The Thunderbolt Legion marches.

The Blood Legion defended it.

This is a plan that has been set from the beginning, this time the war can be described as sudden, time is pressing, both sides are not too fully prepared, once the real firefight, the fight is the fighting spirit.

The scorching sun covered the barren mountains in the western border of Nanyun, under the scorching sun, the soldiers of the bloody army were busy shuttling, the military trucks under the mountain were stop-and-go, more and more heavy firepower weapons approached the barren mountain, and the whole mountain was a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Lieutenant General Cheng Huining, the commander of the Black Dragon Legion, stood quietly on the top of the mountain, looking at the busy scene below, with a solemn expression.

This general, who has been guarding the northeastern frontier of Middle-earth all the year round, does not look like a soldier at all, his figure is thin, his appearance is elegant, and he looks like a gentleman, if he takes off that majestic military uniform, he looks more like a profound and gentle professor and scholar, or a Confucian general.

The thunderous drums surged in the air, and the thirteen war drums of the family and country sounded at the same time, enveloping the entire Nanyun border, and the drums were rough and heroic, with a power that was enough to shake the soul.

Cheng Huining listened to the increasingly intense drum beating, not only was the whole person not excited, but a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, looking eager and anxious.

"It's going to be faster. ”

The movements of the soldiers under the mountain were tense but orderly, and Cheng Huining wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead casually and whispered to himself.

"Huining, there has been a firefight on the handsome side. ”

Amid the sound of war drums that shook the sky, a middle-aged man wearing a major general's uniform quickly passed through the busy crowd and rushed directly to the top of the mountain.

"Not surprising. ”

Cheng Huining shook his head solemnly, pointed to the direction where the drum came from, and said, "Just listen to the drum, stop, how much time do we need?"

The corners of the major general's mouth moved, and his face was a little bleak and decadent, this was originally a very handsome man, but his face at this time was indescribably ugly.

"About three hours. ”

He gritted his teeth and whispered, "It will take at least two and a half hours before we can build a perfect line of defense." ”

"Two and a half hours..."

Cheng Huining shook his head with a wry smile and said calmly: "Time is definitely not enough." ”

"I know!"

Bai Zhijing roared in a low voice, and his handsome face was a little hideous: "But I know my troops, this time, is already the fastest, there is no better way." ”

Bai Zhijing, one of the core figures of the Bai family of the Zhongzhou Wealthy Group, the commander of the second division of the Blood Legion, the second division is a mountain combat division, although the comprehensive strength is not the top in the blood army, but their equipment configuration, the training they receive on weekdays is the most suitable for mountain combat, here is infinitely close to the border, in front of a wasteland in Annam, the rear is a primeval forest, in the center of this rolling mountain range is the most suitable battlefield for Bai Zhijing and his second division to play, after a preliminary survey of the terrain, Dongcheng Invincible directly ordered, let Bai Zhijing take the second division here to form the first line of defense in the west。

However, compared to the five dark forces, Zhongzhou's preparation is still too insufficient after all, and it takes time to inspect the terrain, implement the battle plan, arrange troops, and then mobilize troops and set up defense lines.

Although the efficiency of the Frontier Forbidden Corps is amazing, it involves more than 100,000 troops, and one thing after another is done, and it finally comes to this moment.

Now that most of the things have been done, only the last step is missing, batch after batch of heavy firepower weapons are being transferred from the headquarters of the bloody legion, installed and erected, and finally form an extremely powerful firepower line on the border, once these tasks are done, it will be much easier to just defend it, and the pressure on the entire border will be reduced.

Unfortunately, now they don't have time.

The 10,000 elites led by Dongcheng Invincible are in front of their right, if the two sides are not counted left and right, only the longitudinal distance is about five kilometers, at this time, the drums and drums of the family and country are shaking the sky, which has completely indicated that Dongcheng Invincible has begun to exchange fire with the people of the dark forces of Wuda.

This also shows that in their direction, the enemy is also on the way to charge, and the distance from here is only five kilometers at most.

After all, it is impossible for them to charge in batches, and in the case of time constraints, the other party will definitely press all at once.

It would take another two and a half hours for the 2nd Division to build a perfect defensive line.

But the enemy's five-kilometer rapid march, no matter how large the number of people, could not have traveled for such a long time, at most an hour was enough.

The remaining hour and a half was the most difficult test for Cheng Huining and Bai Zhijing.

They only have two options.

The first is to use the lives of the soldiers of the Second Division to exchange time and allocate some people to set up a line of fire, but in this way, most of the troops of the Second Division will have to be transferred, and a small number of people will set up a line of fire, and the time it will take is destined to be longer, and no one is sure whether it will succeed in the end.

