When the main general returned, the Britannian army suddenly had a backbone, and the originally chaotic and desperate resistance was gradually organized. As more and more Sunderland joined the battlefield, although it was a remnant, although most of them had been annihilated, and the rest were still wounded, the absolute superiority in quantity and quality was still on the side of Conelia. The situation changed from a one-sided slaughter to an even match, and then to a strong empire. Now, it has reached the point where Britannia holds the other party down and fights to the death.

The Imperial soldiers were red-eyed.

Nearly a thousand knightmare, this is already an army at the level of the war of annihilation. Except for the third level in the world, any country that sees this army will be frightened and weak, and beg to surrender on its knees.

The battle line quickly pushed back.

If you want to say that they are afraid, they are really scared. If Her Royal Highness the Princess wants them to turn around and head up the hill now, they can now feed themselves a bullet in the cockpit.

This is not war at all, the skills that you have honed for many years are useless there, it doesn't matter if you are an ace or a rookie, the white light flashes, everyone goes to see God.

They were really scared, but what they were afraid of was the Black Knights, it was ZERO.

Japanese Liberation Front?

What the hell are you?!

When will it be your turn to fake the tiger?!

Just your imperial sandbag, our originally idle hands itching and pounding the waste of two-fist training, how dare you go wild in our army's base camp?!

How dare you slaughter our brothers as if no one else were around?!

The pent-up fear in front of ZERO instantly turned into murderous energy, how scared they were just now, how hateful they are now! How much you want to kill!

The liberation front could not stop this group of doping tigers at all, and they retreated in the absence of a fight, struggling to support them. The casualty rate is rising at an extremely frightening rate, and if this continues, there will be no more Japanese liberation fronts in the world in a few minutes.

It stands to reason that after getting the information that ZERO gave them that Cornelia was back, the liberation front should retreat, and there is no reason to dwell on it anymore. Katase did give the order to withdraw, but the drivers remained in the enemy base camp as if they were dying.

Some of them were voluntary, and more of them were death orders that should have been given to Fujido -- not a single machine was allowed to be withdrawn until these civilians were evacuated!

The chaos of this battle, or the madness of Cheng dù, was far beyond his imagination.

In his mind, as soon as Cornelia turned her head, these civilians should immediately scatter, scatter and run, and retreat from the liberation front.

But the reality is that these guys don't know why, as if they hate the fact that they are still alive, they rush towards the steel torrent of the enemy army one after another, and thousands of them are pouring up.

Katase was already so anxious that he scolded his mother, but Fujido was determined that as long as these civilians did not retreat, the liberation front would have to fight to the death. Outside the generals, the military order is not subject to it. Fujido said sorry in a deep voice and blocked his boss's channel. Katase's eyes were so red that they were dripping blood, and he was so anxious that he roared loudly and slapped the phone on the frame.

He was in a hurry, and Fujitang was even more anxious.

These soldiers are just capital on the table for Katase, but for Fujido, these soldiers are all apprentices trained by him, and each one is his brother.

If they don't withdraw, the brethren will be gone.

Fujitang's heart seems to be stirring with thousands of red-hot steel needles! His eyes almost burst into flames!

He kept demanding, commanding, threatening, begging in the rogue's exile, but the madmen turned a deaf ear as if by magic, and rushed to the meat grinder between the two armies.

They can't hear anything.

They can only hear the voice of one person.

【ZERO！！！ Fujido roared at the radio. Let these fools go!! 】

Now all of Japan, no, this man is the only man in the world who can make these zombie-like people. It's just him・・・・・・

[I'm very sorry Mr. Fujido, I can't control the current situation.] 】

【ZERO！ You! 】

[Lieutenant Colonel, please retreat, your kindness is admirable, but it will not help to fight like this. It is better to retain the living force first, and choose another day to fight. 】

Fujido's hands trembled uncontrollably.

Right in front of him, a girl who came out of nowhere, the Molotov cocktail in her hand was torn to pieces by the bullets flying from the opposite side before she could throw it out, and the black liquid spilled on her body, exploding into a ball of fire.

It's just a kid.

It should have been in school, carefree, the age of doing stupid things.

In the Mood for Love... hasn't bloomed yet・・・・・・

This is not the way people die・・・・・・

Humans don't deserve to die like this!!

