforcement team to do it. What should I do? No resistance!"
Looking at her stubborn eyes, Zichuan Xiu shouted a headache: How did he forget the sin of Shirakawa, and even in the heyday of Yang Minghua’s ruling, she dared to publicly accuse him in person, let alone now?
He smiled bitterly: "You are still the temper, Shirakawa."
For a time, neither of them said anything. The walkway outside the meeting, came the footsteps of people coming and going, the officers screamed loudly, and the troops passed through the streets.Qi stepping and bright slogans. The two armies of the coalition forces will be instructed, and a big victory is in front of them. The city of Telan is filled with a festive atmosphere of joy. No one knows, at this time, in the conference room where no one is in the Governor’s Office, the bright king of the coalition forces has had a fierce conflict with the general of the army, Shirakawa.
"A few years ago, a friend once told me that he can kill people all over the world, but he can't just start with me." Zichuan Xiu slowly said, recalling the quiet face of Di Lin, do not feel a moment of nostalgia .
He turned to Shirakawa: "Now, I want to say to you: If you want to kill Shirakawa, you can establish the prestige of the so-called Bright King. Then, I would rather not be the King of Light."
"grown ups......"
"Do you want to know what happened in the emperor?" Zichuan Xiu paused and said: "Aning has a new boyfriend, a playboy."
Shirakawa screamed: "Miss Ning! How can she do this!"
"Why can't she do this?" Zichuan Xiu laughed and laughed at himself: "I also blessed her in person!"
He walked outside the door: "The man in the green hat is shameful. Please laugh at me, you are welcome."
"Adult, please stay."
Zichuan Xiu slowly turned around, behind him, the young girl general slowly fell on one knee and looked up firmly at him:
"Adults, we have had a life and death together, and we have a good time together; we have leaped together and swayed the battlefield; I have sweared by blood, loyal to you, no matter how you change, my loyalty is like blood, never change Adults, if you order the killing of the world, I will not hesitate to start the first one; if you want to burn the Imperial City, I will immediately climb the roof and pour gasoline! Even if you are not evil, even if you are bloody, Even if you die in the abyss after death, let us go!
Just ask the adults, don't bear the pain alone, it will appear that we are too subdued as a subordinate, your troubles, I am willing to share with you, even if the liver and brain are painted! ”
Zichuan Xiu looked at her quietly, she was also watching him. In silence, he untied the heavy black hood and raised his hand to take the bronze mask. At this moment, the bright king who threatened the Far East disappeared, and the only remaining one was a melancholy boy. It was a pale, pale and handsome face with a white hair. At this moment, the eyes of the gods are filled with deep sorrow, and two long lines of tears flow down the contoured, thin face.
Looking at him silently, Shirakawa also felt a deep sorrow, she cried out: "Adult!"
It’s late, the clouds rise in the west sky, and a circle of purple glow is set on the top of the cloud. The color changes in a flash, with a soft, colorful sunset afterglow on the bright blue sky, and an orange-red sunset in the clouds. Light, venting the earth, dazzling. Then, the light gradually dimmed, and the clouds faded away from the multicolored aura. Unconsciously, the first star appeared in the West.Just as the day is about to enter the black, the reconnaissance whistle returns, and the Mozu’s various accounts have an unusual movement. It should be the Mozu soldiers from the camping time from the various camps to the open space to form a team, the magic at the front. The national army has formed a battle queue, arranged in a square matrix that is conducive to offense, and is advancing toward the front. According to this information, the Far East troops stationed in the two wings of the city of Telan also entered the battle preparation. The soldiers of various ethnic groups who were resting took up their weapons and arranged them into a team to prepare for the battle.
The generals have speculated that the Mozu army has always been good at night fighting. Seeing that the battle is unfavorable, Ross has also sacrificed this housekeeping magic weapon. He hopes that the main force of the Far East Army will be defeated in the night battle. Their attack will inevitably be very crazy and fierce. In view of the superiority of the Mozu Zhan in the individual combat, the generals demanded to strengthen the first line of blocking forces, open the distance, try to fight against the square matrix and avoid falling into an unorganized melee.
Zichuan Xiu agreed with the generals of most of the arguments, but he said: "In the first two days of the battle, the Mozu failed to win the Trang Fortress, which has only a few troops to defend. Now, seeing the Far East reinforcements, Ross suddenly There is confidence in victory? Therefore, Ross will have an attempt tonight."
