After the war, it was a mess, and clearing the battlefield was long and arduous, because the corpses were piled up, including humans and beasts.

However, the most surprising thing for the soldiers was that all the soldiers who died in the battle were mended with silver, even if only the upper body remained.

After a long cleaning of the battlefield, the corpses of the soldiers and the giant beasts were all separated, and the next step was cremation.

In the raging fire, tens of thousands of soldiers looked sad and silent.

Ye Gucheng's face sank like water, and deep pain flashed in his eyes, he knew better than anyone that these beast tides were only an insignificant part of the undead army, even so, if there was no Li Yue'er, he would still not be able to defend the city! He didn't dare to imagine that one day he would be able to defend the kingdom against the real army of the undead!

Just as Ye Gucheng was deep in thought, a slight cough began to sound in the army, as if it was deliberately suppressed.

Ye Gucheng's face did not change for no reason, and the pain in the depths of his eyes became even more intense.

For many kingdoms, the soldier who is injured and loses his combat effectiveness means that there is no value, and the worthless soldier is not worth healing, Ye Gucheng is precisely because of this sympathy for the soldiers, and the prestige in the army has doubled, so that countless soldiers have shed their blood to serve the country!

Because there were so many wounded, many non-seriously wounded soldiers were temporarily placed in the open air, and the medical hall was screaming, and countless doctors and assistants were busy running.

"Healer, it's not good, he's losing blood. ”

An elderly doctor couldn't leave for a while because he still had a serious patient on hand, so he could only turn his head and shout: "Pour more trauma medicine and tighten it with a bandage." ”

"No, the gold sore medicine is not enough, I can't stop it, healer, come quickly!" the assistant shouted in panic, and then shouted loudly: "Oh no, the injured person has fainted!"

The healer had no choice but to put down the work in his hand, and was about to go over to see what was going on, when a general led dozens of soldiers to suddenly break in.

"See General. "Healers are accustomed to saluting.

The general looked at the wounded soldiers all over the ground, a trace of pain flashed in the depths of his eyes, and immediately, he nodded to the soldiers on the side.

Dozens of soldiers quickly stepped forward with silver swords.

When the healer saw this formation, he was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly said, "What does the general mean by this?"

The general glanced at the doctor deeply, and saluted: "The doctor has worked hard, so I will leave it to us to deal with." ”

"No!" the healer shook and turned his head violently and roared, "Stop!"

Unfortunately, the soldiers ignored the healer and tearfully stabbed their silver swords deep into the hearts of the seriously wounded soldiers.

A wounded soldier in unbearable pain smiled as if relieved, and gasped faintly: "Thank you... Thanks!"

"Brother, let's go! If there is an afterlife, let's go into battle together to kill the enemy!" the soldier quickly drew his long sword, and continued to walk to the other side with a sad heart.

"Stop! what do you want to do? they are wounded soldiers, they can be saved, stop it!" the healer and assistant were so anxious to stop them that they were stopped on one side.

Seeing this, the general said with a bitter face: "You can't save them!"

"I want to meet the commander!" the doctor left the museum angrily, and when he stepped out of the hall, he was stunned, thousands of wounded soldiers, all who could move around were carried away, and the wounded soldiers who could not move had turned into a cold corpse.

And the next scene made countless doctors feel cold.

The wounded soldiers who had been slaughtered were all piled up in a heap, apparently ready for cremation.

This is the destruction of corpses!

The doctor was angry and rushed straight to the location of Ye Gucheng.

Also facing the city square, the officers and soldiers of the three armies stood by solemnly, and their eyes gathered, the arrogant figure in the center of the square, and on one side of the figure, there was a cold corpse.

This is the corpse of a soldier, missing arms and legs, it can be described as incomplete, such a corpse lying in front of people, immediately caused a burst of puzzled eyes.

In the middle of the square are more than 10,000 independent wounded soldiers, these wounded soldiers, some are slightly injured, some are seriously injured, and even worse, the wounds are still overflowing with blood, but without exception, they look at Ye Gucheng with grief and anger.

Ye Gucheng looked around and said in a deep voice: "Ben Shuai knows, you have doubts, and you are unwilling! You are the heroes of the kingdom, but you were injured but abandoned by Ben Shuai like animals, many soldiers don't even have the opportunity to stand here like you to question Ben Shuai, for what Ben Shuai did, you have hatred in your hearts, yes or no?"

The audience was silent.

"What? You guys, don't you even dare to say hate?" Ye Gucheng swept away coldly and roared: "Tell Ben Shuai, yes or no?"

"Yes!"

An overwhelming roar resounded through the sky.

The sound did not only come from the wounded soldiers, the eyes of the tens of thousands of soldiers standing in the army were red.

They would rather die in the face of a strong enemy, not because they are not afraid of death, but to protect the kingdom behind them!

But what about the kingdom?

They don't know why Ye Gucheng made such a decision, this is not the commander in their impression!

Soldiers, the real shame is not to die at the hands of the enemy, but to die under the butcher's knife of one's own family!

"Very good!" Ye Gucheng's expression was solemn, and he said coldly: "Can anyone tell me who is lying beside me?"

