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Chapter 1577 The wind rises at the end of Qingping, and the waves form between gentle waves!

The negative information of the Battle of Mingsha Valley was pressed by Bai Jian.

The commanders at the rear can only learn about some superficial situations through limited channels.

For example, the human army is again like a bamboo, and it has advanced seven kilometers forward, and successfully fixed the front to 16 kilometers of Mingsha Valley.

The name of the head of the commander of the Corporation of the Corps also became more and more loud in the sound of this Jie report. People only knew that he won the battle and led the soldiers to throw a helmet and abandon the armor, and fled.

As for how many people have died in this cruel war, the official claim is currently being stressed.

Because the overall progress of the war seems to be too smooth, it has made great progress all the way, and the momentum is unstoppable. Therefore, not many people in the rear will focus on the casualties.

After all, if there are major casualties, the alien will have begun to counterattack, and the human beings will not be able to count these results.

For the party Zhixian, it is undoubtedly a peaceful pill, which made him put it down in the air.

It is worthy of being the chief commander of the Longqi Department. Su Duben's close relatives. If there is no Bai Jian covering it in this regard, even if you win the battle now, even if you do not accept the punishment, you must be adjusted to the Sand Valley and go to other front lines.

"Use 600,000 people to help me act?"

After receiving the information from the cursing tiger, the party Zhixian's heart became more and more stable.

According to the current situation, there are three to five victories, and the front has been advanced for ten kilometers. Even if the number of casualties in the previous battle is indeed amazing, Bai Jian will never pull him down from the position of the general commander commander.

Then, then

As long as you re -control the command of the 500,000 Army of the Pioneer Legion, wait for the First Corps to prepare a more thoughtful ambush plan.

"Next time, there will never be such a lunatic."

"I have to take a good look, you can escape a few times to hunt!"

Elastic

The Battle of Mingsha Valley is steadily promoting.

Regarding the rescue of the Hundreds of Mountains, the front line did not give up completely.

Most of the recruits after training have been put on this battlefield.

You San's alien tribe and human legion can explode hundreds of large and small battles almost every day.

Of course, the winning rate between humans and aliens is about eighty -two.

Human eight, alien two.

In most battles, by relying on weapons and terrain advantages, humans can crush the different ethnic groups with absolute advantages and achieve great victory.

A small number of battles have caused certain casualties because they did not know the strength of the opponent, and they lost the battle.

The fundamental reason for such a disparate gap must be traced back to the arrangement of the five major royal family.

Because the distance between their respective positions is not uniform to the distance between the Hundreds of Mountains, and the number of people in each tribe is also different, this directly leads to the different time when they rush to the Baijie Mountains.

Some tribes that moved quickly and were relatively close entered the Baiduan Mountains early, but were not affected much.

However, some foreigners who set out late are still on the road. They came to the Baiduan Mountains with unfamiliar places. They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they became the target of training for new recruits.

Head-to-head confrontation?

The first regiment of the foreign race had to avoid three points, and it was possible to win by sneak attack from the side, let alone the foreign tribes engaged in production in the rear area.

Looking for support?

Not to mention, if these aliens knew the specific situation in the mountains, they would probably be furious to death.

Since the five royal families did not clearly define the behavioral boundaries between the different tribes before the plan was implemented, this resulted in conflicts between tribes being destined to not be properly resolved.

On the first day, the two tribes may just have a verbal quarrel and just tolerate it.

But if they meet again the next day, the quarrel may escalate into a pushing and fighting.

There was no one to mediate these conflicts. In the early days, they might have been able to tolerate it for the same goal. However, as more and more tribes couldn't bear it, the disputes between the tribes not only did not stop, but intensified.

In order to compete for limited resources, such as ores for making weapons, rivers with sufficient water, and those territories that have an advantage in battles, tribes large and small do not hesitate to fight, and internal conflicts continue to intensify.

Some stronger tribes relied on their own powerful force to try to annex the weaker tribes in order to strengthen their own strength and dominate this chaotic situation.

The weaker tribes had to unite to resist in order to survive.

At the same time, when the internal fighting among alien tribes was fierce, human harassment made things worse, making the situation of some alien tribes even more difficult.

A few days ago, there were only some scattered mercenary teams operating in the Baiduan Mountains.

It is in line with the stereotyped perception of mercenaries within the alien race.

Most mercenaries can only rely on their own flexibility to harass the outside, and carry out small-scale attacks from time to time, which are generally harmless.

