Maybe the casualties were too heavy; maybe Wu Jie used shocking methods to lower the morale of the Western Qin soldiers to the freezing point; maybe Qin Ying finally knew that he was not easy to mess with, even if he could capture the Sun Destruction Fortress in a short time, he would still have to fight for it.
I'm afraid it's just a dream to hold on; maybe Qin Ying just wanted his brother Qin Nan to suffer. In short, no matter what the reason, the arrogant Qin Ying's group army slowly retreated, leaving behind the corpses of countless comrades.
Under the cold moonlight, if I hadn't seen the broken limbs and the blood flowing like a river, would this have been a mid-level SS mission? Wu Jie really suspected that it was just a nightmare.
However, he breathed a sigh of relief temporarily. Looking at Lieutenant General Jin Hao, commander of the 5th Army, who climbed to the top of the city with residents transporting food, supplies and weapons, Wu Jie could not cry. The 5th Army that had just been handed over to him
The elite troops of the 9th Regiment of the 13th Division had a thousand people. After half a day of fighting, only seventy-six of them survived, including himself. How could he see him? Although it was just a game, the blood of the war gave way to
Wu Jie felt the disaster caused by human greed.
After paying a serious military salute to Wu Jie, Jin Hao said in a low voice: "On behalf of the empire, I commend the 9th Regiment for its outstanding military exploits. You defeated the elite infantry of the entire regiment of 'Cobra'. This battle caused the enemy to be in disarray and lose morale. You defended to the death
Aisle leading to the Sun-Destroying Cannon."
Wu Jie suddenly choked up and was speechless.
"How many soldiers died to achieve such a result? If this is war, isn't it too cruel?" He asked himself silently, because he had long regarded these soldiers as brothers and friends in his heart. "General
It is not wrong at all.
Jin Hao said calmly: "You should seize the time and rest where you are! I will call in a reserve regiment to assist you in the defense. Although Qin Ying withdrew tonight, Qin Nan will not let us have an easy time." After saying this, he gently said
The ground sighed.
Jin Hao's prediction was extremely accurate. He had just walked less than a cup of tea when the mighty horn of the Western Qin soldiers' attack sounded again. "Bai Qi!" Countless Western Qin soldiers shouted in unison the name of the most famous general of the Western Qin Empire.
They swarmed in in a group charge without fear of death. For a moment, there was no other sound in my ears, and their momentum was so huge that it had the potential to swallow up the sky and the earth.
"Damn it, is this the difficulty of a medium-level SS mission?" Tianbian Guhong was stunned when he saw this.
"..." The other players in the temporary brotherhood team in the team were speechless. Facing the enemy NPC soldiers with strong capital, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts.
Wu Jie kept his smile calmly and looked at the ant-like enemy troops nonchalantly. However, he could not help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, but that was something that he must not show even a little bit. Because he knew that he was now the commander of a team.
As an officer, every move affects the morale of the entire regiment of soldiers. They rely on his calmness to maintain their nervous and depressed mood. His slight mistakes will lead to a devastating defeat, and Wu Jie will eventually become the "eternal sinner of Chu".
".
"The bastards who are not afraid of death are here again. Brothers, since they say 'white rise', then we will kill them until they all raise the white flag." Wu Jie's voice was still heard amidst the hundreds of thousands of enemy and our soldiers neighing with joy.
It was transmitted very clearly to the ears of every soldier at the top of the city. In an instant, the burning fireballs were like meteor showers falling from the sky, pouring on the heads of the enemies who were climbing crazily. The shouts of "Bai Qi!" suddenly became weaker.
Instead, they were mixed with extremely high-pitched screams. Countless enemies jumped off the ladder in mid-air with no way to escape, or simply turned into fireballs and fell down with howls.
But the good times did not last long. After all, the number of "fireballs" tied up with straw and dead branches was limited, and they could not withstand unlimited consumption. Finally, the enemy began to climb the city again, and suddenly another hand-to-hand combat began, and the iron halberd
, Chang Ge, Crazy Sword, and Battle Ax shined with a biting and vicious light in this chaotic iron-blooded night, mercilessly inserting into the enemy's chest, abdomen, head and neck...
"Captain, commander!" Wu Jie was half-consciously pushed awake by his own soldiers, feeling a splitting pain in his head. The dazzling sunlight shone in unscrupulously from the window, and it was already the afternoon of a new day. After several days of continuous fighting, the result was that
Exhausted, he returned to the bedroom in the barracks and fell into a deep sleep as soon as he got on the bed. The face of the private soldier Xiao Lin was filled with extreme anxiety and uneasiness, as well as unconcealable sadness and indignation. Wu Jie suddenly had a premonition.
Feeling a strong uneasiness, he suddenly calmed down. "What's the matter?" He looked into Xiao Lin's eyes and asked pretending to be calm.
Xiao Lin's tears fell silently, and he sobbed: "Commander Jin Hao, he..." Wu Jie felt his brain buzzing and went blank. In the haze, he heard his other self fiercely grabbing Xiao Lin's neck and roaring fiercely.
, "What's wrong with him?"
Xiao Lin's choking was stopped by Wu Jie's ferocious face. He stammered: "He...he...sacrificed..."
Wu Jie barely held on to the back of the chair to prevent himself from falling, and said tremblingly: "Take me there quickly." Xiao Lin seemed to have regained his usual alertness at this moment, and hurriedly prepared his horse...
Lieutenant General Jin Hao's body lay quietly in the coffin, his majestic and solemn face was unusually peaceful, and he did not seem to feel any pain before his death. Dozens of wreaths were placed in front of the coffin, signed by almost all senior members of the 3rd Army.
