"Hey!"

Blood flowed from the tip of the spear, and another soldier fell.

After a few days of battlefield fighting, Qingying's use of guns became more and more profound.

He couldn't remember how many people he had killed, and a thousand killings would be enough.

He is now out of the army, and if he is alone, it seems to be a little deeper.

If you look down from above, you can see seven tips, constantly moving deeper towards the battle city troops.

In the big tent of the military camp in the battle city, the dragon demon general gently sipped the tea, smacked his lips, and slowly shook the teacup.

Zhan Jie sat on the side, his expression gloomy, and his fingertips tapped rhythmically on the table.

It looks like the battle city is in good shape, and it is not far from collapse.

The grain and grass in the rear can't keep up, the reinforcements are not enough, and if it continues like this, the battle city will be defeated sooner or later.

The military rations are getting scarcer and smaller, and they are powerless to fight, and many elemental divisions have begun to pull leaves to satisfy their hunger.

The form is very severe, and if it continues like this, it can last for half a month at most.

This half month also counts the time to return to the city after the defeat, if it is five days, they still have ten days.

Now, he only needs to hold out for two days.

The idea of fighting Yangyun is indeed a cut above him.

From the moment the news reached his hands, Zhan Jie knew that he had lost, and he had lost completely.

No one would think that Fengya would give up his children, just like Zhan Jie knew that Zhan Yuan didn't treat him very well politically, but if something happened to him, he would definitely be angry.

Now the three battlefields are all looking at the side of Windy City, the declaration of war in Zhancheng has entered the countdown, whether it can win or not, it depends on how to deal with Zhan Yangyun.

The Dragon Demon General supports Zhan Jie, he himself is an elemental master who likes to kill, and he can sit in the position of the Dragon Demon General, and his hands are stained with countless blood.

He admires Zhan Jie, the master of the main battle, Zhan Yangyun is too forbearant and calculates too much, and he doesn't like it very much.

However, if you look at the big picture, Zhan Yangyun becoming the lord of the battle city is indeed the best choice.

After this war, no matter what the victory or defeat, the battle city does not need to be plundered, but needs to be cultivated.

Zhan Yangyun's personality is the most suitable candidate for this situation.

The dragon demon general looked at Zhan Jie with some emotion, Zhan Jie was born at an inopportune time.

Or rather, this war was fueled by the people behind the war.

As long as the war starts, no matter whether it is won or lost, the final winner will be the luck of the war.

It's really a good game of chess.

They still have one only chance to turn the tables and break through the Fire City and get the first credit.

At least it won't be found.

By the time Zhan Yangyun had gathered enough evidence to overturn him, he might have already packed up his things and retired.

The corners of Zhan Jie's mouth were bitter, is his request so low now, he is just seeking to leave the field safely......

"Zhancheng boy, do you dare to come out and fight me?"

There was an arrogant roar in the air, deafening.

The dragon demon flashed a fierce light in his eyes, stepped out, and paused at the tent door: "This time, I won't let him go back easily." ”

Watching the figure of the dragon demon general sweep into the air, Zhan Jie only felt mixed feelings in his heart.

Walking to the point of generals, Zhan Jie took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The three armies have orders, the whole army will face the battle, the tactics will change themselves, and the battle achievements will be calculated as usual, I don't need you to break through as many formations as you can, you just kill me, and you can kill as many people as you can." Killing one is enough, killing a pair is earning, killing!"

"Kill!"

The blood of the soldiers in the battle city is boiling, and the fire city is not inferior in the battle spirit because of the fire in the fire, and the young faces, holding swords, fantasize about returning triumphantly and bringing glory to the family.

"Lao Hua!"

Lao Zhang let out a hoarse scream, watching Hua Fu be casually decapitated by an elemental.

After Qingying left, the Sixth Company regained its calm, and Lao Zhang had one more habit, that is, looking at the direction of the Sixth Regiment and sighing.

Everyone in the Sixth Company knows that this is Lao Zhang's feeling sorry for the missing gun king.

How could such a powerful person be transferred?

In the war, the accumulation of military merits was very fast, and Lao Zhang also played a role in fueling the flames.

On the seventh day, Lao Zhang directly promoted Qingying to the position of platoon commander. Half a month later, Qingying's exquisite skills and style of daring to fight and kill were favored by the commander of the third regiment and transferred to the company commander.

In the end, he was directly transferred to the battalion commander by the people of the Sixth Regiment.

The commander of the third regiment also blamed himself for this for a while, blaming himself for not having a good vision for others, and losing his head in the war every day.

Huafu often laughs, looking at yourself and not treating others, you think that recruits are easy to bully and have no strength.

Lao Zhang will retort, the recruit has strength, unless he is an elemental master, who would believe that a recruit is so powerful, I said that he is an elemental master, do you believe it?

Huafu replied very seriously, not believing it.

Seeing his brother who had been with him for several years die like this, Lao Zhang felt the sadness and anger in his heart spontaneously.

He has thought countless times about how he will live the rest of his life, and has thought that he may die on the battlefield or retire and spend it leisurely.

But he never thought that he would think so if his good brother Hua Fu died.

He felt that with him, he could protect the safety of Huafu, and for so many years, didn't he come over like this?

He didn't remember that he couldn't protect Huafu well, which was an insult and a question for him.

But, that's what happened to him.

Elemental, let all ordinary soldiers tremble one-on-one, an awe-inspiring title, a height that ordinary people can't reach in a lifetime......

"Ahh

Lao Zhang let out a sad cry and rushed forward brandishing his long knife, about to fight to the death with that elemental master.

Qin Feng behind him was holding him stiffly and preventing him from stepping forward.

They watched the elementalist go away.

Soldiers from the sixth company surrounded them and protected them.

"Why, why ......" Lao Zhang dropped his long knife, knelt on the sand, covered his cheeks, and couldn't cry.

Yang Jun commanded on the side: "Iron bucket formation, gunners inside, shieldmen outside, maintain the formation ......"

Qin Fengzheng squatted down, sighed, hugged Lao Zhang, and comforted: "The man died on the battlefield, the horse leather shrouded his body, he is a hero, a real hero." ”

"I know, I know...... Woo ...... "The old company commander for many years cried like a child at this time, confused and helpless.

Yang Jun pierced a careless soldier in the battle city with a shot, spat fiercely, glanced back, and said sharply: "The opposite side has counterattacked, prepare to resist the enemy!"

Qin Fengzheng patted Lao Zhang's shoulder and picked up his iron gun.

After Qingying left, he once again became the main force of the Sixth Company.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The latter was the roar of all the soldiers of the sixth company, for the deputy company commander.

"Fight!"

Lao Zhang suddenly went crazy, grabbed the long knife, jumped up, and rushed out of the formation directly, slashing at the soldiers in the battle city.

"You're crazy!"

Yang Jun was startled and quickly chased after him.

Woo –

"It's ......".

Qin Fengzheng raised his head suddenly, the soldiers in the battle city dispersed like a tide, and among the departing soldiers in the battle city, looking at Lao Zhang, it was like looking at a clown.

"Retired ......"