"Kill!"

"Rush!"

"Defeat them!"

"Glory belongs to you and me!"

In the northern tundra wasteland, a shocking battle is slowly kicking off.

The Ninth Army of the Tang Empire, a modern infantry corps, has good personal strength, powerful weapons and equipment, and well-trained combat, so to speak, the combat effectiveness of this army surpasses almost any army of the same level and grade, not to mention the same size of the legions of other empires, even if it is a waiting army to come two or three to defeat them, it is not easy. This is no longer just a matter of strength, but also the morale, style, and combat confidence of the entire team are all related to the course of the battle and the victory or defeat.

This army, after three years of training in the Tang Empire's own unique methods, although it is not an iron-blooded army, but in terms of combat awareness and combat confidence, it has almost surpassed most of the army, coupled with their strong personal strength and sophisticated combat equipment, their strength is definitely beyond the imagination of any local general. But now, it is such a team that can be regarded as an ace army within Datang, but it has encountered a crazy attack that almost crippled them.

It was the rebel army that fought against them, but it was not any legion of the rebel army, but a combined legion of eight large legions of the rebel army, which numbered more than ten times that of the ninth legion, and the most terrifying thing was that the soldiers of the rebel army, like puppets, had no feeling of pain or fear at all, and only knew about the crazy attack. No matter how many of them were killed by the Ninth Legion and how many attacks they repulsed, they still couldn't make them take half a step back.

More than three million troops, in five days of fighting, have lost more than two million people. But these guys, even though they have lost more than two-thirds of the battle, are still attacking frantically. As long as they don't die, even if they can't stand up, they can still attack with their own hands and mouths, pick their eyes, pull their nostrils, bite their throats, these rebel soldiers have become crazy people who only know how to kill, and they have completely lost their sanity as human beings.

Although the Ninth Legion is the ace legion of the Tang Dynasty. But their number is only 300,000, and they have lost nearly 100,000 men in five days of fighting, but they have been well trained, and they have deeply understood what discipline is. And this time the battle was not a simple encounter, but a battle for the northern gateway of the Tang Dynasty - Broken Wind Canyon.

This is a very important place. It must not be thrown away. Once this place is lost, there is almost no natural danger to defend in the northern part of the Tang Empire, and it is completely a plain terrain of a flat river. And the rebel army on the opposite side, from the beginning of its expulsion, showed a completely different state from the last world war. In the past, they might have made some kind of slogan and restrained themselves. They still create a perfect image for ordinary people. But this time, not only did they fight like madmen, but their lives were no different from those of madmen.

Everywhere I passed, there was really no grass. Without adequate supplies, be satisfied with plundering along the way. And if looting isn't enough? Then eat people!

Anything they could find, they ate it. The small villages on the edge of the northern tundra wasteland are basically not affiliated with any empire, they are equivalent to black households, but no one will embarrass them, because they are too poor to be exploited by thieves or nobles. But they were so poor that even the thieves were unwilling to deal with them, but in the end they became the rations of the rebel army, a whole 200,000 people, and the army crossed the border, and they were swallowed up without even turning up many waves. In the end, all that remained was devastation and bones all over the ground, and even a one-year-old baby, these rebels would not let go.

They are beasts, they are devils, they are no longer human.

Therefore, it is even more unlikely that the Ninth Legion, which is responsible for guarding the Broken Wind Canyon, will let them go. Although the mobility of the Imperial troops is extremely strong, it is not something that can be gathered in just two or three days. These rebel guys came too suddenly, and they were still attacking the Holy City, but who knows, they came here as soon as they turned around? As the last world war, it dealt a major blow to the rebel army, which directly led to the last defeat of the rebel army, and became their most hated existence, and together, the Tang Empire and all living beings in the Tang Empire became their enemies.

If they were to be let in, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The commander of the Ninth Legion is a native of this world, and he was promoted not long ago, although he is a native of this world, his loyalty to Datang is not in doubt. It was with this in mind that he resolutely did not retreat, and he did not retreat when he died. His determination infected the entire legion, and the legion worked together to get stuck on the Broken Wind Canyon, even if the corpse was already more than ten meters high, no one took even one step back, even if they fought with the enemy, they would fight until the last moment.

Because, behind them, not only their homeland, but also their families, they will never allow anyone to hurt their families, no one, no one!

Fortunately, the industry of the Tang Empire is really very developed, with the continuous radiation of the Red Alert base and the help of Optimus Prime, the ability to produce ammunition has far exceeded that of any country on the earth in the previous life, although the large army has not been able to come so quickly, but the flying brigade has been back and forth many times, a large number of materials and war machines have been dropped, and the arrival of the eighth and ninth paratrooper divisions has finally temporarily alleviated the dilemma of the ninth army in the Broken Wind Canyon.