The second option is to retreat back now and abandon the mountain.

How to choose?

The sweat on Cheng Huining's forehead became more and more, but his eyes were still as calm as before, and his gaze slowly swept over the mountain range, silent.

This mountain range can be said to be the most favorable terrain in the west, nearly six kilometers long, but both sides are all peaks, the mountain is not high, but the slope is very steep, it can be described as a natural danger, only the slope of this mountain where he is now has a slightly slower slope, if the enemy wants to enter the middle continent, it can be said that it is the only way, but the width of this mountain slope is only about three hundred meters, and both sides are full of steep mountain walls.

From the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China to the past few decades, Zhongzhou and Annam have been in constant conflict for this place, and countless disputes have broken out in large and small places.

"Can't be withdrawn!"

Cheng Huining suddenly spoke, his voice was soft, but there was a resolute glint in his calm eyes.

Bai Zhijing raised his head sharply and glared at Cheng Huining, opening his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"As long as we hold here, we can buy time for a few lines of defense in the rear. If the other party wants to invade from the west, they can only go here, unless they are willing to take a detour of dozens of kilometers to step on the minefield that has existed for many years. Stop, we are not ready, and the defense line behind is also not ready, no matter what, we can't retreat!"

Cheng Huining's tone became calmer and calmer.

"But it will take time for us to retreat, and for them to pursue. ”

Bai Zhijing clenched his fists and roared with a distorted face.

"Confused!"

Cheng Huining's face sank, and he said coldly: "This place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, if we really abandon here, once the other party enters and disperses, there will be endless troubles! Moreover, if we retreat without a fight, this place is tantamount to being directly given to the other party, once the other party occupies this place, how can it be easily handed over? At that time, the western border of Nanyun in the middle of the continent may be bounded by here, even if we want to fight, how much price we need to pay for this kind of terrain, don't you understand? You feel sorry for your troops now, and sooner or later you will all take it in!"

Bai Zhijing closed his eyes in pain, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't speak, how could he not understand the big truth? He was also unwilling to retreat, since the establishment of the Border Forbidden Corps, there has not been a single deserter in big and small battles, but in this situation, if he wants to defend to the death, in the case that the line of fire has not been erected, it is completely fighting with his troops, and after this battle, how many people will die in the second division? As long as he thought about it, Bai Zhijing's heart couldn't help but twitch.

"You know what you have to do. ”

Cheng Huining took a deep look at Bai Zhijing, and patted him on the shoulder with a big hand: "If we withdraw here, our rear will be exposed, although we are not as good as the main battlefield on the side of the marshal, but it is just as important." The opponent's target is the entire Blood Legion, and if they are allowed to break through from here, the enemy army will be endless, and the Blood Legion will be in danger at that time. ”

"If the Blood Legion is really wiped out or suffered heavy losses, even if we win on the East Island, then what we will gain will be limited. After all, there are nearly 160,000 bloody legions, and if they are gone, how can Zhongzhou make up for this hole?

"And don't forget, in the decisive battle on Long Island, even if we win, we need to send people to defend it. If the Blood Legion is broken, the Snow Dance Legion, which was supposed to go to Long Island to guard, will most likely be used to fill the vacancy of the Blood Legion in the end, and in the end, what will we get?"

"And Huating, when the battle broke out here, Huating was also in danger, we were prepared, but the other party would not be idle, otherwise from the beginning of the decisive battle on Long Island, we would regard it as the strength of the country, the strategy of the whole country?

Cheng Huining's tone became more and more severe, and the whole person erupted with a burst of unparalleled might.

Bai Zhijing's body trembled uncontrollably, he clenched his fists tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I understand, you don't need to say it, the second division will go up, I will stand at the front, and I will not retreat!"

"I will work with you to buy time for the Blood Legion and for the Nanyun West. ”

Cheng Huining looked ahead, his smile was gentle and elegant, and a vast darkness gradually appeared on the Annam Plain at the end of his sight, the dust was rising, and the earth was trembling.

"I'll do it anyway. ”

An old and gentle voice suddenly sounded in the mountains.

The voice was not high, gentle and quiet, but it sounded clearly in everyone's ears, calm and confident.

Cheng Huining and Bai Zhijing, who were staring at the front with a solemn face, suddenly turned back.

In the line of sight, there are vast mountains and forests, non-stop transport vehicles, and busy shuttle soldiers.

But in the depths of the mountains and forests, there is a mighty momentum that is enough to make all living beings tremble!

Passionate and surging, unparalleled in the world!

