Last night, despite the flames, the soldiers' vision was limited after all. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info As the dawn comes, what is presented to them is the Shura Hell.

The smell of burnt corpses poured into their noses, stimulating their senses: it was the smell of the corpses of twenty thousand orcs after they had been burned in flames.

The coming of light illuminates this hell on earth.

The corpses were densely packed, some burned to ashes, some baked to dry, and smoked to death, and at the edge of the fire, there were piles of corpses dumped together, especially on both sides of the river, piles of corpses, red and green blood washed the ground, and finally dried by the fire. The river was scorched earth, and the earth on both sides was indeed bloody, and the smell of disgust was disgusting.

However, the bloodiest part is the high command.

Broken corpses were scattered all over the ground, red dirt completely replacing the dark and brown dirt from afar, and here, piled up by ten mountains of meat.

Sometimes, light is not necessarily better than darkness.

At least, in the collection of these broken corpses, the soldiers, with reverence, had to vomit again and again, until all the stomach acid was vomited, and then buried ten piles of corpses: they were all warriors, and they should be buried in the ground.

However, the soldiers were uneasy, as if they had lost their backbone, and from time to time they looked at the handsome tent that had been burned to ashes, and looked forward to the appearance of the figure standing up to the sky: they were very worried when they heard that the Marquis was being carried down to the battlefield.

"Brother," as soon as she got out of the tent, Ye Xiaodie suddenly grabbed Ye Xiaofei's hand, hesitated for a while, looked at her, and said firmly: "Brother, I want to change my clothes and give me the Fire Feather Neon Dress Dance Group, I asked you to put it in the space ring last time." ”

Ye Xiaofei naturally remembered that this was her favorite dance group, Ye Xiaofei lost a lot of things in the King's Treasury in order to fit more cannons, but he couldn't give up any of the things that Ye Xiaodie liked.

He didn't ask her why, or what she was going to do.

A set of dance skirts, like thousands of fiery red feathers weaving, looks like a surging flame from a distance, but in fact, it is the surging caused by the wind blowing the fiery red feathers. He had seen Ye Xiaodie pass through, like a dancing flame spirit, and wherever he went, he was full of passion and enthusiasm, as long as he moved a little, it was like a flame.

"Cangya, help me with my armor!"

Ye Xiaodie changed into a fire feather dress in the tent, and Ye Xiaofei insisted on changing into the marquis's golden armor despite his physical weakness. In the battle last night, he, Ye Xiaofei has become the backbone, especially when the final break, the earth-shattering fire, as long as he is still standing under the banner of Shuai, his morale will definitely not collapse, even if he fights to the last person, he will send out the last desperate charge.

Cangya called two people to support Ye Xiaofei and personally put on his armor.

"Lord Marquis," Cangya said, taking the opportunity, "the situation is critical. The Blue Wolf Legion is not something we can resist, and in the afternoon, they will cover up from the direction of Black Wind Ridge. ”

Ye Xiaofei pondered for a moment, indeed, the first-line legions, even the ordinary soldiers were intermediate or high-level glorious spirits, and as for the orcs who commanded him, they were almost spiritual-level powerhouses, and there would not be only one.

"Rearmament, we have to hold it until noon tomorrow. Tonight, the Guards Legion, the White Tiger Legion, and the Xuanwu Legion will be able to move to the north of the Orc base camp and will attack in the early hours of the morning, and the army of Saggs City will also attack the Orc base camp at the same time, not to mention, the strongest Blue Wolf Legion among the Orcs has been dropped out by us. Tonight, we will definitely be able to destroy the orc base camp and relieve the siege of Saggs City. ”

"But what about us? Facing the Blue Wolf Legion, we are now a remnant army, a group of civilian legions against the first-line legion Blue Wolf Legion, and they can penetrate our defense line in an hour. ”

"How many troops do we have now? It must be rearmed. ”

"The losses were heavy, the Tenth Legion and the Sixth Legion of the Black Wind Ridge were all wiped out, and even the commander of the Legion was killed. The Fifth Army was all killed last night. The Fourth Army Corps and the Third Army Corps suffered heavy casualties, adding up to just over 3,000 men. The Seventh and Eighth Legions of the Dragon Sparrow Bee were frightened all night last night, but there was no battle and they were fully manned. The 1st and 2nd legions were damaged, adding up to 15,000 men. ”

Ye Xiaofei felt a pain in his heart: just a legion, 90,000 soldiers, at this time, there are only more than 38,000 people left. In one day and one night, more than 50,000 soldiers fell, and suddenly the entire barracks seemed empty.