And this is just a small corner of the entire battlefield, and now the western continent has completely fallen into chaos, and the spread of chaos has exceeded anyone's imagination. Because, there is an empire that has rebelled. I don't know what method the rebel army used, and actually let the Trukrat Empire, one of the three major empires, directly rebel with four small empires, which is tantamount to a thunderbolt to the people of the entire continent, shaking everyone who hears the news.

This kind of strategy of drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle directly dragged the originally clear battle situation into a situation where no one knew the outcome. The sudden mutiny of the four empires, a sudden attack in the rear of the human defense line, directly tore the main defense line and the entire central region. The rebels had completely invaded, millions of people, nothing to the entire continent, but when hundreds of millions of beasts with human skins rushed into the crowd, the chaos caused was indescribable.

Not everyone is as determined as the soldiers of the Ninth Legion, and not everyone can look directly at the scene of their own clan devouring, and many heroic units that have made great achievements in battle have completely collapsed after encountering this kind of cannibalistic madman. The collapse of an army can cause the collapse of an army. The collapse of a legion can cause chaos in an entire region. And if one area is chaotic, several surrounding areas will follow people's hearts. And once the hearts of the people are scattered, this team is really difficult to lead.

And what's even more hateful. I don't know which fool actually deducted military pay at such a juncture. It's already a matter of life and death. As a result, as soon as such a scandal came out, the credibility of the human empire began to decline suddenly. The empire is decaying, the rebels are crazy, and the orcs are protecting themselves. The people who led the five leaders of the Tang Dynasty, the entire western continent, were already a complete mess, and no one could sort out the situation. And no one dared to fall into it again. At the same time, because of the betrayal of Emperor Trucrates, other empires also guarded against each other, and there was no longer the same force as before.

In short, this is the situation in the western continent now, and it is not an exaggeration to say that each family sweeps the snow in front of the door regardless of the frost on the tiles of others. And between these empires, there are crazy rebel armies, with more and more poor people who are ruined and falling into madness, constantly attacking every creature they can see, attacking every building they can see, in short, crazy, all crazy, completely crazy!

……

The Eastern Continent, slightly stronger than the Western Continent, at least did not fall into complete madness. But their condition is not much better.

With the addition of the Forty Great Kou and the government, the war between the two sides has been completely launched. The main battlefields are in five places, namely Qingyue Lake, Haoyue Mountain, Qixing Plain, Tan Kun Mountain and Fengshaling, these five places have become the main battle places of the two camps. Every day, a large number of lives are thrown into it, and then it is as if they have entered a bottomless vortex, and they are directly devoured. Every day, more than 100,000 people are injured, and even the twenty major sects can't bear such losses. Even if it is the forty big Kou and the government, they can't stand it at all. But it has been fought to this extent, let them give up, it is even more impossible, and now everyone is fighting, fighting the enemy, it is their own victory.

And everyone believes that they will be able to fight the enemy to death, and they will definitely be the one who laughs last.

It is precisely because of this idea that no one is willing to quit despite the pain of heartache. Everyone held their breath and must kill their enemies, and they would not give up until they fought for this purpose.

This is an unknown mound in the Wind and Sand Ridge, and hundreds of men in tawny leather armor are lurking behind the sand dunes lightly. There was only one person, quietly burying himself in the sand, looking motionless into the distance.

At this time, it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the sun had set for a while, and the temperature of the sand was far less high than during the day, and at the same time, it was not as cold as the night. In fact, this man has been crawling here for three whole days. He endured the high temperature of forty or fifty degrees at noon, and the low temperature of minus twenty degrees at night made it seem that even the blood could be frozen, and he endured it.

This kind of endurance is definitely beyond anyone's imagination.

However, in the next moment, a look of surprise suddenly rose in his unwavering eyes, and in the distance of his vision, dark shadows were slowly appearing.

Quietly, the little lizard crawled out of his sleeve, then burrowed out of the sand and was grabbed by another large hand.

"Here we are."

The person who grabbed the little lizard suddenly felt happy when he saw the color of the little lizard's skin. Glancing back at his companion who had been lurking for three days like himself, he nodded slightly, and gestured with his hand a few times, everyone's breath became weak, and they held their breath one by one, and even their breath was completely hidden. Not to mention that this kind of night is very old, even in broad daylight when the sun is hot, they are difficult to be detected. And the people on the other side, apparently, did not notice them.

It was a regular caravan of about 100 camels, dragging large packages. It looked like some goods, and the caravan was dressed like a merchant.

But in the eyes of these hidden people, there are too many flaws in the enemy.

