Jinling Airport.

A night of fierce fighting, the dawn in the east, the morning glow in the sky, a little bleak red, as if the blood shed here last night had dyed the sky red.

Fighting, screaming, roaring......

When the dawn came, everything finally fell silent in an instant, and the quiet pin drop could be heard, and it could even be said to be ...... There was a dead silence, as if all the sounds in heaven and earth had disappeared in an instant, along with the shouting of killing!

in the airport.

The corpses were piled up, black and red blood was rolling down the sewers, there were broken swords everywhere, the smell was fishy, and even a thin layer of blood mist was floating on the surface of the ground, which looked extremely demonic!

After a night of fierce fighting, the fighting between the two sides finally stopped!

To be precise, it was the southern kingdom that was defeated by the enemy on the belly, and the remaining more than 2,000 people were all surrounded!

There are only more than 2,000 people left......

In other words, in this battle, more than 12,000 of them slept here forever, and less than 20% of the living were alive, which was really a situation where one in ten did not survive!

This kind of casualty figure can already be said to be shocking, even a local war between countries cannot kill so many people!

And Xingtian's side is not comfortable, aside from the 4,000 people taken away by Wan Yan Xiao who turned around and rushed to Jinling, there were more than 10,000 warriors who rushed into this battlefield last night!

But now......

There are less than 5,000 left!

More than half of the battle was damaged, and the wounded were not counted!

Last night, at this Jinling Airport, 20,000 people were buried!

I'm afraid that this casualty figure will be dumbfounded even if it is lost to General Xu Kaixian!!

Because, even if it is a country's regular army, it will collapse when more than 20 percent of the war casualties are killed! No era or country from ancient times to the present day is an exception!

Even if it is the elite of the elite of the Mongolian iron cavalry that Genghis Khan swept across the Eurasian continent in the past, the proportion of battle losses that can withstand is only 40%, as long as more than 40% of the war dead will completely collapse!

But last night, in the battle that broke out between a group of men walking in the dark, a miraculous result was fought!

The battle losses on both sides are more than sixty percent, and no one retreats!

If this result is lost to every general in the world, I am afraid that they will give a thumbs up--what a fierce warrior! Fighting to the last man without surrendering can be called tragic!

At this moment, looking at it, Jinling, a super-large airport that is said to be able to take off 100 civil aircraft at the same time, has been covered with corpses, densely packed, at a glance, full of death, that is the death of the brave!

Last night, right here, 20,000 fearless warriors let out their final battle cry in battle, martyrdom!

......

"Hum Hum Hum ......"

Wang Zicong was holding a knife in his right arm, gasping for breath in the support of many black disciples in the southern country who were already covered in wounds, and his left arm was ...... It's gone!

It was lost in last night's battle, and I just took a shirt and tied it up and continued to fight with others, and I was brave!

After a night of fierce fighting, the whole person was actually exhausted at this moment, but a pair of eyes flashed with a fierce light, staring at Xingtian who was standing less than thirty meters away from him!

At this moment, Xingtian was covered in blood, and when he mentioned the Great Wild Halberd, the black-red blood continued to fall down the halberd, standing in the chaos of corpses, like a god!

"Hahaha......"

Wang Zicong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and then, struggling, he once again raised the Tang knife in his hand that had broken open!

This...... I'm going to give the order to attack again!

Last night, they were surrounded three times, and he raised his knife three times, and then ...... They broke through three times!!

"Wow!"

When he landed, the two thousand remnant black disciples behind him all raised their knives in their hands!

"Enough!"

Xing Tian broke off, his eyes were red, and his roar floated across the much empty airport, his eyes stared at Wang Zicong and shouted: "I'm damn you, you've been defeated!!!!"

Are you going to fucking kill all the remaining 2,000 warriors here?"

"Whoa......

The Tang knife in Wang Zicong's hand shook violently, and it was suspended in the air for a while, but it didn't fall for a long time, and he looked at Xingtian with some complexity, and only after a long time did he say softly: "You, or me, we ...... Is there a choice?"

"Yes!"

Xing Tian shouted and wiped the blood on his face fiercely: "Put down the knife in your hand, you have proven yourself with battle!"

Enough!

Put down your knife and go home, or follow me!"

"Come down, warriors of the southern country! you are the bravest warriors I Ye Tianhao have ever seen in my life, and you are also my ...... The most respected enemy!"

Ye Tianhao shouted, holding a Sulu ingot spear in his hand, the black spear tassels had been stained with blood, stuck together, and roared: "There are really too many people who have died, we have taken less than a month to conquer the entire north, and all the battle losses are not as heavy as the first battle in the south!"

At this point, there is no point in fighting, and there is no point in death!"

"The city is in the people, and the city is dead!"

