Zion's operatives didn't retreat very far, but only retreated about a kilometer before regrouping the defensive line again.

This time, the defense line is more solid and detailed than before—after all, it is more prepared. Almost every high ground was guarded, and the entire defensive line was stretched for five or six kilometers, and it was believed that even if the Slavic army pressed on the whole line, it would be able to resist for a while.

However, in order to arrange such a long defensive line, Zion's operators have basically been scattered, and except for a few mobile troops, there are no extra manpower left.

Looking at the defense line, Pan Long said worriedly: "This defense line ...... I'm afraid I'm going to have to fight hard. ”

"Not yet, it can be delayed for a while. The commander-in-chief, the "doctor", explained, "It's just that the battle will be more intense than last time, and it won't be to the point of hard fighting." ”

He turned his head and pointed to the rear, and Pan Long followed the direction he was pointing, and saw a large number of operators modifying the terrain and building a new defensive line.

"Those are mercenaries, let them go to this kind of battlefield, they themselves may not be willing, and we may not be at ease. "So I arranged for them to set up the battlefield, which was a little harder, but at least it was not life-threatening." ”

"Not only that, but we also have a large number of volunteers. He continued, "These volunteers are psychics, and many of them are very capable. They lack adequate combat training and it is irresponsible to put them into battle as soldiers. But there was no problem at all in asking them to help build the battlefield and provide logistics. ”

"In terms of numbers, what we lack in Zion is not 'combat-ready men,' but 'trained armed men.' ”

Only then did Pan Long understand where his confidence came from.

The total population of Zion, with the surrounding makeshift settlements, is probably more than 300,000. In such a large population, the number of psionic beings with combat effectiveness that can be selected is naturally huge.

If you don't think about quality, maybe Zion can also put together an army of 100,000.

The "Medic" is not a man who cares about human life, and he will not let psykers who are not trained in military affairs go into battle. But as long as he was willing to stay and help, he also arranged tasks.

Fighting is not good, labor is always fine.

Not only that, Pan Long looked carefully, and he could see that many people were coming in an endless stream. Under the arrangement of Zion Operators, they went to a place where they needed to build a position, and they threw themselves into the construction of the position in full swing.

"It's a pity that the Slavs came too suddenly, and by the time we got the news, they were already very close to us. "If we can get the news a day earlier, I am confident that with Zion's own strength alone, we can wear down their army of 100,000 in layers, until in the end they are unable to fight anymore and can only retreat in disarray." ”

As he spoke, another round of battle began.

In the face of the Slavic army pouring in like a tidal wave, the Zion operatives, who had already fought more than one round, did not get nervous at all and calmly attacked.

Arrows and spells fell on the Slavic army.

Pan Long was far away and could not hear the Slavs' dying screams, but he could see that in just a few seconds, the formation of the Slavic army at the head had become much thinner.

But only a moment later, several times the attack of Zion's side, fell from the bottom up, towards every high ground.

The "doctor" frowned, and his breathing became heavy.

About a minute later, he got a report of battle damage from the front.

Looking at the report, which was enumerated in symbols and numbers, he closed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and then took several deep breaths before releasing his fists and opening his eyes.

"Keep fighting. His voice became a little dry, but unusually firm, "Elite Squad, prepare to attack!"

Pan Long was taken aback, he didn't expect the situation to be so bad.

He couldn't help but ask, "Now is the time to let the elite squad attack?"

He has also learned the art of war - the northland boy takes joining the army as his main pursuit, and the art of war is a compulsory course for everyone, regardless of whether he is proficient or not, basic common sense must be familiar - naturally understands that the elite attack means that the pressure on his own defense line is too great, and he needs to find ways to relieve some pressure.

Of course, it is also possible that the elite attack is aimed at breaking the enemy army, but that is clearly not the case now.

The "doctor" nodded heavily: "The loss is beyond my expectations...... I never thought that the battle would be so fierce when I didn't have time to command!"

Pan Long suddenly understood, and said in a deep voice: "Then put me into the team that is going to attack." ”

Everyone around was taken aback, and the "Chimera" shook his head again and again, his long ears spinning around like a windmill.

"No, how can you let you go to war!"

"Yes, even if we all die here, keep you safe!"

"If you go with us, we don't know how to fight......"

Pan Long didn't answer, just looked at the "doctor", and continued to say in a deep voice: "You have read that combat report, my strength, you should know it very well." ”

He looked around again and said, "It's not that I'm bragging, one person, a hundred, ten thousand people before I am exhausted...... For me, it doesn't really make a difference. ”

"If I can turn the battlefield into a road that only a few people are allowed to pass through, I am even confident that I can kill all 100,000 troops by myself!"

The operators were at first incredulous, but seeing the expressions of "Doctor" and "Chimera", they slowly opened their mouths and looked at Pan Long with wide eyes.

Everyone knew each other so well, they could naturally tell from the faces of the two leaders whether what Pan Long said was true or false.

Undoubtedly, what Pan Long said, at least the two leaders agreed.

The "doctor" looked puzzled and hesitated for a few seconds before sighing.

"You have to be safe. He said, "Don't rely on your strong defenses to rush to the Slav command center!"

"That's a good idea. Pan Long smiled, "If I just rush over and kill their commander......"

"Don't even think about it!" the doctor shouted, then lowered his tone, "If you really want to try the decapitation raid, I'll prepare a suitable opportunity for you in the next round or the next round of defense." But at least not now, absolutely not now!"

Pan Long was not stubborn and agreed to his request.

Moments later, dressed in a protective suit and wearing a helmet, he mingled with a group of elite operators and rushed down a hill that had been set up long ago.

The location of that hill is particularly good, with a wide view of the surroundings, which is perfect for sniping. The Slavic army also took it as the focus of the attack, gathered a large number of men and horses, and charged towards this side in a black press.

Coincidentally, among the agents guarding this mountain, there are also Pan Long's acquaintances.

Rangier, a lizardman who was already very old, was in this position.

In addition to him, there are two Medic Operators, as well as several Sniper Operators who use different ranged weapons.

One of the antler-wielding heavybow operators was the most skilled, shooting slower than the others, but each arrow could hit the vital point of a Slavic soldier, one arrow at a time.

Pan Long noticed that she had shot all the soldiers wearing lighter armor, deliberately avoiding those wearing heavy armor.

The heavily armoured ones were headed by a pink-haired girl in a blue robe, who wielded a small pistol-like crossbow with a fast rate of fire, and every Slavic soldier she shot would glow with a green poisonous mist.

If the arrow can't kill, then poison them.

It's just that the number of operators is limited after all, and in the face of the Slavic army that is constantly coming up, they really have more than enough strength to do so.

Pan Long nodded to everyone, then roared, jumped up, like a boulder rolling down from the top of a mountain, and crashed into the battle line of the Slavic army.