Chapter Forty-Seven: Who Can Resist?

It is an obvious fact that the enemy has weakened, even if the degree of weakness of each soldier is very low, but when it is extended to an army of thousands of people, even the clumsy can see it. So at this moment, there is only one choice but to keep attacking and crushing the enemy, and as for why the enemy has become weaker, the person who is rushing to the front at this moment does not have much to think about.

At this moment, the battlefield is no longer as orderly as it was at the beginning, and it has entered the link of fighting for life from the beginning. This is also a helpless choice, after losing the position, only using the squad as a unit to direct the soldiers to carry out scattered operations, the requirements for the commander are too high, and it is easy to take care of one or the other.

Rather than this, it is better to completely transform into a battle formation, which will only make it more convenient and faster. But because of this, the war has become more brutal. The initial queue was shot, and the armies of both sides poured directly into the continuous fire, and the commanders on both sides showed their abilities, obviously only a one-person gap, but they simply spelled out four rows of firing positions.

Therefore, this battle is even more dangerous, the soldiers fall in rows, but they still rush down each other under the skilled manipulators, and the corpses are not piled up on the gradually rising platform, but the carpet of flesh and blood, mobilized again and again, so that the efficiency of death does not exceed the speed of the forward rush, so in the end the two armies still collide together.

However, even if it is the same idea and the same command, there is still a clear difference in the final result, but this gap is not caused by the quality of the soldiers, but only because of the existence of a person who charges into battle.

The long sword was thrown freely, and Pang Zhi's figure rushed to the front of the team, even though his actions were of little practical use, the enemy commander had no IQ defects, and would definitely not waste firepower on him. But that was only before he came into contact with the enemy line.

When he broke into the enemy formation, his real role came into play, the sword shadow flew one after another, not seeking to kill, just splitting the surrounding crowd to cause more chaos, perhaps because of the sensitivity of the swordsman, he was able to find the key place in the enemy formation every time, causing the greatest damage to the opponent's formation.

Although he only rushed into the enemy line 4 seconds early, he caused hundreds of casualties on his side, and the gap between the two sides further widened.

"Rush to the Peerless?"

The helmet man secretly sighed, he didn't expect that he would be caught off guard by tactics that should have been eliminated many years ago, and it was still on an occasion where morale was already ineffective.

Charging in a very ancient time, even including the era of cold weapons is also a very old time, it is a very useful tactic, usually one side sends a general, hacks the opposite general, and then leads people into the enemy formation, you can win, but that is a very primitive tactic.

On the one hand, there is a shortage of manpower, and no one can guarantee that they will definitely win when they rush into battle, and this tactic is either a big victory or a big defeat, which is too extreme, on the other hand, with the study of war and the development of tactics, there are more and more ways to kill those who dare to rush into battle, and everyone is more inclined to squat in the rear to command.

"Do you feel powerless?" Silver Kamen asked, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, "But there are such people in this world, the roads of the world, our plans have no effect on them, they will always walk on the path they insist on." ”

"In some ways, you and I do too." The man in the helmet responded, "But it seems that we can delay a little shorter." ”

Of course, although the two of them meet the selection criteria for careerists from any point of view, as careerists who can leverage the balance of the whole world with their personal strength, at least in terms of sticking to this item, there is not much difference from heroes, and they are also firmly on the path they have chosen.

Therefore, even though they have seen the outcome of defeat, the two have no intention of escaping.

"The number of soldiers who lost their combat effectiveness reached 10%, which is really an exaggerated loss." Connecting the brains of the communication soldiers, Hua Feng directly controlled the soldiers at the same time, and also intuitively obtained the data of the battle, which is a terrible data for hot weapon warfare.

"The enemy lost 13%, the time consumed was 7 minutes, it was worth it." It was worth it, in exchange for the death of more soldiers, and from the feedback of the results, it was verified that his choice was correct, and Hua Feng was even more effective in terms of consumption.

Boom!

The battlefield was a sudden explosion, and suddenly the surroundings turned into a bloody blanket, and it turned out to be a Yellow Turban Army rushing into the three enemies, without hesitation, pulling the bomb on his waist, and suddenly the four of them became such a scene.

"This ......"

Is it considered karmic reincarnation, once in the imperial capital, the Black King's side used his soldiers as mobile explosives, almost once to eliminate the wanderers, and at this moment the situation is reversed, and the drifters use their own people as two-legged bombs.

It's not strange to be cruel, but it's incomprehensible that the other party still has the upper hand, and he attacked himself before, and it can be said that he was exchanging the soldier's life for time, but at this moment he attacked.

"The other party's attrition is at least 65%" Although it is only a rough estimate, the final result will not be too far behind, and because of this, the helmet man felt surprised.

At this moment, the enemy's choice can indeed destroy their own side as quickly as possible, but the enemy's soldier losses will also be very large, more than 65%, such losses will make them useless when facing Julius's defenders.

"Because they don't know the specifics of Julius?" After Silver Kamen finished speaking, he shook his head, the other party can force himself and others to such a point, what is the difference between contempt for the other party's wisdom and contempt for his own wisdom.

"They're here to hold us back."

A seemingly unreasonable reason, but it is the only reason that can explain the situation at the moment.

"Kisuke Kamohara should have broken through the outer blockade and informed Yurius of our situation here."

This should be good news, but what if this is something that has long been calculated on the other side?

"They have a third force." The man in the helmet waved his hand violently, this time completely calculated.

The first force is undoubtedly the one they are fighting with at the moment, and the second force is the army led by Chiaki Nanami, after meeting with the Silver Mask, this one was speculated by the Helmet Man through what he said about Virgil's whereabouts, and was also revealed by Virgil to the Black King.

As for the last one, it is an unknown army, and it is not clear how many troops there are, or who will lead the army, but as things stand, it seems that the other side will pass through here.

"Silver Kamen, you...... Forget it, it's too late, you can only fight to the death. ”

The helmet man ordered the soldiers to advance again, and his own side no longer cared about losses, and blew himself up to kill the enemy, trying to divide the chaotic battlefield and create a gap for a breakthrough.

But before that, a figure had broken through the siege and smashed into the enemy's middle army.

Pang Zhi's body has been dyed red, and several cracks tell the hardships of the road, but at this moment everything is worth it, the peerless sword blooms with the most dazzling brilliance in the case of no one to fight.