Several team leaders who were originally eating meat and drinking a lot of wine suddenly found that the meat of foreign beasts was so difficult to swallow, like chewing wax.

Wu Shan sighed in his heart, interrupting this depression.

"Sister? Do you have a sister? ”

"Well, Brother Xingtian, my sister is beautiful, it's just ...... It is...... Sister, she's sick! ”

The young man Tie Huai's voice became lower and lower, and when he reached the lowest place, he actually whined and sobbed lowly.

Wushan didn't know what was going on, didn't know where to comfort the young Tie Huai, and was suddenly at a loss, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the deputy general Wei Xuan, who had been silently eating meat, leaned into Wushan's ear and whispered.

"Let him cry for a while!"

"Xiao Tiehuai entered the military camp at the age of eleven and has been a soldier for four years, he was sold in, and the money from the sale was used to treat his sister."

"Xiao Tiehuai was sold in voluntarily!"

After listening to the explanation of the deputy general Wei Xuan, Wushan's heart was pinched, and the corners of his eyes were sour.

"Is his sister cured?"

"I don't know, Xiao Tiehuai hasn't seen his family since then!"

Although he knew that this was fake, Wushan was still a little confused.

Wu Shan bit the flesh of the alien beast fiercely, hiding the sourness in his eyes.

After swallowing the meat of the alien beast and pouring a sip of spirits, Wu Shan laughed and said to Xiao Tiehuai.

"I remember your family, if I have the opportunity, I will go to see our sister and the old locust tree in your village!"

"Really, Brother Xingtian?"

"Why, don't believe in General Ben's character? General Ben, every word is true, there is no lie! ”

When his character was questioned, Wu Shan glared angrily, and he had the intention of going crazy on the spot.

"It's not! No! Brother Xingtian, when the time comes, you can help me to see if my sister is well, and see if my sister has grown taller. ”

When the young Tie Huai said this, with flattery, he continued to sell it to Wushan, and also took out a piece of the most charred beast meat in the bonfire and handed it to Wushan.

"Little things, don't be afraid of hot hands!!"

Wu Shan took the meat of the alien beast, ignored the young man Tie Huai, who was still flattering, and gnawed on the meat of the alien beast.

It's true! Besides, Wushan has to be taken seriously!

……

It's late at night!

Including Wushan, many soldiers who participated in the battle during the day fell into a deep sleep.

In the tent of the Chinese army, several people wearing general's armor and several white-robed scholars sat opposite each other, discussing the military situation.

"These barbarians, what the hell are they trying to do? Again and again provoked us, and again and again crossed our bottom line. ”

It was a bearded general who was grumpy on the left, and the main general who led the charge during the day was this person.

"The barbarians have signs of going south, the most likely is that they are short of food, and there is also a possibility that their north is invaded, and in order to survive, they must go south."

Among the scholars on the right, who have an elegant temperament, some of them straightened their bodies and expressed their conjectures.

"They want to be beautiful! Behind is the Great Wall of our Terrans, and if you want to cross the Great Wall, you can't cross it unless you die from me, step over my corpse. ”

In the military camp, another irascible general scolded angrily.

"It's not that serious!"

"This time is just a temptation, I can't predict that in three days, this group of barbarians will continue to test us, they should want to find out our combat strength, test our attitude, and test our bottom line."

Among the readers, a white-haired old man had a calm voice, but his tone was slightly worried.

The barbarians in the wilderness are not inferior in strength to the human race, and even slightly stronger.

Although there used to be small battles between the two clans every year, it was a common thing, and it was a tacit training between the two sides.

But this time it was different, the barbarians, who had always been in tacit understanding with each other, actually had the intention of going south, indicating that their war in the north was tight, and they were even preparing to flee south.

So, who will be the strong enemy of the Endless Wilderness North?

The tent fell silent, and everyone wondered who the strong enemy in the north would be.

"Let's talk about today's battle!"

After a while, the white-haired old man spat out a word, reminding everyone of the true purpose of the meeting tonight.

"The battle damage has been reported, and in this tentative battle, we have killed 12,458 people, 2,200 strange beast war riders have died, and countless people have been wounded."

"Kill about 8,000 barbarians, kill 2,000 bull mounts, and capture alive 122 wild bull mounts, all bulls, not a cow."

The camp was silent, and the general who reported the data also fell into deep thought.

The one hundred and twenty-two wild bull beast mounts are the biggest harvest this time, but unfortunately there is not a single cow, which means that there is no possibility of breeding and cultivating.

"Send these wild cattle to the rear to see if they can breed with other cattle and other exotic beasts, you have to try, don't you?"

The crowd nodded in agreement.

"How are the seedlings that have been put in by various forces performing?"

It was the white-haired old man who was questioning, but after he said this, the tent fell silent again, and a pin drop could be heard.

Many of the seedlings who were put in thought that this was just a military exercise, and this was just a battle world simulated in a literary tone.

However, no one told them that this was really the front line of the battlefield, or the battlefield outside the Great Wall.

After a long silence, a general with an elegant temperament stepped forward.

"This time, there are a total of 3,781 seedlings from all sides who have been tested and cultivated, and now 3,200 people are still alive."

Quiet, dead quiet!

Five hundred and eighty-one people were killed in battle, these are the leaders of the younger generation of the human race, and they are gone.

A sorrow rose in the tent, not for the dead, but for the future of the entire human race.

The future of the Terrans is at stake!

"If it's dead, it's dead, waste will only waste resources, and if you don't die, sooner or later you will grow into a group of moth-like existences in the rear!"

"What about other people's performances?"

Among the readers, a middle-aged man dressed as a lupine scarf asked.

"There are three people who have scheming!"

"There are thirty-eight people whose courage is commendable!"

"There are five hundred and twenty-one people who retreat from the war!"

"All the rest, they're all decent people!"

"The seedlings sent by the various forces, the relevant combat data and performance, have been drawn up into archives and sent to the hands of the various forces."

The atmosphere in the camp was terrifyingly dull, and the seedlings of various forces had been thrown in so badly that everyone was worried about the future of the Terrans.

"Of the more than 3,000 people who survived, one-fifth of them were afraid of the war, crying out for sorrow! Woe to you! Sorrowful, mournful!"

The white-haired old man grieved, got up and brushed his sleeves away.

In the same way, none of the people here have a good face.

Many people left the Chinese army camp with sighs.