The calluses at the tiger's mouth, what is it that is not held with a knife? Walking on the sand, the soles of your feet sink less than a centimeter, your light skills are too good, right? A completely subconscious formation can be prevented in almost any direction, do ordinary businessmen have such a ability? And, last but not least, the pair of sharp eyes. Like an eagle above the nine heavens, just kidding, this is the eyes that ordinary people can have? The talents of the Heavenly Eagle Palace have such eyes, and the eagle eyes are a long-term coveted exercise by almost every sect, and only fools can't see it.

These idiots of the Aquila Palace. Do you really think it's okay to disguise yourself as a businessman? Let's not talk about so many flaws, just ask one word. The way of the world today. Will there still be such merchants?

Almost everyone who saw the Aquila Palace camel caravan had this thought, and then immediately after, a feeling of impatience arose. Dealing with this kind of chick, it is obviously a big fat existence, and everyone can't help but want to move.

But just as he was about to act, the man who grabbed the little lizard suddenly waved his hand. Everyone who was about to lift their breath instantly fell silent again, and everyone looked at their leader with puzzled eyes.

This commanding general existence, a pair of tiger eyes looked around, and muttered slightly for a moment. After looking around, his face finally became ugly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Fooled!"

A simple sentence, a simple three words, but everyone behind him was like thunder, almost subconsciously, everyone jumped up from the ground, but at the moment when they got up, one side appeared.

Brush Brush Brush ......

Countless arrows descended on them like a plague of locusts, and countless black arrows flew out of the black night sky, and the sharp arrows tore through the air, tore through the leather armor, and pierced into their flesh.

"Ahh

"Help!"

"What is this?" 、

"We were fooled, we were ambushed!"

The screams came and went, and those who reacted slowly were directly shot to the ground. Those who reacted quickly let go of the scimitars in their mouths and opened the arrows.

But their speed is still a step slower, although they have tried their best to defend, but the density of arrows is too high, in just a dozen seconds, at least thousands of arrows have been splashed out, like a splash of water, almost pervasive, before and after less than half a minute, the team of hundreds of people was killed and wounded, only the leader was still standing there with a knife, but his chest had been shot by more than a dozen crossbow arrows, and his back was also hit by no less than ten crossbow arrows, and there were also many on his arms and legs, The whole person looked like a hedgehog, and the blood that swam was pouring out from all parts of his body as if it had turned on a faucet.

"Traitor ......"

The leader stood there with difficulty, looking at his subordinates who were slowly crawling out of the sand, their faces full of cold murderous intent.

From the moment he sensed something was wrong, he knew what the problem was. As a scout-like existence, the actions of himself and others must be formulated by the man in front of him. The route, location, and timing are all up to the other party, and he, the leader, is responsible for fighting with the children, and the things before and after the battle are all the man's business. Including the location of this ambush, it is also up to him to decide.

It is precisely because of this convenience that this level of ambush can be arranged so quietly, and the time of this ambush is definitely three days ago, and he and the others also happened to get the news three days ago and came here, and they did not come directly from the base camp, but were temporarily decided to come here when they were preparing to return from another place. Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is something wrong with the source of this news that can be ambushed. It can be said that all this is inseparable from the man in front of him. But what he couldn't understand was that this man was a subordinate he had known for five or six years, and his parents had died at the hands of the so-called famous and decent people, and he had a resentment towards these sects far beyond himself and others.

But why, the Eagle Palace is also one of the famous and decent families, and the crimes he has committed are also innumerable, but he will still take refuge in the other party, and he will ambush himself and others?

"Traitor?"

Just when the leader's legs were weak and his eyes were black, the man suddenly spoke.

"No, it's not. I'm not a traitor, I've been your enemy from the beginning......"

As he spoke, the man slowly tore off his face scarf, and at the same time stood with the camel caravan members who came forward, the leader was slightly stunned, and then his face changed drastically, staring at each other in disbelief, his face was unprecedentedly pale.

Because he saw that his "subordinate" and the leader of the camel caravan looked more than 90 percent similar, and the two looked together, as if they were brothers standing together.

"My elder brother, a third-generation disciple of the Heavenly Eagle Palace, and I, a disciple of the secret sect of the Heavenly Eagle Palace."

"What ......"

The leader really heard the news from the other party's mouth, and finally slowly widened his eyes, and there was a roar in his mind, his eyes went black, and he fell down directly. The excessive excitement accelerated his death, and finally after being hit by a full thirty-seven arrows, this stout man, without even a real swing of the knife, swallowed his last breath directly.

And this situation is constantly being staged on the battlefield of the entire eastern continent, and years of operation have allowed the two sides to bury a large number of dark chess pieces for each other, and as the war continues, these shadows have surfaced one by one, contributing their own strength to their own sects and divisions. (To be continued......)