"Pass my orders." He could only endure his grief and ordered: "The soldiers of the Fourth Legion, the Third Legion, are incorporated into the First Legion, the Second Legion." The First Legion held the left flank of the Broken Dragon Cliff, with its back to the cliff and the river, to defend against the orc army that was about to appear behind and on the left. The Second Army, holding the river, must block the enemy's main forces. Those who detour to Heifengling must be biased, and they must not get out of the way. The Seventh Legion immediately went to the main peak on the right side of the Broken Dragon Cliff and immediately built a defensive position. The Eighth Army held the right flank of the Broken Dragon Cliff. ”

Ye Xiaofei's layout is very simple, the left flank of the Broken Dragon Cliff blocks the enemy troops coming from the Black Wind Ridge, the river cannot be lost, and if you hold here, you can block the main force of the beast clan, because once the main force of the beast clan is fully spread, they will definitely die. The Eighth Army Corps of the Cliff on the right flank served as a reserve. And the Seventh Legion's insistence on the main peak of the Broken Dragon Cliff was their last retreat. The river is lost, and the main peak of the Broken Dragon Cliff is the last retreat, and it is also the place where the bones are buried.

"Brother," Ye Xiaodie's voice was happy, and she shyly poked her head out of the tent, stretched out her jade hand, and smiled sweetly, "You come to take me." ”

Ye Xiaofei's face was swept away with grief, as if she was infected by her innocent smile, and scolded with a smile: "Little girl." ”

Using a healing scroll again, he finally felt that the pain was not so heavy, perhaps it was the hot porridge that swallowed dates in his stomach, and with a trace of strength, he let go of the support of the guards on the left and right, and walked forward step by step, despite the dung beetle gait, he insisted on walking in front of Ye Xiaodie, but he was sweating profusely.

"Beautiful girl." Ye Xiaofei was a gentleman, took the jade hand, and then asked, "Are you going to participate in the death ball?" The battlefield is not the dance floor in a castle. ”

"Look!"

Ye Xiaodie took advantage of the situation, and the fire feathers surged, like a walking flame, and with that beautiful face, like the fire elf princess in the world, it was amazing.

"Pretty." Ye Xiaofei was obsessed with it, swallowed his saliva, and was reluctant to move another point. However, after all, I don't understand why she insists on wearing a dance skirt, which is not conducive to fighting or escaping.

Ye Xiaodie is attached to this Ye Xiaofei, the god of war with golden armor and golden helmets.

Under the sun, a golden armor general, a passionate four-colored fire dance elf, walked on the bloody land. They give the illusion that they are going to the king's dinner, not the place of death, the command.

"Look, who is that? Is it a lost aristocrat? There was a discussion in the distance, and they saw a golden light and a red light supporting each other.

"My God, Lord Marquis and Marquise?" A soldier with a bloodied face couldn't believe it.

Wherever Ye Xiaofei and Ye Xiaodie passed, no one couldn't help but look sideways. Immediately, the news spread like the wind throughout the entire army.

In the same place, the right flank of the Broken Dragon Cliff Shuai Tent.

New tents, new chairs, new tables. and the handsome flag that has never fallen, waving in the wind.

Ye Xiaofei, who was wearing gold armor, sat on the chair, and next to him, a fire dancing spirit repeated yesterday's work: cutting fruits and feeding Ye Xiaofei.

Last night's battle seemed to be a dream, and last night's fire was just an illusion.

When the sun came out, Ye Xiaofei and Ye Xiaodie were still the same. Even, today's gorgeous clothing is even more dazzling.

The orc soldiers were in an uproar.

"Girl, your clothes today are very beautiful." Ye Xiaofei teased. It was as if I didn't see the orc army out of the camp, and they were arraying and attacking.

"Brother, I won't leave you." Ye Xiaodie's tone was firm, and she thought: You must not be obediently taken away by the guards like last night, leaving Ye Xiaofei alone to face danger.

Ye Xiaofei took Ye Xiaodie's jade hand and smiled without saying a word.

TapTapTap――――――

The sound of rumbling horses' hooves suddenly sounded, not from the front of the orc army, but from the rear.

Ye Xiaofei was taken aback: All the cavalry and horses were allocated to the Guards Legion, the Xuanwu Legion, and the White Tiger Legion to help them move quickly, and the entire army could not have horses, not to mention the rumbling hooves of horses, which were enough for thousands of horses.