Because of the large number of people, the car did not drive fast at the top of Zion, and it took more than ten minutes to drive out of Zion, and another five or six minutes to reach a high ground near the battlefield.

A large number of Zion operatives are gathered here, and their commander-in-chief, the "Medic", is also here, carefully observing the situation on the battlefield so that they can make judgments and give orders at any time.

From here, you can see the entire battlefield in full view.

Blood, flames, broken vehicles, and fragments of limbs all make up the theme of this battlefield.

Zion's operatives, under the command of the Medic, used the vehicles to construct makeshift positions in which they fought to the death against the Slavic army.

Their first round of combat was clearly effective, as evidenced by the fragmented corpses of the Slavic army on the ground at the front of the "chariot formation".

There was a river of blood in the field of vehicles, and at a glance, countless corpses lay on the ground, and countless blood stained the ground and cars with large scarlets.

Flames swirled in it, and many of the corpses were charred black, and the evaporated blood could be clearly seen turning into white gas and rising into the air.

Pan Long took a cursory glance and judged that the number of Slavic soldiers who died in that area should have exceeded three hundred.

More than 300 people died at once, which is a very appalling tragedy in normal times, but in this war of 4,000 against 100,000, it is not worth mentioning at all.

But at least one thing was gratifying - there wasn't a single corpse of an operator in Zion's uniform in that area.

("The Doctor" is such an amazing commander!)

Pan Long sighed secretly in his heart.

In addition to this, what made him sigh was the cruelty of war.

Although he himself had experienced many wars, and there were even more enemies killed at his hands than in that battlefield, it was the first time he had seen such a tragic scene.

The situation on the battlefield made Pan Long's eyelids jump. The "Chimera", who was walking next to him, was even more pale and almost vomited.

It's not that the girl hasn't experienced a fight, but the biggest scene she's ever seen is just a "big battle" of dozens of people on both sides.

The "doctor" in a blue-gray robe did not look back, but looked intently at the battlefield, constantly giving orders with gestures and short words.

The guards standing next to him quickly conveyed his orders, allowing the operators on the front lines to respond.

Under his command, Zion's operatives were able to strike out of the enemy's unprepared position every time, and each time they were able to leave before the enemy could counterattack.

It's like the famous words of boxing champion Ali: move like a butterfly, sting like a bee, light and fast, and invincible.

The Slavic army naturally did not want to be pressed and beaten, but they did not have much to do for a while.

In such an environment where barriers are dense, the advantage of numbers is greatly diminished.

But the generals of the Slavic army were not in a hurry, and in the command center, the old generals listened to the reports from the front and sat in their chairs without moving.

"I've heard people say that Zion's 'doctor' is the number one in the world...... At the time, I just thought it was a joke. Now it seems that maybe it's really not bragging. A slightly younger general said, "With only three or four thousand men, I can fight this battle like this, at least I certainly can't do it." ”

"I can't do it either. The old general said, "But no matter how good he is at using his troops, what can he do? We have hundreds of thousands, and they only have a few thousand." Even if he could spell out ten people with one person, it would not be even half of us. ”

"It's a shame that such a talent should be in the company of sinners!" said another general.

"He doesn't love himself, he deserves it. ”

"yes, you deserve it!"

The generals chimed in.

At this moment, a general with a slightly lower rank said worriedly: "I'm worried about one thing. If he loses this battle and flees, join the forces that are hostile to the Slavs - such as the Kingdom of Perrant, with the strength of the Kingdom of Perrant and his command ......"

The generals all frowned.

Although they were reluctant to admit it, they had to admit that the young commander of Zion did have the ability to turn decay into magic, like the legendary alchemist who turned stones into gold, commanding a group of paramilitaries who they thought could only be regarded as stragglers like a sophisticated machine, constantly strangling their own soldiers.

This time, with dozens of times the superiority of troops, they don't care how subtle the other party's command is, and they can win no matter what.

But...... As the general feared, if that person became a high-ranking official in an enemy country, for example, if he joined the Slavic kingdom of Perrant, when he led the Perrant Young Guard with the Camille Knights as the core, would the Slavic Empire be able to defeat him again?

The Perrant Kingdom is not strong, but it can gather an army of fifty or sixty thousand. If you want to die at all costs, it is possible to even cobble together an army of more than 100,000 people.

For the great Slavic Empire, under normal circumstances, there is nothing to fear from hundreds of thousands of enemy troops - the Slavic Empire can come up with an army of this size at any time, and in the case of general mobilization, a million troops can be taken out.

But what if you're facing an enemy that can outnumber you with 10 or even stronger?

For a while, there was silence in the command center of the Slavic army.

Unbeknownst to the enemy commanders, the Doctor had such a high opinion of him, and he was now concentrating on using his abilities to mobilize every squad of Zion Operators like a game of chess, keeping them on the move, dodging enemy attacks and attacking enemy weaknesses.

This put a huge strain on his spirit, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes gradually became empty and cloudy.

But he was prepared.

He is very clear about his own abilities - the use of foreknowledge will consume energy, and even make him fall into a state of confusion, fainting and even madness. But as long as he uses refined psionic potions, he can partially recover his state.

He prepared a lot of such potions, enough to support them for a long time.

Not only that, if the potion was not enough, he could directly swallow the spiritual energy crystals as a last resort.

Psionic crystals are deadly poisons for ordinary people, and they can be infected at the slightest touch. But he is a primitive human, the only race in the world that will not be infected by psionic energy.

The psionic energy crystals swallowed in his stomach, not only could not infect him, but also released a large amount of psionic energy, allowing him to immediately return to a state of complete consciousness.

But psionic crystals are not only a toxin of psionic energy, it also has other poisons. If you eat too much, the toxicity will accumulate too much, and he will faint too.

In any case, he had prepared enough not to let Zion's operatives suffer serious losses, at least until he fell.

"I can do it!" he whispered to himself, "I've saved a lot of people, I've never missed, and this time will be no exception!"

At that moment, he saw countless red lines stretching from the tanks of the Slavic army, pointing to his own makeshift positions.

"Retreat!" he roared, "the enemy is about to start a tank bombardment!"