"Let's go!! Let's go, idiot!! Are you crazy?!!! ”

There are three Sunderlands opposite, and I don't know which one is the murderer. Fujido dodged the other party's line of fire, leaned down and pulled the trigger, but only a faint mournful sound of the bomb delivery device idling could be heard.

"Ahhh!!h

Fujido gritted his teeth and flung the gun aside, drew the sword at his waist, and pounced on the enemy in a strange arc like a hungry wolf.

You sent them to battle! You have to be responsible! ZERO！ These people! They didn't have to die! 】

No, no one forced them to do so. They all came here of their own free will, Lieutenant Colonel, if they even denied free will, then what is the point of our fighting, the sacrifice of these people...

[Don't come with me!] This! One! Cover! 】

The sword light only flashed, and as if by magic, three fires appeared on the body of the Three Sunderlands, slowly splitting into two halves in the direction of the tangent.

In the process of rushing over, the left arm used to block bullets in front of the fuselage was already riddled with holes, the fuselage was also damaged, and the ammunition was exhausted, and it had already reached the point where it could no longer fight.

Seeing that the boss was in danger, the Four Holy Swords hurriedly gathered here.

"Spread out! Go help! What are you doing in a circle?! ”

After grabbing Chiba's spare rifle, and ignoring the organization of his subordinates, Fujido once again rushed towards the enemy's dense fire.

[Mr. Fujido, I know that your heart is dripping blood, and I know that you don't want to see civilians sacrificed, so I don't blame you for your statement. But please be sensible, this is a joint decision of Kyoto, Major General Katase, and me. If putting the blame on me can make you feel better and make you withdraw your troops, I am willing to bear this charge. 】

Bastard!

[Is it useless to talk too much・・・・・・]

What are you kidding, if we retreat... these civilians・・・・・・

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[The warriors are waiting, don't let them die in vain.] 】

On the other end of the communication was not Lelouch, but Elan, who had retreated into the belly of the mountain.

The state of the imperial brother does not seem to be very stable.

Sensing this, Ilan decisively decided to negotiate with the rear, and persuaded Lieutenant Colonel Fujido as ZERO.

Really, falling off the chain at such a critical moment should be said to be unexpected or expected.

Forget it, it's also harmless, and I don't have the right to say that the emperor brother is from my position just now. Everyone drops the chain once, so it's leveled.

With the unparalleled mantra of the white-haired world, not to mention that letting those self-bombers retreat is just a matter of ease, even if it is not difficult to persuade Fujido to let him withdraw his troops.

The reason for this plan is that it should not be left for the Japanese liberation front.

Their philosophy and the Black Knights are not incompatible, but they are too far apart. If they are merged, they are not descendants of the Black Knights, they have their own bosses, their own comrades-in-arms, and their own networks, and digestion and absorption will be a big problem. Whether they are convinced or not is even more troublesome, and the unstable dìng factor has always been one of the things that Ilan hates the most.

If they leave it alone, then there is another issue that cannot be avoided -- their status in Japan after independence.

If you want to say that on the Japanese liberation front, Katase has no political ambitions, then Ilan will not believe it if he is killed. Katase has now put himself on an equal footing with ZERO, even a head higher, and it was only a matter of time before he asked to be in charge.

If you don't give it then, you can't say it morally.

Anyway, everyone was considered a comrade-in-arms at the beginning, even if the battle was ugly, there was a bit of hard work. Why, now that you are the emperor, you immediately unload the mill and kill the donkey? People in the world will chew the root of their tongues.

How can I allow other idiots to get involved.

That's why Ilan made up her mind to destroy them by the hands of the royal sister.

As for the Fujitang and the Four Holy Swords, they were the only ones of some value among the ten thousand scraps. After Japan's independence, it was easy to expand the number of organizations, but it was difficult to improve the quality, and Ilan really wanted them.

Fujido's actions were not in any way unexpected by him.

Ilan has only been in contact with the fierce general twice. Narita Shan once, this pre-war consultation once, deep friendship is absolutely impossible to say, but the basic character characteristics and moral bottom line, but the bottom line is not far from ten.

The strategy of attacking the rear with civilians was not so much aimed at Britannia as it was aimed at Fujido Kagami.

