There was a dead silence in the ruins, with only a few weak moans occasionally telling the cruelty of war. Suddenly, a hand covered in mud stretched out from the rubble with trembling, as if asking for the last bit of life from the God of Death.
hope.
The hand grasped the edge of the rubble tightly, as if to pull himself out of the abyss of death. A dusty Lions soldier crawled out of the rubble with difficulty. His military uniform was in tatters and exposed.
The scarred skin underneath. He knelt down weakly, raised his hands in the air, and screamed with all his strength: "Don't shoot! Don't shoot! We surrender!"
His voice was hoarse and trembling, full of fear of death, and echoed over the ruins like a desperate cry.
Immediately afterwards, the second Lions soldier also emerged from the rubble. He also raised his hands high, with fear and despair written on his face. The military uniform on his body was torn by shrapnel, revealing bloody wounds, but he had already
I don't care about the pain, I just want to save my life.
The third, the fourth... More and more Lions soldiers emerged from every corner of the ruins. Some of them were in ragged clothes, and some were injured, but without exception, they all raised their hands high.
With the same expression of despair on his face, he looked like a lamb to the slaughter, begging for mercy from the shepherd.
"Don't shoot! We really surrender!" A young soldier shouted in a crying voice. He looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. There was still a little baby fat on his young face, and his eyes were filled with emotion.
Fear of death caused tears to flow down his dirty cheeks uncontrollably, and two clear tear tracks washed out on his dusty face.
The cruelty of war left indelible marks on his young face. He was supposed to learn knowledge in school and sweat on the court, but now he had to face the test of life and death on the battlefield.
"Please, stop shooting! We don't want to fight!" Another soldier yelled at the top of his lungs, his voice hoarse and low, like a cry from the depths of hell, and his face was full of exhaustion and despair.
, his eyes were empty and dull, as if he had lost all hope for the future.
After shouting these words, he slumped on the ground feebly, and the rifle in his hand slipped to the side, making a crisp metal collision sound, which was particularly harsh in the silent ruins.
A burly soldier struggled to stand up from the ruins. His leg was injured and the blood stained his trouser legs. However, he still tried hard to maintain his balance and raised his hands high, for fear that the soldiers of the Tang Army would mistake him for him.
To resist.
He looked around, looking at his comrades who were as desperate as him, his eyes filled with sadness and helplessness.
"We just want to go home!" He shouted with the last bit of his strength. His voice was hoarse and weak, but it contained the common wish of all soldiers.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice almost inaudible, "Don't shoot! We have no bullets!"
He threw away the rifle in despair, and the sound of metal hitting the ground echoed over the silent ruins.
"We really have no bullets!" He raised his hands tremblingly, indicating that he was not a threat: "If you don't believe me, you can search!"
He knelt down weakly, tears mixed with dust sliding down his cheeks: "Please, don't shoot! I still have a wife waiting for me to go back!"
Another soldier who climbed up from him was also choked with sobs, his tone full of pleading: "We just want to live!"
He looked around desperately, looking at his comrades who were as helpless as him: "We don't want to fight anymore..."
He closed his eyes in pain, waiting for the judgment of fate: "Give us a way to survive!"
Seeing these opponents who had no ability to resist at all, the soldiers of the Tang Army also walked out of the bunkers where they were hiding. After carefully examining the poor Lions soldiers, they concentrated on guarding them.
They really had no fighting spirit anymore, because two days of brutal fighting had caused them to run out of ammunition, food and water, and also all their medicines.
They were unable to contact their superior headquarters and did not receive any feedback on the situation on the battlefield. They could only stick to their own positions, like blind men and blind men.
Now they can only surrender honestly, hand over their weapons, and pray that the Tang army will let them go and spare their lives as advertised.
"Put down your weapons! Come and stand!" Soldiers of the Tang Army, holding automatic rifles, shouted at the opponents who had given up resistance. Then everyone here walked down the rubble step by step and walked to the side of the Tang Army tank.
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"General, our troops are being disintegrated, and contact has been lost in many areas. The troops are surrendering on a large scale, and even the war supervisors can't stop them." A general from Dorne roughly opened the door of Paul's office.
, his military boots made a heavy sound on the floor, echoing in the silent underground bunker.
He quickly walked into the dim room, his face was full of exhaustion and anxiety, and the military uniform on his body was covered with dust and blood, as if he had just returned from a cruel battlefield. This was a basement, and it was a very deep underground bunker.
, the walls are covered with rough rocks and steel bars, and a few dim oil lamps emit a faint light, casting long shadows in the air.
Since the Tang army began to bombard Jade City, Paul has only worked here. This once prosperous city has now been reduced to ruins, with thick smoke and fire all day and night, and the sound of explosions is as deafening as thunder.
"I know, but what can I do in this situation?" Paul sat helplessly behind a simple desk, which was piled with maps, documents and unfinished orders, but he had no intention of dealing with it.
He looked at the Dornish generals who came to report with a haggard face, his tone full of despair.
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In the midst of collapse.
This is definitely not a joke, but something that has actually happened: Lions' troops have actually lost control, and Dorn's troops have retreated from outside the city into the city.
The Tang army is outflanking from both wings, and Yucheng will be surrounded within two or three days. Paul's worst fears before the war are becoming reality, and Yucheng has lost the value of continuing to defend.
But the problem is... there are at least hundreds of thousands of troops in the city, and they are a mixed force of the Dorne and Lions empires. If all these troops are annihilated here, what will happen to the battle...
