"Chapter Eighty-Seven: Defending the Death and Attacking"
You have to find out for yourself what you love to do, don't choose a career from the perspective of adapting to society, because that will never figure out what you love to do, if you really love to do something, there will be no choice.
- Krishnamurti (the greatest spiritual teacher of the twentieth century)
The rout of the whole army of the Lancer Legion made Bai Feng smack himself in the mouth, but Rodriguez didn't have the courage to find the field in person, and even, he was cautious, and he wisely didn't even mention the reinforcement suggestion again.
Rodriguez doesn't mention it, it doesn't mean that Bai Feng won't do it, it's that people make mistakes, and timely remedy after making mistakes is an effective way to reduce losses, and covering up mistakes will only further aggravate the losses caused by mistakes.
"General Rodriguez, you go to the Legion of Fire at once, ready to meet the enemy at any time. Bai Feng, who had a serious expression, ordered Rodriguez: "Lister and Fred are in the death camp, I'm afraid they won't be able to stop it for long." ”
"No!" Rodriguez, who had long wanted to play, immediately took the order.
"General Rodriguez. Rodriguez, who was not waiting to be called, left, and Bai Feng opened his mouth to add: "On the premise of not affecting your army's defense line, try to let your first division personally take over the rout of the Lancer Regiment." ”
"General, I'll do my best. Rodriguez, who was serious, didn't say too much.
"If that's not possible, leave some seeds for the Lancers. Bai Feng, who understood Rodriguez's concerns, said in a somewhat unassuming tone: "We can't let one of our legions be wiped out because of this battle. ”
Rodriguez's Flame Legion was still a long way from the battlefield, and standing between the Fire Legion and the Red Banner Cavalry was the 8,000 dead soldiers of the Death Battalion, which had already been boiling with blood.
The dead soldiers brought out by Lister the Butcher and Fury the Mob had an almost instinctive yearning for bloody and brutal battles, and from a bloodthirsty point of view, perhaps the Spartan warriors could not compare to these tyrannical dead soldiers.
The dead soldiers who can enter the death camp are not social scum who are traitors and criminals and do all kinds of evil, but all such people will always take life and death very lightly, and the battle to the death may not be a way for them to vent.
Looking at the soldiers of his own side and the pursuing enemy cavalry who fled in front of him, Lister with a long sword in his hand, shouted to Fury not far away with a little provocation: "Fury, are you interested in having a competition with me?"
"If it's faster than we lose, then we can't beat you!" Fury, not to be outdone, retorted sharply.
The soldiers under Fury's command, who laughed loudly, shouted and echoed the ridicule of their commander, to maliciously mock the soldiers under the command of Listter, and in this regard, the soldiers under the command of Listter fought back with foul language.
"Fury, if you have any kinds, we'll compare the number of kills. Lister, who didn't care about the mutual attacks of the soldiers on both sides, said in a loud voice: "The losing side, wash the toilet for the winning side for a month!"
"Okay!" Fury agreed without hesitation, "One word is a deal!"
After getting Fury's consent, Lister turned back to the soldiers behind him and asked aloud, "Tell me, soldiers of the old battalion, are you confident that you will win?"
"Yes, yes!!, there are !!" The 4,000 dead soldiers, who rarely have a unified opinion, are quite imposing.
"Soldiers of the new battalion, tell me, are you afraid of the old guys of the old battalion?"
"When Lao Tzu killed people back then, the old guys in the old camp were still good citizens!"
"Lao Ying's old immortality, how can he be Lao Tzu's opponent?"
"Lao Tzu just uses one hand, and he can do those old guys!"
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Fury's soldiers, who bragged about the fact that they didn't need to make drafts at all, mocked the soldiers under Listter's command in a fancy way with all kinds of angry words, and before the battle began, the war of words inside the Death Battalion was in full swing.
In fact, the distinction between the old battalion and the new battalion of the Death Battalion was not formed in a short period of time, but after Fury entered the Death Camp, the Death Battalion, which originally belonged to Lister Sterter alone, slowly formed the two battalions of the old and the new with fierce competition.
The benign internal competition is undoubtedly conducive to the improvement of the combat strength of the Death Battalion; more importantly, this kind of competition between the old and the new battalions was deliberately promoted by Lister and Fury, and the personal relationship between the two of them is still good.
When the frantically fleeing pikemen routed about 100 meters away from the defense line of the Death Battalion, Lister, knowing that the time had come, immediately ordered in a loud voice: "The will to die, there is no life! The Death Battalion, the whole army will attack!"
"The will to die, there is no life in death! Kill, !!" The 4,000 dead soldiers of the old battalion took the lead in launching a charge.
Lister, who was the first to take the lead, led the 4,000 soldiers of the old battalion to kill without hesitation, and rushed towards the enemy cavalry who were pursuing the rout, followed by the 4,000 dead soldiers of the new battalion under Fury.
The dead soldiers of the old and new battalions who were still insulting and attacking each other one second became fierce charging warriors who were not afraid of death in the next second; no matter what their combat record was, with their bravery at this moment, they did not live up to their name of fierce death!
The sudden charge launched by the 8,000 dead soldiers of the Death Battalion not only saved the remnants of the Lancer Regiment, but also contained the offensive of the enemy cavalry; the Red Banner Cavalry, who took advantage of the victory to pursue, did not expect that there would be Tianlong infantry who would dare to charge them.
What is a Death Battalion? The so-called Death Battalion is an army that uses its own fearlessness to attack when it is most unlikely to launch an attack and the greatest loss in attacking; this is an elite cannon fodder unit, and it is also a fearless army with furious combat strength!
Riding side by side at the forefront of the 8,000 dead, Lister and Fury used their sturdy stature to bypass a discouraged rout, until the enemy cavalry appeared before them, and their upside-down swords were swung in an instant.
Lister, with his sword in his hand, faced a galloping enemy cavalryman, and when he fell with his sword, he cut off the head of the horse's horse, and before the enemy cavalry could react, Fury was stabbed in the chest with a sword from Fury.
"Fury, my sword is broad-edged, good for chopping, and I'll deal with their warhorses. ”
"Yes, you slash their horses with all your might, and I will kill the fallen cavalry. ”
Lister and Fury, who had deliberately provoked each other in order to boost morale, instantly became united after they actually entered the enemy cavalry cluster, and with them as an example, the dead soldiers of the old and new battalions were unequivocally mutually helpful.
The frenzied assault of the Red Banner cavalry met the dead soldiers of the Death Battalion, and at the beginning of the battle, they directly entered the white-hot and anxious battle, but the remnants of the Lancer Regiment, which had been routed all the way, took this opportunity to withdraw to the rear.
Commander Rodriguez of the Legion of Fire, upon his return to the Legion of Fire, had intended to send his 1st Division to meet the remnants of the Lancers, but the brazen charge of the Death Battalion made him change his mind and only send two wings of soldiers to lead the way for the remnants of the Lancers.
The remnants of the Lancers, who were said to have withdrawn, were in fact the remnants of the fleeing remnants, and even their Captain of the Cabitus Corps was squeezed through his armor by the panicked routs on the way back, making him look like Hanako.