On the open plains, the damage of high explosives was much smaller than in the Twin Camel Ridge Canyon, and it was impossible to bury hundreds of thousands of imperial troops at once.

But the troops of the Empire, except for the last part of the general reserve, most of the troops, after so many days of high-intensity combat with almost no rotation, the soldiers' will to fight, has fallen to the freezing point.

For these soldiers, the only motivation to keep them fighting was the pre-war mobilization of the officers to tell them that this was the last battle, and that after this battle, they could march into Fort St. John and enjoy the carnival of the victors.

But when Fort St. John had already jumped into sight, they encountered such a large explosion that they could not understand, and the shock wave was like cutting wheat, knocking down patches of soldiers, not knowing whether they were dead or alive. And even those who were not at the center of the explosion were shrouded in huge and thick smoke and dust, completely unaware of the situation on the entire battlefield.

As they approached hope, the sudden frustration and chaos shattered the last of the Imperial people's military spirit.

Then, the members of the Joint Security Committee sent by Ivelan infiltrated the Imperial army and shouted "defeated", which became the last straw for the complete collapse of the Imperial army.

In this confusion, the officers had no means to restrain the soldiers, and the soldiers began to flee in different directions, crowding, stampeding, and even fratricidal killing in order to seize the way, causing the entire army to completely collapse.

The pros and cons of fighting in the Great Army are like this, if the will to fight is firm, then the massive number of soldiers is enough to drown and crush everything that stands in front of them, but once a large-scale collapse occurs, then there is no means to redeem it.

After that, the mechanized units of the resistance coalition began to enter, and their purpose was only to drive the rout into the encirclement formed by the Eastern Military District.

And the encirclement pulled out by the Eastern Military District in a hurry, with a wide range but a lack of thickness. In order to prevent the impact of the rout dog jumping over the wall, the resistance coalition forces evenly distributed several special forces - Artillery-001 troops, Bazooka-002 troops, and Guide-005 troops - all throughout the encirclement, and once a large group of rout troops approached, they used fierce long-range fire to beat them back.

And the H-003 unit, patrolling above the collapsed forces of the Empire, once it found that there were soldiers starting to gather in a slight order, they used a round of bombardment to blow them up.

Along the way, the high-tech forces of the Resistance Coalition have gradually matured in various tactical applications, and they have become the claws and armor of the Resistance Coalition Army, destroying the enemy, and then avoiding their own battle losses to the greatest extent.

After repeating this countless times, the elemental megaphone on the airship finally announced that it had accepted the surrender of the Imperial soldiers. The wolf-rushing Imperial soldiers were granted amnesty, either surrendered in groups under the leadership of the officers, or killed the officers who were still resisting and surrendered in groups.

The explosion began at about ten o'clock in the morning, and by noon the Imperials had already given up all resistance.

"Play a triumphant song!" ordered Wei Tiancheng, the commander in charge of the Eastern Military Region and the resistance coalition forces in this battle.

The impassioned "Triumphal March" sounded on the west side of Fort St. John. Whether it was the soldiers of the Eastern Military District who had gone through hardships or the soldiers who resisted the coalition forces, they all saluted in the direction of Fort St. John.

Crowle, who was standing at the front of Unit Guide-005, saluted and muttered, "I'm back......"

The winter sun shines warmly on this devastated land.

In the southeast of Fort St. John, the gentle wind carried General Gu Changfeng and landed outside the military headquarters of the defense line, Romero and others hurriedly came up to inquire about the situation, and wanted to vent their dissatisfaction with the arrogance shown by the Eastern Military Region and the stinky Luo Songxi.

Unexpectedly, Gu Changfeng pressed his hands weakly, suppressed all their complaints, and ordered loudly: "Play a triumphant song!"

Then the same "Triumphal March" sounded in the southeast of Fort St. John, and in the barracks full of wounded and sick in various parts of the southeast defense line, the soldiers who could stand up all stood up and saluted in the direction of Fort St. John.

Amman Young, who was half wrapped in bandages, sat up from the marching bed and saluted as he murmured, "Father, division commander, Andrew...... Did you hear that, we finally won. ”

The dwarven warrior Terry Toyama, together with Alexander Dupra, the deputy chief of the general staff of the Capital Military District, who had been confirmed to have no subjective involvement in the coup, returned to the improvised defensive line northeast of Fort St. John.

The soldiers and junior officers of the Capital Military District have been roughly informed of what their chief officer has done at Fort St. John and what the outcome has been. On the entire line of defense, there was unease.

Terry Distant Hill found a high platform and stood on it, looking like he was going to make an announcement.

But he just waved his hand and shouted, "Triumphant!"

The marching band's drums and trumpets were a little restrained at first, but as the melody unfolded, it finally played with a stirring momentum. The soldiers who heard the "Triumphal March" turned in the direction of Fort St. John one after another, paying attention and saluting.

There is guilt in my heart, and there is joy in my heart.

So Fort St. John was surrounded by a triumphant song, and the sound reached the city of Fort St. John, and bold people began to take to the streets.

Leonardo, who received a letter from Luo Songxi, was one of the first of these people to come out of the special safe house built by the Stuttgart family, and he said, "Win!

In addition to old Gunke, there was also a Lucian with a blue eye. When he was detained by the soldiers of the Capital Military Region and tried to assert his legitimate rights, he was beaten by an old fist.

Unexpectedly, the illegal behavior of the capital military district only lasted two days before it collapsed, and several dwarves released him from his detention, and after confirming his identity, he was sent to his house in Stuttgart.

At this time, there were still many unbearable pains on his body, but he still repeated those words to Leonardo with his hands:

"Win, really win! Let your friends all come out and celebrate!"

As a result, more and more people gathered on the otherwise bleak streets of Fort St. John, and finally formed a procession, walking through Liberty Street, President Park and St. John's Square.

At this time, both the palatial Upper West Side and the poor and dilapidated Lower Central District were already the same, drowning in a sea of cheers.

The sheriffs of the General Administration of Public Security wanted to maintain order among the people, but they only worked for a few minutes before they were included in the celebrations.

A young sheriff, walking in the ranks, shouting the slogan "Victory", proudly boasted:

"Do you know that the young officer who led the Eastern Military District and the Resistance Coalition forces back to Fort St. John was my classmate? ”

"Alright, don't blow it, Mark, you have to get acquainted with them, invite them over for a drink, and we'll make sure to bring out the best wine in all of St. John's Fort." ”

"Hehe, when it comes to drinking, you guys in a brigade may not be able to drink more than a ...... others."

The sky darkened, and countless brilliant fireworks rose over Fort St. John.

These fireworks were originally prepared for this year's New Year's Eve. Originally, this year's New Year's Eve coincided with the inauguration of a new president once every four years. The fireworks prepared by everyone are extraordinarily sufficient.

But the outbreak of the Great War, the postponement of the presidential election, and the urgency of Fort St. John's, this New Year's Eve, not a single firework was raised.

But today, let all the fireworks bloom together, with the enduring triumph outside the city!