The horn blew wildly, and in the bloody red evening, the last touch of the red sky reflected the black armor of the mountains and the wild, and the distant wormwood also wilted under the murderous murderousness, killing the sound. The tide of the Mozu attacks began again. There is no square and queue, and the Mozu soldiers just rushed forward, like a nest of crazy ants, a piece of black pressure, that sound is chilling.
"Let!" The commanders gave a command, and the city of Turan once again rang the sound of death. Countless megaliths and rainstorming arrows flew out with the air screaming out, and at the same time, they were placed on the outskirts of the suburbs. The archery and the array of arrows began to diffuse into the sky. The arrows descending from the sky fell to the top of the Mozu soldiers and fell on their shields and armor. The intensive was unimaginable. For a moment, the screams and screams again and again, the forefront of the magic army was crossed by long arrows, and they fell down. The soldiers in the rear skipped them and continued to move forward. They screamed forward without hesitation. This offensive spirit is two Unimaginable days ago!
The commander of the first line, the half-orc general, Bran exclaimed: "The Mozu is crazy!" Even the half-orc warrior, who is famous for his courage, does not dare to care about the black frenzy that swept through it. His orders echoed far away on the empty plains:
"First time, withdraw!"
Nearly 10,000 troops lined up for a wide battle, and the archers of the first line ran backwards quickly. The 20 meters behind them were the array of bows and arrows of the snakes that were neatly arranged.
"The second time, let go!"
The Three Thousand Snakes have already prepared themselves, and the strong bow in their hands has been drawn into a half-moon shape. The bowstrings are screaming in the "squeaky", only one word is heard, and three thousand arrows are simultaneously shot to the opposite side. The hustle and bustle of "飕飕飕飕" continued, and there was a ghost crying in the darkness. After two rounds of shooting, the snakes also gave up their positions and ran towards the back, passing through the gap between the formation of the third archer and the formation quickly to the designated area. At this time, the third round of archers hasAfter the arrow was set up; after another 20 meters, the half-orcs that were withdrawn in the first battle were rapidly moving the whole team and bending the arrow.
This time again and again, looking at the city, the entire front line of the Far East Army is collapsing layer by layer, scattered, chaotically retreating, and then forming a new front in the rear, and many times the retreat has extended the Mozu The distance of the charge, the tactics are simple but effective, and the constantly broken and continuously generated front is like a thick stack of absorbent paper, each of which fully absorbs the blood of the Mozu soldiers. In the distance of hundreds of meters, the demon corps was full of corpses. The enemy is always in front of the eyes but can't touch it, which makes the Demon Army feel powerless frustration.
But after all, the speed of the Mozu charge is much higher than that of the Far East Army. After a dozen or so changes, they finally forced them to the front. Under the order of Bran, the archers and soldiers all retreated from the gaps in the rear array. In front of the Mozu army, there were thousands of neatly razor-like guns, all of which were forward. The Mozu soldiers screamed: "Waggra!" (Kill!) fluttering in front of him. Just as two equally fierce waves began to collide, the white-blade war began. In an instant, thousands of bodies fell, thousands of blood splashed, and the battle lines of the two armies raised a thin layer of blood. The demon army's offensive is in full swing.
The fierce battle lasted for more than an hour, and the sky was completely dark. Under the twinkling stars, the various races of the earth were killing themselves, and the land was soaked with blood.
On the head of the city, Zichuan Xiu stood quietly and watched the Mozu camp outside Wuli. Between the lines separating the heavens and the earth, thousands of fires spread the entire plain, and the stars of the sky illuminate each other, and at a glance. That is the torch in the queue of the Mozu army. The main force of the Mozu army still does not move, which makes Zichuan show worry. Although the commanders in the frontline repeatedly pleaded for reinforcements, he resolutely refused: the reserve team should be used in the most critical places like a knife, and it is not easy to defeat the democrats in one fell swoop.
"The momentum of the Mozu army is very fierce!" Shirakawa, who came back from the battlefield, said quickly: "This is a division of the dead! It is time to send the reserve team up, or Bran is too hard!"
"No!" Zichuan Xiu said with a slap in the face, he pointed out the fire in the distance: "I haven't been to the reserve team yet! The only ones who are fighting with us are the front of the Mozu. Their main force is still not moving."