However, in recent days, the situation has changed dramatically.

Those originally scattered mercenaries actually gathered together, and the number increased. From the first few dozen people, they quickly grew to hundreds, two hundred, and even headed straight for the target of three hundred people.

Although compared with the tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of alien races, these two hundred or so people seem to be nothing to mention.

But under human firepower, it is difficult to realize the advantage of personnel.

More and more tribes with a population of 100,000 people have been attacked and wiped out. Even tribes with a population of more than 100,000 people often suffer heavy losses when they encounter raids.

This group of people has a very clear division of labor. Some are responsible for attracting the attention of foreign warriors, while others take the opportunity to sneak into the tribe and destroy important facilities and supplies.

When most people were awakened in their sleep and picked up their weapons in a panic, it was too late.

The supplies are burned, or they have to surrender to other surrounding alien tribes, or they have to plunder those small tribes.

Under the cycle of malignant, the contradictions within the alien are increasing and faster.

In addition, many trained soldiers also appeared in the Bailian Mountains.

According to the news from the five royal clan, these soldiers were guerrilla soldiers who had fled to the direction of the Baili Mountains before, and most of them were recruits. They were not afraid at all.

However, many foreign leaders have deep doubts about the claims of the royal family.

They witnessed the fighting strength of these so -called "recruits", and only fifty people can form an indestructible offensive position, as in the battlefield in the battlefield.

An alien tribe of 10,000 people, under the attack of this group, has no power to fight back, and was completely destroyed in a short time.

The tacit cooperation and the skillful use of tactics make each attack seemed to have been carefully planned and drilled, not like ordinary recruits can do at all.

But what's the use of not believe?

Just a week later, the leaders of various ethnic groups could obviously feel that the situation was deteriorating rapidly, and the mortal rate of patrols was increasing rapidly.

And every day there are alien tribes being wiped out. At first, only 10,000 tribes were at first, in the latter 50,000 people, 100,000 people, 200,000 people ...

There are more and more small tribes that have been destroyed by the regiment. Occasionally, medium -sized tribes are stared at by several small teams, and the survival space of the periphery is getting smaller and smaller.

Snowflake -like help information shows the central camp.

It describes the severe situation of the Hundreds of Mountains and the dilemma faced by the tribes. I urge the five royal family to send reinforcements or change the plan.

However, it was just an indifferent response. The five royal family did not give any substantial help at all. They still blindly asked them to continue to surround Su Mo, stubbornly insisting on the previous set of rhetoric.

The leaders of the aliens are full of anger and helplessness, but they dare not violate the commands of the royal family. They can only continue to fight with the scalp.

Time is also in such an urgent atmosphere, and the blink of an eye is passing in January.

Elastic

Doomsday Waste Local Calendar October 24th.

Mingsha Valley.

The wind screamed passed by, raised the dust of the sky.

The smoke on the battlefield is not scattered, and the pungent scorched smell is intertwined with the bloody smell, and it is permeated in every inch of air.

He was wrapped in the retreating army. Dang Zhixian was exhausted and his eyes were empty. He returned to the temporary camp located 57 kilometers in the valley like a walking dead.

As soon as I entered the camp, I saw Bai Jian's eyes flushed up.

Holding the collar by the other party, the strength in his hand was almost crushed, but the eyes of the party Zhixian were still dull, as if the soul remained in the tragic war just erupted, and there was no one from the eruption.

I have returned to God in the bloody fight.

"Madman! You and his mother are really a lunatic!" Bai Jian's screaming roared exhaustedly, full of anger and despair in the voice.

"Do you tell me, how many times is this?"

"You have been greedy for repeatedly, push the brothers into the fire pit again and again!"

"This time, it is a full 30,000 people! The whole 30,000 people sacrificed so much in order to cover your retreat! They are all living people, and they are good brothers we fight side by side! How can you be so selfish, how can you be so selfish,

So irresponsible! "

Bai Jian's voice became higher and higher, and in the end, it was almost growing.

Thirty -three days have passed from the first 50,000 -person war.

In between, humans and alien ethnic groups broke out for a full ninety -seventh battle.

Among them, humans won 86 games and lost only 11 games.

But in these eleven games, the additional war loss has reached 40,000 people who are horrible, and the average of 38,000 people per war and injury per game.

Dang Zhixian's lips moved slightly, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he just made a weak sigh.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes looked at each other with Bai Jian's anger.

