Chapter Eighty-Three: The Army's Great Victory

War, on the verge of breaking out!

10,000 army troops and 100,000 soldiers of the Sara country, each holding a weapon in his hand, slammed together.

However, this battle seems to be a little too dramatic.

The country of Sara has 100,000 people with armor, but the army has only 10,000 troops.

Such two armies collided together, and in the eyes of the soldiers of the country of Saro, they should have won this war with a crushing advantage.

Subsequently, he continued to make persistent efforts to recover the borderless lands around the country of Saro, and expand the territory of the country of Saro, gradually making the country of Saro a medium-sized country and developing into a large country.

However, at the first moment of contact with the army's 10,000-strong army, the soldiers of the country of Sara found that they seemed to be wrong, and they were very wrong.

That, the 10,000 army soldiers who seemed harmless and no different from them.

After coming into contact with them, he instantly turned into a man-devouring beast, Shura in hell, his hand rose and fell, and with one contact, the soldiers of the Sara country fell more than a thousand people.

And the losses of the army, almost zero.

The injured are only in the single digits.

Under such a casualty rate, the so-called 100,000 soldiers of the country of Sara were stunned.

However, in such a stunned situation, the army not only did not spare its hands, but intensified this massacre that belonged to the army alone.

Because, the order received by 10,000 soldiers of the army is a rebel, and not one of them will be left.

Holding a weapon, even if it is inaction, is equivalent to resistance.

The army of 10,000 elites naturally does not need to keep their hands, or they are soft.

When they train, they have a philosophy in mind.

To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself.

Moreover, this concept has also been proven countless times in their battles.

For the enemy, for those who resist, they can only kill them.

Even if the blood flows like a river, the blood is surging, and the corpses are piled up, these 10,000 army troops will not have the slightest softness.

Because, they are in the Army, a real soldier.

Since he is a soldier, he should take obedience to orders as his duty.

So, the rebels, not one remains.

In this troubled era, only by killing to stop killing, and only by using heavy canons, can we set things right and let the world regain the word justice.

Although, this is very cruel to the royal family of Saro, which has been inherited for eleven generations.

However, if you don't do this, it will not be a different kind of cruelty to those ordinary people under the command of the country of Sala.

In this world, black and white are opposites.

But, who can know whether they are black or white?

Anyway, these 10,000 elite army elites only know that since they are the army, they can only look at things from the standpoint of the army.

Moreover, their marshal, Luo Ning, is a person who can really bear the word justice.

Therefore, as the elite soldiers of the army, they only need to follow the field marshal forever - Luo Ning, whose steps walk in the world and implement justice that almost does not exist in this world.

"Kill, kill me, the army is evil, the army has betrayed the world government and invaded the country of Sara, as long as the army is driven out, everyone today will be rewarded with a million Baileys."

In the middle of the battlefield, as the eleventh generation inheritor of the country of Saro, Saro Qimen, he looked at the 100,000 Leo soldiers who were penetrated and slaughtered by 10,000 troops, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Towards the battlefield, he shouted.

The country of Sara itself is poor, otherwise it would not have been able to gather even neat armaments.

A million Baileys, naturally, can't afford it.

Now, 100,000 armor in the country of Sara were directly chiseled through by the army, split in half, and slaughtered by 10,000 troops at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this scene, Sara Keemun, he finally felt a fear rising from his heart.

He seemed to have seen the scene of 100,000 soldiers being scattered, wiped out, and himself being captured.

Although, it was expected, but when it really came to this point, no one would want to be tied up and let things develop.

He wants to struggle, wants to resist, even if the ending is decided, there is no chance to turn the tables.

As the saying goes, people die for money, and birds die for food.

Originally, the 100,000 soldiers of the stunned country of Sara heard the words of the king, and the morale of the army soared.

Combat effectiveness, at this moment, grew to the peak.

One million Baileys, this is a huge amount of money, even if he does not join the army in the future, it is enough to support the family for a lifetime.

Therefore, this battle must not be lost.

"Brothers, the king said that if you win this war, you will be rewarded with a million Baileys each."

"For the sake of this million Baileys, everyone rush! It's just 10,000 troops, and there's nothing to be afraid of, you know, we have a full 100,000 army! ”

The war is again in a stalemate.

It's just that the price of forcibly maintaining this great war is that the 100,000 armored people of the country of Nasara fell at an extremely fast speed.

After only ten minutes, half of the 100,000 people remained.

Even, among the remaining half, the wounded have already accounted for six floors, and the remaining four layers are also frightened, and they have no strength to fight.

Since then, the battle of the country of Sara, the war of 10,000 against 100,000, the army has won a great victory.

On the army side, there were only 100 casualties, while only half of the 100,000 armored people in the country of Sara survived, and only 20,000 were uninjured.

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At the end of the war, Hu Xing stood in the territory of the country of Sara, dealing with the aftermath of the war.

Lead 10,000 elite soldiers of the army to take over five 100,000-strong cities in the country of Sara, as well as countless villages and towns.

Finally, Hu Xing walked to the largest palace in the territory of the country of Sara, with a disdainful smile on his face.

"The country of Sara is just a small country, and there are only five cities with 100,000 people in control."

"There are only 100,000 soldiers, how can such a country be qualified to compete with the army?"

Although, the entire army of the army, there are only 50,000 troops.

However, these 50,000 people, all of them are elites, and they are all real elites who have experienced countless battles and the watering of blood.

In the country of Sharo, the so-called 100,000 people with armor, in the eyes of Hu Xing, they are only slightly stronger than ordinary people with weapons.

Not to mention fighting against the army, even pirates and bandits, if they want to invade this country, they don't need to spend much effort to succeed.

Walking out of the palace, Hu Xing raised his head slightly and looked into the distance.

The headquarters of the Army stood in that direction.

"The headquarters of the army, in the west, within a radius of 10,000 miles, has all belonged to the army."

"I don't know, the eldest brother, the third brother, and the general Kosda, how have they completed the marshal's task?"

Thinking of this, Hu Xing's perennial cold face revealed a touch of warmth.

Perhaps, in this world, only those brothers in the army can make the coldness on Hu Xing's face melt.

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