An old Zhongzhou Star Flag appeared in everyone's sight, the flagpole more than ten meters long was held in people's hands, the cold wind blew in the mountains and forests, but the huge flag at the end of the flagpole was frozen like a knife, motionless.

The old man holding the star flag appeared suddenly, and he walked out of the mountain forest without hurrying, but every step crossed a distance of dozens of meters and quickly approached this mountain range.

That kind of shuddering momentum keeps climbing, sweeping in the valley of the western realm, and the fighting spirit soars into the sky!

A scarlet banner that freezes like a sword.

Shattered clothes.

Old countenance.

Soaring into the sky.

At this moment, one person and one flag seemed to crowd the whole world.

Stand tall in the sky.

"Stop!"

The outermost patrol soldier finally reacted, and subconsciously picked up the gun in his hand and pointed it at the old man.

At the moment of the war, an unidentified but outrageous old man came to the battlefield alone with a star flag, no matter how strange this thing looks, the patrol soldiers will never think that he is his own because of a flag in the other party's hand.

"Who are you?!"

Among the patrol soldiers, a lieutenant held the gun in his hand and looked at the old man in front of him calmly.

"I..."

The old man held the flagpole and stood in front of the patrol, his eyes seemed to be a little dazed.

"I'm a veteran of Middle-earth. ”

His eyes were deeply fixed on the mountain range in front of him, and he said softly, "My name is Li Honghe." Nineteen years ago, my son died in the mountains ahead. ”

It's sacrifice.

When he said these two words, the old man's tone was exceptionally clear, with a kind of stubbornness.

"Li Honghe?"

The lieutenant was stunned, holding the gun, and subconsciously muttered, "It seems familiar..."

Li Honghe smiled, grabbed the flagpole in his hand, and said in a calm tone: "More than twenty years ago, the Border Guard Regiment was established at my suggestion. ”

He ignored the sluggish group of soldiers, and took one step, and the figure had already appeared directly at the foot of the mountain.

He finally slowed down, but his momentum grew stronger.

Cheng Hui would rather stare at the old man in front of him, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He never imagined that in a scene like today, he would actually see this highness who lived in seclusion on the border of Nangumo.

Entered the invincible realm at the age of thirty-eight, killed six invincible realm masters in his life, ranked first on the god list for ten years, fought a hundred battles in his life, and never tasted defeat!

Defend the Central Continent, town North America, crisscross the African continent, look down on the South American heroes, and coerce an era.

It was the first half of the glorious life, shining brightly and invincible in the world.

He is Li Honghe.

It was the former god of war in Middle-earth.

He is now a veteran of Middle-earth.

It is the faith of all people in an era.

Cheng Huining's eyes were in a trance, faintly, he seemed to have returned to more than twenty years ago, back to the time when he had just joined the Border Guard Legion.

At that time, he stood beside another Highness, and was personally awarded the rank of lieutenant colonel by His Highness in front of him.

At that time, he personally carried the rank of military on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "The boys are good, do a good job, protect the family and defend the country." ”

It was the most glorious era of the Lee family.

It was the era when the Beihai Wang Clan and the Li Clan joined forces, which was enough to make the entire dark world prostrate under their feet.

When that era passed, when the light of the Li clan dissipated, time made a rumbling sound in silence, passing quickly.

In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty years have passed.

The former god of war in Middle-earth is no longer there, and what appears in front of him now is a gray-haired veteran of Middle-earth.

Grievance, helplessness, desolation, falling from the peak to the dust, from the god of war to a veteran, this old man who has dedicated everything for Middle-earth, no matter what he has experienced, from beginning to end, he has been silent and has no regrets.

It's just that the former god of war is no longer there.

Only one veteran with the flag remained.

In the line of sight, Li Honghe was still walking slowly, from the mountain to the mountain.

But Cheng Huining was already in tears for some reason.

For the flag that has worn out in the wind and frost of twenty years.

For the veterans in front of them.

At this moment, Cheng Huining is not the commander of the Black Dragon Legion, he is not the lieutenant general of Zhongzhou, and he is just a veteran in front of this veteran who risks everything for Zhongzhou.

A veteran who joined the Frontier Forbidden Corps in the first batch, and has always existed, has been fighting.

The mountain breeze blows, and the mountain tops are silent.

An excited, crying, mad voice sounded hoarsely on the top of the mountain, as if it had exhausted all its strength.

"Cheng Huining, a veteran of the Border Forbidden Legion, has seen His Highness!"

"The veteran of the Border Forbidden Legion has seen His Highness!"

