The next day, early in the morning, the horn sounded on time.
The troops began to gather outside the military camp and then headed to the battlefield.
A large number of soldiers will die in battle every day, and a large number of new soldiers will rush to the front line to participate in this war.
Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even monks in the foundation-building stage, dozens of them died on this battlefield.
On the battlefield, the smell of blood was so strong that it made people sick. The ground was no longer ordinary soil, but blood mud.
Broken armor and broken bones were everywhere.
After almost a day of rest, Xiao Zhi's injuries were almost healed.
Today, he was wearing a black soldier's armor and holding a long, sharp-edged sword. He acted very low-key, even more low-key than before.
As usual, he wandered around the battlefield, hunting down the enemy's Xiantian realm warriors.
Whether it is an innate first-level warrior from the enemy country, or a middle-level or high-level warrior, if he takes action, he can kill the enemy with one blow and then retreat decisively without any delay.
Near noon, he encountered the gun-wielding martial artist from Xuanming Kingdom.
The gun-wielding martial arts cultivator was wearing a fiery red general's armor, and the spear in his hand was like a dragon. He was fighting with a foundation-building martial arts cultivator from Dachang Kingdom, and the martial cultivator from Dachang Kingdom was beaten back repeatedly.
Xiao Zhi was only dozens of meters away from them. He tightened the long knife in his hand and slowly loosened it.
Now, his combat merit of 'Canglong Breaking the Seal' has been upgraded to the perfect level, and his strength has greatly increased!
If he takes action, he is sure to kill this gun-wielding martial artist with one strike.
But once he takes action, there will definitely be a lot of noise. If the enemy player Yong Yule is alerted, it will be difficult for him to kill Yong Yule in the future.
In Xiao Zhi's heart, killing enemy player Yong Yule is the first priority.
Not only Xiao Zhi, but also the army of all beings means this.
After all, players in the foundation building stage have much greater growth potential than aboriginal monks in the foundation building stage.
The greater the potential for growth, the greater the threat.
'You're lucky, I'll let you go for now. I'll kill you when I get the chance!' Xiao Zhi thought to himself and retreated among the soldiers of Xuanming Kingdom.
At noon, the two sides temporarily stopped fighting and each retreated several hundred feet to rest and eat.
A stool appeared out of thin air in Xiao Zhi's hand, he sat down, took off his helmet and put it aside.
Then demonic beast dried meat and water appeared out of thin air in his hands, and he began to eat and drink.
Soon, Li Pingfeng and others also came over.
Xiao Zhi took out some dried monster meat from the storage ring and threw it to several people.
Several people took it, took off their helmets, and started eating.
"Old Li is also dead. He snatched my head yesterday, but he died today. It is said that he died in the hands of a spiritual cultivator from Xuanming Kingdom and was crushed to death by a large-scale offensive magical power.
Dead without the strength to resist, hey, fewer and fewer of our group of players are surviving." Li Pingfeng said with some emotion.
"Tan You died. He also died this morning." Yang Bin said in a somewhat depressed tone.
When Xiao Zhi heard this, he sighed sadly.
Tan You had fought alongside him before. As a scout, he had gone deep into the territory of Xuanming Kingdom without dying. Unexpectedly, he died on this battlefield.
Some more players came over one after another. Some of them had broken armor and wounds on their bodies. Even those who were not injured had unconcealable fatigue on their faces.
After fighting on the battlefield for so many days, the enthusiasm and ambition at the beginning have been almost worn away.
Xiao Zhi kept taking out monster meat from the storage ring and throwing it to these players.
The Dachang army was provided with food, but it only provided some ordinary dry food and little wild animal meat.
Therefore, Xiao Zhi, who has a storage ring, acts as a mobile supply station for the players, providing them with food.
In the end, a total of forty people gathered here.
After Xiao Zhi distributed a piece of monster meat jerky to the last player who came over, he sighed softly and said: "Including me, there are only 46 players left in our team today.
One morning, five more people died in battle. What happened this morning? There were a lot of people killed in battle."
When everyone heard this, they were silent and did not speak.
After Duan Yi swallowed the dried monster meat in his hand, he said: "Brother Zhi, I want to leave the battlefield. After so many days, I have almost tempered myself. If I continue, in addition to earning some national
Apart from the battle merit points, it has no meaning anymore."
Hearing this, Xie Ke also said: "The key is that if you are not strong enough, you will not be able to earn any national war merit points."
Hearing this, other players also spoke one after another.
There are actually many players who have the same idea as Duan Yi, but they just didn't have the nerve to say it out loud before.
After all, if you go to the battlefield and think about leaving before the battle is over, you are considered a deserter in any world.
We are all young people, thin-skinned, and still care about face.
Besides, this battlefield is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want.
There is also military law in the army, and the punishment for deserters is extremely severe no matter what time and space it is.
After Xiao Zhi thought about it for a moment, he looked at Yang Bin: "What do you mean by the army of sentient beings? I am the patrol envoy of Beilan Road. After calling Yang Xu together, I can speak more or less in the army. If the army of sentient beings agrees to retreat,
, I can take you away from the battlefield."
Yang Bin swallowed the dried meat he was chewing in his mouth and said, "Let me ask."
After saying this, he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.
The soil layer here is normal, not the bloody mud ground on the battlefield.
After a while, Yang Bin opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Zhi, and said: "The army of sentient beings agrees to our retreat."
When the players heard this, their faces showed expressions of joy, it was great, they could finally leave this hellish place.
Xiao Zhi heard the words and nodded: "Okay, there's no need to delay, just wait here for a while, I'll go to the coach and tell you, and I'll take you away from the battlefield now."
After that, he stood up, took out his set of general armor from the storage ring, put it on, and walked towards the location of the army commander Fuchen Zhenren.
Soon, Xiao Zhi came back with a black iron token in his hand, followed by Yang Xu.
"Come on, follow me." Xiao Zhi said.
The players all stood up and followed Xiao Zhi, preparing to leave.
Li Pingfeng asked: "Xiao Zhi, are you going to leave with us, or..."
Xiao Zhi said: "Let's send you away first. I estimate that I will have to stay on this battlefield for a while."
"To kill Yong Yule?"
"Well, that's right." Xiao Zhi nodded and said: "In addition to our team of players, there are many players in the army. I brought you here. I can only take you away from the battlefield, I have no right.
If we take them away, they will have no choice but to stay on the battlefield. These players can serve as my eyesights and help me keep an eye on Yong Yu Le."