Wang Zicong smiled lightly, with a hint of indescribable sadness in his smile, raised his eyes to the sky, and the exhaled breath quickly turned into a puff of white mist in the cold air of late autumn: "We are samurai, this is our fate, and dying on the battlefield is our best destination, from the moment we pick up the knife, everything has been decided, we ...... There is no choice!"

"No one has a choice!"

Xing Tian shouted: "But each of us has to make our own choice in the absence of choice!"

You now have two options, first, keep fighting and use your stubbornness to push these two thousand exhausted brothers into the fire pit!

Second, lay down your arms and be full of loyalty and righteousness!

Last night, you deprived 10,000 families of their youngest and strongest laborers, and shattered 10,000 families!

Have you ever thought that those who die here have their wives and children at home, and their parents waiting for him to support?

Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream!"

As soon as these words came out, it was obvious that a trace of hesitation flashed on Wang Zicong's face......

Even, even the two thousand southern black disciples slowly lowered their heads, obviously Xingtian's words hit the most vulnerable place in their hearts!

For a while, it became more and more quiet here, and after a night of fierce fighting, everyone was tired and tired!

After being silent for a long time, Wang Zicong said faintly: "Since you feel sorry for those who died, why did you provoke this war?"

"You said, we don't have a choice. ”

Xing Tian spread his hands and said softly: "In the world, there is virtue!"

Xiao Yuesheng has been sitting in the southern country for so many years, and he is controlled by many aspects, he can't lead you higher and farther!

But I'm different, serve me, I can lead you to attack the country, set up overseas to invite the Quartet, fight for a lifetime of glory, a lifetime of glory!

I can lead you through a completely different life, and the waves are magnificent!

I can take you on a quest to conquer enemies you have never seen before, and to occupy worlds you have never touched!

I can take you to kill the strongest enemies, sleep with the most beautiful women, drink the strongest wine, and enjoy the glory and wealth of the world!

I can even take you with me...... Out of the darkness! Out of the dark corner of the underworld, which is hated by the world!"

Out of the darkness!?

In an instant, Wang Zicong was like being struck by lightning, looking at Xingtian for a long time, but the shock on his face did not disappear for a moment, you can imagine how frightened Xingtian's ambition was!

After a long time, Wang Zicong sighed: "Although they are enemies, I have to admit that your subordinates are much luckier than our people, they have met a male master, and they may walk out of a road that we have never thought of, and it is impossible for Brother Sheng to take us out!"

Pity...... I still can't trust you!

In the first battle of Huadu, you deceived many of Li Changqing's subordinates, but you did not hesitate to cut off their heads when they put down their knives!

You conquer cities in the north and are invincible, but everywhere you go, there are records of prisoners!

I...... I can't believe you! I don't dare to hand over my brother to you!"

"Don't compare your warriors with Li Changqing's garbage!"

Xing Tian roared: "That group of garbage is all evil, drugs, skin and meat business, smuggling......

Touch anything!

What I need is warriors who dare to fight to the death, not garbage! garbage like them deserves to die!

But your warriors are different, they are real men, and the blood in their chests is hot and red!

Although they are in the underground world, they are much cleaner than the world, without that disgusting hypocrisy and ugly face, and they carry the Shura knife in their hands, but a brave and loyal liver towards the blue sky is enough to wash everything!

They shouldn't die in a small Jinling, even if they do, they should die on a much broader battlefield!"

"I've never wanted my enemies to surrender so much in my life, but I really want you to surrender!

I...... I really can't bear to kill you!"

"I promise, as long as you put down your sword, I won't force you to fight Xiao Yuesheng, just wait for the north and south affairs, and give you the opportunity to choose yourself!

Those who are willing to follow me to fight the world, I welcome you, and treat you as my own brothers, just like my brothers!

If you don't want to, I'll let you go free!"

“......”

Xing Tian said these words sincerely, but when he just finished speaking, a roar suddenly came out from the southern blacks!

"I'll fuck you fake benevolence and righteousness, Lao Tzu will not surrender!"

A twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old young man stepped out of the crowd in one step, with seven or eight wounds on his body, still glaring at Xingtian, and walked directly to Wang Zicong's side and shouted: "Brother Cong, don't be embarrassed, let's not descend!"

As long as you say a word, I'll fucking fight with these Tartars!"

"Shut up!"

Wang Zicong shouted: "In the future, he will be your eldest brother, you can't talk like this!"

"Huh?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react for a while: "You...... Say what?"

"Come down!"

Wang Zicong closed his eyes gently, and did not look at the young man from beginning to end, as if he did not dare to face the young and fiery heart of the other party, he raised his head and sighed: "We ...... Drop!"

“......”

(I wish the brothers a happy Lantern Festival, family reunion, health and peace!)