"Liu Chuanhai, a veteran of the Border Forbidden Legion, has seen His Highness!"

"Fu Guoqiang, a veteran of the Border Forbidden Legion, has seen His Highness!"

Up and down the mountain, one figure after another knelt down on one knee on the road Li Honghe walked, trying their best, and roaring hoarsely.

It was a fanatical roar, akin to faith.

This is the oldest group of people in the Second Division, and none of them have a rank lower than that of a lieutenant colonel, and each of them has a rank higher than the current Li Honghe, but now, they are just a veteran.

The flagpole in Li Honghe's hand fluctuated slightly, and then froze again.

"Get up. ”

Li Honghe slowly walked to the top of the mountain, spoke softly, and said softly: "You guys are good. ”

Everyone's faces turned red with excitement, and they roared with all their might: "I am willing to kill the enemy with His Highness!"

"Not necessarily. ”

Li Honghe didn't look back, he passed by Cheng Huining and Bai Zhijing, stood at the front of the mountain, and said softly: "You hurry up and build a defense line, I will block them, but I have limited time, you have to hurry." ”

"Your Highness..."

Cheng Huining's voice trembled slightly, and Bai Zhijing changed color even more.

"You guys go and help, too. ”

Li Honghe chuckled lightly and said without questioning: "Hurry up, I don't have much time." ”

Cheng Huining wanted to say something more, but Bai Zhijing on the side had already tugged at his sleeve and shook his head slightly.

Li Honghe didn't look back, and walked slowly down the hill alone.

The dust rose from the wasteland in front of them, and a large black crowd charged at full speed, like a black tide, rushing forward.

The enemy army had no banner and did not wear military uniforms, and Li Honghe could not tell who the other party was, and he did not bother to identify it.

No dark force has been able to mobilize so many people on the border of Middle-earth, and most of them, no matter what their current identities are, are just a façade, and their true identity is only one.

Li Honghe smiled, and the flagpole in his hand slammed into the ground.

The scarlet flag, which is more than ten meters long, suddenly flew in the wind!

At this moment, in the mountains behind Li Honghe, everything in the second division seemed to have completely disappeared, and in everyone's sight, there were only those few people and one flag!

The wind was chilling.

Li Honghe stood quietly under the banner, behind him was the entrance of the mountain range less than three hundred meters, and he stood in the middle, his seemingly weak body seemed to block the entire Central Continent.

The black tide in front of us was approaching, getting closer and closer.

Li Honghe's expression became more and more gentle.

He was born in the best era, from childhood to old age, in this life, he carried not only the glory of the Li family, but also the pride of the Li family.

Middle-earth God of War, fight for the country!

Lee's obsession is concentrated in him, and perhaps it will also disappear from him.

Li Maniac is a generation of heroes, he may be willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of the Li family, but his character is not destined to become a soldier who is desperate to defend his family and country.

He has ambition and desire.

When the Frontier Forbidden Army was established, Li Honghe hoped that he could find his mission and responsibility in this pure iron-blooded atmosphere, but as a result, he did not really commit treason, but died.

Li Tianlan's future is still unclear, and his childhood experience is also destined to make it impossible for him to guard the country as loyal and almost stubbornly as Li Honghe.

There are three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, and in the end, only Li Honghe seems to be the purest.

Whether it is the god of war or a veteran, what he does is to protect his family and defend the country.

In all conscience.

"Impartial, no annoyance... A lifetime of indecision, if you can die here, it will be a destination. ”

In the wind, Li Honghe whispered to himself, his wise eyes full of ease.

The black tide in front of him rushed wildly, like a mountain and a sea, unstoppable.

Li Honghe's already somewhat rickety body straightened up suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to grasp the flying flag.

Swept!

The flag swept through the bitter wind, like thunder blasting through the wasteland.

Heaven and earth trembled.

A sword qi nearly a hundred zhang long rushed into the sky in an instant, and the infinite sword light rushed into the black tide composed of the crowd in front of it with an incomparably heroic momentum, and the sky collapsed under the sword light, and the vast sword light tore through the sky, and a large area of blood rain erupted unscrupulously.

The endless black tide stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed forward, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Li Honghe frantically danced the star flag in his hand, and one after another sword light that was hundreds of feet long rushed into the crowd, bursting out of the bloody light.

The wasteland is stained with blood.

The banner is stained with blood.

The sword light is surging like a waterfall.

Flags flutter like dragons.

Fight to the death!

Nineteen years ago, where the glory of the Li clan fell, Li Honghe held a big flag, with the last afterglow of the Li clan, in the sprayed blood and the sword light in the sky, burning almost in despair.