0124 Back on the battlefield

At 4 o'clock in the morning on March 10, 1223 in the imperial calendar, the main army of Warcraft raided the border defense city of Acacia in Baita Country in a state of total rage.

At this time, at the time of Acacia's heavy losses, Marshal Li Yi and his wife Xia Kui were killed on the battlefield successively, General Huanluo was seriously injured, General Andy lost his combat ability, and his strength was unstable, although the reinforcements from the capital had the intention of serving the country, they had no choice but to come a step late, and the limited assistance of the garrison in Qilin Guanxia was just a drop in the bucket for Acacia, and the Girod family, who had been guarding Acacia for generations, led all the militia members of Acacia to go out but were still powerless.

At five o'clock, under the strong attack of the Warcraft army, the defensive wall of Acacia was forcibly collapsed, and the Warcraft army poured into the city.

At 5:30, after completing the transfer of civilians, looking at the young soldiers who were passing away around him and the army of Warcraft that looked even more violent after being stained with blood, the old general Girod chose to surrender.

This is probably the first time that I can determine that the Warcraft ignored the time limit and went berserk anytime and anywhere, because after the old general surrendered, the Warcraft that maintained the state of madness changed back to their original state in front of the eyes of the human soldiers, and some soldiers wanted to take the opportunity to resist but attracted a lot of Warcraft to attack in an instant.

Before this day came, I had always thought that the monsters would only go berserk around dusk.

This article is an excerpt from Kerinia's unofficial, unorthodox but long-time best-selling historical memoir, "Everything I Know".

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At this time, so-and-so was running away, carrying a seriously ill wounded person who would go berserk at any time on her shoulder, and the dragon tooth sword pinned to her waist that the injured person refused to let go, surrounded by a circle of little maids who took care of the wounded, although she had used her wind magic to lose weight and increase speed, but so-and-so still felt that the steps were so difficult.

The scene in front of her was the catastrophic scene she had seen countless times on TV, full of ruined walls, scorched black fire, flying sand and rocks. The dust raised between magic and hand-to-hand combat filled every corner of the battlefield like a miasma, and the solid stone house was a slightly heavier brick in front of a powerful force, and the desperate screams and hoarse slogans of the soldiers made so-and-so not bear to turn back, for fear that this turn would stop the pace of rescuing Huanluo.

In case the ring falls wake up halfway and run away again, it can only make the situation worse, so-and-so subconsciously glanced at the panting little maids who were running beside him and trying to keep up with their footsteps, such a moment of accelerated running has made them gasp like this, if they hand over the ring to them, they don't know when they will be able to retreat to the rear.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Sang Qing did a good job of retreating.

Finally caught up with the retreating large army, looking at the orderly retreat scene in front of him, so-and-so still breathed a sigh of relief. The people who retreated were all old and weak, women and children, and the wounded, and they were caught off guard by the sudden war, some of whom had not yet put on their clothes, some of whom were separated from their loved ones, looked back anxiously and helplessly, and some of whom wept in despair after losing their loved ones. But they are still trying to maintain the last clarity, the battlefield behind them is still fierce, and the little retreat time they have now is all won by the lives of countless compatriots behind them, even if they are desperate at this moment, they must not let more people fall into panic and lose their lives because of their nonsense.

"Every second you live now is the best support for your relatives and lovers who are now fighting on the front line!" Sang Qing kept persuading the emotionally broken people, trying to get them to evacuate Acacia as soon as possible and in an orderly manner.

After so many years of attacking and defending wars, the psychological quality of the people of Acacia is not covered, and a group of people who took the lead soon appeared in the retreating crowd under the efforts of Sang Qing, they wiped away their weak tears and forcibly swallowed their grief and indignation, took the initiative to take the hands of the children who lost their relatives around them, supported the elderly with limited mobility, constantly comforted the wounded, supported each other and slowly retreated, and even the so-and-so who was carrying the ring on his shoulder also got benefits, and many people saw that she was resisting the seriously injured general Huanluo on her shoulders and gave way to her, and after a while, someone even made a simple stretcher and sent it over。

Put the fainted ring on the improvised stretcher, so-and-so turned around and visually measured the distance between himself and the main battlefield, put the ring on the stretcher, and briefly explained the situation of the ring to the surrounding maids, and walked in the opposite direction of the crowd.

"Do you see Lance?" Sang Qing beckoned from afar, Sang Qing also noticed so-and-so at a glance in the crowd, he stepped forward a few steps to pull so-and-so out of the crowd, first, to prevent the wound from expanding when so-and-so's retrograde was going, and secondly, he was afraid that so-and-so's steps would disrupt the pace of a large number of people's retreat.

"Looking for Lance?" Sang Qing, who finally met with so-and-so, looked helplessly at so-and-so's insistent eyes: "Your current state also belongs to the range of the old, weak, sick and disabled, and it is the right thing to take refuge with the crowd quickly, Lance must be fine." ”

"So you didn't see Lance?" said so-and-so, "That thing shouldn't have gone to the battlefield with an injury, right?"

"This is not your responsibility," Sang Qing held his forehead with a headache: "Your main job now is to go to Qilin Pass Gorge with the retreating people, take care of Huanluo, and take care of Huanluo, as for Lance, if I see him on the battlefield, I will forcibly pull him into the retreating team, is this okay?"

Sang Qing's words made so-and-so affirm the speculation in his heart more and more, Lance is really still on the battlefield, thinking that Lance and his injuries are almost so-and-so, he was upset, and he wanted to change to a healthy state in his usual state, but this time both of them were only healing from their wounds, and they could run and move but they did not have combat effectiveness, plus Andy's suspicion of Lance was not removed, this was obviously not a good time to go to the battlefield.

Seeing Sang Qing who was chattering around him and trying to lead himself into the retreating team, a few traces of turbulent wind and flying sand were condensed on the spot in a certain hurry to obscure Sang Qing's eyes, and at the moment when Sang Qing rubbed his eyes unprepared, a certain wind-blessed jump rose from the crowd, quickly and without disturbing anyone, left the retreating crowd, and ran towards the battlefield that was in full swing.