The name of the general, the foot of the wall in the mourning hall, and even the entire courtyard were covered with white flowers that cried silently. It was the most sincere blessing in the hearts of the officers and soldiers of the group.
Is this just a game? Wu Jie didn't know if so many people would come to pay homage when he died in this game. Standing in front of the mourning hall, his heart was filled with sadness. The sudden passing of Commander Jin Hao brought
It brought endless regrets and extremely pessimistic predictions about the prospects of the war. Although he was just promoted to commander, he was the leader of the 5th Army who had accumulated power for many years. Now that he is gone, will the 5th Army still be able to survive?
Can they be as united as before? Wu Jie doesn't know. But he knows that he can never repay his kindness! Without his recommendation, he would still be a trainee warrior. Without him, even if he took over the epic
Wu Jie, who plays the main line camp mission "Warring States Period", is still unknown.
"What are you worried about?" A faint and even incompetent voice sounded from behind. At some point, an old man of about half a century sitting in a wheelchair appeared at the entrance of the mourning hall. He was covered with a thick velvet quilt from the waist down, obviously.
Although he has a disability, his face is always filled with an optimistic and enterprising spirit. There is no trace of sadness in his gentle and kind eyes. Wu Jie seemed to be infected by his optimism, and his mood improved a lot unconsciously.
However, his expression was even more confused. He never expected that the commander of the 4th Army, Zhong Taiyuan, would be sitting in a wheelchair after not seeing him for a few days.
Zhong Taiyuan didn't seem to care about other people's eyes at all, and still said calmly: "Old Jin was assassinated by enemy masters disguised as ordinary Western Qin soldiers. I was lucky, my life was not taken away, but I couldn't move." I
Listening silently, not knowing what to say, it seems that listening is the best response at this moment.
Zhong Taiyuan looked at Jin Hao's coffin and said affectionately: "Old Jin, Old Jin, you left in such a hurry. You didn't have time to do many things. Brother, let me help you." Suddenly he turned and stared at Wu Jie, "Actually,
, Lao Jin has paid attention to you for a long time. He originally expected to let you take over as the commander of the 5th Army after retirement. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to recommend it... Do you know why?" Wu Jie was stunned and speechless.
Zhong Taiyuan suddenly became serious, as if he was a different person, "Because you are ruthless. It's not a matter of nurture, but you are born ruthless. A true iron-blooded soldier who wants to face the war is invincible."
If you are invincible, all other qualities are bullshit. Just one word is enough - ruthless. Whoever is ruthless enough can survive. As the saying goes, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. War is like two evil wolves meeting on a narrow road. In addition to eating
If you lose the opponent, you will have no choice but to be eaten by the opponent. There is no other choice."
No matter how calm Wu Jie was, he never expected to hear such shocking words. Was he born ruthless enough? No, if so, he would not be forced to give up the ideal he pursued throughout his life in reality, go to sea sadly, or even just enter the game.
To escape reality. In the game, he is ruthless because of his natural character. He is not a person who gives up easily. In the eyes of others, does he become ruthless by nature? In shock, Zhong Taiyuan's voice is still very clear.
The words reached his ears, "Lao Jin has 'retired', and I will leave the military affairs to you in the future. Young man, do your best! If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me at any time."
That night, Wu Jie lay on the bed in the game and stayed awake all night.
It wasn't just that night? He didn't know how many sleepless nights he had spent. He just felt that he could fall asleep by leaning on anything. His fatigue was like a disease that had been lingering for many years and refused to leave easily. He forgot how many enemies he had shot.
; I forgot how many masters I killed; I forgot which batch of reserve teams I changed (I don’t remember their numbers at all); I forgot how many comrades’ lives passed away quietly, like a faint sad love song.
In his eyes, there is only the passage leading to the "Sun-Destroying" cannon. Whenever the enemy's colored battle armor flashes on the top of the city, the sword will chop at it without hesitation, and the sword style will be abandoned in the mechanical killing.
Instead of all the bells and whistles, only the pure killing intent is left. Often a simple blow of a knife can actually make people feel irresistible, extremely cruel, indestructible, and extremely terrifying. I don’t know from which day there will be no more enemies.
He escaped from this knife that had been tested and corrected by almost all the masters of a hundred of the most elite divisions. Strictly speaking, this knife was not so much created by Wu Jie himself as it was a participation in this boring but absolutely terrifying game.
War is practiced by all enemies who have devoted all their wisdom and experience to him.
Therefore, the name of this sword is - "Soul Eater".
Until the darkest moment before dawn on this day, when the enemy's attack had just ended and before they retreated to the camp, the overwhelming sound of hooves ended the sad and humiliating ten days and ten nights. A counterattack like a tsunami and landslide began, with countless cavalry leading
The desire for revenge of countless heroic souls in the Chu Empire seemed to emerge from the ground and impacted the enemy's camp. The situation was reversed in just a thought. The reinforcements, which could not have arrived so quickly, were led by the light cavalry who rushed in lightly.
, finally arrived at the Sun Fortress at the darkest moment.
Standing at the top of the city and watching the enemy troops retreating in an orderly manner without any confusion, we could only watch them leave, because our knights could almost fall asleep on their horses. "The attack was simply a bluff! The large army is still far away.
It will take at least three days to reach the mountainous area. If those two princes are really veterans who have fought for many years, this trick would have been seen through long ago." Lei Huo, whose eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, was actually interested in criticizing. Wu Jie was too lazy to pay attention to him.
, and had no intention of counting the few 5th officers and soldiers at the top of the city, he walked straight back to the small courtyard that only belonged to him with one step and three shakes, and crossed his legs to start the mental technique of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Clan". When he felt that his physical strength was restored,