"Adults, the total combat power, our army and the demon are evenly matched. If we first invested in the reserve team, then their main force will have to be dispatched, otherwise they will only watch the striker army eaten by us! ”
Zichuan Xiu hurriedly warned: "You are right! To win, you must force out the main force of the Mozu." All along, Zichuan Xiu is used to the post-warfare combat method, unconsciously, which formed his mindset. . Reminded by Shirakawa, he immediately wakes up:
"Attention: The central infantry regiments are advancing, supplementing the gaps in the frontal formation, and pushing me out of the invaders!"
The left-wing forces teams bypassed the battlefield and smashed back from the left, launching a counter-attack and destroying the enemy's right wing!The right-wing forces teams bypass the battlefield and wander back from the right to attack the enemy's left wing!
The above orders are communicated quickly and the troops must be executed immediately! ”
The commander quickly rushed down the tower and jumped onto the area where the horses rushed toward the reserve army. At the same time, the flag bearer on the city head danced the torch and informed the ground commander with the semaphore. The signal was repeated three times.
"Received!" Right wing, watching the fire on the city's head, General Busson slowly straightened his chest. Looking towards the square of the reserve team that stood quietly behind him, he violently yelled: "It's time to kill the green ghost!"
"Long live!" The 30,000 infantry waved a javelin and a machete. The huge array began to move, like the sea. The infantrymen screamed at the neatly slogan of "嘿黝嘿黝", holding up the dense javelin, the pace was getting faster and faster, from walking to fast-paced, faster and faster, in the dark, like a boulder Rolling down from the top of the mountain, this mountain is more and more out of the battle line, like a dark cloud, with a terrible pressure from the position to the Mozu army.
In the left wing of the position, there was a squadron of horsemen riding a horse, holding a golden flag. He did not stop by the team leader Dekun, but left his voice in the air: "Lord Dekun, the King of Light has ordered: attack immediately!"
"It's a great honor!" The half-orc Dekun dumbly screamed and shouted. He turned back and waved: "Brothers, kill!"
"Kill!" Tens of thousands of strong male voices are answering, the whip of the sky is rising, countless horseshoes roll up the taupe is huge, the hoof is thundering, the saber is shining in the night, the cavalry The legion stormed the enemy's right wing side with a fierce attack, killing the panicked Mozu infantry all the way, and cutting into the enemy line like a sharp axe.
At the same time, the commander of the middle road, Bran, was reinforced by a large number of infantry and stabilized his position. The brave half-orc commander turned to the counterattack without stopping. He stood up at the top with his flag. Suddenly, the archers in the front row of the Mozu were aiming at him. For a moment, he had numerous arrows in his body, and he screamed in tears: "Baby, follow me, follow the flag - rush!"
"Chong!" The soldiers of all ethnic groups have the courage to multiply, following their generals and rushing forward. The half-orc roared in horror, and immediately entered the queue of the Mozu, followed by the silent dragon soldier. The dwarf was equipped with a big axe and a sickle, and also followed the surging, and finally a row of snakes bows. Hands--Snakes are weak and have no melee, but their night vision ability is very strong. Even in such a chaotic killing group, they can accurately distinguish the officers of the Mozu. They are very despicable and specifically target the officers: every The next officer was smashed, and the Mozu soldiers in the area immediately lost their command and fell into chaos. The defenders of Tran are still killing the Mozu with stone throwing, bows and arrows, and supporting the infantry.
Every side of the Mozu square is affected at the same time. Dekun’s cavalry violently sprang up and opened countless gaps in the square. The infantry that is blocked by the line is stepped by the horseshoeRotten, fell to the ground and disappeared. But at the same time, countless stab guns were inserted into the horse's belly, and the cavalry rolled down. Under the assault of three powerful forces, especially the cavalry army suddenly cut in from the left, the Demon army offensive was immediately suppressed and stopped. Despite their bravery, the Mozu soldiers did their best to resist the absolute superiority of the Far East. The rolling crowds rushed like a mountain torrent and tsunami. They could not resist this strong pressure, and their fronts were suppressed and stepped back. The three-way army of the Far East Allied Forces is advancing step by step, and the Vietnam War is more and more brave. The Mozu squad was besieged on all sides, and the attacking forces eroded and destroyed them a little bit, as the ice melted in the sun. The square of the far right was exposed to the outside and was almost wiped out after almost contact. The remaining troops narrowed their scope and continued to fight.
The cavalry cut into the middle of the Mozu army, and they went straight to the flag to kill. The Mozu soldiers killed the savage, and did not need the officers to issue the number. They consciously gathered around the golden lion's banner. The horses were determined by the horses, shoulders and shoulders. The crowds were densely covered and densely guarded. flag.