Well, the war situation is actually over. The ruling and opposition parties of the Lions Empire are already openly discussing whether to surrender, and no one cares about what plans Dorne has... Dorne has any plans.
Just kidding, the five countries have failed to unite to fight against the Tang Empire. How long can the Dornish Empire be left alone?
Many people today are already looking forward to ushering in a future where the world is unified. Under such a general trend, anyone who tries to prevent everything from happening is just trying to fool the mantis.
"At least we should shrink the defense line a little more. We can't leave this place intact to the Tang people!" The general from Dorne obviously didn't take Jade City, another city of his own, seriously. In his opinion, the worse the fight here, the worse it would be.
, Dorne will be safer.
Looking at the other party, Paul obviously didn't want to turn Yucheng, a city in his own country, into ruins. Maybe he thought so before, but now he changed his mind.
Before, he had a little bit of luck, thinking that he could stop the Tang army's attack in Yucheng. If he succeeded, then although the price in Yucheng would be heavy, it would not be unacceptable.
But now, it is obvious that he can no longer complete his previous plan: let alone a year and a half, even if he holds on for ten more days, it may not be possible... Under such circumstances, it is obviously not possible to reduce Jade City to ruins.
What a deal.
After all, he is a native of Lanes, not a beast. He will fight to the death here and kill all the people... After this kind of thing is done, how will he live in the future? Even if he dies, will he still dare to do it on his own?
Write a name on the tombstone?
"General! The current battle situation has collapsed and the troops have begun to become chaotic. Under such circumstances... it is obviously not a wise move to continue this war." After Paul looked at the other party for a while, he slowly spoke to remind him.
road.
"...I understand, then your troops should hold on for at least three more days! I will withdraw the Dornish troops here! At least, more than half of them will be withdrawn!" The Dornish general announced coldly
made a decision.
He had already thought about Paul's possible decision before he came. The Lines Empire was obviously unreliable. Thinking about the Susas Empire, it was actually easy to conclude that the Lines Empire would definitely fail when it couldn't withstand it.
Choose to surrender.
In order to prevent the Susus Empire from suddenly surrendering and the coalition forces having no time to retreat, he must first stabilize Paul and then allow the Lions Empire's forces to buy enough time for Dorne's forces to retreat.
"Okay, three days! But I can only promise not to issue an order to surrender within three days... In addition, you should also know that the Tang army has broken through our defense line outside the city, and the transportation and supply line on the east side of Jade City can be threatened at any time.
It is possible to be cut off. How your people can go and how far they can go is not up to me." Paul agreed to the other party's request, and at least now they are still allies who support each other.
"Thank you! I will try my best to retreat! At least 3,000 people can be evacuated today." The Dornish general turned and left. He had to save as much time as possible. After all, every minute and every second, for the Dornish soldiers in the encirclement,
It's all a chance to escape.
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Gunpowder smoke filled the air, blocking out the sun, rendering the originally clear sky an oppressive dark red. The air was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder, mixed with the smell of blood and burnt stench, which was nauseating.
In the distance, explosions were heard one after another, as deafening as thunder. Each explosion was accompanied by soaring flames and billowing smoke, turning this once prosperous city into a living hell.
A few blocks away from Paul's headquarters, beside a ruined wall, a group of Dornish soldiers were hiding behind a building that had been half destroyed by artillery fire.
Despair and exhaustion.
"We can't fight anymore! We have no chance of winning at all!" A young soldier weakly threw the rifle in his hand to the ground and slumped on the ground. There was a hint of choking in his voice, and he was obviously frightened.
and consumed by despair.
In the previous battle, he saw with his own eyes a rocket exploded on the front armor of the Tang Army's tank. Then the Tang Army's tank staggered forward as if nothing was wrong, running over those who had died long ago.
The remains of Dornish soldiers.
"The firepower of the Tang Army is too strong, we can't resist at all!" Another soldier echoed, his eyes were full of fear, and his body was shaking unconsciously. He was obviously frightened by the powerful firepower of the Tang Army.
"We have lost too many comrades, should we continue to die in vain?" A soldier whispered, his voice full of sadness and despair.
"But if we surrender, we will be executed as traitors!" a veteran said worriedly, his tone full of helplessness and fear.
"Rather than die meaninglessly like this, it's better to fight to the death! Fight those damn Tang people!" Another soldier shouted, his eyes flashed with desperate anger, as if he wanted to use the last madness to cover up the fear in his heart
.
However, his words did not receive much response. Most of the soldiers had lost the will to fight. They just sat there numbly, waiting for their fate to come.
"That's enough! We surrender!" A young officer finally broke the silence. He threw down his favorite pistol: "Get a white sheet and hang it out! Tell the guys in the supervising team, if they want
Surrender together, then together, if they dare to act recklessly, we will decide the outcome with them first!"
"We surrender too! Just kidding, we are not crazy." The supervisory team also chose to surrender immediately after hearing the news. They also saw those leaflets yesterday, and of course they knew what would happen to them if they continued to resist.
They are just human beings. They have traveled all the way from Dorne to Jade City and are fighting far away from their hometown. It is obviously not worth their lives. If they surrender, they might be able to go back in the future and live out the rest of their lives peacefully.
Life.
"We surrender! Stop fighting!" Soon, the voice of surrender echoed in the ruins, and other soldiers followed suit, putting down their weapons and giving up resistance.