The man who fought with the empire seven years ago and did not taste defeat, the miraculous Fujido, how could he be a brave and unscrupulous person. It's just that he usually gives people the impression of a "martial artist" so strongly that everyone ignores his identity as a strategic genius.

He would never fight the empire under any circumstances, and retreat was never an option he resisted. If you want to lead him by the nose, you have to point to his death.

Fujido is smart enough and has a keen sense of smell that he can smell conspiracy.

To deal with smart people, you have to use yang schemes.

Next, as long as the liberation front is dispersed, Katase "dies of stray bullets", and Naritayama is ended, Fujido has only one choice.

ZERO。

Fujido is a man who is willing to give a bit of a thing to Japan. And ZERO, no matter how much he doubts that man, how much mustard he has, as long as ZERO is still "Japan's last hope", he has no choice.

Of course, these are all incidental results, and it is still unknown whether Fujitang and the Four Holy Swords will survive at present.

Empire, Kyoto, Liberation Front.

A war, three defeats.

The only victor in the end was the Black Knights.

Only ZERO.

War is really an art.

Ilan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, pinched the empty water bottle, and waved it into the corner of the room. After replenishing the salt water, he finally let out a long sigh, changed his posture, and looked at the number on the screen with satisfaction.

The Black Knights battle lasted a total of eighty-six minutes.

Annihilation of the enemy, two thousand two hundred and six aircraft. The foot soldiers are conservatively estimated to be more than 100,000.

killed, seven hundred and three, sixty-one percent.

With such a heavy blow, even the empire had to grin in pain. Among other things, this war alone will be enough to change the strategic balance in the Far East. Now those eunuchs may be drinking and reveling, accepting the flattery of the hundreds of officials -- although District 11 cannot be said to be a small place, it is divided into more than a dozen military districts, and thousands of knightmare are arranged, and the exaggerated military deployment is said to suppress the rebellion, and the three-year-old children do not believe it.

Miraculous results.

There has never been a war in the history of mankind that has caused hundreds of thousands of casualties in the space of an hour and a half. It is no exaggeration to say that this is already a mythical battle.

Just today, the Black Knights did it.

I did it.

After the Battle of Mt. Fuji, the myth of the invincibility of the empire was completely shattered. The fear of blackness will be deeply rooted in the psychology of every Britannian soldier, and the fear of retreating before the battle is born, and the sight of that mask will make you feel terrified.

ZERO's voice will be a nightmare that will linger for the rest of their lives.

In the case of ten times and dozens of times behind the enemy in terms of quantity and quality, it is still possible to win the battle so unreasonably! He even fought the power of the war of annihilation!

Even that Cornelia, the witch of the empire who won all battles, was defeated by his men one after another・・・・・・

Who else is this man, who else is his opponent?!

Who else in the world can attack this Mt. Fuji?

Although this idea is too extreme, there is a faint feeling in the mind of every Imperial soldier - even if it is more than 600,000 troops and tens of thousands of mechs in their country, ZERO must have a backup that can make the Empire regret not being in the first place.

It should be [ZERO is invincible].

Until this moment, this idea finally took root in everyone's heart.

On the radar, there are only twenty or thirty aircraft left in the body of the liberation front. More than 300 mechs were slaughtered in almost an instant.

When the battle reaches this point, there will be no deserters. Those who could escape would have slipped away a long time ago, and those who dared to stay were all strong-willed.

Unfortunately, the will of the individual cannot control the material world. In the face of dozens of enemy troops dozens of times their own, the resistance of these dead soldiers is more like a joke. The flames of the battle line were extinguished one after another, and finally, after Fujitang let out a roar like a wounded beast, the liberation front gave up the counterattack, and more than a dozen aircraft withdrew at full speed.

And the Britannian army, first, wants to escape from the range of the artillery behind it, and secondly, it wants to teach this group of ambitious villains who dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head a good lesson, how can there be a reason not to chase after him.

After driving out dozens of kilometers and disappearing into the radar range of Mount Fuji, the imperial army, which was almost exhausted of energy, slowly stopped, set up camp, and prepared its ordnance.

The soldiers looked at the river of blood under their feet in a daze, and their expressions were in a trance.

The qiē just now seems to be all an illusion.

The earth-shattering shouts of guns and cannons came to an abrupt end.

The world is back to peace.