"Wang Liang, a soldier of the Qibei Battalion in the south, once killed several rebels single-handedly, and also defended the city, his left leg and right hand were torn by the monster, and he still stabbed the weapon into the body of the giant beast with one breath. The speaker was a wounded soldier, his voice full of grief and indignation, as if infused with countless unwillingness.

"Wang Liang!" Ye Gucheng muttered, his expression was full, and he said in a loud voice: "He is a hero of the kingdom, no one doubts this! His name will also be included in the history of the kingdom, and the people of the country will never forget him, let alone what he has done and paid for the kingdom! Just like you, your merits, the kingdom will never forget!"

The soldiers looked at each other, as if they didn't understand the meaning of Ye Gucheng's words.

"But... Ye Gucheng smiled bitterly and continued to say loudly: "Death, is it the end? If you think it is, just open your eyes and see what the soldiers of the kingdom will become!"

Xuanyuan Jianhong walked out of nowhere with several soldiers, and behind him was a prisoner cart wrapped in black cloth.

"Lift. ”

Under Ye Gucheng's order, the black cloth on the prisoner car was violently pulled apart.

There was a sudden gasping sound at the scene.

Inside the prison car was a Chinese soldier with only the upper body left, his jaw bursting, his eyes were white, and his hands were desperately waving to catch something.

"Death is not the only destination, there is no peace after death, this is far more terrible than death!"

"What the commander said is true!" Xuanyuan Jianhong took Ye Gucheng's words and said in a deep voice: "In fact, the beast tide we are fighting against is such a group of monsters! General Ben believes that you have already had questions in your hearts! Why are there so many of these monsters, why are they still fighting with us even though they are dead! Because they have been bitten and scratched just like you, and then, when they are infected, they will become such monsters in front of you! Soldiers, do you want to become such ghosts after death?"

As if to verify Xuanyuan Jianhong's words, the corpse that was originally lying on one side began to shake strangely, and immediately, his eyelids suddenly opened, and he tried his best to climb and bite Ye Gucheng.

The long sword, which came first, stabbed into the body of the dead corpse, and the latter was shocked and fell silent.

Ye Gucheng slowly pulled out his long sword and said softly: "Have you seen it? It will be what you will look like in the near future! As long as you are injured, even if you are only scratched your skin, you will be infected, and it must be infected, and there is no cure! This is the monster that the kingdom will face in the near future, the undead legion!"

Quiet, dead silence.

Desperation, gradually creeping up on the face of every wounded soldier.

"You are heroes! The shield of the kingdom! But you don't deserve that your soul can't be redeemed after you die!" Ye Gucheng's eyes climbed into the mist, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Ben Shuai also thought about waiting for you to die before making up for the sword! In this way, maybe there is a lot of humanity, at least, the hearts of the soldiers are much better! However, the soldiers, there is no time! The kingdom has to face even greater challenges, survivors, your comrades can no longer take any risks, and Ben Shuai does not want you to become monster killing comrades after death!"

"Commander Qiqi!" a soldier in the army slowly stepped out and said in a loud voice, "My subordinates were also scratched by monsters. ”

As if to test his words, the soldier pulled his arm apart, revealing a slight scratch.

Ye Gucheng saluted solemnly and said loudly: "The kingdom is grateful to you, and this handsome man is proud of you!"

Soon, more wounded people came forward, most of them were slightly wounded, and they did not want to waste the medicine in the army so they concealed it, and now, they came out without hesitation.

Xuanyuan Jianhong looked at the large number of wounded, and his tears finally fell silently, and he said loudly: "Soldiers, Xuanyuan Jianhong is incompetent, and he has made you suffer!

A blade made of sterling silver fell into the hands of a wounded soldier.

Xuanyuan Jianhong glanced at every wounded soldier and said in a loud voice: "A soldier in China must look like a soldier! The sword is in the person, and the person is dead. ”

"The knife is in the person, the person is dead, and the knife is dead!"

Everyone roared, and countless wounded soldiers were excited and tearful.

Under the grief and indignation, Xuanyuan Jianhong raised his arms and shouted: "Military song, send the soul of the hero, get up!"

Chinese soldiers guard the rivers and mountains, and there is no truce without shedding blood!

Protect the country and protect the people, Chinese soldiers, not an inch of land, rather die than surrender!

The tragic military song resounded in the sky, and every soldier, with red eyes, sang loudly.

When the last word was sung, all the wounded soldiers wiped their necks fiercely, and the blood stained the sunset.

Ye Gucheng's tears that he had endured for a long time finally fell.

In the distance, the doctors were silent, sighing softly and retreating to the medical hall.

A raging fire rekindled outside the city, illuminating the night incomparably brighter.

At the front of the three armies, Ye Gucheng turned around angrily and shouted: "Soldiers of the kingdom, the war has just begun, and in the near future, Ben Shuai and you may also take this step, but Ben Shuai promises you that the kingdom you hold onto, Huaxia, will be immortal! No one or any monster can destroy our kingdom!"

"Protect the kingdom, protect Huaxia!" Xuanyuan Jianhong shouted.

"Protect the kingdom!Protect the kingdom!Protect the kingdom!Protect the country!"

The deafening sound has brought the darkness to a complete rout!