This scene seems to be familiar with this scene, it has happened more than the first time, right?

Dang Zhixian can't help but be a little stunned.

In the eleven defeat, almost every three days he took people into a ambush circle.

But every plot seems to develop in a mold.

The ambush of the First Corps had just appeared, and it was fought back by the brave humans. It was torn out of a mouth in the surrounding circle.

The most serious one, the number of deaths and injuries reached nearly 90,000, scared that the party Zhixian had to run on the spot.

Fortunately, Bai Jian was under pressure, and the two formed a temporary alliance.

For those Mingsha Valley's war, this was only dragged and dragged, and it was still impressed by exaggerated war loss.

Even the relatives who even came to the censorship of the Sudeist faction had been confused by him without finding any clues.

"Thirty thousand people ..."

Dang Zhixian meditated in his heart. With the previous 420,000, it seems that the target line of 500,000 is only 50,000 people.

However, he knew that Master Tiger would never give up so easily.

For the 450,000 people, the alien has paid the price of nine million before and after!

To this day, the 1st Corps has been beaten, and the personnel of the second, third, and fourth three military regiments have been temporarily transferred to the gap.

Give up now, that is equivalent to all eight million people.

Must ... be sure to put all the 500,000 people from the front of the first departure legion and the 2.4 million people who are close to the Corps.

"Once again ... Give me another chance."

After a long time, Dang Zhixian said difficultly, "It is less than 40 kilometers away from the opening of Mingsha Valley, and give me another month, I will definitely take down Mingsha Valley!"

"And ... and the casualties of the alien races are more, as long as we can win the Mingsha Valley, no matter how the Soviet commander handles me, I would like it!"

"Give you another opportunity? Do you have to have a chance?" Bai Jian interrupted the party's words angrily, "450,000, 450,000 is already 450,000, do you know what this concept is?"

"Do you know, their families are still waiting for them to go back? Do you know how much did they pay for this war? And because of your own impulse, they lost their lives in vain!

Can you afford them? Are you worthy of those brothers who trust you? "

After speaking, Bai Jian loosened his dragging collar with both hands, and he collapsed on the ground in weakness, holding his head with both hands, sobbing in pain.

The camp suddenly fell into a dead silence. It wasn't until the past few minutes that Bai Jian wiped his tears and raised his head.

"Okay, okay, okay, 30,000 people, I will make up for you."

"Take down Mingsha Valley, you and I will return to the big camp together to ask for guilty!"

After hearing the words, Dang Zhixian did not speak, and turned silently out of the camp.

The familiar scene has made him unable to give birth to too much ripple.

Bai Jian's tears also made him feel no pain, and some were just greedy for warfare and unwilling to lose their status.

Even the party Zhixian has a strange feeling.

With so many brave soldiers who are not afraid of death, if he did not take these people to send death, would it have been opened up?

"Master Tiger, this is no wonder me. If you blame us, we are too dish. Obviously occupy various advantages, but every ambush will fail ..."

I thought silently in my heart that the party Zhixian was numb to his camp.

However, if he turned his head at this time, he observed Bai Jian's response with talent as he had talent at the beginning, and he would definitely discover it immediately.

The "greedy" commander has already changed into a smile at this moment.

It was a kind of smile from the bottom of my heart, and it couldn't stop it.

"Bai Jian, pay attention to the image, don't expose it."

The voice of Su Denben came from the headset. Bai Jian stunned slightly, and then reacted. There was a helplessness flashed on his face, so he had to slap himself fiercely:

"Director of the Soviet Army, can you see if you can change the person to play this play? The same drama has been performed dozens of times, I really can't stand it anymore. I just burst into tears, or I desperately entered Fenglong.

The scene of being killed twelve times was it difficult to squeeze out. ""

"Hahaha."

As soon as the words fell, the hearty laughter of Feng Tianmin was immediately coming in the headset, and then Su Deben smiled slightly.

The plan is here to go here and go beyond imagination.

The commanders who know the inside story behind are looking forward to what the truth will feel when the truth of the alien found things.

After a long while, the laughter gradually stopped.

Su Deben cleared his throat gently, and his bold voice sounded clearly in the headset again:

"The wind rises at the end of the green grass, and the waves form between the gentle waves."

"Just hold on for two more days. Now not only the Mingsha Valley, but also the pressure in the Baiduan Mountains has reached its limit."

"The bomb detonation will only happen in the next few days at most!"

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