For a moment, the brutal slaughter began. The knife was rolled up, the gun was folded, and the Mozu soldiers rushed to the front with their hands, and dragged the half-orc cavalry from the horseback. The two men twisted on the ground and rolled into a ball, licking their necks, poking their eyes, tearing their hair, Bite the throat, whether it is the Far East soldiers or the Mozu soldiers, at this moment, everyone has become a beast that only instinct to survive. In the whistling of the horses, in the rolling smoke, there were horrible and fierce battles everywhere. The snoring of the weapons blocked, the injured were trampled by the horses and made terrible screams, and the dead fell to the ground. In the whirlpool of the war of horses and horses, under the flag of the fluttering, blood flows like a canal.
The Mozu soldiers broke out a terrible savageness and repelled the attacking cavalry by a few dozen steps. Then the infantry led by Busson swooped from the left. Bran also led the men to break through the front line and assisted the attacker. Once again, the big flag is completed and the encirclement is compressed and gradually reduced. The number of the Mozu is decreasing every minute and every second. It is not the way that the Far East Army is about to capture the banner. Suddenly, the nearest Mozu officer took the flag and brushed it. The Orc yelled: "No! Don't!" "Stop him! Kill him!" In the sharp wind, the officer was shot into a hedgehog, and two Mozu soldiers rushed up and took it from him. After the flag was destroyed, a half-orc soldier rushed to the ground and thundered with a lightning bolt. The bloody hand grabbed the flag and the other corner was pulled by the Mozu soldiers. The two men snatched each other and slashed each other. In an instant, both of them were bruised and bruised, and blood was pouring, but no one would give in, who would not let go! This is the warrior's killing of the warriors, thousands of bloody scorpions screaming in the same voice:
"Capture the flag! Capture the flag!",
"Waggra! Wagra!" The sound is earth-shattering.In the vast plain under the starlight, nearly 100,000 troops collided in vertical and horizontal, countless flags were undulating, and the army marched into the sea. The wind blows the clouds and the military flag sizzles above the head. Zichuan Xiu stands quietly, and there are two fires in his eyes.
Looking down on the earth makes him have the illusion of being overwhelming, as if the earth is his own chessboard, and the countless terracotta warriors are the pieces in his own hands. The whole war is nothing but the game of his own game. With one command, thousands of people follow this order. They assemble, charge, kill, bleed, and die. Whether they are the enemy or ours, the objects they hate and love are themselves. 100,000 people, they live and die, thousands of families are happy and catastrophic, the whole country's air transport, the rise and fall of the earth, all because of their own thoughts.
For a moment, Zichuan Xiu understood why the kings of the past dynasties always like to call themselves "the son of God." Such power is indeed only comparable to God. But why, can you control the fate of millions of people, but you can't control your own destiny? Can you grasp the happiness of thousands of people, but can't bring happiness to yourself? He lowered his head and fell into inexplicable contemplation.
Suddenly, the footsteps of the corridor sounded, and the figure of Shirakawa appeared at the door. She gasped and cried: "The grown-up - the Mozu camp - the big camp, is empty! Rose ran!"
Zichuan Xiu exclaimed: "What!"
Shirakawa gasped for a while, and said clearly and intermittently: a group of cavalry led by her led into the enemy camp, did not encounter any organized resistance, the Mozu camp was empty, and only the Devils who lost their fighting power were left. in.
Zichuan Xiu grabbed Shirakawa's shoulder and pointed to the torch in the distance in the distance: "What is going on?"
"Adults, we are fooled! Those torches are all inserted on the ground, and those who are wounded by the Mozu are defending! The main force of Ross is dark, and when the attack begins, they are all withdrawn!"
Zichuan show loosened Shirakawa, not angry and laughing. He muttered to himself: "Well, Ross, you are so embarrassing!"
At this point, the intentions of the Mozu army have been completely exposed: in order to cover the main retreat, the Mozu abandoned the assault troops and the disabled soldiers. When the Far East Alliance forces focused their attention on the death squad, their main force sneaked through the night cover. Ran!
"In order to survive, I have thrown away more than 20,000 brothers killed in the front line! This kind of behavior, I really can't agree!" Zichuan Xiu said angrily: "This slaughter, there is no need to continue! Shirakawa, announced the news Call out to the Mozu Army!"
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