Qin Changfeng raised his head to look at the sun, then looked at the mountains full of soldiers who had died in battle, and exhaled a filthy breath.
He didn't know how many people died today.
It is also unclear how long this battle will last in the future.
Today's war is just the first battle between Long Yan and France.
He looked at the Longyan soldiers beside him who had been fighting all night. Many of them may have left, but they surrounded Longyan City.
There are also many people who survived, but their eyes are full of complex emotions.
Is it anger, annoyance, fear...or unyielding!
The first battle ended with the defeat of the French army.
Qin Changfeng saw that the French army did not continue to attack. After losing most of their troops, they reluctantly chose to retreat.
After Qin Changfeng returned to the position, he did not rest, but immediately summoned all the troops.
He looked at the Long Yanjun who looked slightly tired on their faces, and said in a deep voice: "The battle is over. Firstly, I didn't let everyone rest, and secondly, I didn't let everyone feel sad."
"Know why!"
"Because the French, these colonial bastards, could come over at any time!"
"Although we are in a foreign country, the land under our feet and the city behind us were built brick by brick by us."
"It's our home in America, but now these colonial bastards want to invade and colonize, because they just want to take a fancy to our assets."
"Can we give it? Of course not!"
"There are also Indian brothers in the army. I don't deny that there are a large number of Indians in the French army that fought with you just now. They are fighting for France."
"I don't know why they did this, but what I can tell you now is that the Indian brothers also had a share in the Longyan City we built!"
"You are also a part of Longyan City. America is your first home and our second home. We will never allow anyone to invade this place!"
"What should we do if someone comes to invade?"
The crowd roared like a tsunami: "Kick them away, beat them away!"
Qin Changfeng nodded imperceptibly, pressed his voice, and said in a deep voice: "We don't have time to rest anymore. We may have to engage in high-intensity combat for a long time to come."
"Someone will die, and we must do a good job in dealing with the aftermath!"
"However, we cannot let down our brothers who sacrificed their lives. We must cherish every bit of hope they have given us."
Everyone listened in silence, with high fighting spirit glowing in their eyes.
Qin Changfeng saw all this.
They are now stretched thin in terms of strength. Although they won the attack against France this time, they suffered a lot of losses. It is indeed too early to start a war with the French army.
If Long Yan can develop in America for two years, no, even one year.
France has no chance to declare war with Long Yan.
"Okay, brothers who have missions, go and carry out the missions. Brothers who don't have missions, hurry up and eat and replace those brothers who have missions."
Qin Changfeng waved his hand and left silently.
He came to the command room, which was temporarily built at the front line. A night of fierce fighting made his head a little dizzy, but he could no longer afford to rest.
France has gone to war.
Although the reason for the war is still unclear, it is certain that the French army wanted to fight a full-scale war this time.
This attack left no room for relaxation at all.
It's completely an act of betrayal.
What Qin Changfeng is most worried about now is the attitude of Britain on the other side.